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The two young masters in charge of handymen at Changle Temple have been very happy lately, because there is often a guest who comes over to help sweep the floor and carry water together.

One of the little monks, Changming, finally couldn't help his curiosity, and one day he saw the guests come over again and asked, "Mr. Ji, why are you helping us with these chores?"

Ji Ao Kendao, "I'm cultivating my mind. ”

Seeing the confused faces of the two little novices, Ji Aojian coughed, "Didn't your master tell you that everything in the world is practice, and chopping wood and carrying water is also practice?"

Chang Ming said, "Master has said so, but I think it's hard to understand. ”

Another little monk said, "Master Ji, can you tell us why doing these menial jobs is also practice?"

Ji Ao Kendao, "Practice, don't disdain things because they're small, don't dare to do things because they're difficult." ”

The two monks glanced at each other, still confused.

Ji Aojian sighed, "Do you think it's too mysterious? Why don't you tell me first, what are your wishes after entering the sand gate." ”

Chang Ming said, "I want to rise to the head of the rice, to the pavilion master, to the ...... of the temple."

Ji Aojian nodded, "You have a brave and progressive workplace mentality. ”

Chang Liang said, "I want to read all the Buddhist scriptures!"

Ji Aojian was slightly stunned, and then praised, "Good ambition." ”

Changming glanced at his junior brother, "If you can't be a high-level temple, how can you have the opportunity to read all the Buddhist scriptures?"

Chang Liang was annoyed, "This, this...... yes. ”

Ji Aojian smiled, "If you don't make it to the top of the temple, you can't read through the classics?"

Chang Ming said, "Mr. Ji, what do you think, how can a poor monk at the bottom have the conditions to read so many scriptures?"

Ji Aojian smiled again. Turning the conversation, "Once upon a time, in the deep mountains of Sichuan, there was a poor monk and a rich monk. ”

Chang Liang asked curiously. "What is Sichuan?"

Ji Ao said, "That's the southwestern province of China, thousands of miles away from the sea. ”

Changming said, "Don't interrupt. Mr. Ji, what are these two monks going to do?"

Ji Ao Kendao, "The poor monk told the rich monk." I want to go to the South China Sea to worship Guanyin. The rich monk said, I have wanted to buy a boat to go down the river for many years, but I haven't done it until now, why should you go?"

The two little monks asked, "What happened later?"

Ji Ao said, "The poor monk took a rice bowl and went on the road. The second year. He returned from the South Seas. ”

Chang Ming said, "How is that rich monk?"

Ji Ao said, "He never went to Chengnanhai." ”

Chang Liang thought thoughtfully, "Mr. Ji, the story you said, what the rich monk couldn't do, the poor monk did. ”

Ji Aojian nodded. "This is the practice. ”

looked up at the mountain gate, and said, "Actually, according to the scale and financial resources of your temple, even if you become an abbot, it is not enough for you to read all the scriptures in the world." ”

Chang Liang suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his heart, "Mr. Ji, have you ever been a monk in the past who also wants to read all the scriptures?"

Ji Ao Kendao, "Of course there is. ”

Chang Ming hurriedly asked. "Is this monk the abbot of a rich temple?"

Ji Aojian said with a smile, "I don't know if he is the abbot of the Fumiao, anyway, he smuggled out of the country, went to India alone, and read all the Buddhist scriptures." He also brought back a large number of classics. Since then, many original versions of Buddhist scriptures in Sanskrit can only be found in China. ”

As he spoke, the stairs in front of the mountain gate had been swept.

A gust of mountain gate blew through, and the clothes of the three people rattled.

Chang Ming said, "Senior brother, do you want to go to Tianzhu?"

Chang Liang said with a bitter face, "This is too difficult, I don't have the courage." ”

Chang Ming said, "Then you should sweep the floor in this temple every day, this kind of practice will be easy." ”

Chang Liang sighed, "Yes, this kind of cultivation is really simple. ”

Ji Aojian smiled, put down the broom and left.

Chang Liang shouted behind his back, "Mr. Ji......"

Ji Ao Kendao, "What's the matter?"

Chang Liang said, "Mr. Ji, is your cultivation just sweeping the floor?"

Ji Aojian stopped and was stunned suddenly.

Chang Ming said, "Senior brother, you are really stupid, Mr. Ji is such a capable person, naturally he will have his South China Sea and his India to go." ”

Chang Liang asked, "Mr. Ji, where will you go?"

Ji Aojian shook his hand, didn't reply, and left away.

In the bamboo building, the silver girl sat quietly on a bamboo chair, exposed to almost direct sunlight.

Even if it is a tropical hot sun, it can't affect this piece of ice that seems to be eternal.

Ji Aojian suddenly remembered that in the icy and snowy Siberian country, the bright burning flame was also becoming more and more spiritual.

Ji Yuxue raised her eyelashes slightly, as if she felt that the young man who came back today was a little different.

Ji Ao said, "Sixth sister, I understand why I want to watch you build a ship." ”

The purpose of the shipbuilding is to upgrade science and technology, enhance the strength of the fleet, and also to understand the martial arts in the process of shipbuilding.

"You've found an opportunity?"

Although it was a faint voice, a faint hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

Ji Aojian nodded, and shook his head again, "I still don't know." ”

Ji Yuxue said, "Don't be in a hurry, you go back to the house first, and maybe you can remember it when you turn back." ”

Ji Aojian answered, entered the room and sat on the bed, took a deep breath, and his mind entered a state of silence.

I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly felt that in all directions, countless tides suddenly surged, standing up like mountain peaks, and then quickly crushing down.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the room was dark, and a faint silver light was pouring down from the window, and it was already the middle of the moon.

The sound of the tide whistling in my ears is endless, and this is the evening tide of the sea.

Ji Aojian was a little stunned, usually his sense of morning and evening tide was never so strong, why was he particularly sensitive at this moment?

Could it be that today is the time of the tide?

He stood quietly in the night for a while, and suddenly saw a book on the desk in front of the bed, and opened it casually.

This book is written about one hundred and eight robbers, and it is in a place where the grass falls in a water, so it is a book that the sixth sister loves to read.

Turning the page, in the moonlight, what I saw was the feeling of a robber who had been a monk when he passed away:

"I don't cultivate good results in my life, I only love to kill people and set fires. Suddenly, the golden rope was opened, and the jade lock was torn off here. Hey, the tide on the Qiantang River came to me, and today I know that I am me. ”

There is a thin pen written on the side, "Me too".

Ji Aojian smiled slightly, the sixth sister was afraid that she felt that she had killed people and set fire too much, so she resonated?

He put down the book, and another tidal sound echoed in his ears.

Breathing stopped abruptly at this moment, and in an instant, countless thoughts turned in my mind:

Why did I come?

Why did I go?

What must be done so that you don't regret it?

When I was dying, what kind of feelings did I have?

......

When we look back on the dying moment, we will examine the meaning of life and question the true nature of our nature.

- Suddenly, the golden rope was opened, and the jade lock was torn here.

Ji Aojian's whole body trembled, and his qi and blood rose and fell with the tide, as if he was a canoe wrapped in the wind and waves, and he wanted to be torn apart by the strength of the tide at any time.

But his eyes gradually brightened, terrifyingly bright, as if he could see his way no matter what the situation.

The tide rang for half an hour, and finally receded.

Ji Aojian seemed to have just crawled out of the sea, and since he entered the Grandmaster's state of mind, he had never felt so dispowered.

Without hesitation, he pushed the door open.

There are only sounds of nature on the whole island.

Ji Aojian said silently in his heart: Sixth sister, thank you.

At the edge of the coast, a large hugging tree was toppled down, its bark stripped away, its trunk cut open, and its heart hollowed out......

A canoe magically appears in the night and floats silently into the depths of the sea.

In the small courtyard of the bamboo building, the sound of cicadas is still ringing, and fireflies are still flying.

Ji Yuxue looked at the starry sky, her eyes were still like crystals.

The original purpose of the ship was to sail.

Xiaojian, congratulations, you have found your way.