The old wheels of the car mark clearly visible marks on the yellow earth.

From time to time, the thin old cow was attracted by the squeak and turned his head, and his big eyes were constantly rolling, accompanied by a low and lazy call, as if to remind the young man behind him that the car carrying the fat girl was already crumbling.

The girl sat in the car reading a book, and the young man waved the straw whip impatiently, urging the old cow to speed up his pace.

Regardless of whether the car will collapse and fall apart, the evening bell of Thousand Buddha Mountain is already close at hand.

As if feeling the mockery of Lao Niu, Beigong Fu closed the book and said with a smile: "This car is about to fall apart!"

"It's okay, I can carry you!"

"Hmm. ”

The flowing water was murmuring, and there was a sound from a distance, Liu Chen signaled the old cow to speed up his pace, in this Thousand Buddha Mountain, it was too quiet, and since entering the realm of Buddha City, Liu Chen and the two of them have not seen a figure for a long time.

The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the flowers and trees in the meditation room are deep.

The stream from the depths of the distant mountains is constantly washing the smooth stones, splashing the slightest splash, and the winding river is everywhere crystal clear, this water is warm, like the compassion of the Buddha, and the ice and snow have never visited this place.

"This master, I'm looking for asceticism!"

Liu Chen tied the old cow to the path beside the road, glanced back at Beigong Fu, who was reading and reading, shook his head with a chuckle, and walked to the grass house at the foot of the mountain.

There was a young monk sitting in the grass house, saying that he was young, not really, that cheek was very handsome, but when he looked up at Liu Chen, through the light from the corner of his eyes, Liu Chen seemed to be able to see the vicissitudes of life in his eyes, there was no unique compassion of Buddhism, and the young monk looked indifferent and desolate.

After waiting for a long time, Liu Chen still maintained a polite smile, and the young monk stared at him for a while, then lowered his head again and slowly closed his eyes.

Liu Chen was full of doubts, and when he was about to turn around and retreat, his gaze fell on the stone table in front of the young monk.

"I was worried about hurting the Brahman, and I was afraid that I would not fall into the city when I entered the mountain. The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its promise!"

If it was half a year ago, Liu Chen would not know most of the words in this poem, and he would have heard and seen it by Beigong Fu every day, and now he can more or less understand the meaning of this poem, and he glanced at the young monk deeply, Liu Chen gently arched his hand, and quietly withdrew from the cottage.

The so-called insiders look at the doorway, the inscription on the stone table shows that the young monk's cultivation is profound, and he is replaced by Liu Chen, with the current strength, it is absolutely impossible to do.

"Senior Brother Liu!"

As soon as he turned around, Liu Chen saw the big monk with a smile on his face coming down the mountain path and walking towards him.

Liu Chen smiled and quickened his pace to greet him: "Great monk, I'm still thinking about how to find you." ”

The ascetic came to Liu Chen's side, raised his hand to signal him to wait, and then he stood up straight, and put his hands together in the grass hut from a distance, and sang a Buddha horn.

"My senior brother!"

Seeing Liu Chen's doubts, the ascetic lowered his voice, pulled him to a secluded place and explained: "Senior brother likes to be quiet, let's talk here." ”

"Which senior brother?"

"Senior Brother Thousand Buddha Mountain!"

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Kuzen, but why did he ......" Liu Chen's face suddenly realized, the second place in the world on the Tianji Kun list is like thunder, and there is no one in the entire academy who does not know the senior brother of Thousand Buddha Mountain, Kuzen, I have heard Senior Brother Chen Sheng say that if he really wants to fight, it will be difficult for Chen Sheng to win him.

"Every evening, the senior brother has to come here to listen to the evening bell, and this grass house is also built by the senior brother himself. ”

"I saw the verses on the stone table just now, by the way, how did you know I was here?"

"I just rang the big bell, and the first lord told me that a guest came to me, and I was curious about who came to me, and when I went down the mountain, it turned out to be you, really, why did you come to Jinju?" ”

"The first lord is really clever, this is my companion, Beigong Fu. It's a long story, and we'll talk about it in detail when we have the chance. ”

"Beigong Spirit Clansman?"

Seeing Liu Chen nodding, he didn't think much about the asceticism, and immediately replied to Liu Chen's previous question: "The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its promise." You can see it, my senior brother, he is an idiot. ”

It turned out that when the elder brother of Qianfoshan entered the Great Compassion Temple, he was already seventeen or eighteen years old, much later than the ascetic suffering, at that time, a small city in Qizhou was plagued by locusts, and there was no harvest for two consecutive years, and then there was a riot, although it was quickly suppressed, but the small city over there basically became a dead city.

Kuzen was originally a scholar in the city, there was a childhood sweetheart's wife, that year the two had just finished married, originally wanted to wait until the day of the title of the Qionglin banquet Wenbi gold list, then took his wife to Chang'an, live a happy life, but the disaster always came so suddenly, after the bandit riot, there was no food, so he began to kill people for meat, Kuzen's wife in order to protect him, was ruined by the bandits and chopped into pieces, hiding in the cellar of the suffering to see those bandits eat their wives' flesh and blood.

Can't forget his wife's dying instructions, Kuzen all the way to Jinzhou, by chance, he entered the Thousand Buddha Mountain to shave and become a monk, because every time he visits Zen, the Buddha's face will be replaced by his wife's voice and smile, that kind of pain makes Kuzen life worse than death, in a thunderstorm night, the bitter Zen in grief and anger gnawed his tongue, vowing to never speak again.

After listening to the ascetic narration, Liu Chen's heart, the indescribable taste, remembered that when he saw Kuzen's eyes just now, Liu Chen sighed for a while, what kind of torture is needed to make a person become so old.

Listening to the evening bell of Qianfo Mountain and staring at the direction of home, he once wanted to use his full stomach to resolve this chaotic world, but in the end, even if he sang Sanskrit songs, he could not dispel the haze in his heart.

"Since the beginning of the practice, the gentlemen of the academy have said that ruthlessness is the avenue, immortality and immortality, is a lonely and lonely road, so why is the six roots of the bitter Zen senior brother impure, but he has become the senior brother of the entire Thousand Buddha Mountain?"

He also thought that there was a way to live up to his life, he thought he was deeply loved, but when he preached, what he saw was himself after all, he was a Buddha, and the despair he had was just a catastrophe in his fate. ”

"Then why does he sit alone in the grass every day?"

Ascetic couldn't answer Liu Chen's question, and could only be silent alone.

Liu Chen watched Kuzen for a long time, and waited until the sun set, then sighed and spoke again: "I will go back to Chang'an this time, and I am going to get some things back." ”

Ascetic was still silent, silently looking at Liu Chen's eyes, from his eyes, Ascetic saw the firmness that he had never seen in those days, such firmness made Ascetic strange and made him feel gratified.

"I used to just want to live this life in mediocrity, even if I sometimes had to fight, it was a chance to survive, until I went to the north. Liu Chen took a deep breath, gradually straightened his chest, and looked directly into the ascetic eyes, "In the north, I killed a few mortals all over the town with a river of blood, at that time I was thinking, why should I kill, thinking about it, I understand one thing, my strength, must become meaningful, otherwise, my life will lose its meaning!"

"I'll get back everything I've lost, where I lost everything!"

Bidding farewell to asceticism, Liu Chen led the old cow and left Qianfo Mountain, and when he was about to walk out of the Buddha City, Liu Chen heard a night bell in the valley behind him.

Gently stroked the camouflage on the Qiushui sword, the simple long sword was still brilliant, when the long sword was sheathed, Liu Chen looked ahead, it was the sword of the southern country, and he was the king of the Canglan River. (To be continued.) )