A person's life is entangled with love and hate, accompanied by gains and losses, and troubles are naturally accompanied......

Perhaps, let go of a qiē and bravely face the things you want to avoid, after experiencing it, life is a smooth road.

After all, the length of life is no longer than spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the breadth of life is no longer than the north, south, west and east.

And the impermanence of life is nothing more than joys and sorrows.

What happened between Master Yideng, Aunt Ying, and the old urchin, Yue Ziran didn't know, and he wasn't interested in knowing.

When he was recuperating from his injuries, Aunt Ying and the old urchin came to see him.

Although the old naughty boy blamed him in every way, he was like a child, but Aunt Ying was full of sighs about life.

was once a husband and wife, but experienced betrayal and hatred, and then became a monk and confessed. At this time, it is only realized that everyone is wrong, but everyone is wrong. After the entanglement, I suddenly returned, only to realize that it was just a wasted time, a disturbed time.

After seeing Yuezi, I heard Huang Rong say that the two of them went down the mountain, I don't know where they went, and I don't know if they can see each other again.

Jiuyang's divine skills were just beginning to be completed, and the love flower poison gradually disappeared, and Yue Ziran occasionally deliberately sighed in front of Huang Rong to miss that feeling. When Lori asks him why, he always says, "That way I can make you feel like I've been loving you." ”

At the beginning, Miss Huang would be a mess of emotion and be taken advantage of by him, but this trick was used too much, and it didn't work, but it would be exchanged for a wary look on the face of Little Lori.

Green lanterns, ancient Buddhas, and beautiful women are accompanied.

Yue Ziran couldn't help but think of the story of Liaozhai. I told Miss Huang. Crying or laughing. Provoke someone's pity.

The years in the meditation room are always accompanied by a scent of sandalwood, which makes people's hearts slowly precipitate in the lonely time, condensing into a dignified and profound symbol.

The bell rings evenly in the early morning, solemn and pious, resounding through the quiet Zen monastery in the mountain stream, like a breeze blowing away the stone monument hidden under the yellow sand, and blowing away the Zen that is soaked in the red walls, daiwa, stone slabs, birds, and the hearts of monks and nuns.

After getting a little better, whenever this time Yue Ziran would walk alone on the bluestone slab outside the Zen courtyard. Listen to the sound of elongated footsteps, mixed with the sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures, and feel the feeling that the heart is like standing still, and the five aggregates are empty.

After the injury was healed, Yue Ziran would discuss some problems on the Yiyang Finger with Master Yideng after they finished their morning class, and then help him recover his strength.

It's a clean time, but there's always an end.

After a few days of rare sunshine, it was raining lightly again.

The four of them wore robes and stood on the side of the stone beam to send off Yue Ziran.

Yue Ziran held an oil-paper umbrella. From a distance, I saw that the Zen courtyard was quiet, and the trees were covered. Shrouded in light smoke and mist, it falls quietly and quietly.

In the meditation room, the wooden fish rang rhymed, and all at once, it seemed to knock on Yue Ziran's heart from afar, which reminded him of a sentence full of meditation on the Buddha's side: "Neither the wind moves, nor the banner moves, the benevolent heart touches the ear."

Yue Ziran put down the umbrella, closed his palms, bowed reverently, turned around and pulled Huang Rong away.

"Many people may wish to choose a pure place and place a pure heart in this life, but this is not our quiet place after all. Yue Ziran said.

"Where is our quiet place?" asked Huang Rong.

"In your heart. Yue Ziran replied.

"Yo, you've changed your tricks again, and you've learned the skills of sour fake vinegar?"

“...... Hey, I'm also a scholar, so I'll always have some skills. ”

"You are a scholar, can you write, does Shu Shu know?"

"Ahem, I don't write the same handwriting as you do. ”

"What's the difference?"

"I know a word myself, waiting for me to teach you. ”

"What text?"

"It should be eaten in all kinds. ”

Going down the mountain is Taoyuan County, the two of them rested in the inn for a night, and after the rain stopped the next day, they bought horses and rushed to Jiaxing City.

Along the way, the beggar gang disciples had already told Yue Ziran about the recent incidents in the rivers and lakes.

When he knew that Yan Honglie wanted to go down to the south of the Yangtze River again, Yue Ziran groaned for a while, and inexplicably remembered the Calyx Green Huatang, and instructed: "Pay more attention to the movements of the Lin'an Mansion Imperial Court, and see if the ministers above the court approve of Lianjin or take the opportunity to seize the land of Dajin with Mongolia." ”

"Is Mongolia really so powerful?" Huang Rong asked Yue Ziran.

Yue Ziran looked north and said, "Whether it is powerful or not, you will only know if you have seen it." ”

When they passed through Dongting Lake, they went to visit Tang Keer of Wanhualou again.

It's a pity that Tang Ke'er is no longer in Wanhualou, and I heard the old bustard say that after a few monks dressed as monks came to look for Miss Ke'er in those days, Miss Ke'er disappeared.

However, to Huang Rong's surprise, Tang Ke'er seemed to know that Yue Ziran would come, and left him a handwritten book about the experience of the "Dao Zang Jing" and a letter.

In the letter, Tang Keer reminded Yue Ziran to be careful of "a sword coming from the west", and also asked him to raise his noble hand when he saw the slave girl, but he did not mention her whereabouts, only mentioned at the end of the letter, the blood-stained Dharma sword, it is no big problem for the time being, and he will see you in the Western Regions in the future.

Tang Ke'er was still protected by Tang Tang and Uncle Geng, and Yue Ziran was not worried.

It was only when Tang Ke'er mentioned the Dharma Sword in the letter that Yue Ziran remembered that the nameless Dharma Sword Warrior had been going to the Western Regions to find the fire attack leader for about half a year, and he was only followed by the unadjusted Ma Dutou, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Looks like we have to go to the Western Regions. Yue Ziran smiled bitterly and said to Huang Rong: "I still owe Chen Xuanfeng their black jade intermittent ointment." ”

Huang Rong nodded and asked, "A sword from the west, could it be him?" The little girl knew that Yue Ziran was the most taboo about Jiang Yuhan at four o'clock, so she replaced it with "he".

"Come and go. ”

Yue Ziran said, tightening her cloak for little Lori and smoothing her head that was disturbed by the autumn wind.

"I have to face it one day, but I don't think he dares to appear in front of Luo Chuan. ”

Huang Rong let Yue Ziran keep busy, and now Yue Ziran has developed this habit since she took care of her all the way to ask Master Yideng to heal her injuries.

As autumn grows stronger in the north, the weather cools down, and a gust of wind can knock off many leaves.

In the evening of that day, the two of them entered an inn in a small town in the sunset.

After asking for some food, as soon as the two of them sat down, they saw an old man wearing a blue-gray robe that had been washed and faded into a blue-gray robe, touching the two pear blossom planks in his hand a few times, and the bamboo stick in his left hand was beating on a small drum continuously. Singing: "The little peach has no owner and blooms, and the tobacco is vast with evening crows." Several ruined wells have always been people's homes. ”

Yue Ziran chuckled when he heard this, and said, "I didn't expect that for decades, he would actually end up here. ”

Huang Rong was surprised and asked, "Do you know him?"

"I've only heard about it. After Yue Ziran cleaned the chopsticks, he handed them to Huang Rong and said, "He passed through Niujia Village back then. ”

Huang Rong nodded, and after listening carefully to the old man singing the story of "The Martyrdom of the Third Sister Ye", she pouted and gritted her teeth and said, "The Jin people are really hateful!"

The rest of the audience said the same.

At this time, a scholar looked like a man smiled and said: "The Jin people are indeed hateful, but it is no longer the same as before, I heard that they were beaten by the Mongols like a lost dog, and now their princes are going to run to our court to ask the court to send troops to deal with the Mongols with them." ”

"This is where retribution comes. The old man laughed when he heard this. (To be continued......)

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