Chapter 43: Lonely Mountain Quiet Temple (2)

A few days later, early in the morning, Mu Yan came to the front hall, and saw someone cleaning in front of the door and said, "Little master, are you and your master the only ones in this temple?"

The little monk stopped, looked at Mu Yan and said, "Amitabha, good morning young man, there are indeed only two people in the temple, me and the master, the young man does not have to be formal, my name is Huijue, the master's name is empty, and he is chanting in the side hall." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½β€

Mu Yan felt that this little monk was really interesting, the master was long and the master was short, as if every word was revolving around the master, and there was a faint smile in his eyes, "I saw yesterday why your temple has no name, it should have been like this for some years, and why are there only two people in the temple, you and Master Kong, why don't you accept a few more disciples?"

Huijue looked at Mu Yan's expression as serious, and did not seem impatient because of Mu Yan's words, and said slowly, "Master said that everything in the world is empty and empty, what does it matter if the name is there or not, the important thing is the human heart, if the human heart can store all things, then all things are in the eyes, if the human heart is obsessed, then even a grain of dust will not be able to accommodate it, and there will be no difference between two people and two hundred people." ”

Mu Yan looked at him with a look of thorough understanding, although his words were full of Zen words, but they were full of deep reason, I didn't expect this little monk to be able to comprehend so thoroughly at a young age, and there was a bit of reverence in his eyes at the moment, and he looked at him deeply a few times and walked straight into the main hall.

The hall was silent and empty, there was a very heavy smell of incense and burning candles, Mu Yan stood in the middle of the deep pool-like eyes staring at the Buddha statue sitting on it, his eyes seemed to look at the front with compassion, his eyebrows and kind eyes faintly had a feeling of great compassion, and his heart unconsciously revealed a color of awe, and slowly leaned over and bowed three times, and before he got up, he heard a mellow voice behind him, "Shaoxia's heart is not calm?"

Mu Yan got up and turned his head to look at the empty space standing in front of him, and said respectfully, "Master, the disciple really has doubts in his heart, and I hope the master will mention something." ”

He led Mu Yan to the side and said, "Young man doesn't have to be polite, please take a seat, are you worried about that son?"

Mu Yan was stunned for a moment, as if he was considering it in his heart, raised his eyes and said, "Master, Chu Yan is not a great traitor, many things are involuntarily, his relatives died tragically, he has never been able to recover since then, he only wants to take revenge, although he is obsessed with hatred, he is not indiscriminately killing innocents, although I have just entered the rivers and lakes, but the time is not short, the murderer is cunning and changeable, treacherous and extremely hateful, it is really hateful and hateful, if you can get the master's guidance, you may be able to avoid many unnecessary disputes and killings in this river and lake." ”

He looked at him and said, " Shaoxia is upright and resolute, I see that Chu Yan is not a wicked person although he has a very heavy killing intention, all the reasons for this are because of these two swords, that day I met Shaoxia I also heard that the sword of love appeared in the rivers and lakes, but simple things are often the most unusual, the sword of love is owned by the sword, the ruthless sword is owned by the medicine saint, the two swords are out of the sword gate but I don't know what the reason is but they disappeared in the rivers and lakes at the same time, I and your master had a long time, and we have not seen each other since then, but I don't want to see this sword appear again decades later, there is really a chance here, as for those hatreds, the resentment is too deep・・・・・・ ”

looked at him for a pause, looked at him fixedly and said, "Things are no more, people are no longer different, true and false, virtual and real, life and death, death and life, and I hope that the young man will cherish himself, Amitabha, good and good." After saying that, he slowly got up and walked out, looking at him with a gentle smile on his peaceful face.

Mu Yan looked at the figure of Master Kong who walked away in fear, his eyes were puzzled, he was slightly stunned when he heard the words, but he couldn't help but think in his heart, what is true or false, false and real, life and death, the monk really spoke in the clouds, and he didn't understand a word. He glanced at the Buddha statue in the hall and went straight out.

The faint sunlight illuminated the ridge, Chu Yan stood on the top of the mountain with one hand and looked at the green woods in the distance, reflecting a large piece of broken gold-like luster, the shadows of the trees were mottled, this temple stood quietly on the top of this mountain overlooking the vast distant mountains, not asking about the world, ignoring disputes, if one day, there would be no Chu Yan on the rivers and lakes・・・・・・

Mu Yan stood behind him and looked at his standing very straight figure, standing like a giant in the morning light on the top of this mountain, but the figure revealed a bit of loneliness and resoluteness for no reason, Mu Yan settled down and walked to him, swept him with his afterglow, there seemed to be a smile in his eyes, but it was not as arrogant and wanton as in the past, even if the smile was so faint with a bit of silence and indifference, but there was still a trace of truth.

Chu Yan's eyes were always staring into the distance, the twilight dissipated for a while, the sun was strong, Mu Yan followed his gaze into the distance and asked aloud, "Chu Yan, if I can give you a choice now, will you stay here for the rest of your life?"

Chu Yan turned his head and smiled faintly, and said in a deep dearly when he heard the words, "A lifetime is so long, this place is boring, what is there to wait for, it is better to be at ease on the rivers and lakes, I am always happy." ”

Mu Yan looked at his not salty and non-light tone, and said with a deep look in his eyes: "Now above the rivers and lakes, step by step in the abyss, all the people in the rivers and lakes regard you as their enemy, Master Likong is right, since you are not afraid of life and death, why are you so persistent in hatred, even if you take revenge on your relatives, you will not survive, is the bloody rivers and lakes really worth your life to break through?"

The corners of Chu Yan's mouth instantly hooked up a cold smile, and his eyes looked at him coldly: "Mu Yan, isn't your master persistent? If life and death are really fateful, then why do you come to me? Why follow me, this bloody rivers and lakes? What is the difference between him saving people and me avenging?"

Mu Yan was stunned for a while, he didn't know where to start, the scar of hatred in his heart couldn't be healed, but he couldn't bear to watch him live and die on this river and lake, "If your injury is okay, let's leave tomorrow, and those people who attacked us in the bamboo forest are by no means ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, let alone people from the four major sects, the rivers and lakes are by no means peaceful now, those people are weird and strong in martial arts, but I don't know where they came from? And Cheng Yinglan, I will definitely find her." ”

Mu Yan looked at the cold smile in his eyes, and with that kind of erratic emotion, standing upright on the top of this mountain and looking at it, his eyes were full of hatred and hatred, and there were vicissitudes in his hardness, which couldn't help but make people sigh.