034: Untie the knot in Fahua Temple
Lv Ning heard that the old monk behind her sighed softly, "It was originally a dragon and phoenix among people. How could it become a bird in the mortal world...",
Lu Ning was shocked and her body suddenly trembled. She quickly looked back at the old monk. The old monk also stood still, raised his head, twisted the white beard that had fallen to his chest, and looked at Lu Ning with a smile.
This is a pair of eyes as clear and cold as a clear spring, so clear that you can almost see the purity of the bottom of the eyes, but you can also see everything in your heart like a mirror. But that eye is smiling, clearly with all compassion, all grievances, all sufferings, all love and all hatred. What kind of person has such eyes?
Lv Ning felt that her heart suddenly became quiet before these eyes. The hot sun disappeared, and it was replaced by a bright moonlight, which was cold. The moonlight shone on the green heart lake. Something fell and something floated up. Lv Ning was eager to see what was floating up.
"Fear-in-law, come on!" Luo Ningxiang's voice suddenly remembered behind him. The bright and bright moonlight dimmed. The heart lake disappeared, and the blazing heat of the sun suddenly came. It sounded in her ear. It was Yan Cui who called softly: "Madam, madam? The young lady is calling you.
"Ah?" Lu Ning suddenly came to her senses, then looked at Yan Cui, and then looked at Luo Ningxiang, who was standing on the previous steps and waving to her. Zheng Yingxue was standing next to Luo Ningxiang. It seemed that she wanted to hold Luo Ningxiang's hand, but Luo Ningxiang didn't care about her at all, but just turned her head to call Lv Ning.
Lv Ning nodded with a smile, turned her head to look at the old monk who swept the fallen leaves, but saw that the old monk was still lowering his head and cleaning the fallen leaves attentively, as if he had never raised his head and paid attention to Lv Ning.
Is it your own illusion?
Lv Ning thought doubtfully and continued to walk forward.
Except for Luo Feng and Zheng Yu, the other women are almost unable to walk. These women are just stretching out their hands with clothes and opening their mouths. Naturally, they are carrying a soft sedan chair when they go out of the door. Where can they go so far? All of them were so tired that they were out of breath and couldn't even speak. It was easy to get to the front of the mountain gate, and everyone stood there, but they almost couldn't stand.
At that time, seeing that the mountain gate was opened, a big monk in a bright yellow robe came out surrounded by several monks in green, with his hands folded and said to Mrs. Zheng, "Amitabha, Shang Zhi has seen several benefactors. Please."
Lu Ning followed Mr. Zheng and his party into the temple. However, although the scale of the temple is not very large, the temple is surrounded by incense and fog, the treasure temple is solemn, the central Daxiong Treasure Hall is even more brilliant and solemn, the temple is more clean and orderly, and there are many monks. From this, it is known that this "Fahua Temple" is really fragrant and fragrant and continuous.
Looking at those monks, they neither saw the flattering greetings when they were powerful, nor were they greedy when they saw incense money. He raised his hands and feet, all of which were free but respectful. On the contrary, it really raised a little respect from the bottom of his heart.
Everyone entered the incense in the temple. Because the old lady and Mrs. Zheng were still old and could not stand too much labor, and because they donated enough incense money to be regarded as guests, several compartments were swept out from the temple for these incense guests to rest.
The place where the monks live is quiet and concise. Lv Ning sat in the simple small room. Although there had never been an incense burner, she also felt comfortable.
After using the fast meal, it is already time to close the mountain gate. Then Mrs. Zheng asked Shang Zhi, the monk in a bright yellow jacket, if he could see Master Mingyuan, the abbot. However, Master Shangzhi sighed and said that the abbot would devote himself to practicing a method recently and would not be a guest. Then Mrs. Zheng could only give up, and because it was too late, he was ready to leave tomorrow.
I heard that I will leave tomorrow. Girls such as Ying Xue, Shuang'er and Luo Ningxiang can't sit still first. There is neither delicious food nor fun in this temple. Only a few monks are full of "if I heard it" and are not close to women. They are far away from these young ladies. Due to the quietness of the Buddha, several people did not dare to laugh and fight. They had to wait for the dawn in the room anxation, but they thought that the bed was too hard, which made their bodies hurt and they couldn't sleep soundly.
Luo Feng and Zheng Yu were not quiet, so they took their swords and ran to the pine forest behind the "Fahua Temple" to compete with swordsmanship. After all, several aunts are getting older. They have not had much interest in eating, drinking and playing for a long time, and they know that staying in the temple is already a creation. It is necessary to take out the rosary with Mr. Zheng and Mrs. Zheng and read a few scriptures.
Lu Ning couldn't sleep. She sat in front of the window, pushed open the window, and looked at the bright moon in the sky.
Today is the fifteenth day. A full moon is hanging high in the sky. The sky is clear, but there are no stars accompanied by the bright moon. As the saying goes, the moon star is rare. I'm afraid the moonlight is so bright that even the starlight is covered by her? I think it may be the same in this world. There will always be a bright moon that will hide the glory of everything in the world, and only its light will last forever.
The face appeared in front of her again, and Lv Ning sighed gently. I don't know what kind of expression appeared on that face now. Is it to close your eyebrows and review the medal, or are you showing a smile and admiring the dance of the concubines, or... If you meet again in the "Red Hall" that day, you will be intoxicated with the beautiful people like flowers in your arms?
I don't know why, the green heart is in a slight pain.
What is it that can't be forgotten? What is it that can't be put down? What is the bitterness entangled in the heart and makes the heart so painful?
Lv Ning closed her eyes and took a deep breath of the cold air from the mountains. It is said that the flowers, plants, insects and birds at the end of the temple have been bathed in the auspiciousness of the magic rain, which is the blessing of several generations. Now, is it a rare blessing to smell the fragrant air in such a comfortable place?
Slowly opened his eyes, and Lv Ning sighed again. What is a blessing? For men and women in the world, it is nothing more than brocade clothes and jade food, inexhaustible silk and satin, endless flowers of gold, silver and jade, inexhaustible glory and wealth, inexhaustible power and glory. If so, how blessed should the green condens born in the emperor's family be? However, if this is the so-called blessing, then she doesn't want it!
She would rather have a lifetime of ease and relaxation than the heartache and concern that she can't lift or let go. What should she do about this painful reincarnation that can't even escape from life and death?
"The reason is wonderful, the dragon becomes a phoenix, and the phoenix becomes a luan; the world is bitter, and it can't let go as much water; the human relationship is cold, and the thin love is wrong. Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful."
Suddenly, a faint song came from the quiet pine forest outside. The green condensed listened carefully, but it was sung by the old monk who swept the fallen leaves.
"The fate is wonderful, the dragon becomes a phoenix, and the phoenix becomes a phoenix; the world is bitter, and you can't let go of it..." Lv Ning carefully tasted the meaning of this song, but the more he tasted it, the more shocked she was.
Why did this old monk recite such a verse? Thinking about it, Lu Ning suddenly stood up, put on his coat and quietly walked out of the room. The room where Lu Ning is located is close to the pine forest. Only through the corridor, you can see the pine forest. The moonlight shone on the pine forest towering into the clouds. With a little indifference in the tranquility, the green condensed and walked into the pine forest.
The song was intermittent, as if it was in front of him. Lv Ning walked carefully. Fortunately, today's moonlight was bright, but he could see the road under his feet clearly. When he walked, he did not feel afraid and worried. After only half a cup of tea, I saw an open space not far away, and a small pavilion stood here.
In the pavilion, there was a thin figure sitting on the stone bench, but it was indeed the old monk who swept the fallen leaves, drinking tea there. The plaque on the pavilion can be clearly seen in the moonlight, with the words "unstained pavilion".
"The unstained pavilion"... Lv Ning secretly endured his thoughts in his heart. Seeing that the old monk was wearing a green suit, he thought that although he was cleaning up the fallen leaves, he did not see that there was a trace of dust on him at that time, but it was not spotless, and where did he come from? Thinking about this, my heart suddenly opened up.
"The little woman's face has met Master Mingyuan." Lu Ning smiled, put her hands together, and bowed to the old monk.
"The donor doesn't have to be so polite." The old monk did not deny it. He just twisted his silver beard and looked at Lu Ning with a smile. He said, "Since there is a meeting, it is predestined. Please invite the donor to come and drink tea."
"So, it's a bother." Lv Ning came over generously, sat opposite the old monk of Mingyuan, and smiled, "I don't think I can imagine how many famous Master Mingyuan came to visit, but he was just an old monk who cleaned up the fallen leaves in front of the temple. Master Mingyuan's indifferentness is really admirable."
The old monk just laughed, raised the teapot, poured a cup of tea for Lv Ning, and poured another cup for himself.
"Where is the master and where is the famous? Master, that is, the fallen leaves, and the name is also the fallen leaves. The sun will be swept, and it will be clean.
Master Mingyuan's words moved Lu Ning's heart. She pondered and finally nodded and said, "It's really worthy of Master Mingyuan. Every sentence is a Zen machine."
"Don't dare, don't dare," Master Mingyuan waved his hand with a smile and said, "Princess can also become a commoner, and Mingyuan can also become an old monk. It's all because of them."
Seeing that Lu Ning's face was full of shock, Master Mingyuan just smiled faintly, raised the tea cup and said to Lv Ning, "This is Qingsong tea, which is the most favorite tea in Lao Na's life. Why don't the donor drink it and taste it?"
Although Lu Ning's heart was full of shock, she also knew that the person in front of her must be a monk with round eyes, so she no longer asked more questions, but raised the tea cup and sent it to her lips. However, I feel that the tea is fragrant and fragrant, full of light pine leaves. In the mouth, it is particularly mellow and long, very delicious.
"The things in the world are like drinking tea," Master Mingyuan said. "The pine leaves are only two or three branches. They grow on trees and are called leaves. They can taste them when they are soaked in tea. The heart is sweet, the mouth is also sweet, the heart is bitter, even honey is also bitter. Three thousand troubles are just born from the heart, but no one knows. Everything has its own causal conclusion. Even if you struggle, you can't escape the fate of reincarnation.
The fragrance of the tea seemed to have been secreted into the internal organs, which made the whole person feel relaxed. When she was comfortable, she was sleepy and slowly came.
"If you owe it, you have to pay it back sooner or later. What is missed is still just missing. How can I sigh that the world is crazy? I only care about the knot in my heart, but I don't know that in the past and present life, the reincarnation of fate has long been doomed. Whether it's life or death, if you can't pay for it, you still have to pester each other at the end of several generations. I still can't bear to put it down, why, why..."