Deep in the backyard of Guocheng Temple, the quiet Zen room is covered with winter snow, and there is a small clay stove inside, and the pot is boiling taro, exuding a faint smell of food.Zenko was sitting on the couch and reading a book by the help of an oil lamp.He held two books in his hand, one was a collection of poems by the emperor, and the other was a half-garden food list.I don't know how he was able to read two books with very different contents at the same time, or why he needed lighting.Zenzi suddenly felt something in his heart and looked up at the oil lamp.The next moment, a faint light suddenly burst out on the twist of the oil lamp that was cut to perfection, not short or long.It's small, but it's still beautiful and moving."
Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers?"
Zen Zi thought slightly, could it be that the uncle came out of Tallinn to give a lecture to his disciples?
He has a very high rank in Zen Buddhism, not to mention Guocheng Temple, even if you look at the seventy-two ancient temples in Chaotian Continent, there are only a few who are qualified to be his uncle.He suddenly thought of the letter written by Zhao Layue, and sensed that it should be the direction of the vegetable garden, his expression changed slightly, and he summoned the monk who crossed the sea to the meditation room.In addition to him in Guocheng Temple, only the head of the law hall who crossed the sea knew the origin of Liu's ten-year-old."
You go to the vegetable garden and see ...... for yourself," Zenko thought for a moment and said, "Don't alarm that little guy." ”………… Liu walked out of the house at the age of ten and saw Xiaohe standing in the cold wind in a single jacket, staring at the pile of cabbage in the corner in a daze, and asked, "What's wrong?"
”Seeing that he woke up, Xiaohe said with some uneasiness: "Yin Fu hasn't come to pick up food for three days. ”Liu Shi-year-old asked slightly, "How many days have I been in the house?"
”Xiaohe said: "Three days." ”For the great monks of Zen Buddhism, it is normal for the time to enter the meditation for a long or short time.Ten years old Liu was silent.A few days ago, all his attention was on interpreting the scriptures, so he didn't pay attention to many things, but when he thinks about it now, he naturally knows that it is wrong.Even if this is Guocheng Temple, it is impossible for the handymen in the stove room to have such profound knowledge of Buddhism.Yin Fu naturally can't be a real handyman, so who is he?"
When I was a child, I often followed my grandmother to listen to the master tell me stories about Buddhist scriptures, and in those stories, there were often monks who turned into old women to enlighten the lost world."
Xiaohe was a little uncertain and said, "That ......
Could it be that he was originally a monk in the temple?
”Liu had read many similar Buddhist scriptures at the age of ten, and thought that if this was the case, Zenzi would treat him too well, and he was very moved.To prove this, he left the vegetable garden and went to the temple.The front yard of Guocheng Temple often interacts with people, and he can't help but visit, and the monk knows that he is a farmer in the vegetable garden, so he naturally did not stop it.Liu was ten years old and walked through the heavy hall to the stove room, and found that the usually hot place was particularly deserted today, and muttered, "What's the matter?"
”A fat monk sweeping the floor said, "Today is the New Year." ”Liu Shi-year-old asked slightly, "Does the great monk also celebrate the New Year?"
”The fat monk said angrily: "Of course we can't, but those cooks are going to celebrate the New Year!"
”Outside the temple, there was a faint sound of firecrackers in the distance, presumably the tenants were drinking.Liu Shisui thought that he and Xiaohe thought badly, Yin Fu just went back for the New Year, so he asked.The fat monk took the broom and was about to chase him, saying, "Go, go!"
We don't have this person here, so you're making fun of me!
”Liu was ten years old, and thought to himself, sure enough.Thinking of the secret care of the senior monk of Guocheng Temple, he naturally would not be angry because of the rudeness of the fat monk, and said with a smile: "Master don't be angry. ”The fat monk said angrily: "You also have pork to eat when you are dead, but what about us?
You can only eat last night's leftover steamed buns!
How can you not grieve!
”………… Back in the vegetable garden, Liu was about to talk to Xiaohe about the New Year today and get some delicious food, and found that she had already prepared the dishes.One plate is the lightest white boiled cabbage leaves, not even a drop of soy sauce is put in, only a small plate of spicy tofu is placed next to it.There is a large bowl with the most greasy braised pork trotters, which should be put on the finest soy sauce, and the sugar is also boiled very well, and the color is perfect, so I think it is even more delicious.There is also a pot of sauerkraut mutton vermicelli soup, yellow of yellow and white of white.The most beautiful thing has to be the red oil belly silk, sprinkled with dozens of green onions, which looks extremely attractive.Liu is 10 years old and likes to eat green onions, but his favorite food is tofu with shallots.It is better for monks to eat lighter.Childe didn't say this to him, he learned it secretly.Xiaohe was already a friend of the meal before he lived with him, so he naturally knew his preferences, and he was not disappointed when he sat directly in front of the tofu, and carefully rolled up his sleeves, and was ready to pick up the whole pig's trotters in the bowl with his hands and gnaw it happily.Ten years old Liu motioned for her to wait a while, then turned around and went into the stove room.Xiaohe was a little surprised, holding up his two hands and not knowing whether to put them down first, or just waiting.A moment later, Liu Shi-year-old came out of the stove room, put two pairs of dishes and chopsticks on the table, and picked up the wine jug to fill the two small glasses.Xiaohe understood what he meant, hurriedly helped to straighten the chopsticks, and asked if he wanted to serve rice.Ten-year-old Liu said let them drink two glasses before eating.Xiaohe responded with a good voice, and deliberately made his voice crisp and delicate, just to make him feel better.Then they began to eat and drink, and Liu Shisui and Xiaohe put vegetables in two bowls from time to time.After a few times, Xiaohe finally couldn't help it and asked, "I know this must be Mr.
Yan, then this ......"
Liu Shisui said: "He is the grandson of the West Wang." ”The atmosphere suddenly became a little somber.The two continued to eat with their heads bowed.The house was quiet for a long time.I don't know if Mr.
Yan and Xiwangsun have eaten these dishes.Xiaohe ate very delicately, and even the pig's trotters were not held in his hands, and he poked them slowly with chopsticks.The atmosphere was a little depressing, not at all like the New Year.She looked up at Liu, thinking about what to say to make him happy.Every festive season, you must miss your relatives.In Xiaohe's opinion, Liu should miss Jing Jiu a little at the age of ten, and said deliberately: "I don't know how Shenmofeng lived today." ”"Hmm......
Childe is not too old. ”Liu was ten years old and remembered very well that when he was in the village for the New Year, Jing Jiu felt that everything was very new.It was clearly the first time he had been exposed to this kind of thing.He rarely thinks about Jing Jiu, because Jing Jiu must be doing well, just like he doesn't worry about his parents, whose health has always been very good and their food is very fragrant.The sound of firecrackers in the distance sounded again, and night fell.When Liu was ten years old, he thought of the senior master with the pseudonym Yin Fu, and suddenly missed it a little, and he didn't know when he would be able to meet again.………… In the most remote part of the Ritsudo Hall of Guocheng Temple, there is a retreat room called Hakusan.Yin San and Xuanyin Ancestor were wearing monk's robes, sitting on the futon, listening to the sound of firecrackers from outside the temple, and looking at each other, they both felt a little bored.I don't know why, they didn't leave Guocheng Temple, but disguised themselves as monks in the temple to hide here."
In order to teach him to read the Bible, he was almost discovered, why did you bother with it, real person."
Xuanyin Ancestor looked at him and said.Yin San smiled and didn't explain anything.He has been a good teacher all his life.He was the most outstanding teacher in the cultivation world, and he taught the three Tongtian with his own hands, but he betrayed him all of them.He hadn't taught anyone anything for many years, and it was inevitable that he would miss something, and once again reason was overcome by emotion, so there were lectures these days.Or this is the chance that Liu was ten years old and him.It is a pity that the Buddhist scripture that Liu learned at the age of ten talks about emptiness, while what he wants to learn is birth and death.There is a black bronze Buddha statue in the white mountain room, holding all kinds of magic weapons in his hands, and the breath is solemn and mighty.If it were an ordinary person looking at this Buddha statue, they would naturally feel awe, and Yin San and Xuanyin Ancestor would naturally not have this feeling.There are no offerings in front of the Buddha statue, only three bowls with water.The bowl was made of some kind of skull inlaid with silver, which exuded a mystical smell.As the night deepened, the sound of firecrackers rang out again, followed by the distant sound of bells.Guocheng Temple is not a New Year, but the monk rings the bell every day, and this bell announces the arrival of the New Year.Yin San opened his eyes, got up and walked to the Buddha.Xuanyin Ancestor followed.The bells are ringing endlessly.That's the sound of time.Yin San said with emotion: "The deceased is like this. ”Xuanyin Ancestor said with some sadness: "So I don't want to give up day and night." ”Yin San said: "You have to be happy." ”After saying this, he took the bowl of water and drank it all.Sprinkle water and wet your clothes.Such as wine.………… (Zetian Ji also wrote two dialogues, with similar meanings, which were said by Akiyama-kun and Chen Changsheng.)The four words "reluctant day and night" are my QQ signatures in recent years.In the past two years, I have often thought about certain things, although I know that Sangsang must have been laughing at that time.Akiyama and Changsheng are both young, but Yin San is old.Those three words he said are the answers I can think of now, and I hope there will be more answers in the future. ）()