no tomb song

With the sound of cicadas chirping, Ning Shu sat on the tree, half asleep and half awake leaning against the trunk to doze off.

It's hot in midsummer, and it's not so cool in Mount Shaoshi.It's just because the Buddhism is pure and people's hearts are at ease, but there is another kind of coolness and leisure.

It's a pity that Ning Shu's nap didn't last long.

The stream not far away soon became lively.The weather was really too hot, and a group of monks took advantage of the gap between homework and took a bath in the water.

Ning Shu rubbed her eyes, stared blankly for a while, and slowly woke up.

The monks practice martial arts all day long, and they are quite capable.However, he only looked critically for a moment, then slipped quietly down the tree and walked away.

Walking halfway, I saw a little monk with a round head and a round brain.The little monk was only three or four years old, and he couldn't walk steadily.Seeing Ning Shu, she ran over with two extremely short legs, "Dianthus, dianthus!"

Ning Shu sighed: "I return the bamboo shoots, the wooden shoots."

"Dianthus, Dendrobium will let you sit on the disabled..."

Ning Shu scratched his ears, and realized that he was talking about "sitting meditation", so he said with a smile: "Tell you Dendrobium, I'm already disabled if I don't need to sit... Don't bother..." As he spoke, he turned and took a step diagonally, about to Slip away on the spot.

Unexpectedly, five steps away, Han Kuang was carrying a huge backpack half the height of a person, and was looking at him as motionless as a mountain.

The smile on Ning Shu's face froze suddenly.But the man said in a warm voice: "The weather is hot and the mountain roads are difficult to walk, so it's not easy to rest."

Ning Shu sighed: "Houshan is so boring, I'm sitting in the meditation room until I grow mushrooms." He glanced at Han Kuang: "But you're not here."

Han Kuang glanced at the little novice with his eyes open, and coughed lightly: "Go down the mountain to buy something for Master Mingjue." He apologized, "This... isn't this back?" Lifting it, tucked it under the armpit, wrapped Ning Shu's waist with the other hand, performed lightness kung fu, and ran towards the back mountain.

The back mountain is far away from all parts of the Shaolin Temple, the dense forest is deep and deep, and occasionally a few birdsong can be heard.

Han Kuang put the little monk down, and a [-] or [-]-year-old novice came out to welcome him, and said respectfully, "Master was teaching scriptures in front of the mountain, and he hasn't come back yet."

Han Kuang nodded: "I brought the things back." He said as he unloaded the pannier, which contained some daily necessities and a lot of medicinal materials.The young novice put his palms together, took it and cleaned it up.

Ning Shu returned to the meditation room and sat cross-legged on the couch.Han Kuang poured him a cup of warm tea.He drank it, then lay down lazily, pillowed on Han Kuang's lap, and pulled his wrist to touch it.The pulse under the fingertips is strong, even better than before.

Ning Shu felt relieved: "Doctor Qiu said that although your body is strong, you are different from ordinary people. But your flesh and blood body is not made of iron. You should pay attention to conditioning in the future."

Han Kuang's expression softened: "I...I'm fine. When I come back now, firstly, the old things are over, and I want to tell him that I'm safe; secondly, I want to ask Master Mingjue about the kung fu. What do you say I want to follow me to the outside of the customs. We will leave when things are over here, and maybe we can catch up with the autumn collection. As I said, I always want to accompany... to accompany you. Since I want to accompany you, when... ...and of course love yourself."

Ning Shu reached out to touch his face, but with the other hand, he grabbed Han Kuang's wrist and sucked his rough fingers into his mouth.

Han Kuang was taken aback, and his cheeks flushed immediately: "You... what are you doing?"

Ning Shu's expression was normal, and he said vaguely: "Nothing to do." But his tongue didn't stop for a moment, like sucking sugar endlessly.

The summer is hot, and Han Kuang's face is covered with sweat.He was held in Ning Shu's mouth, but with the other hand he pinched a meditation formula and closed his eyes.

The Zen gate is quiet, he has rules to abide by, but Ning Shu doesn't.It's not a matter of necessity, but since that day when they parted in Junshan, the two of them have no more skin-to-skin contact.This was due to the inconvenience of the journey, and most likely due to Ning Shu's health.But he is used to wandering, even if he can't eat it, it's still good if he smells it and licks it.

Han Kuang's Adam's apple twitched: "It's...not right here."

Ning Shu sipped his fingertips and sucked them hard, the sweat from the man's forehead fell down and dripped down Ning Shu's cheeks.Ning Shu stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked it, pretending to be innocent and said: "What's wrong? I didn't do anything."

Han Kuang opened his eyes suddenly, staring at him almost fiercely: "You..."

Ning Shu blinked: "What about me?"

Han Kuang said in a muffled voice: "I agree with you, I will try them one by one. But, I can't be here..."

Ning Shu got up, put her arms around his neck, and smiled softly: "Yes, after all, it's inconvenient to be watched by others..." She said with a half-smile, and turned her head slightly.The two pairs of shining eyes in the crack of the door disappeared as if startled.

Han Kuang gently clamped Ning Shu's jaw, looked at him for a while, finally couldn't bear it anymore, bowed his head and kissed him.

Ning Shu entangled with him.Just when I was having fun, I suddenly heard a soft knock on the door.

The door of the meditation room was old and unlocked, and when it was touched like this, it opened with a creak.Standing outside the door was an old monk with a fluttering white beard. Seeing what was going on inside the door, his expression was calm: "Han Kuang, Layman Ning."

Ning Shu let go of his arms, climbed off Han Kuang, and said seriously, "Master."

Mingjue's voice was old, but his tone was very kind: "Unfortunately, there is something to do in the scripture hall these few days, and I have been waiting for a long time." He looked at Han Kuang and nodded: "I have obtained righteous thoughts, congratulations." Put your hands together and say, "Please follow me, both of you."

Ning Shu and Han Kuang returned the gift, and followed him to the door.

Mingjue's meditation room is very simple, even colder than the monk's dormitory in the monastery.Han Kuang looked around: "Master, let me repair this house for you."

Ming Jue poured them a cup of tea each, and said with a smile, "No hurry." He looked at Ning Shu, and said slowly, "How is Baishi Jialuo?"

Jia Luo is Mrs. Bai's real name, and Jiang Li is just the name she changed when she joined the Acacia Sect.Mingjue could also know such secret things, Ning Shu couldn't help being a little surprised.But he has always been Yinghui, and after hearing this, his attitude is more respectful and cautious: "Auntie is very good."

Mingjue nodded: "The way of Asura is easy to enter but hard to escape. It depends on the human nature of each person. When she was with me in the past, the old monk discussed the Dharma with her for seven days, but they couldn't convince each other. Afterwards, she left Shaoshi Mountain and fell into a I have always felt ashamed for entering the evil way." He sighed, turned the beads in his hand, and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice.

Ning Shu shook her head: "My aunt said you are an eminent monk. But she is naturally dull, and has never had the chance to understand the subtleties of Buddhism."

Mingjue shook his head, and smiled wryly: "When Jushi Ning was meditating in the meditation room, what did he see?"

Ning Shu didn't know why he mentioned this.Hearing this, he was taken aback: "Me?" He rolled his eyes, showing shame: "This junior is dull, he couldn't sit still..." Seeing Mingjue's eyes, his voice lowered: "But I'm thinking of someone... ..."

Han Kuang looked at him.The eyes of the two separated, and they bowed their heads and smiled.

Mingjue looked at the two of them, and smiled slightly: "There are four kinds of boundless hearts, to get one of them is already a great kindness."

Han Kuang said in a low voice: "As soon as the disciple sees him, he will feel...thousands of joys."

Mingjue said: "Boundless joy, that's exactly how it is." He paused: "Now you have obtained the kung fu of the seniors by chance, you must know that kung fu was originally born of good intentions, due to love///desire. Now that martial arts are accomplished, remember Have good thoughts in your heart, and don’t be angry in your heart.”

Han Kuang nodded: "This junior understands. It's just that... Ning Shu gave up... for the sake of this junior's success in kung fu. His meridian has flaws, and this junior is worried..."

Ming Jue stepped forward, pulled Ning Shu's wrist, and took his pulse carefully.Han Kuang looked worried: "Master..."

Mingjue shook his head: "For the time being, it doesn't matter. But his meridians are inherently fragile, and then he was severely injured twice. It may be difficult for his body to recover only by medical treatment. For now, the only way is to restore internal strength as soon as possible."

Ning Shu smiled wryly and said, "Because of meridians, it was more difficult for the younger generation to practice than others. Not to mention recovering as soon as possible, but now it is even more difficult to start practicing again..." Glancing at Han Kuang's eyes, he whispered Said: "Don't be sad, if... that's God's will..."

Mingjue said warmly: "You two have missed your point. The ancestors who created this practice in the past both returned to Nanzhao after the event was completed. Many years later, the two of them returned to the Central Plains to mourn their old friends who passed away. Nearly 50 years have passed since the Dharma was first established. The two wrote elegiac couplets on the stone wall with their internal strength, and left hand in hand afterward, returning to hermitage again...the Buddhist scripture pavilion in the temple has records of this event."

Ning Shu's thoughts turned sharply: "You mean...Senior Feng Jiu lost his internal strength, but he didn't hurt his body because of it. Later, he practiced kung fu back?"

Mingjue nodded: "The complete book of Wuling is a superior orthodox martial art. Since the purpose of martial arts is to repair the meridians, naturally it will not damage the meridians of the practitioner. It's just..." He sighed: "The specifics, I don't know."

Hearing these words, Ning Shu's thoughts were confirmed, and she couldn't help smiling: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

Looking back, seeing joy on Han Kuang's face, he stretched out his hand and held it with the man.

Mingjue said: "Lady Bai used to offer a memorial tablet here for her beloved son who died young. If Layman Ning is interested, you can go to the front of the mountain to have a look."

Ning Shu nodded: "Thank you, Master."

Mingjue got up and said to Han Kuang, "Then, after the meditation room is repaired, you two should go down the mountain."

Han Kuang nodded, and said in a low voice, "Master...thank you for saving me back then. It's just that my disciple is incompetent. I'm afraid I can't bear the title of Beiming Dao."

Mingjue smiled and said, "Of course it wasn't possible before, but not necessarily in the future."

wait for him to leave.Han Kuang supported Ning Shu's shoulders with both hands: "Go...the one we thought of last time, it seems to be true..."

Ning Shu nodded: "Yes. Yin can produce yang, and yang can also produce yin. It's just...our situation is opposite to that of Feng Jiu and the others. We can only try it temporarily."

Han Kuang shook his head: "You...have you noticed? This kung fu is about yin and yang...the harmony of yin and yang, and endless life. Every time you and I...we protect each other when we perform kung fu, so we can benefit...just You used to protect me a lot in the past. This time, let me protect you. "