no tomb song

There is a poem that says: There is no calendar day in the mountains, and the year is unknown when the cold is gone.

Ning Shu and Han Kuang were in Shaoshi Mountain, unknowingly more than a month had passed.In July, it was hot and the weather turned cold. Han Kuang's back basket was empty and full, and now it was full of dried medicinal materials.Ning Shu made up a lot of grass-made gadgets, just in time to pack those medicinal materials into different categories.

Han Kuang was rescued by Mingjue in the past, and now he is back to live temporarily, so he will inevitably have to help the temple.Ning Shu remembered that Mrs. Bai had Mingjue's help in her early years, so she would do small things along with her from time to time.

In fact, speaking of it, there is nothing difficult, but in Mingjue's small courtyard, I occasionally help take care of the little monk who is less than four years old.

Ning Shu has been lively and unrestrained since she was a child.Although there are many travels, taking care of children is still the first time in history.At first he was full of curiosity, but when he saw that round little bald head later, he just wanted to get away quickly.

Without him, this little monk is really born to be a monk, with a very noisy temperament.

He talked about Ning Shu, and often asked countless headache-inducing questions in a vague dialect.Including: Why are there stars in the sky?Why is the moon in the water?Why can't I have hair... all kinds of things.

Ning Shu answered one question, and he could immediately ask ten more questions.It only makes people miserable.If he gets angry at him, he will turn his tears and rain down and move out the great Buddha Mingjue.Ning Shu was good at acting since childhood, but in front of this young monk, she had no choice but to bow down.

In the end, he couldn't bear it any longer, and came up with a brilliant plan to carry the little monk who was full of reasons to the front of the mountain.

The Shaolin Temple has a large scale and countless Buddhist halls.The most dazzling one among them is the Five Hundred Arhats Hall.

It was noon, and all the monks were listening to scriptures in the main hall, and there was only one old monk guarding the door in the Arhat Hall.The old monk looked not much younger than Mingjue, but his eyes were dull, his voice was vague, he asked questions and answers without knowing what to say.Obviously confused long ago.The temple had no choice but to send him such a dispensable errand.

Seeing Ning Shu's fresh face, he didn't pay any attention to it, and just dozed off on the futon at the door.

Ning Shu carried the little novice into the Arhat hall, and said casually: "You asked me earlier why I became a monk. Of course, only a bodhisattva can answer it. There are many arhats in this hall, and there is one who can speak for you. Answer. Go and search to see if you can find it. If you can find it, your question will have an answer."

The little novice was skeptical.

Ning Shu glanced at the sky, pretending to be terrified: "Sky secrets must not be leaked, if you can't find them before the sun goes down, we will be captured by evil spirits. Go, go."

Hearing this, the little monk stopped hesitating and immediately ran into the Arhat Hall.

Ning Shu patted the ashes on the front of his clothes, and sat down in front of the hall along with the old monk.

The mountain wind suddenly picked up, the vegetation swayed, and some faint sounds of chanting came from a distance.Ning Shu pulled a volume of scriptures in front of the old monk, found a leeward place to lean against, and flipped through them casually.Just as he was engrossed, he suddenly heard some conversations.He listened carefully, and the voice was not real again.

He was very curious, and looked back, the little monk was still questioning the Arhats one by one in the hall.So without hesitation, he got up and followed the sound.

But he saw that several high-ranking principals of Junshan School were talking with the abbot master of Shaolin Temple.The general idea is that after the Meng Lianshan incident, there were very few Junshanmen, and no one was worthy of a big responsibility.Han Kuang was a disciple of Junshan in his early years, and everyone wanted to invite him back to sit on the board of directors.

Ning Shu listened for a long time, it turned out that these people had heard about the connection between Han Kuang and Shaolin Temple from nowhere, so they wanted to ask Mingjue to persuade them.Naturally, Ning Shu was inevitably scolded vaguely.Later, he began to raise the banner of the contradiction between good and evil, saying that if Han Kuang did not leave Ning Shu, he would definitely become a disaster in the martial arts world.This is to use Shaolin's hand to force people to go back to work.

Chattering around in the meditation room, and also talking about other things.For example, the marriage between Duan Chen and Ye Hongling fell through, and for some reason, Duan Chen started a fight with his mentor, Mrs. Ye.Then he left Huashan overnight, and his whereabouts are unknown.Instead of going down the mountain to find someone, the Huashan faction grounded Mrs. Ye.A few days ago, there was news that Duan Chen went up to Mount Jiuhua alone. I don't know if he was going to betray Mount Hua and join the sect of Jiuhua.

Ning Shu listened from a distance outside the meditation room, and saw a young monk hurriedly leading the way, followed by Han Kuang, his face sinking like water, and he was wearing sackcloth and shorts.Not by Ning Shu's side, that man's face showed that fierce look that could be seen by anyone.

Ning Shu found it funny and left quietly.

There is a side hall in the temple, which is used by believers for offering tablets and Buddhist lamps.The monks guarding the temple showed some disgust when they saw Ning Shu. Obviously, they knew Ning Shu's identity early in the morning and were very dissatisfied with him being in the temple.

This is the case everywhere, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Ning Shu didn't care too much, just bent down to get the long spoon for adding lamp oil.The monk hurriedly held down the long spoon and shouted: "You are also here?"

Ning Shu said calmly: "I have relatives here, why can't I come? Besides, Master should have heard more about the principle of equality of all beings than I do." With twinkling peach-blossom eyes, the voice is charming: "Being away from all appearances, you are called Buddhas; staying in all appearances, you are called living beings..." As he spoke, he brushed his wide sleeves slightly, and lightly stroked the monk's forehead with his white and slender fingers. With his hand, he took the long spoon like picking up silk, and smiled at the other party.

Seeing that person sluggishly on the spot, he became even more teasing, and when he passed by, he did not forget to blow a breath in the person's ear: "Everything that has a picture is false... In my opinion, the master has a picture. "

After finishing speaking, without looking at anyone, he gently scooped up the lamp oil and added the lamps on the stage one by one.Hearing a gasp behind him, his footsteps went away in disorder, and he didn't look back, just smiled triumphantly.When he walked to the corner, he saw a delicate sandalwood seat with the words "White Sandalwood Seat" simply written on it.Ning Shu stopped, raised her sleeves, and wiped them lightly.

After a while, he put down his hand and said with a smile, "When did you come?"

Han Kuang said, "When I saw that man running out." Ning Shu turned her head, saw his expression, and said with a smile, "Who upset you again?"

Han Kuang didn't answer, but walked up to him and said in a low voice, "We can't stay here anymore, we'd better leave tonight."

Ning Shu nodded: "Okay, then let's go back and bid farewell to Master Mingjue."

Han Kuang looked at him, and said in a low voice: "There are many rules in the temple, not everyone is like Master Mingjue... I have... I have wronged you."

Ning Shu smiled and said, "It's not painful, so why bother to talk about being wronged." He looked at Han Kuang, and suddenly nodded his lips: "Kiss me."

Han Kuang was stunned for a moment, but he quickly followed suit and bowed his head to kiss him.The two lingered for a moment, then reluctantly separated.But I heard a childish voice: "Why do you want to kiss?"

Ning Shu turned her head and saw that little monk was standing at the door at some point, looking at them with his head tilted.

He laughed and said, "Since we are happy with each other, we must teach each other to know."

The little monk scratched his head: "Then...then why do other people want steam?"

Ning Shu thought for a while, only to realize that what the little monk said was "angry".He said sternly: "There are no two vehicles in the law, but people are stupid."

The little monk's eyes were bright: "What is the non-two level of Dharma?"

Ning Shu sighed: "You might as well ask your master about this." While speaking, he saw the young monk coming here, so he picked up the young monk and stuffed it into the young man's arms: "You are finally here."

The young novice said respectfully: "Layman Ning is tired."

Seeing Han Kuang and Ning Shu walking away side by side, he hesitated and said, "Layman Ning... born of fate, after hundreds of thousands of kalpas... even if he leaves here, it will be the same."

Han Kuang's face darkened slightly.But Ning Shu didn't care: "Thank you for your frankness. But if the heaven and the earth are ruthless, nothing can be born. All things are ruthless, and they can't be born around each other." He said gently: "The heart of a Buddha is sentimental, and sentimentality is also the heart of a Buddha. As for what others think , that's someone else's business."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and smiled at Han Kuang.

The sound of the bell and the sound of Buddhist chant, the two of them joined hands and went to the back mountain first.