You Buddha is merciful and cool [Rebirth]

Diao mourned and neighed, and looked at him at the bottom of his feet.

The cripple was in a trance for a while, feeling as if he had returned to the time when he was in high spirits. He had people who believed in him, he also had a piece of land, and a beast that obeyed him. He was terrified.

But he is not anymore, this dream was shattered prematurely, he soon understood that there are too many frightening things in this world, because he can't sleep all night, sometimes even the night is a difficult hurdle to get over.

The cripple was not a leg at all, and he felt in his heart that he would not be able to stand up.

Gu Diao did not only destroy his leg, but also his godhead.

So he is not merciful, and it is justified.

At this time, Gu Diao seemed to really miss his master, followed him, and bit his trousers with his teeth.

Hundreds of years of thought exchange, it may have been civilized, and finally gained a little popularity, but what's the use of it, even so, what's the use.

Fart is useless.

"Let me tell you," he sat on the cloud with his legs spread apart like a hooligan, "as long as you are alive, no one is easy. It doesn't matter whether you are a man or a god, a beggar or an emperor, I have seen it anyway. , living is just a word of 'bitterness'."

"No one should expect relief, don't think about such a beautiful thing as soon as possible."

"What are you trying to figure out?"

He asked as if talking to himself: "What is the purpose of living, and what is the purpose of practicing?"

"Is there anything in this world worth loving?"

The cripple looked at Zhu Jueyun, and said to him: "I see you have practiced hard for several years, and I am quite envious. Anyway, I don't have this ability anymore, so I can't do it anymore. What's the point? Is this life worth it?" ?”

Zhu Jueyun echoed, "It's not worth it."

Gu Diao was at his feet, he also sat next to the cripple, and said casually, "What do you think?"

Peng Yu also squatted down and smacked, and said, "I haven't thought about it."

Three drunken men sat cross-legged on the clouds, with the dark sky and cold wind behind them.

Peng Yu said: "I have never thought about anything in my mother's life. I can live every day."

"I didn't ask before," said the cripple, "I heard you were doing something with your sister-in-law, didn't you?"

Peng Yu didn't respond, but instead asked him, "Which one is that?"

But he didn't wait for the cripple to say, and then admitted: "Yes."

Zhu Jueyun said, "Is it cool?"

Peng Yu thought for a while, and simply said: "It's cool."

"That's good." Zhu Jueyun affirmed.

The cripple also said, "I can't see that you, a bitch, are still a lover."

"It was before," Peng Yu said, "it wasn't anymore, she was still young, and that bitch was too coquettish, and I'd rather like it now."

It is not clear whether this is true or not. He ridiculed his past in an absurd tone, as if it was just the fault of stupidity and youth. He could wipe away the blood and tears. If he ignored the original true love and blood, it would not be so embarrassing.

The cripple said: "You can do it, at least it's for a woman, look at me, how many years have I been laughed at, just for a fucking beast."

Peng Yu said affirmatively, "That's true, you're pretty useless anyway."

The cripple kicked him with his good leg.

Zhu Jueyun said: "Your leg can be cured."

"Maybe," said the cripple, "it doesn't matter if it's cured or not. If I don't marry a wife or practice immortality, I'll die of old age and die of ghost town for the rest of my life. There's no point in treating it."

"Look at how filial your apprentice is," he said to Peng Yu again, "I even gave you a hand. If I knew I knew the truth at the beginning and took him under my door, how could it be your business?"

Peng Yu said, "Stop dreaming."

Zhu Jueyun asked: "What's the use of your miracle? What did you see?"

"It looks like a lot," Peng Yu said, "It's just a feeling anyway, it's quite mysterious."

"Master Peng, you are promising," said the cripple, "You are a god among adults, and we will not dare to say hello when we meet on the road from now on."

Zhu Jueyun smiled: "If you don't dare, don't dare, don't take me with you."

Lame: "..."

Gu Diao kept his head on the ground, occasionally showing his eyes to look at them, as if he wanted to get close but dared not.

Zhu Jueyun had experience in raising grass ancients, but he was a little touched, and said, "I'm afraid it didn't come here for the blood contract."

"It has nothing to do with me." The cripple patted his buttocks and stood up, "Go back."

In fact, he is not unfeeling, it's just that he has lived like this, and he can't let go of it with anyone.

+ + + + +

In the ghost town and in the inn, everyone was staggering drunk.

Ling Ding sat up and walked to the back kitchen. The red dress she was wearing was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

Qu Conggu didn't know how to drink all the time, and sat downstairs boredly waiting for Zhu Jueyun to come back. Seeing her leave now, he suddenly followed her with a bent knee.

Bell picked up a ladle to scoop up a ladle of water, poured it into the pot and brushed it, then turned around to look for firewood to light the fire.

Qu Conggu peeped out a pair of eyes from the door, watching quietly.

It was the first time he saw Bell enter the kitchen.

Two wisps of green smoke rose from the stove, and the bell said, "What are you doing hiding there?"

Qu Conggu didn't expect to hide at first, but now he came out and said, "Miss Lingdang, are you cooking?"

Bell said: "Make some porridge."

She blew two puffs into the bamboo tube, and the fire slowly ignited, illuminating the faces of the two of them. No one spoke for a while, just listening to the sound of crackling firewood.

Suddenly, Bell said: "Why, don't you like me being with someone?"

"No." Qu Conggu said softly, lowered his head and pulled the broken wooden stick on the ground.

Bell tugged at his ear: "How dare you tell lies."

Qu Cong gritted his tongue: "It's just not."

When he said this, Bell stopped forcing him to admit it, got up to wash the rice, poured the washed rice into the pot, and added two ladles of water to it.

She moves very neatly, and she can cook like a quack.

Qu Conggu said, "But I think you're not happy."

"do you like him?"

Bell glanced at him, and then said, "It's okay."

After she finished the work in hand, she sat back and sat beside him in front of the stove, watching the fire.

Qu Conggu didn't know what she meant, so he looked at her face.

Bell, however, was ordinary, added a handful of firewood, and said, "Do you think everyone is the same as you?"

"Not everyone can find the person they like the most and spend their whole life as they wish. Everyone finds the most suitable one and lives with it."

"I don't have anything to ask for, Cong Gu," Ling Ding said, "It's too cold in the night, if there is someone who is willing to accommodate me, I will be satisfied."

Qu Cong didn't know what to say.

"Look at me like this," Ling Dang said with a smile, "how can a woman live like me, what else should I choose?"

Qu Cong was not convinced and said: "Why do you say that? I have never seen anyone in the Central Plains who is more beautiful than you, and his skill is not as good as yours. Why do you say that about yourself? You look down on yourself like this. Who else can think up to you? ?”

He was angry at the person he liked belittled him, and said: "You spoil yourself, who can save you?"

Ling Dang smiled, with tears in his smile, pinched his face and shook him: "Silly boy, you are the only one who thinks I'm good."

In the past many years, perhaps Ling Dang has heard many nice words, but none of this young man's angry questioning made her feel warm.

Qu Conggu said: "I just want you to have a better time."

"I've had a good time," said Bell, "but it doesn't have to be a good time to be happy."

"I'm content to be able to stay in peace like this. If you don't have a man, you don't have it. If you have it, it's even better."

"It's not that I can't live without a man. If he's dishonest, I'll divorce him. What a big deal."

She rarely showed her girlish appearance, shaking Qu Conggu's arm and said, "Don't be angry."

It was as if the two had switched sides.

Qu Conggu finally looked better, smiled again, and shrank his head to fiddle with the flames in the stove.

At night, the siblings shared some secrets, their voices were so low that they couldn't be heard clearly.

The smell of white porridge slowly came out of the pot. Bell lifted the lid of the pot, took out a white porcelain bowl, and said, "Have a drink?"

Qu Cong didn't drink and didn't need porridge, so he took it and held it, watching the bell filled another bowl, and put it aside to dry.

There was some movement in the lobby, Zhu Jueyun and the others came back.

Qu Conggu ran out and shouted: "Zhu Jueyun!"

Zhu Jueyun frowned: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Peng Yu scolded: "You didn't see what your master is doing?"

"Master," Qu Conggu called again, "It's so late, why did you come back?"

The cripple said, "Okay, okay, let's go, go back to sleep."

These people simply greeted each other and went back to their respective homes. When going upstairs, Qu Conggu saw Bell put a bowl of porridge in front of someone, and woke him up.

Cao Gu had already fallen asleep upstairs, but woke up again when he heard the noise, kicking his legs and stretching.

Qu Conggu couldn't wait to ask: "How's the matter?"

Zhu Jueyun untied the belt of his robe: "Send that Gu sculpture away, so it's not a problem."

Qu Conggu had expected such a result, but he was still disappointed.

Zhu Jueyun glanced at him and said: "You don't provoke anyone in the future. He is not like Peng Yu. This person has a vicious and weird temper. If you get annoyed, you will not be able to find me. Be careful and suffer."

Qu Cong looked over the old account: "Wow, you still care about me, you don't pay any attention to me during the day."

"No conscience." Zhu Jueyun said with a smile.

Qu Conggu said: "You made me lose face at that time, it means I have a good temper, otherwise it depends on who takes care of you."

Cao Gu turned over and wanted to go back to sleep, but was annoyed that the two of them were talking too loudly, so he jumped out of the window to find some peace in another room, Qu Conggu yelled and didn't come back, he was so angry: "You two??"

Why are one or two of them so disobedient?

Zhu Jueyun said: "Don't worry about it, go to sleep."

Qu Conggu suddenly thought of something and asked him, "Do you want porridge?"

Zhu Jueyun: "???"

Qu Conggu did what he said, ran downstairs, rummaged through boxes and chests to find a bowl, the porridge in the pot had been rotten, and the water was scarce, he filled out a thick and full bowl, carefully Carried it upstairs.

"Drink porridge." He placed the bowl on the table and ordered.

Zhu Jueyun walked over inexplicably, with a smile: "Where did you come from?"

"...Sister Lingdang did it," he said honestly, but he still added some drama to himself, "I stayed with her, and I added firewood."

"Well," Zhu Jueyun responded, "You are the most powerful."

Qu Conggu said, "Yes, yes."

"I see you've been drinking, so you still need something to eat."

Zhu Jueyun was very face-saving, and really finished the bowl of porridge. Everything was fine at first, but now he feels a little bit full.

Qu Conggu said: "I have learned it, and I will cook porridge for you in the future."

Zhu Jueyun paused for a moment, then said: "...Let's forget it."

Qu Cong said, "You're welcome."

He was so happy, Zhu Jueyun didn't say anything, stroked his hair and said: "Okay, go to sleep."

Whether someone is thinking about it or making people feel comfortable, he is not good at words so he doesn't say much, but tonight all these things have been swallowed with this bowl of porridge, and they are no longer stuck in his chest.

Qu Cong was too lazy to take off his clothes to go to bed, so Zhu Jueyun pressed him to help him, but he refused again, and rolled into the bed, and insisted on taking off by himself without letting him help.

After tossing for a long time, it took almost half an hour to lie down on the bed.

Although the two slept on the same bed, they were covered with two quilts. Qu Conggu pulled up the quilt to cover half of his face, exposing only a pair of eyes, breathing quietly.

Zhu Jueyun knew that he was not asleep, so he closed his eyes and said nothing, wanting him to fall asleep quickly, but after a while he heard him ask softly: "Zhu Jueyun, are you asleep?"

Zhu Jueyun closed his eyes and did not answer.

Qu Conggu stretched out his hand to pinch his nose: "Brother, are you asleep?"

Zhu Jueyun opened his eyes helplessly, and asked him, "What happened today?"

"You pretended to be asleep," Qu Conggu said angrily, "I guessed it."

"You spit out the porridge for me."

Zhu Jueyun turned around and stretched out his hand to throw off his quilt, then he ducked in and got into his arms, sticking it tightly.

Zhu Jueyun patted his back and asked in a low voice, "Can't sleep?"

Qu Conggu looked up at him, fiddling with the hem of the front of his clothes, and said, "Sister Lingdang cried again today."

Zhu Jueyun gave a "hmm" and said for a while, "Really?"

Qu Cong nodded, seeing Zhu Jueyun's chin in front of his eyes, he kissed him casually, the icy cold touch made Zhu Jueyun wake up a bit, lowered his head and said, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

These words implied a bit strong, Qu Conggu immediately said: "Sleep!"

Zhu Jueyun laughed again: "You don't have to worry about the bell or the cripple, you know how these people should live."

Qu Conggu disagreed: "But they are not happy."

Zhu Jueyun said the same thing as Ling Dang: "People don't necessarily have to be happy in life."

"Why do people live when they are unhappy?" Qu Conggu said.

"There are always some reasons," Zhu Jueyun thought for a while, "like some entanglements, unfulfilled wishes, etc., but these have nothing to do with you, so forget it if you can't figure it out."

Qu Conggu really couldn't figure it out. He wanted these brothers and sisters to live freely and unrestrainedly. Smiling was a sincere smile, and crying was just a moment of depression, instead of carrying a heavy burden like now.

But he didn't understand what was so difficult about it.

Zhu Jueyun patted him on the back repeatedly: "Because you are different from others."

The most precious thing about a person is not that he has no bumps and bumps in his life and goes smoothly, but that thousands of sails have passed without leaving a trace on his body.

He took Qu Conggu's hand under the quilt, rubbed it slowly in the palm of his hand, and said to him: "I have cultivated the blessing of ten lifetimes to meet you, it's a blessing to me."

Qu Conggu was overjoyed by the praise, his face blushed quietly, and he smiled: "Yes, it's cheaper for you."

The two of them seemed to be sharing some secret, their hands were entwined under the quilt, and the dream was full of ups and downs all night, and they didn't unravel it when they woke up.

+ + + + +

Neither the cripple nor Peng Yu showed up the next morning, and it was already evening when they reappeared. The cripple threw away the crutches and walked into the lobby with his chest up.

Qu Conggu was quite surprised. He didn't expect the cripple to be so tall and strong. He usually leaned crookedly on his crutches, so he couldn't tell.

Peng Yu still healed the lame man's leg, and he couldn't help with the rest, so he could only walk by himself.

The 25 people in the ghost town had another banquet where they would never get drunk. This time, even Qu Conggu drank two jugs of wine. He was so hot that he burst into tears and was so drunk that he didn't know what night it was.

All the people at the table were drunk, and when they woke up in the morning, Peng Yu had already left.

He also didn't say a word, he was crisp and unrestrained, only half a bowl of wine was left in the wine bowl he used last night, and the bell dog drank it up in one gulp.

The people in the ghost town are all so violent, and they hate the gestures when they are parting the most. Everyone cleans up silently, and it will be another day of hustle and bustle after that.

I'm afraid we won't be able to see each other again in the future, but I wish the brothers a smooth journey.

Ge Zhi Fan Wai Wu Kite

There is a rumor in the market that has not been verified whether it is true or not. It is said that if the kite lands in someone's house, the family will definitely die.

At the beginning of the Liuhe sect, a flying swallow kite fell from a branch, and the older disciple feared that it would be unlucky, so he asked someone to get down and throw it away.

But in this year, he started to recite words. The leader's own son, He Tong, the third disciple of the Liuhe Sect, fell ill and stayed in bed for two months without getting better.

The Six He Sect went all over the Central Plains to find a good doctor, but they couldn't find the right one. At last, they came to a medicine repairer named Song Changtong in Shishouzhuang. Thanks a lot, they invited him here, and let this person give He Tong a lineage.

That Yaoxiu Song Changtong got up after a while, and said bluntly: "Prepare for the funeral."

The leader of Liuhe Sect was so old that he almost kowtowed to him, begging: "Elder Song, please take another look!"

Song Changtong said: "Since I have come, I am here to save someone. If I say I can't save this person, it means I really can't."

This person's medical skills are world-renowned, and he can bring the dead back to life. He said this as if he had cast a talisman. The leader of the Liuhe Sect was stunned for a moment, and he still asked: "...My son, what is wrong with me?"

"He didn't get sick," Song Changtong said flatly, "He was punished by others, God punished him."

"Just think about who your son has offended. I can't help with this, and I dare not."

Heaven's punishment does not come down casually, who dares to fight against the gods and snatch people's lives from their hands.

The leader of Liuhe Sect was like a thunderbolt, sitting on the chair, unable to say a word.

Ask him who He Tong has offended, he can only think of the most troublesome time, when the girl who loves to wear red clothes kowtows in front of his door, kowtowed for a whole day, bleeding out a piece of blue brick.

That was caused by his good son He Tong.

The third disciple of the Liuhe Sect is the biological son of the leader, a concubine born, a child born in old age.

No dude has ever done anything that caused romantic debts, and he didn't take it seriously at all, but the matter of that woman really made him remember, and I'm afraid he will never forget it in his life.

The woman in red is the unmarried wife of the owner of Yanbei Cinnabar Workshop. It’s just that her name is like this. Her family has no family. When she was young, she had an extremely hot temper, and she refused to give in to a reckless man at all. Ever since she got engaged, she has been chasing each other and debauched in the rivers and lakes.

On that day, the woman and He Tong were traveling together on a flower boat in the West Lake, and they saw each other rightly. The little white face was just good-looking, and there was ink in her belly, and the most common thing she knew was the ability to coax little girls. Women still have a short time in the world, and they will soon be gone. Said that she had folded in, Shanmeng vowed to each other sweetly and sweetly said, she is a young girl Huaichun, and she can't stand it.

It's really a foolish mistake.

He Tong already has a wife and daughter in his room, and they are a young junior sister with a lot of spirit that his father personally sought out.

After all, a woman is not ignorant, her body is not shallow, her mind is also shrewd, she soon learned about the things in the Liuhe Sect, and she was angry and resentful, so she didn't say much, but when she turned around, she was faced with an even more fierce attack. Storms and winds.

She is too ostentatious, she doesn't know what disasters can be caused, and what disasters can't be touched. The owner of Zhushafang became angry after losing his face, and wanted to punish her with the heaviest punishment of stripping her bones. If you don't return for one day, you will have a finger chopped off, and if you don't return for two days, you will have an arm chopped off.

He asked her to go back to the cinnabar workshop on her own knees and kowtow to admit her mistake.

The woman kowtowed her head outside the door for a whole day, begging He Tong to save her parents' life and save her life. All she had to do was tell a lie in front of the owner of the workshop, saying that he already had a wife and children, and that the two had nothing to do with each other. It was He Tong who betrayed her, she had no complaints, she just begged him to stand up and say something.

But the head was knocked bloody, and the door was not opened.

Because this matter is not only related to He Tong's reputation, but also threatens the face of the Liuhe Sect, as well as the entanglement between the two factions. We must not allow a woman to make enemies for one faction.

At this time, there was news from the Liuhe Sect that He Tong's wife and daughter were tossing about in the house, and his father guarded the mountain gate and did not allow He Tong to go out.

Just let a woman die with all her strength, spilling blood all over the ground.

Whether it is the leader or his son, the sins they have committed in this life are not insignificant, but suddenly Song Changtong asked this question, and he suddenly thought of that woman.

After that incident, he was inexplicably restless for two days, thinking that this crime was too much.

It may be that the hatred in the woman's eyes is too deep, and the red dress she wears is too conspicuous, as memorable as the bloodstains on the blue bricks.

But He Tong quickly put the matter behind him.

I don't know what happened to that woman later, but I just want to know it, and it will not end well.

Song Changtong saw him staring blankly, with a look of disdain on his face, and said with a flick of his sleeves, "I can't save this person, so leave."

The leader of Liuhe Sect didn't stop him this time.

In the third month, He Tong couldn't feed anymore, and there was a sudden rumor in the world that the owner of the cinnabar workshop died.

The leader shattered a cup of tea, suddenly felt tightness in chest and shortness of breath, coughed and blocked it with his hands, only feeling wet for a while, when he picked it up, it was blood from his hands.

If so, the woman came to seek revenge.

This time, it was the leader of Liuhe Sect who fell.

It never got up again.

The curtains on the bed were vague, the smell of medicine in the room was strong, the windows were closed tightly, and there was no sign of the door being opened, but He Tong vaguely seemed to see two people standing in front of his bed.

He no longer had the fear of dying, he stretched out his hand to reach it, and there were hoarse breaths in his throat.

Zhu Jueyun looked down at him, expressionless.

Qu Conggu took out a blood-red handkerchief from his pocket.

Seeing this thing, He Tong suddenly became short of breath. He didn't know if he thought of something. He wanted to get up and grab it, but he lost his strength and fell on the bed, and fell hard.

Zhu Jueyun said: "He Tong, your father and son have committed too many evils, and this time the heavenly punishment is small and the punishment is big. If it is another disaster in the next life, you will fall into the life and death of animals and you will not change your fate."

He Tong crawled to Qu Conggu's feet, and tremblingly reached out to reach for the red handkerchief, but Qu Conggu took a step back and avoided it.

"You are not worthy," Qu Cong Gu Ping said, "I just want you to know why you died, not to give you this thing."

Zhu Jueyun is a Buddha, he sent down the punishment of heaven, and gave Ling Dang an explanation for hundreds of years of wasting.

He Tong finally lay on the ground and swallowed his last breath.

Qu Conggu looked down and said with red eyes, "Sister Lingdang, we will avenge you."

He has been cared by the bell for many years, and now he has finally paid back once.

The two walked out of the gloomy room and returned to the sunny sky.

Qu Conggu felt a little cold, and squinted to look at the sun in the sky.

"The sun is up," he murmured.

Zhu Jueyun said: "Yes."

"Let's go." Qu Conggu took his hand and laughed, "Go out and play."

The two of them paddled slowly on the boat, and they were about to go to the water town in the south of the Yangtze River. They went to try the bergamot cakes for themselves, and went to see if Shanjuan Mountain was really fun. women look better.

All the worries are gone, every minute and every second of the remaining days will be their own, no longer bound by the world, no one will stop them, even death can't separate the two of them .

When the dust settles, everything will return to solitude and solitude, to peace and indifference.

This is not the end, but just the beginning.