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The ice and snow melted, and the cool white mist curled up from the top of the mountain.

In the morning, at the first stroke of the bell, birth and death sat up in bed.

Seeing that Le Jie was still sleeping, he went barefoot to Le Jie's bed and shook him awake.

"Daddy, I'll sleep a little longer." Le Jie obviously forgot that he was in the temple, pulled the quilt and rolled on the bed.

Birth and death made him squint for a while, and went back to his bedside to put on his clothes and shoes before going to wake Le Jie up.

Le Jie sat up, his body limp and shaking, and he was still in a daze.

Sheng Mie dressed him, knelt on the ground, tied his legs and put on his shoes.

When the two of them rushed to the lobby, the brothers had almost arrived. Abbot Void stood in front of the crowd, beckoned to Le Jie, and signaled Le Jie to come to him.

Le Jie took a look at the birth and death, saw him nodding, and walked towards the abbot of nothingness.

"This is your little junior brother, Ji Mie." The abbot of nothingness put his hand lightly on the back of Lejie's neck, and held a string of Buddhist beads in his other hand. Qing Lingling's voice.

Abbot Xu Wu sat down, and all the disciples bowed.

Le Jie was stunned for a while, and took a small step back in fright. Xu Wu looked at him and smiled kindly, and took his hand to let him sit on his futon.

Le Jie hadn't fully woken up yet, as soon as he leaned against the back of nothingness, he fell asleep again.

In a daze, there was a crisp sound of knocking on the wooden fish next to his ears, accompanied by the "Shurangama Mantra", and the sound of the Sanskrit Sutra could even hypnotize him to sleep.

"Written by Namo Satata, Sugataya, Alahadi, Sanyak Samboduo. Namo Satata, Buddha Kutiseni Sam..." There was a smile on the corner of Le Jie's lips. Holding Brother Jiachen's hand with one hand, and waving the Buddhist beads given to him by Abbot Xu Wu with one hand.

"Just now when we were chanting, you hid behind the abbot and slept alone, and now you are reading with relish." Jia Chen smiled and looked down at Le Jie's upturned face, and shook his head helplessly.

After breakfast, Le Jie insisted on pulling Jia Chen to take him down the mountain to see the snow.

"Is the snow on the mountain different?" Jiachen asked him.

"It's different." Le Jie didn't explain what was different, but just kept pulling Jia Chen down the mountain.

It was a gurgling stream that he and his second uncle saw yesterday when they went up the mountain. The stream was covered with snow, and a stream of clear water was gurgling.

In the middle of a stream a fish got stuck by two stones and could not break free in the shallow stream.

He let go of the second uncle's hand, and ran all the way to the edge of the stream on the soft white snow, squatting on the edge of the stream, with his upper body overturned, and pushed aside the stone beside the fish with his hands.

"I will come to thank you tomorrow." Le Jie grinned happily when he heard the fish tell him.

But he soon forgot about it, until just now in the main hall, it seemed that he heard the "Shurangama Mantra", and he suddenly remembered it.

"Brother Jiachen," Le Jie raised his head and asked him, "Have you ever heard Yu'er talk? I have."

There was a hint of a smile on the corners of Le Jie's brows and eyes.

"Booooooooo?" Jiachen teased him with a smile.

He immediately lowered his face, and pulled Jiachen's hand vigorously, wanting to walk faster, wanting him to go to the stream to listen to the fish talking.

When the two reached the stream, there was nothing.

"Le Jie, didn't you mean to watch the snow?" Jia Chen saw Le Jie staring straight at the gurgling stream with aggrieved face, so he tried to make him happy.

Le Jie looked up at him, and this time it was Le Jie who choked on him: "Is the snow on the mountain different?!".

"It's different," Jia Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed heartily, "Let's go, senior brother will show you to open your eyes."

Le Jie was still a child at heart, a word of suspense pierced the rainy day in his heart, and made it sunny again.

The two of them sat on the big rock on the mountain peak and looked away. The winding mountains were all dressed in white holy robes, a few colorful clouds fell on the mountainside, and the rising sun was huge and orange, and the light was soft and fluffy.

Jiachen pointed to a dark path in the mountains far away, "That's called the Road to Rebirth, through which you can reach the Sansheng Sea, where peach blossoms are blooming all over the Sansheng Sea, but the Sansheng Water is unrequited. name.".

Le Jie didn't understand, so he held Jia Chen's hand without knowing it, "Let's go see the peach blossoms, senior brother."

Jiachen looked at him and smiled again: "Silly Lejie, that's the place where people go back after they die."

Le Jie hadn't realized it yet, but after thinking about it, he felt scared, so he couldn't help leaning towards Jia Chen.

"Are you afraid of death?" Seeing him huddled in his arms, Jia Chen couldn't laugh or cry.

"Grandpa said that when you die, you lose everything. A person is locked in a small wooden box and buried in the soil. It's dark and cold." The more Le Jie said, the more he felt a pair of cold hands crawling on his back. , Can't help but hug Jiachen's arm with a jerk, and stick his back directly to Jiachen's abdomen.

Jia Chen smiled, seeing that the hat on his head was crooked, he straightened it for him, inadvertently caught a glimpse of a black thread sewn on the brim of the hat.

"Did you sew the hat yourself?"

"Well," Le Jie shook his head and denied, "No, Senior Brother Sheng Mie sewed it up for me. He said it was too big, so he sewed a few stitches for me."

"Oh." Jia Chen nodded, stood up, picked up Le Jie with both hands, and carried him on his shoulders.

The temple is usually quiet, until the Spring Festival is approaching, there is a little more festive atmosphere.

Not long after the ice and snow melted, the mountains and fields became green again.

The sky also began to clear up, and the blue curtain was high and thin.

The new swallows began to fly back, and the birds chirped and chirped.

When Le Jie came to the Sutra Pavilion with the birth and death, he happened to meet Jiachen.

He took his two senior brothers with him, talking and laughing along the way, when he saw Le Jie, he suddenly waved to him and Sheng Shi.

"Le Jie, will you go down the mountain with us? These two senior brothers and I will go down the mountain to do the New Year's shopping." Jia Chen smiled at him.

Le Jie hesitated for two seconds, looked at the life and death around him, waved his hand and refused.

Jia Chen nodded, and left with the two senior brothers. Not far away, he turned to Le Jie and said, "Is there anything you want? Senior brother will bring it back for you."

"Candied haws and..." Le Jie was suddenly pulled from the back by Sheng Mie, stopped talking, and said with a smile, "No more."

"I almost said it just now." With a happy smile on his lips, Le Jie followed Sheng Mie into the library, patted his chest, and his heart beat fast.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the Bodhisattva statue on the shelf behind Sheng Mie, and his throat was choked again.

Sheng Mie looked back at him choking, rolled his eyes, put his mouth to his ear, and whispered softly: "This is our secret, and even the Bodhisattva cannot know it."

Le Jie looked at him and nodded dumbly.

There are so many books in Zangshu Pavilion, and the two of them only finished half of the count after an afternoon.

Seeing that Le Jie was a bit tired, Sheng Mi said, "Let's rest for a while."

Le Jie nodded happily with relief, and slumped on the Zen chair beside him.

Shengmi took the book from the shelf, sat beside Le Jie, and read it seriously.

"Brother Birth and Death," Le Jie looked up at the triangular roof above his head, "Have you read any books about ghosts?".

"I've read a few books, what's the matter?" Sheng Mie turned to look at him.

"My second uncle used to like to tell me this kind of story. I like the story of the jade-faced little fox and the white-faced scholar the most."

"You want me to tell you?"

"is it okay?"

"Then," Shengmi thought for a while, "let me tell you a story about the Shurangama Mantra."

According to legend, Ananda was bewitched by a Matanga woman with an evil spell. After falling in love with a Matanga woman, the Matanga woman coveted Ananda's merits and wanted to keep it for herself so that she could become a fairy.

She used sorcery to destroy Ananda's precept body, but when Ananda's precept body was about to be destroyed, the Buddha ordered Manjushri Bodhisattva to hold the Shurangama Mantra to rescue Ananda, and Ananda was rescued and returned to the Buddha.

"Then what happened afterwards?" Le Jie sat up suddenly.

"Afterwards, there was no record. It is only said that this is the origin of the Shurangama Mantra."

"Motanga girls are really bad." Le Jie pouted.

Suddenly there was a bird cry outside the window, Le Jie suddenly became interested and ran to the window to have a look.

He looked at the birds that were busy flying and nesting on the eaves, and laughed.

Birth and death walked behind him at some point: "What are you looking at?".

"Here," Le Jie pointed to the new nest on the eaves.

"Guess which is the husband and which is the wife?" Sheng Mie asked him with a smile, as if he had already made it clear in his heart.

"They are all husbands." Le Jie laughed after finishing speaking.