Household monks have to return to vulgarity

Half my life with him, drinking and drinking, admiring the moon and riding a horse.

Then for the rest of my life, I will only see me going, but not him coming.

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I still remember the first time I met, it was a small ancestral hall in the south of the Yangtze River.It is said that it is an ancestral hall, but due to its dilapidation, it has long been a ruined temple with no one to visit.He and a little yellow dog were there, meditating quietly.

The Wen family is a big family, but he still loves the tranquility. He was able to see through more of him than ordinary people since he was a child. He was once praised by an old monk passing by as a genius, once in a hundred years, but General Wen is invincible. The person who is so rich, naturally gave the beggar monk some silver taels, and did not take his words as truth.

But he thought that this old monk must be a high monk.So he went to the ruined temple in the mountain to meditate every day, and together with the dog, he waited for the eminent monk to come again.

The days of meditation have always been ordinary, but one day, there was a loud cry from outside the temple. He and the little yellow dog hid behind the door, and saw a young man who was tied up with five flowers was carried into the ruined temple, tied up in the temple. on the pillar.Those gorgeously dressed young perpetrators cheered and shouted, "You will starve to death here! No one will care about you! You son of a bitch!"

Those teenagers beat and kicked that person until the sun was going down, and they ran out of the ruined temple happily.The voices of maidservants' voices rose and fell from the door.

"Your Highness—Where are you, Your Highness—"

The teenagers left without sound, and then he slowly came out from behind the door, squatting next to the teenager who was tied to the pillar.He saw the boy's clothes being trampled to pieces, and he saw the boy's face full of mud and dust.

The boy was probably as big as him, or even smaller. He gently wiped off the stains on the boy's face with the handkerchief on his body. He saw the boy's slap-like white face, delicate and small facial features, as beautiful as in the painting. Come out the same.

He untied the young man, took out the food from his cloth bag for a day in the ruined temple, and put it in front of the young man.

The boy raised his head, his clear eyes were full of puzzlement and surprise, he looked down at his loosened hands, lowered his head silently, and began to eat the pastry he gave.

He was very hungry, and he ate voraciously.

The pastry was made by the chef of Wenfu. It was soft and sweet, and the boy ate up all the cake.

He guessed that the young man must be the son of a rich family's concubine. He was bullied and couldn't eat enough or wear clothes well.

He wiped the boy's hands with a handkerchief, took off his coat, and put it on the boy's trembling body.He let the boy go back, he hesitated and said to him before he heard the boy leave,

"Thank you."

He smiled and ran back home silently before dark.

After returning, he was scolded by General Wen, who told him that his coat was soiled when he fell down, so he didn't put it back on.He asked General Wen for some exquisite clothes. On the second day, he went to the ruined temple to meditate again, and saw the boy.

He gave all the clothes he brought to the young man, and he also gave the young man the extra cakes he brought. While eating, the young man watched him tease the little yellow dog with the bone.

One month passed like this.He thought that this kind of life would continue, but when he came to the ruined temple again, what he saw was the ruined temple surrounded. Shout.

They kicked and beat the little yellow dog, and kept yelling, "When I think about it today, I found that that guy ran away. It's really useless. If that's the case, let this wild dog calm down!"

He saw that the thin little yellow dog that he had been with day and night was beaten to pieces, and he wanted to rush in to save the lonely little yellow dog who had been with him for many years in meditation, but when he rushed forward, someone grabbed him and pulled him away. He pulled away from here.

It's that boy.

He grabbed him and said softly, "Don't go, you will die."

He was pulled to the alley in the distance, and saw the flames suddenly ignited in the ruined temple.He stared blankly, the place where he had been meditating year after year, the place where he was obsessed with wanting to meet that eminent monk again, was burned to ashes.

Accompanied by the laughter of those people, everything was engraved into the bone marrow like ridicule.

He found the bones of the little yellow dog in front of the ruined temple.The group of people had already gone away laughing, and he knelt on the ground, holding the skeleton and weeping uncontrollably.

He buried the little yellow dog in the place where he often played in front of the ruined temple, with all his memories, happy and sad, with his obsession and admiration for the eminent monk, and with the wooden fish he knocked day and night , buried together in the cold ground, and sealed up.He turned his head, ignored the boy who was with him there, and left here alone.

He began to let himself go, he changed from a meditative boy to an unruly boy, and since then he has been wandering the streets and alleys, forgetting to return.

When we met again, it was ten years later.The years made him basically forget about the things when he was young, or he didn't want to think about it, but when that person appeared again, the memory came flooding back.The weak boy in memory turned into a handsome young man, his exquisite eyebrows and eyes opened, and his weak body became slender and powerful, but the only thing that remained unchanged was his pair of emotionless eyes.

He suddenly wanted to say, you have grown up.

That young man has changed from "the son of a lowly servant" to the feared "Prince Mu".

Only then did he realize that he was not the son of some concubine.Royal noble blood flows in his blood, he is a prince.

Then that person stayed with him for the whole life.He started to re-examine his life and beliefs from being a playboy who hangs around in Huajie.He wanted to drink by the lake, so the man built a pavilion to look at the moon.He wanted to see peach blossoms, and that man planted peach blossoms all over his house.He wanted to read scriptures, and the man sat beside him, silently waiting for him.

There seemed to be a wonderful relationship between them, but he didn't want to admit it, and he didn't dare to reveal it.

Ten years, 20 years.

From his youth to his thirties, and then to his forties, that person's brows and eyes still treated him with an indelible tenderness.

Finally, he saw his own heart clearly, he escaped into Buddhism, and used his wisdom root to create his own position in the temple.That person is still waiting for him over there.

They drank together under the moon as before.Until one day, his temples had turned white, and he began to retreat.He has learned a lot, he has learned a lot, and he suddenly finds that he has never seen his own heart clearly for decades.After leaving the customs, the first thing he did was to find him.

However, he heard the news that he died in battle.

He fell to the ground, unable to recover.

Not only did he not even see his last face, but his body had long been weathered on the cold battlefield without seeing the light of day.

And he missed so much in order to become a master.

But he went to Hades, to find the last of him.He saw him, he was not the one with frosty temples, but the boy he was back then.He was dressed in white, his body was slender and flexible, his black hair swayed gently in the wind, and his steps were so powerful.

He was suddenly in a trance, as if returning to those years, those years he missed.

He saw him walk across the Naihe Bridge, and God guided him across the Styx River and came to Sansheng.After drinking that bowl of soup, he will forget him forever, and forget their life, either joy or regret.

When he shed tears, he saw the smiling eyes of the boy who fell to the lake.For so many years, his lips that had been pressed tightly together finally smiled, this time, it was for him.

He knew from the bull head and horse face that he was willing to give up all his reincarnations in order to achieve his immortal soul, so he fell into the cold lake and never appeared in this world again.

He cried, he wanted to question the boy, why are you so stupid.But he has no chance, even if he has eternal life, he can no longer ask the boy this question.

The boy's white clothes finally extinguished the flame on the ever-burning lamp that guided him.

Then, he left Hades and began his long and lonely life of fifteen lifetimes.

The first general's mansion, he became a monk.

On the banks of the Qinghe River in the second generation, Guqin will accompany you for the rest of your life.

In the third generation, the city was chaotic, and the wind and snow waited again and again.

The ship in the Sishi Lake, the sleepless lamp on the river.

The fifth generation of the merchant family, living alone without meeting each other.

The sixth generation of Gusu City lived in a lonely and lonely life.

Seven generations of swords and swords, the soul has not returned to the city.

In the Eighth Hanshan Temple, there was a lot of rain in front of the temple.

In the ninth generation Jiangnan Town, the West Lake is cold with lanterns.

The Peach Blossom Spring for ten generations is like a floating dream.

In the tenth life, he began to feel that his life was in a trance, and he began to drift.Finally, in No.15th life, he decided to go back to the past.

He came to Hades, and exchanged his immortal soul for a chance to go back to the past.From the beginning to the present, he has affixed the word "virtual" to his name in every life.That is to say, life is nothingness, and everything is false.

Yama told him that he would forget everything until he remembered again.He said yes, and he left fifteen letters, just waiting for the day when he remembered again.

So Zhaixu, from now on, went back to the past.

Returning to the place where they met for the first time, they began to give up eternal life and get a happy life.

When he returned to that year, he saw Mu Wan's youthful and energetic appearance, and he smiled.

His body was slowly sitting up, and he used up his last memory that was about to be sealed and slowly whispered to the empty air.

"I am coming."