Poor monks do not break the precepts

Separated by a door, there are two worlds inside and outside the house. The ice and snow on the suffering monk's robe melted as soon as he entered the house.Perhaps it was because the room was too hot and dry, Xu Sheng only wore a thin coat, but his cheeks were still rosy.When he walked to the side of Suffering, Suffering actually felt the warmth coming from under the plain white monk's robe, and the vast aura floating between his skin, and the purity of the genuine aura was far superior to his own.

"You..." Suffering was amazed by Xu Sheng's internal strength, and the words were swallowed back into his stomach, and he said calmly, "No wonder Xu Ji always runs towards you in winter."

Shaolin’s seniors’ suffering is lower than that of the abbot, but martial arts is much higher than that of the abbot. It’s just that most of the suffering martial arts came before becoming a monk, and Xuankong didn’t want it to be abolished after he became a monk. Many will still talk about the former Dharma host Master Kuhai.

Xu Sheng is well versed in the basics of suffering, and he also knows that he has just finished training, and his whole body is still full of qi, so he can't hide the suffering, but he doesn't deliberately hide it. Brother Xu Ji under the restraint of the sky."

"He is about the same age as you, so he naturally loves to spend more time with you, which is normal." Suffering pressed Zigui's shoulder, and said with a kind smile, "I'll talk to your master, and you can do your homework."

Zigui underestimated his innocence, so he agreed silently, and hurriedly folded his palms together and said, "Young disciple and grandson, leave." After finishing speaking, he tiptoed to take the half-copied Heart Sutra from the desk, tiptoeing like a thief who has done something wrong. He ran out of the study in small steps, and glanced at the rare visitor in the room when he closed the door.

As if there was no one else in the room, Xu Sheng concentrated on copying the remaining Prajna Heart Sutra. Suffering is also interesting. He came here in the snow to know something, but he sat cross-legged on the Zen chair and recited the scriptures calmly.

The brush strokes on the paper are as strong as before, and the size is the same, but the speed of Xu Sheng's strokes has changed, so no matter how well he conceals it, his agitation can still be seen through suffering.

Xu Sheng put down his pen, tidied up the mess on the desk, and then slowly said: "I don't know why Master Uncle is looking for me?"

"Senior Brother Kujie suddenly feels unwell, and I want you to take a look at him."

Compared with suffering and leisurely behavior, Xu Sheng was obviously much more worried. After hearing this, he immediately put down what he was doing, turned around and took out the medicine box, and found a porcelain bottle of multi-made common pills in the cabinet, "It's freezing and snowy, so uncle doesn't need to come in person. It would be good to let a few senior brothers pass on the message. Since it is the abbot's business, my apprentice and nephew dare not delay."

With a worried brow, Misery sighed slightly, and said: "Recently there have been many unnecessary fights in the martial arts, even around Jishi Mountain. Xudao and the others are busy these days to quell disputes, and they are rarely in the temple."

Xu Shengren has not yet come out of the Cliff of No Return, but his eyes and ears are all over the martial arts world. Naturally, he knows that the world is chaotic, and he said quietly: "Everyone is just fascinated by the appearance, and when the truth is revealed, they will see nothing."

As soon as the words fell, Su Kuanmu smiled and said: "Yes, the truth will come to light one day." Suddenly he paused, stared at Xu Sheng meaningfully, and said slowly: "Among your senior brothers, your heart is counted." It is the quietest and can practice for many years in Wuwangya."

"Master Uncle Miraculously, this disciple is not strong enough, so he has to rely on Wuwangya's desperate practice, how can he compare with his senior brothers." Xu Sheng picked up the medicine box on his back, pushed open the door of the study, looked back and said: "Uncle, please."

Since the beginning of autumn, Kujie's body has been not very refreshed. Sometimes he feels short of breath, distressed, and has difficulty breathing. Although Kuhai is taking care of him, he still doesn't get better.Two days ago when the auspicious snow came, Ku Jie suddenly fell ill, Suffering and Ku Hai took care of him beside his bed for several days, it was really incurable, the two wanted to see Xu Sheng after discussing it.

Kujie's small pavilion is cold all year round, no matter when it is cold in the twelfth lunar month, it is extremely warm now.Xu Sheng had just stepped into the room for a while, his forehead was gradually covered with a layer of dense beads, he took off his outer shirt and walked to the bed.The old man on the couch looked like a haggard wood, his breathing was rapid and disorderly, his eyes were closed tightly, and he looked very uncomfortable.Xu Sheng put two fingers lightly on Ku Jie's veins, his heart turned cold, the time limit was approaching, and the gods could not save him, even if Yu Qiongsheng was used to continue his life, it would be in vain.

Xu Sheng sighed secretly and slowly withdrew his hand, slowly clenched it into a fist, shook his head at the anxious two people beside him, and said with the same cold expression: "Uncle Master, let's make the medicine according to the original prescription."

There is no need to say it clearly, the suffering and the sea of ​​suffering are already clear, and they all said together in unison: "Amitabha."

"Disciple, leave." Seeing that he couldn't help, Xu Sheng picked up the medicine box and planned to leave, but suddenly he heard someone calling him in a low voice behind him, turned around and said in surprise: "Master?" The master's call was sincere, Xu Sheng was practical Although the master is Xuankong, Kujie's kindness to him in nurturing him when he was young is also unforgettable.

Kujie stood up with difficulty, leaned weakly on the pillow, "You are here." There are many disciples of Kujie, and the most respected disciple is Xu Sheng, even if later Xu Sheng invited himself to practice on Wuwangya, and worshiped him Under Xuankong's seat, he still loves this disciple unabated.Therefore, before the consummation of one's merits and virtues, one can see the empty life again, even though one's heart has returned to the Buddha, one's heart is still full of joy.

Xu Sheng has always had a serious temper, but he couldn't hold it back at this time, and knelt down on the ground, with endless sorrow overflowing from his throat, "The disciple is not filial, so he came to visit the master."

Ku Jie's hand caressed the back of Xu Sheng's head, and said with a kind smile: "Filial piety is beyond words, respect is beyond words."

The more he was treated with kindness, the more Xu Sheng bowed his back.Ku Jie coughed and said: "I have something to say to Xu Sheng." As soon as he finished speaking, the sea of ​​bitterness and suffering had retreated outside the pavilion, he closed the door softly, Ku Jie smiled and said: "Get up and sit next to Wei Shi. "After that, he forced himself to sit cross-legged, completely ignoring his illness.

"Master." Xu Sheng held the hand with distinct joints, as thin as a dead branch that fell to the ground in winter, rough, dry and cold.

Ku Jie let out a long sigh, and then slowly said: "If I want to say it, I guess Master Xuankong has already persuaded you, and I'm afraid you won't listen to me if I say more. You were a child with Buddha nature since you were young, and you have been playing tricks on others. Give you Buddha's fate."

A pair of lips that are good at defending were tightly closed, and Xu Sheng calmly said for a long time: "Master knows."

Ku Jie slightly nodded, and calmly said: "I can't hide it."

Xu Shengfu, who had just stood up, knelt down again, his tone was flat, but he could not hear any regrets, "I am willing to be punished by the temple rules for breaking the precept."

With a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, Ku Jie said indifferently: "No matter how heavy the stick of the commandment temple is, you won't be able to realize it. It's just adding blood to other people's hands." One day, I will go to the Buddha to repent, so why do I need a hundred sticks?"

"The disciple will not be able to realize it in the end?" Xu Sheng didn't mean to raise an argument, but the path he chose had to turn back, and it was impossible in the end.

Kujie didn't see any disappointment when he heard the words, and said detachedly: "If the sky is destined, it's useless to force it."

Xu Sheng looked down at the Buddhist beads in Ku Jie's hand, and asked jokingly: "Master, isn't he afraid that his disciples will insult Shaolin's reputation?"

"The form and appearance are all empty, so why be afraid of the vulgar words."

Xu Sheng smiled slightly and sighed: "There is nothing in my heart, but people in the world are blind, just look at the hidden world villa."

Ku Jie slowly raised his eyes to look at Xu Sheng for a while, but there was still no ups and downs in his eyes, he smiled lightly, and said calmly: "If there is such a day, it is just a test for Shaolin, it has nothing to do with people, just treat it with a smile That's it." Ku Jie smiled kindly and warmly, "I believe in you as a teacher, and I must act properly."

The snow was rustling outside the house, and the highlighted house was exceptionally quiet. Time passed as the two looked at each other. Long Jiu Xusheng straightened up, walked to the center in front of the couch, and nodded three times.If it is said that reprimands are quite deterrent to others, then for Xu Sheng, the soft words of admonishment are even more shocking, even if he has made up his mind already, at this time there is still a slight wavering.

Ku Jie sat cross-legged all the time, saw Xu Sheng get up, and said slowly: "It's rare for you to go down the mountain, since you're free today, stay and recite the scriptures a few times with your teacher." Xu Sheng knelt down without saying a word, just said "Yes" word.

Standing under the eaves of the sea of ​​bitterness and misery, I heard the voice of chanting sutras getting weaker and weaker, from two voices to one voice, until it became silent.Not long after, the door behind him was slowly opened, Xu Sheng walked out heavily from the room, glanced left and right, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master...is sitting down." Before he finished speaking, Xu Sheng was suddenly squeezed away , and then a mournful call came from the room.

Xu Sheng bypassed the treasure hall in a daze, walked through the temple, and walked to a place outside the West Garden where there were no more people.His legs suddenly weakened, he staggered two steps, his back bumped into the cold bluestone red wall, his body gradually slid down, and finally he was sitting in the cold snow, beside the footsteps that were deep in the snow and walking step by step.

The sudden [-] bells not only cast a haze on the hearts of the monks in Shaolin Temple, but also made the people at the foot of Jishi Mountain tremble and mourn.The death of Shaolin abbot Kujie spread throughout the martial arts within a day, and everyone who knew him felt sad and sad. The few martial arts people who had only met each other were also sad. Even the court was greatly surprised, and Emperor Meng even personally After writing a mourning letter, he was rushed to Shaolin six hundred miles away.When Huai Mingmo heard the news, he was on his way back to Liu County, and immediately asked Zheng Fengnian and Xin Li to rush to Liu County day and night.

For seven days in a row, Xu Sheng locked himself in the thatched hut and refused to see anyone. Whether it was Chen Xiang who came anxiously after hearing the news, or the Huaxing Tower who turned back, the visitors who were sincere or false were all eaten up. Close the door, only drink the cold water served in the cup outside the house, and finally see no one.Xu Sheng's abnormal behavior alarmed Wuzhi upstairs and downstairs. Mr. Bianji and Mr. Gong asked to see him successively but failed. Even Xiao Quhua and Shi Guan who were hidden behind the scenes couldn't ignore it, and they still couldn't see the landlord.

It was not until the afternoon of the seventh day, when the first frost and snow fell, that Xu Sheng opened the door and walked out of the withered grass hut.Chen Xiang saw that the complexion of the landlord of his house was still the same, and he didn't look haggard, so he was a little relieved, and he didn't dare to delay for a moment to send the letter to Wuxue Academy.

As the twelfth lunar month became more and more cold, Xu Sheng still only wore a thin monk's robe, glanced at Chen Xiang, and said calmly: "Everyone has already arrived in Shaolin."

"The head of the Yangming sect and the master of Jianzong arrived three days ago, and Ji Duorui and An Jingyue just arrived in Shaolin this morning." Chen Xiang was silent for a while and waited for Xu Sheng to ask, but Xu Sheng didn't care much as if nothing happened. Inadvertently flattened his mouth and said, "Mr. Ji is riding here with Taoist Shiku. The other two masters of the Ji family couldn't come because they couldn't get away." Others don't even look down on Chen Xiang, so it's not worth mentioning.

Xu Sheng responded silently, "Master Ji's family, Ji Duorui is here alone?"

A trace of cunning appeared on Chen Xiang's face, as if he was complaining for Ji's family: "It's not you, the landlord, who caused such a lot of trouble for the Hidden World Villa. Where are the elders of Ji's parents and juniors, they still come to visit Jishi Mountain."

Chen Xiang has always been happy and angry, and even Xu Sheng saw her laughing only a few times, so now she is joking with a blank expression, the picture is really weird.Xu Sheng looked at the ancient cypress with his hands behind his back for a long time, and suddenly he raised his hand, and the string of Buddha beads swaying in the wind flew around his right wrist in an instant, and said in a cold tone: "You are getting more and more courageous, dare to test me .”

"My subordinates dare not." Chen Xiang immediately lowered his eyes, his face still pale, and flinched slightly while holding the Chihong sword, "Mr. Gong will send you a flying letter of Mr. Huai's whereabouts every day, that's why my subordinates didn't report it, so I didn't say anything." I didn't mean to test you."

The screaming gyrfalcon circled several times in the air, and suddenly rushed down fiercely like a thief star, and hit Xu Sheng directly.But just within a short distance between the two sides, the Gyrfalcon suddenly slowed down and landed on Xu Sheng's shoulder like a bird.When Xu Sheng took off the note from its feet, the overlord soaring in the sky made a cooing sound, which didn't stop until Xu Sheng stroked his chest.

Xu Sheng squinted at the words on the note, and chased people away: "Huai Mingmo arrived in Liu County in the afternoon. Recently, there are many martial arts practitioners going to Shaolin, you should hide well, don't underestimate the enemy and be discovered by others, it will only cause trouble."

"Yes, this subordinate will leave." Before the words finished, Chen Xiang had disappeared.