[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Rumors about a sad relationship

The green hills are green and emerald, with birds singing and flowers competing from time to time.

Beside the clear mountain stream, a pair of jade feet like frost and snow are submerged in the cold stream.Fragments of sunlight leaked from the treetops in the forest, and fell on the jade feet through the clear stream.The small silvery white fish in the stream kisses the flawless white jade feet from time to time, causing the owner to shake it from time to time to push away the sparkling water.

It's almost summer, and the magnolia flowers in the mountains are already in full bloom. From time to time, one or two of them fall into the stream and float down the flowing water.The crimson petals fell on the slender feet as white as jade, causing a beautiful scenery.

A tall, thin, handsome monk walked over, seeing that the owner of the jade feet was still yearning for the coldness of the stream, he couldn't help sighing softly.He stepped forward and bent down|, gently picked her up, and put her on a clean and round stone beside the stream.He took out a soft and clean handkerchief from his arms, and carefully wiped off the water on the girl's feet.Then he picked up the side socks and put them on her leisurely, and finally picked up the small and exquisite embroidered shoes and put them on the girl's feet.

The girl leaned on the monk's body, pointed to a magnolia tree not far away and said, "I heard that one is edible, isn't it?" There are countless ripples in my heart.

The monk nodded.

"Then shall we eat that today?"

The monk nodded again.

"I'm going to pick it myself."

Hearing this, the monk sighed: "The tree is so tall, how do you go up?"

"I can climb it. I used to climb trees to pick fruit."

The monk sighed again: "If so, then we'd better not eat that today."

"Why?" the girl asked puzzled.

"I don't want to have to cook and take care of someone with a broken ass."

Hearing this, the girl curled her lips and said, "I've never fallen off a tree, so I won't have a blooming ass."

The monk sighed again, and said softly, "Are you doing the same today as usual?"

Hearing this, the girl looked at him puzzled, and the monk looked at her peacefully.

"Then—" the girl looked away, and said, "Go and pick it for me."

The monk raised the cloth bag in his hand: "What do you think this is?"

The girl looked inside, her eyes widened and she burst into a burst of spring light. Inside the cloth bag were deep red magnolia flowers.

The monk held the cloth bag in one hand, and naturally took the girl's hand with the other: "Let's go."

The girl nodded, and the two left the stream.

However, in early summer, the sweet-scented osmanthus not far away has already bloomed, and the rich aroma permeates the entire valley.

In the flower garden in front of the bamboo house, there are a few fluffy ducklings strolling, and a white puppy is watching intently.Looking at it like that, it seems that it should not be a dog, but should be the same species as the group of ducks.When the girl opened the door and came out, she saw the puppy looking at the ducks, and she also looked at them with relish.

Not long after, the monk came out of the bamboo house with a bowl in his hand.The monk walked up to the girl and handed her the bowl in his hand.The girl took a look at the bowl, picked up a magnolia flower inside with chopsticks, put it in her mouth and chewed carefully, the tip of her tongue seemed to be able to feel the tenderness and fragrance of the magnolia flower.

The girl showed an extremely sweet smile, and she took another magnolia flower from the bowl and fed it to the monk's mouth. The monk opened his mouth slightly, and the flower fell into his mouth.

"Is it tasty?"

"Delicious." The monk replied, he didn't have any requirements for these things, but because the girl likes them, he gave them a little attention.

The girl obviously also knew that the monk was Aiwujiwu, so she took another flower and fed it to the monk's mouth. The monk ate it again, and the girl wanted to feed him again. The monk sighed softly, "Don't you want to eat this?"

Hearing this, the girl put the magnolia flower that was near the monk's mouth into her own mouth.

Seeing the girl happily eating magnolia flowers, the monk smiled slightly and walked to the stream not far away.The stream is clear and clear. The monk put a closed bamboo tube into the water, tied it with a rope and tied it to the tree trunk next to it.

After doing this, the monk walked to the girl again, and the girl looked at the puppy and the duckling again, as if she felt that her species should be the same as them.

The monk shook his head slightly, and gently pulled her up: "Don't squat on the ground for a long time, or you will feel dizzy after a while."

The girl was pulled up, and there was still more than half of the magnolia flowers in the bowl. She looked at the flowers in the bowl, then at the monk, and said confidently, "I can't finish it."

The monk looked at her, shook his head helplessly, took the bowl from the girl's hand, and ate it up in a short time.

The sky is full of white clouds, the sky is clear and blue, and under the bright sunlight, the whole valley exudes a golden atmosphere.The girl looked at the clouds in the sky, and suddenly pointed to one of them: "Do you think that one looks like a white camellia?"

Hearing this, the monk looked in the direction of her finger, and it really looked like the camellia that came all the way from Chengdu and was now transplanted into the small valley.

Seeing the white cloud that looked like a camellia, the monk felt soft. He looked down at the girl and asked softly, "Do you still want to see the camellia in Zhongnan Mountain?"

Hearing this, the girl showed a bright smile and nodded vigorously. Then, as if thinking of something, the smile faded away and she shook her head again.

Seeing her like this, the monk showed a very gentle and calm smile: "Then let's go to Zhongnan Mountain to see the camellias."

The girl looked at him, then at the cloud that was about to drift away, and shook her head.

The monk sighed softly, stretched out a hand, gently stroked the hair on the girl's cheek, and said softly: "It's okay, if you want to see it, we will."

"I don't want to," said the girl.

"Okay, you don't want to, I want to see it, can you go with me?"

The girl lowered her head: "I don't want to do this. Let's not go, okay? We are right here, and there are camellias here. Zhongnan Mountain is so far away, I don't want to go."

"Although Zhong Nanshan is far away, it is closer than here. Although it is near here, it is much farther than Zhongnanshan."

Hearing this, the girl curled her lips again. She turned her head to one side, looked at the puppies and ducklings playing in the flower garden, and pretended not to hear what the monk said.

Seeing her like this, the monk sighed again and did not continue this topic.

"In two days, Senior Xing will arrive in Luoyang. When he takes out He's Bi, we will go wherever you want to go."

Hearing this, the girl immediately ignored the act of pretending not to hear the monk, she turned her head to look at the monk, with melancholy and worry in her bright eyes.Seeing these eyes, the monk sighed again, and gently reached out to caress her eyes: "Don't do this, these things shouldn't appear in your eyes."

The girl lowered her eyes: "You shouldn't be here."

The monk smiled: "If you are here, I should be here."

"What if I'm not here?"

"Wherever you are, I will be there."

"No, if I go to hell, I won't let you follow me."

"The Buddha said that if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."

"That's what the Buddha said. He said he would go, it's none of your business."

"I am a follower of Buddha, so I naturally want to practice his words and deeds."

"Then I'll go for you, don't go."

"If you want to go," the monk sighed deeply, "how can I not go?"

The girl looked at the monk and didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, she asked in a very soft voice: "Is there only one way for us to go to hell?"

The monk looked at her with an infinitely gentle voice: "Of course not, we can still go to Zhongnan Mountain."

"Aren't you a monk?"

"As long as there is a Buddha in your heart, it is no different to become a monk at home."

Hearing this, the girl didn't speak for a long time. She looked in the direction of Luoyang for a long time.

The monk reached out and gently brought her gaze to him.

"Do you understand now?" The girl looked at him, her Yingying eyes sparkled, as if filled with countless threads of mist.

The monk sighed again: "I don't want to see your tears anymore."

"I didn't cry. Where are the tears? You talk nonsense."

"Okay, I'm talking nonsense, you didn't cry."

"Of course," the girl sniffed, "then have you ever cried?"

Hearing this, the monk was stunned for a moment. He thought carefully about his life. He must have cried. How could people not have tears?

He replied: "Yes."

"I think so too."

"Why do you think so?" Hearing what the girl said, the monk couldn't help asking.

"Because there is so much water in people's eyes, there will always be times when it will flow out."

Hearing such an answer, the monk laughed.

"I hope the water never comes out of your eyes, at least not for me or anyone else."

Hearing this, the girl remained silent, and looked at the monk with a pair of shining eyes, misty and dripping.

The monk sighed again. He stretched out his hand to caress the girl's back, and pulled her into his arms. A gentle and deep voice came from his chest and passed through the bones to the girl's body: "At least for now, you don't have to worry about anything." Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

The girl couldn't help but tightly grasped his hand, and buried her head in his embrace. A faint scent of incense came from his body, which was the scent that had been infected by incense all the year round.Even if he is no longer a monk in the future, the breath on his body will still not change.Like his people, no matter where he is, he is the most devout follower of Buddha.

Which is more important, me or the Buddha?The girl secretly asked in her heart.

She didn't dare to ask and didn't want to ask, let alone know the answer.Like a thief, she stole the most devout believers of the Buddha from the solemn Buddhist hall.This is her sin, her karma.

The world is safe and secure, and it is worthy of Tathagata and worthy of Qing.Suddenly, this poem popped up in her heart.

It turned out that she was not the only one who had such a question, but who got the answer?

Flowing clouds floated, and the sun gradually moved to the two of them.Under the sunlight, the shadows of the two merged into one, casting a lingering silhouette on the ground, which gradually elongated and became blurred as the sunlight moved.

People in the world, who can answer this ancient question?

The author has something to say:

The world is safe and secure, and it is worthy of Tathagata and worthy of Qing.I don't need to explain this famous saying.