The moon comes to take pictures

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and it has already entered winter in a flash. In the mountains, there are only green pines and cypresses.Yuan Junyu opened the bamboo window and looked into the mountain temple from a distance. He could only see the blue smoke floating from the wall, and the reverberation of the bronze bell echoed in the morning wind.

He turned around to brush and ink, and there were still messy letters on the desk.Although Yuan Junyu gave up the jade seal, he still had to refuse countless contacts.A while ago, a letter came from the capital, Cui Zhu's godfather beheaded, but he was safe and sound, and became the most popular grandson in front of the ancestors.Yuan Junyu was no longer interested in these pursuits of fame and fortune, and never replied to any letters or invitations.

There are other letters waiting for him, these letters are like waste paper in his eyes, and finally all sent to the temple for filling.

Life on the mountain was nothing unusual. Yuan Junyu wrote some articles in his spare time, and when he got interested, he made two paintings. Although no one appreciated them, he felt that it was good to have a wonderful hand and no one would know about it.Occasionally, the little novice monk in the temple came to visit with his piano in his arms, and he did not hesitate to teach him all his talents.Naturally, after teaching, he wanted to hear about Ning Ruichen's recent situation.

"Tan Yue asks this, why don't you go and find my junior brother," Ming Jing now changed his taste, holding a cup of hot sugar water in his hand, and holding a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake until his knees were full of scum, "it's better to tell him face to face than to tell him."

Yuan Junyu plucked the strings thoughtfully: "Don't you know that when the water is full, it will overflow, and when the moon is full, it will lose." If you go too much, it will be annoying, and the bad intentions will also make people peep.

Mingjing didn't understand, and when it was time to go back, he picked up the imitation Tangqin: "There will be a Dharma meeting in the temple tomorrow, so go and sit for a while, that's okay."

In the eyes of the monks in the temple, Yuan Junyu is the same as other monks living in the temple, except that he has a bland temper and does not like to laugh. In addition, he has a skill in music, and the monks in the temple also invite him When discussing Dao, he never shirks, no matter how high or low he is, he is always modest and polite, and he is indeed an indifferent gentleman.

Mingjing thought, holding the piano and looking behind him again. He knew that Yuan Junyu cared about Ning Ruichen, and he also knew that he stood up when his friends were in trouble, much like those knights. Brother Ning will be enshrining in the Daxiong Palace tomorrow, and I went to tell the abbot again the other day, I don’t know when he will be ordained? Alas, in fact, he is like this, so it’s not a sign... Alas, the monk is so greedy, he is also a sign..."

He shook his head while talking, holding his piano bag, and walked out slowly.

The sugar water on the table was gradually getting cold, Yuanjun Yumu sat for a long time before getting up to clean up. He didn't know what he was thinking all day long, so he played the piano twice, and seeing the sun was setting, he hurriedly washed and went to sleep.He got up early the next morning, and saw smoke rising from the temple in the distance through the window, so he went out at this time.

The gate of the mountain has been opened, and there are not many people in the temple. Just looking down from the high stone platform, you can see the pilgrims climbing up, scales clustered together, and shadows overlapped together.Yuan Junyu took three sticks of incense and lighted them casually in the incense burner outside the main hall. With a glance, he saw the familiar figure in the main hall a few steps away.

At lunchtime, Yuan Junyu stopped him.

There was no one in the back kitchen, Ning Ruichen brought a plate of willow leaf buns, and rolled his eyes: "Brother Yu, why don't you say anything when you come to the Dharma meeting in the temple."

Yuan Junyu sat down, "I think the one hundred and eight worries you told me before, after I went back, I was in a daze all day long, thinking of myself, I am afraid that there are more than these one hundred and eight worries, and I can't treat it as nothing. I know today It's Buddha's Christmas, so let's see if there is any way to resolve it."

Ning Ruichen hesitated for a while, then asked, "What's your trouble?"

The bell outside the dining hall suddenly rang, and it was the beginning of the fasting. Ning Ruichen suddenly felt inexplicably anxious, and turned his head to look out the window from time to time.

Yuan Junyu sat quietly, and suddenly said something else: "I went to see Zhang Shenxiu a while ago, he seemed to be crazy, and he didn't talk much."

"Well," Ning Ruichen hesitated to speak, "after all..."

"Later, I heard that a family gave birth to a son with a gold ingot in his mouth and cinnabar on his forehead." Yuan Junyu saw that his expression was dodging, and continued, "My fellow practitioner asked him to go and have a look, but he didn't go either. Later, the madness got better, but I still didn’t talk much.”

"……Um."

"Sometimes he would say a sentence or two, all of which were dramas. I heard him say the most that day, and it touched me deeply."

Ning Ruichen couldn't help asking, "Which sentence?"

Yuan Junyu was dumbfounded again, and it took him a long time to say: "He said... the blue bridge is close."

Here, what are you talking about is not a blue bridge? Sure enough, just after saying this sentence, Ning Ruichen bounced up as if his heart was burned: "I, I will go back and ask Master to recite the scriptures..."

Yuan Junyu didn't move, watching Ning Ruichen pretending to be calm: "Didn't you want to solve my troubles?"

"How can I have this ability... I just..."

"I was deeply troubled. I just felt that I was hitting a wall on the left and right, as if I fell into the bottom of a well, with only a blue sky above my head, and I was helpless." Yuan Junyu said softly: "Ruier is proficient in Buddhism, but he knows how to explain the four words 'wishful wishing' ?”

Ning Ruichen blushed in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "It's all, it's all confusion."

"The obscuration... is also empty?" Yuan Junyu thought carefully, saw him nodding his head, and then turned his heart down and said: "If everything in the world is empty, then why bother to be obsessed with being born?"

Ning Ruichen wanted to leave, but Yuan Junyu didn't let him go, and chased after him a few steps: "You are like this... Didn't you come out of the maze and enter a new maze?"

Ning Ruichen stopped in embarrassment, was stunned for a while, and argued: "No, no, how can you say that taking refuge is an obsession."

He was stunned for a moment, and then there was another loud bell, and he woke up: "I have to go."

Yuan Junyu stood where he was: "Because you can't argue, so you have to run away?"

He was considered an aggressive general, Ning Ruichen frowned slightly, obviously fighting again in his heart.

Yuan Junyu said in a low voice: "The Heart Sutra says that emptiness is form, and form is emptiness."

Ning Ruichen lowered his eyes, and subconsciously flicked the beads on his bracelet a few times: "Yes..."

The smile on Yuan Junyu's face was faint, and she approached quietly, bringing her hue to the extreme, and murmured in his ear: "Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. Since everything is emptiness, why do you dodge and go away immediately?" ?Since confusion and obstacles are also empty, why seek the method of escape from the world?"

"I, I..." Ning Ruichen became confused, and when he became confused, he became indiscriminate: "You, you are irrational, clearly..."

Yuan Junyu insisted on looking straight into his eyes, and said in a sticky tone, "Mingming, you can't bear to part with me, right?"

"It's clear, you just can't be empty, right? Day and night, you can't forget me, right?" Taking advantage of Ning Ruichen's empty space, Yuan Junyu moved closer and touched his cheek: "I like this , yes or no?"

"No... I—"

Their mouths were almost touching again, Ning Ruichen trembled, as if he had been tormented, he took two steps back in a daze, and ran out staggeringly.