My cat has the throne

Yuhua Temple is located on the top of the mountain. The winding mountain road can't stop the pilgrims from praying for their wishes, and the front hall is full of incense and crowds.

"Benefactor, ask for a lottery?" Miao Zhu put his hands together and asked Fu Si.

Fu Si nodded and reached out to take it, but Miaozhu covered the stick, "The benefactor has not yet shown his heart to the Buddha." His eyes pointed to the merit box in the center of the Buddhist hall.

Before worshiping, devout men and women will put "merits" into the merit box, as if they can appeal to the gods and Buddhas in order to obtain blessings.

"Is the god and Buddha in the temple or in the box?" Fu Sizhao asked Miao Zhu, "Did the god and Buddha entrust you to collect merits, or did you set up a threshold privately so that the good faith should show your heart like this."

Miao Zhu let him say that he couldn't hold back his face, and became angry from embarrassment: "If the heart is sincere, the spirit! If the people don't worship sincerely, how can they think of the Buddha's blessing!"

Fu Si sneered, the temple in front of him had big arms and round waists, and it was indeed "enshrined" in an extremely comfortable way.

"Which one of these people did not come with scented oil candles? These are not offerings? Taking a step back, even if the person who comes is empty-handed, how do you know that he is not sincere? Could it be that the gods and Buddhas only bless the rich and the rich, but not the poor and suffering? The so-called sincerity , just a yellow and white thing?"

Miao Zhu was at a loss for words for a while, and looked up and down Fu Si's appearance. Fu Si was wearing casual clothes today, and it was difficult to hide his temperament. Miao Zhu didn't dare to argue with him, let go of the stick, and murmured: "Benefactor, please...please..."

Fu Si didn't reach out her hand anymore, and looked at Miao Zhu, "You're the one who signed the papers?"

Miao Zhu was terrified by his awe-inspiring gaze, "Yes... yes, poor monks are used to undoing lottery..."

Fu Si shook his head: "If you are an ordinary person, how can you understand God's will?"

Miao Zhu blushed.

Turning around and standing under the Buddha, Fu Si raised his eyes, and the gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas looked down on all living beings with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

Fu Si is not a lawless and arrogant person. Even though he has seen many miraculous phenomena in that world that can be explained with wisdom, he still respects gods and Buddhas and believes that God is indeed merciful and merciful.

But people are not gods, and they cannot justly fulfill the wishes of others.If one desires something, one should not place one's hopes on the good and bad words fabricated by the secular people.

Cause and effect are free, seen in the heart.

For example, a virtuous concubine who devotes half her life to the Buddha, but knows she is wrong is wrong, and she cannot escape the karma in her heart.

Fu Si felt suddenly enlightened——

If you want something in your heart, if you can achieve it, why do you need to ask gods and ghosts?The direction of the heart, to move forward, is enough.

He suddenly felt that there was no need to talk to the wise abbot that Concubine Xian had mentioned.

Just as he was about to leave the temple, a young novice asked Fu Si to stay for a while, saying that the abbot invited the almsgiver to meet him in the meditation room.

Fu Si said that there is no need to meet if there is no fate, but the novice insisted, saying that the abbot and the benefactor are old friends, and the fate is deep.

old friend?How can there be an old friend here?

The front hall was crowded with people, but as we walked deeper into the temple, the voices of people gradually disappeared.

Also different from the green bamboos and flowers on both sides of the mountain road, Fu Si was guided by a monk to the abbot's meditation room in the backyard.There is only ankle-length grass in front of and behind the house, and the eyes are overgrown. It is different from the customs of Chu State, and it has a unique scenery.

The novice leading the way clasped his hands together: "Benefactor, preside over the cultivation of body and mind, and don't like crowds. The monk will leave now, and the benefactor can knock on the door to see each other."

Fu Si nodded, turned around and looked at the so-called abbot's meditation room——

It's just a simple wooden house with bamboo doors, the roof is covered with rainproof felt, which is very different from other buildings with blue tiles and white walls.

Fu Si stepped forward to knock on the door, bent his fingers, and as soon as the backs of his fingers touched the door, the bamboo door swung open instantly, and then a bamboo arrow came through the wind, Fu Si subconsciously tilted his head, barely avoiding it.

Then the second and third shots were fired at the same time, with a ferocious force, one up and one down, one left and one right, Fu Si twisted and jumped up, jumped between the two arrows, and landed and stood behind the person who made the move.

——The man was dressed in patchwork clothes, with a thin back, his hair was never shaved or tied up, it was disheveled, and it was obvious from head to toe.

"Your Excellency is..." Fu Si instinctively felt that he was definitely not the opponent's opponent, and the trick just now was just a small temptation, so he took the initiative to ask for his identity.

"Why don't you fight back?"

The voice sounded familiar.

"Your Excellency's skills are profound, and I have no power to fight back." Fu Si replied.

"Heh, I've learned hypocrisy in the capital... I just learned the tricks, haven't I already seen it?"

Fu Si was silent.

When I was in a crisis just now, I didn't have time to take a closer look. Now I turned my head and looked at the three bamboo arrows nailed to the door. There was no point at all——

They are all broken from the joints, neat and smooth.Such a blunt bamboo head can sharply break through the tightly seamed bamboo door panels, which shows that the person who made the move has a profound skill.

This method made Fu Si think of two people——

One is his father, Emperor Kang Yuan, who is skilled in archery and can pierce the eyes of animals; the other is his second brother Fu Yi, who can cut off bamboo branches with his bare hands.

So what does this person have to do with the two?He claimed to be an old man, so what was his relationship with Fu Si?

Although the abbot turned his back to Fu Si, he seemed to know that his face was troubled, and he sighed: "Farewell to Shuzhou, I haven't seen you for many years."

Fu Si's heart shook violently.

He has no relatives or friends in Shuzhou, and the only one who can say goodbye for so many years is the knight-errant master who taught him horseback riding and martial arts——

Although he never let Fu Si call him a teacher.

Now the time has passed and the situation has changed, traveling around the world, the wanderer like a wild crane has become the abbot of Yuhua, a famous temple.

Where should this matter begin?

Fu Si's mind was filled with a lot of words, and only one sentence came out of his mouth: "Master came to Beijing to look for someone, did you ever find him?"

Fu Si didn't ask who he was looking for, but because of what he said earlier, he knew in his heart that it was just one of the two.

The abbot was the same as before, after a long silence, he answered briefly: "I found it."

"Master failed to take him away, but he stayed behind."

"Yes."

"Master said that he didn't want to stay in one place for a long time... After leaving Shuzhou, there will be more than five years."

"Yes."

Fu Si wanted to ask again, but the abbot didn't give him a chance to continue, and asked instead: "Just now, what do you want to ask for in the front hall?"

Fu Si hesitated for a moment, then replied: "One person, safe."

Ask for one person, ask for peace, ask for that person's safety.

But Fu Si later figured it out, asking for help is better than asking for oneself——

If you ask for one person, you will go to that person; if you ask for peace, you will strengthen yourself and stay away from disasters;

The abbot laughed softly and said: "When I was young, I said that I wanted to live in a luxurious house, have no worries about food and clothing, and be accompanied by beautiful women. You have not changed your ambition for many years."

Shangqian is indeed a beauty, and he takes good care of him.Fu Si also smiled, "Isn't it great that the original intention remains the same?"

The abbot said: "It is very good, but the stubbornness at the beginning has become an obsession—your family is all obsessed."

Fu Si: "I would like to hear the details."

"It's not time yet, so I'm afraid I can't tell you too much. I also want to ask you, is there really only one person, safe?"

"Yes."

"If you are with the world, you can choose between the two?"

"Don't change your mind."

"If you and the world are in danger, the two are in danger, and only one will survive. It's up to you to choose?"

"...Why do you ask this?"

The abbot asked several questions in succession. Fu Si blurted out the first two questions without thinking, but he hesitated for the last question.

Jiangshan imperial power, he doesn't want people to inherit it naturally.The state of Chu is prosperous and the people are safe, and the country is stable.The grassland tribes were destroyed by Wu many years ago, and Chu State also contributed a lot to it.

Now Chu and Wu are divided into courts and coexist peacefully.The state of Chu is not inferior to the state of Wu in terms of wealth, and its military equipment is not far behind.

The abbot seemed to be deeply satisfied with Fu Si's hesitation, and he laughed loudly. In the laughter, Fu Si returned to the days in the mountains and rivers of Shuzhou in a trance, and saw the free-roaming ranger like Hai Dongqing again——

You Xia said: "Chu State still wants you to save him... He still needs you to save him after all. Son, I regret to tell you that your wish may not come true."

Fu Si's heart trembled, and he asked: "What exactly is Master's intention!"

The other party said profoundly: "You will always know." Then the conversation suddenly changed——

"The people in that world are nice, right? But after all, they don't belong to you... Originally, they didn't belong to you..."

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry, I went to my grandparents' house after I got home. I didn't spend much time with the elderly, so I was reluctant to use it for coding. I didn't start writing until they fell asleep. I only sent it out at this time, and I will post it tomorrow (Slide kneel apologize