Abbot Yuanmie wanted to say that Shanzai had entered the Ye Pagoda to self-examine his sins and face the wall, and Shizhu Shen was afraid that he would not be able to see him.
However, Shen Du didn't give him a chance to speak.
Before waiting for Yuanmie Abbot to give him a reply, he said lightly: "If the abbot doesn't let me see it, I will pass out and die in front of the mountain gate.
"Are you threatening my Chanyuan?!"
Abbot Yuanmie frowned and didn't answer, and a monk with a stick in the back had already raised his eyebrows, obviously disliking Shen Duo to the extreme.
But where is Shen Du going to take care of him
From the beginning to the end, it was as if he hadn't heard this, and he didn't even look away, but still stared at Yuan Mie: "Have the abbot considered it?"
As early as the last time when the Demon Dao and the Right Dao forced to the mountain gate together, the Abbot Fate Mie had experienced Shen Du's difficulties. He didn't expect that although people were seriously injured, people were more difficult to deal with than before. But Buddhism treats all sentient beings equally, whether it is to let him watch Shen Duzhong return to kill outside the mountain, or watch him die in front of the mountain gate, he can't do it.
So he finally sighed helplessly.
"Amitabha, God pity the world, my Buddha is merciful. The person that the donor Shen wants to see is already in the karma pagoda. It's just that the karma pagoda is a sin tower, one of the pagoda monks may not let you in, and the other is that the person who the donor wants to see may not be willing. meet you."
"What if he doesn't want to see me?" Shen Du laughed, and he understood that Yuan Mie didn't mean to stop him, he just said, "I want to see him, that's enough."
The monks of Tianji Temple have never seen such a brazen person, and they have never thought that many rumors that always make people's imaginations will fall to the most wise monk they can't even look up to because of this person. body.
At this time, everyone looked at him without a word.
However, Shen Du ignored all this, just said "thank you" to Abbot Yuan Mie, and walked up the steps.
On the mountain not empty, the morning light is faint.
A thin mist floated in the mountains like a veil, the bamboo sea below the mountain swayed like blue waves, and the steps up the mountain were one heavy and one heavy, and the sun was shining just after the rising, like a ladder leading to the heights.
The monks looked at each other and made way for him.
The demon of the past, whose body was covered in blood and had not yet been washed away, stepped up the stairs step by step, and for no reason, reminded everyone behind him of the attitude of another monk who returned to the temple a month ago and knelt down to the temple step by step.
The abbot was speechless.
It's just that since he agreed, he won't block it at this moment, so he just watched peacefully and sympathetically from beginning to end.
The killing outside Mountain Gate Canyon continued.
Shen Du's footsteps did not stop.
He walked through the triple mountain gate step by step, and looked at the seal characters on the mountain gate. If he understood something, but when he thought about it, he still didn't understand anything, so he remembered that the monk said that his elm wood was a knot, and he had a little bit of wisdom. None, probably true.
The corners of the robe soaked with blood left a trail of blood on the long steps, but as he walked away, it gradually dried up.
From the mountain to the mountain, Shen Du felt that he had walked for a long time.
But when I stood in front of the magnificent building of the Chanyuan and saw the lonely shadow of the Ye Pagoda, I felt that it was just such a moment.
The Tibetan Sutra Pavilion is lying in the northwest, the Thousand Buddhas Hall is sitting in the northeast, and the tall Ye Pagoda is on the southeast corner. The octagonal stupa, the old tower has the traces of wind and rain erosion, and the lines of scriptures written on it, some are still clear, some have been blurred.
The eight-sided pagoda is engraved with the members of the Tianlong tribe.
There is a tall and vigorous old tree planted beside the pagoda. The tree is full of golden flowers, piled up one by one.
On the steps under the tree, sitting cross-legged, an old monk described as withered.
When Shen Du walked down the steps, his wrinkled eyelids moved, slowly opened, and looked at him.
Shen Du stopped and looked up at the tall pagoda.
He asked, "Master, is he inside?"
The old monk glanced at his blood-covered and calm face, neither nodded nor shook his head, but only struck a sharp edge: "It's not the wind moving, it's not the flag moving, the benevolent..."
"Fuck you."
Shen Du had heard of this koan case, but he didn't want to listen to it at all. In front of this obviously not simple old monk, he sneered: "Damn 'benevolent heart'! A slap in the face If it doesn't make a sound, the wind blows the flag, and naturally the wind also moves the flag. The wind doesn't move, and the flag doesn't move. Would you mind showing it to Lao Tzu?"
"… "
The old Zen master has gone through the world and has seen many winds and rains, but Shen Du is the only one who dares to be so vulgar in front of him. He looked at Shen Du's eyes, and suddenly became speechless. In the end, he sighed and proclaimed a Buddha's name.
"Sin! Dead wood cannot be carved!"
It's just that the words come out, but what I think in my heart is: this devil, the old man can't stop it, and the hot potato should not be entangled for too long, let someone who has the ability clean it up.
So he described the withered monk and smiled.
Only leniently, Shen Du said to the front: "Ye Pagoda repents. It has always been that people inside can't go out, but it doesn't say that people outside can't enter. Since the donor comes with obsession, it's okay to enter naturally."
"… "
Is it a little too easy
Shen Du came all the way, thinking that if the bald donkeys in Tianji Chanyuan were not as savvy as the people outside, they would simply go down the mountain to recharge their batteries, or they would make a deal with Gu Zhao, build a Chanyuan together, and rob the monk. Just go.
But now it doesn't.
Looking at the old monk's seemingly ordinary but unfathomable smile, he was inevitably a little hairy, but he couldn't figure it out for a while, and he didn't feel that his dying body was worth calculating. , so I just looked at the other party, hesitated for a moment, and didn't bother to think too much.
After thinking about it for half my life, I am tired.
Now? Love who the fuck is.
Shen Du wasn't used to seeing this old bald donkey very much, so although the other party didn't embarrass him, he gave him the way, but he just raised his eyebrows without saying "thank you" and walked up the steps directly. , pushed open the closed door of the industry tower.
The seven-layered pagoda is solemn and solemn.
The sky outside the door slanted into the door, and the air was filled with shiny dust. The tall Buddha statue stood in the pagoda, with low eyebrows and eyes, and the surrounding walls were full of old and old scriptures. Occasionally see the traces left by the old swords, and I don't know if it's a hundred years or a thousand years, but it's a bit shocking to see.
It is rumored that this karma pagoda was erected by a "killing Buddha" from a long, long time ago in the Zen sect.
The relics that have been cured of the Bai Tong Poison are what He left behind after he sat down.
Shen Du never believed in gods and Buddhas, and when he entered this pagoda and saw this Buddha, he could not feel any reverence, so he was too lazy to worship, and went straight up the old wooden ladder on the other side.
The stupa gets narrower as it goes up.
He counted the layers in his mind.
When I counted to the word "seven", I felt a slight tremor in my heart, and the last step was under my feet. For a moment, he suddenly had the urge to turn around and leave.
just in case…
In case the monk really doesn't want to see him, in case his desperate rush is just wishful thinking, in case...
There are so many in case.
But what if he still likes him
Everything in the world, everything that hasn't happened yet, has endless possibilities. But if you don't dare to do it, if you don't do it, the contingency that you really look forward to in your heart will always be just the contingency.
Shen Du thought, what is there to be afraid of
The worst is just that.
"Clap."
So he stepped on it, turned two steps, and saw that familiar figure.
Surrounded by old scriptures piled high, there is an ordinary long table in the middle, two stacks of scriptures are stacked on one side, but two yellowed scriptures have been opened and spread on the table.
The monks sat cross-legged on the futon, burying their heads and transcribing scriptures.
The robe was snow-white, falling to the ground, and it was illuminated by the sky that came in through the window, as if it was also shining.
He knew he was in.
Shen Du also knew that he knew that he had come in.
It's just that at this time, standing behind and looking at his back, there is a feeling that a thousand words have been attributed to silence.
Mountains do not speak, water does not speak; you do not speak, I do not speak.
After standing in silence for a long time, he walked over and looked at the slender fingers that were still transcribing the scriptures, and the beautiful handwriting on the page.
Shen Du suddenly let out a low laugh.
He asked him, "I'm here, but you ignore me, do you want me to go?"
Shanzai didn't seem to be surprised at his arrival and questions. The hand holding the pen stopped for a moment, and without turning his head, he smiled: "Gu Zhao is a person who is worth thinking about."
I have only ever heard others use a tone of hatred or admiration to advance Gu Zhao in advance, and most of his comments went to two extremes. The demons scolded him for being insidious, despicable and scheming, and the righteous praised him for his resourcefulness and brilliance.
But it's so light, I still listen to it.
Shen Du knew what he was referring to, and only said: "He can't fight you. You have nothing to do but me, but he still has ambitions."
The monk stopped talking.
Shen Du's head grows on his neck, so it's not useless.
As early as when Gu Zhao gave him the medicine made from the killing Buddha relic, he already understood the monk's "calculation".
"I told you not to leave, but you lied and lied to me and coaxed me. In the end, you just walked away, ran back to this Lao Shizi's Tianji Temple, and took some killing Buddha relics. And you deliberately didn't save Yao Qing. Are you? Seeing me too clearly, I knew that I would definitely take the risk to find Gu Zhao. After I got the relic, I sent them directly to Pengshan... "
"I'm afraid that the surnamed Gu will be pissed off by you."
"Monk, do you say that you are a sinner, a monk, a wise man, or a fisherman who reaps the benefits?"
Shen Du knelt down behind him, stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his waist, and put his head on his shoulder: "What about you, who are you?"
"No one."
The scriptures could no longer be copied, Shanzai sighed, put down the pen lightly, and turned his head, Shen Du's pale face, still stained with some scars and blood, was in front of him.
And the corners of his lips that contained a little smile.
He lowered his eyebrows and kissed the corner of his lips naturally, and when his lips were separated, he remembered that he shouldn't do such things in the Ye Tower, so he smiled inexplicably and said lightly, "It's just someone you like. "
Shen Du's eyes turned red.
It's just that in front of the bald donkey, he was always stubborn and refused to admit defeat.
Zenzai couldn't tell the feeling in his heart at this moment, because Shen Du hugged him and leaned on his shoulder, so he could easily detect his heartbeat, his trembling, his nervousness...
And that claws like that.
The wind blew in from the outside, and a butterfly flew around in the sky light. He watched for a long time before slowly obeying his own heart and said, "Yes."
"Then do you also know that I will definitely come to you?"
"Know."
"You know I can get in too?"
"Know."
"why?"
"There are no gods and Buddhas in the world, and the Zen temple is all mortals. Humans have all kinds of emotions and desires, including joy, anger, sadness, and joy. I have searched through the Dharma and searched for the root cause, but I can't get rid of the word 'reasonable'. Besides, all the monks in the Zen temple don't want to be attached to you. No one can solve this trouble except me."
"...Is this a bit too much?"
"Um."
…
I don't know why, at this moment, Shen Du really wanted to hit people, as if back to the time when Zenzai told him "you can't beat me with one hand", this is a fucking word that people can say. ? !
Still "hmm"
Um your uncle.
Shen Du gritted his teeth and looked at him for a long time, his stomach was full of evil fire, and he almost immediately wanted to quarrel with him. Just raised his eyes and touched his warm eyes watching him, Qing Jun's outline, just like when he first saw him, was stained with a touch of moving fireworks.
He said, my heart is the Buddha's heart.
All emotions melted away at this moment, and were replaced by a strange sourness that spread in his chest.
The monk's broad back was pressed against his hot chest, Shen Du blinked, suddenly he didn't dare to look at him, just put his forehead on his neck with the Buddha beads hanging on it, and said slowly: "You said that there is never a real person in the world. God and Buddha, there is only one word for goodness. You also promised that you won't leave if I die. I don't want you to break your word. I should stay. But I don't believe in gods, Buddhas, or kindness, and I don't want to shave bald. Be a monk…”
Zenzai looked out the window silently.
A drop of hot tears fell on his neck. Shen Du lowered his head and lowered his eyes, like a brand, and kissed the beads on the back of his neck: "Monk, I only believe in you. You take refuge in Buddha, and I take refuge in you, okay?"
It should be the worry-free flower in the Zen courtyard, right
A small butterfly, flapping its light wings, passed by the narrow side window many times, and finally flew in.
Zenzai stretched out his hand, and the butterfly stopped at his fingertips.
At this moment, he suddenly couldn't tell whether he was the resting butterfly or the blooming heart flower, and he just laughed slowly.
The light of the sky penetrated into the eyes of wisdom, as clear as glass.
Then I heard myself muffled and peaceful: "…Okay."
The butterfly flew in and out again.
The clear sky is high and clear and blue, and on the mountain, the worry-free flowers that have been blooming for more than a month have already bloomed, and the golden and red colors are piled up on the branches, as if a series of golden clouds are piled on the top of this Buddha. .
The karma tower is towering, but the Buddha just smiled.
Thousands of sins, but finally a word of conversion.
That's all.