I cross the cold pond

Early in the morning of the second day, before dawn, Shen Di opened the door energetically and walked out. He passed the corridor with wind in his footsteps.

Passing by a few young men in a hurry, Shen Di stopped the young men and asked: "Why are you in such a hurry early in the morning?"

The boy replied: "Didn't someone die in the house yesterday? Today there will be servants coming to the house. The housekeeper asked us to prepare meals for the guests and the servants."

Shen Di asked: "Is the housekeeper familiar with the government servants in the city?"

The servant replied: "Hey, if someone from our housekeeper comes to the door, we must always do our best and say that the visitor is the guest, so don't let people fall into the trap."

Shen Di asked: "According to your opinion, what is the relationship between the housekeeper and the good man?"

The little servant was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little surprised by this question: "Of course it's the best.

No one in this radius knows that the Great Kindness is a living Buddha who came to the world. "

Shen Di asked: "You said that the great virtuous man came to the world as a living Buddha, but he is not a living Buddha after all. Doesn't he have the emotions of ordinary people?"

When Shen Di asked here, a younger servant who had been standing by suddenly interrupted: "I'll listen to the housekeeper.

Shen Di looked at him: "Oh? What's your relationship with the butler Dong Bo?"

This boy was young, and there was still baby fat on his face. He stretched out his hand and scratched his hair, and whispered: "I am a distant relative of Dong Bo's family."

Shen Di took out a piece of crispy candy from his pocket: "I haven't had breakfast yet, I ate this crispy candy yesterday and it tastes good."

The young boy took the candy and thanked him with a smile.

Shen Di asked again: "Then tell me about some interesting things that Uncle Housekeeper told you."

The young boy stuffed the candy into his mouth, puffed his mouth and said vaguely: "A few years ago when I was young, the housekeeper celebrated the Spring Festival, and the housekeeper started drinking and chatting."

Shen Di asked: "How long can you remember? What did he say at that time?"

The boy said: "Because the housekeeper's eyes were red at that time, so I have a relatively deep memory."

Shen Di nodded: "Huh?"

The servant said again: "Uncle the housekeeper said that if there hadn't been that incident, a good man should have a full house of children and grandchildren, and the whole family would be happy."

Shen Di pondered for a long time upon hearing the words, and had never heard of a fruitless emotional experience of a great benevolent person.

He nodded to the boy.

The two boys laughed and laughed at each other.

"You're talking nonsense, why haven't I heard about this matter?"

"You sure don't know as much as I do. I'm Dong Bo's favorite person."

Shen Di bid farewell to the two laughing servants, absorbing this new information while walking.

He was still walking and glanced back at the two boys who were still fighting and walking forward.

The relationship in the house seemed so relaxed, the housekeeper should be a harsh person, he thought he could go to the housekeeper later to ask about the past of the great good man.

When Shen Di passed by the front yard, he saw Monk An meditating in the yard, chanting sutras to the corpse of Xiao Qi who died last night.

Shen Di thought for a moment, walked over, and knelt on a futon beside Liao An.

"Master An."

Shen Di whispered.

"Amitabha."

Liao An opened his eyes and looked at Shen Di beside him.

Shen Di knew that she was not a famous person, so she immediately opened her mouth and reported her family name: "Fu Anmen Shen Di."

Liao An clasped his hands together and nodded to him: "Benefactor Shen."

Shen Di responded with a clasped hand: "Does Master An get up early in the morning to chant scriptures for Mr. Xiao?"

Liao'an clasped his hands together: "The dead in vain will ascend to bliss early."

Shen Di asked: "Is Master familiar with Mr. Xiao Qi?"

Li An replied: "I heard a little bit."

Shen Di nodded: "Then I don't know if I can ask how the master and the great virtuous man met?"

Liao'an played a Zen machine: "It's all good luck."

Shen Di actually didn't understand much, but she still smiled very politely.

Only then did An add another sentence: "Good people have the fate of Buddha."

Shen Di nodded and said: "Indeed, I bumped into two servants in the house this morning, and they also said that the good man is a well-known living Buddha who came to the world from a few miles around here."

After hearing An Wenyan's words, he smiled kindly and kindly: "It's not true that good people do have Buddha's destiny."

Shen Di wondered: "Oh? May I ask how the master said this?"

Ann chatted about the past——

"More than 20 years ago, I was a young monk in Tuoyun Temple.

I still remember that night of violent storms and floods caused by months of rain, and countless poor people were displaced from their homes.

That night, Master and I were praying in front of the Buddhist hall. Near midnight, we suddenly heard someone knocking on the gate of the temple.

The master ordered me and my brother to open the door with lamps. My brother and I guarded the sporadic fire in the storm to open the gate of the temple.

That was the first time I met He Zhen He benefactor.

At that time, benefactor He was in his early twenties, knocking on the door of the temple alone in disheveled clothes.

When my brother and I opened the door, Benefactor He staggered, and fell to the ground wearily after a few strokes, muttering a lot of nonsense to himself.

My senior brother and I went up to investigate, only to find out that this person has suffered from a cold, and he may have fainted from fever.

After I explained the reason to Master, Master arranged for Master He to live in a wing room.

He ordered me and my brother to take care of this sudden patient in exchange.

It was three days later that He Benefactor really woke up.

It was a rare sunny day. When he opened his eyes and saw me getting out of bed with a plop, he knelt down on the ground. He said to me in a hoarse voice, "Master, I want to shave or become a monk." '"

Liao An paused at this point.

Shen Dizai asked in this moment of tranquility: "He Dashan once went to Tuoyun Temple to become a monk when he was in his 20s, but he failed in the end, so Master, you said that he may not really have a deep connection with Buddhism?"

An continued to say——

"My master told the great virtuous man at that time that he was not in the secular world, and he still had things that he hadn't let go of, so he was only allowed to practice on his behalf.

He ate and lived with us in Tuoyun Temple for several months.

One day we were reciting morning scriptures in front of the Buddhist hall, he stood up suddenly, walked towards the gate of the temple, and left our temple without saying a word.

Later, I asked the master if the demons that had been trapping He Shizhu had been exhausted before he made the decision to leave the temple.

Master said to me, 'Thinking through is a good thing, but it may not be a good thing. '

When I got to know him later, he had become a well-known He Dashan man. When some pilgrims came to the temple to offer incense in the temple, they once said that they had a Living Buddha. Resisting to ask the master if he regretted preventing He Benefactor from converting to Buddhism at that time, he seems to have a deep connection with Buddhism.

The master only said, 'everyone has his own path, there is no need to force it. '"

After An Yixi recalled, Shen Di was still a little dazed, obviously he had no destiny with Buddhism.

He couldn't figure out what An was trying to express at all, and after digesting it in his mind for a long time, he still couldn't help asking what he wanted to know the most: "Then master, do you know why the great virtuous man is in a stormy environment?" In the night of that day, you appeared at the gate of Tuoyun Temple with shabby clothes and sickness?"

Liao'an clasped his hands together and hit the meditation machine: "All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew or electricity, and should be viewed in this way."

Shen Di was silent: "..."

"Hey, bald donkey."

Someone hummed an impolite greeting in the corridor.

Shen Di looked back towards the corridor with a very embarrassed face, as if she was swearing behind her back and was heard by the person involved. She saw Xu Ziru tucking her arm into her lapel. Lifting his chin, he turned around and scratched his side while lazily walking towards the front hall.

Monk Liao'an, who was being scolded beside him, still had a benevolent expression on his face, and he didn't even move his eyebrows an inch. He put his palms together in the direction of Xu Ziru, and recited "Amitabha".

Although Shen Di was not familiar with Xu Ziroom, she was very responsible and apologized to Xu Ziroom: "I'm sorry, Master An."

Master Liao An smiled slightly and said, "Master Xu is an upright and unruly person, so you don't need to worry about such trivial matters."

The person being ridiculed actually comforted him, Shen Di laughed awkwardly at this, and he got up and said goodbye to Master An.

I was still thinking in my mind, Master An is not too accurate in judging people.

Xu Ziru can barely be called an uninhibited person, and the word "leiluo" doesn't seem to be related to him. No matter how you look at it, he is a villain who must take revenge.

While thinking about what An said just now, Shen Di walked towards the front hall.

He thought about it: "The great good man should have just left his home in Jiangnan when he was in his 20s. He didn't know what happened on the way, but he appeared at the gate of Tuoyun Temple alone, and said he was going to become a monk when he opened his eyes? The steward may know about this. , I can ask."

He looked around while walking, trying to find a servant in the house to ask the housekeeper where he was at the moment.

As soon as he walked to the front hall, he heard an angry shout from the courtyard: "Grandma was invited to save people, but you are trapped in your mansion as a prisoner?"

The janitor at the door had a sad expression on his face: "Because I committed a murder case, I have to wait for someone from the government to go through the process, aunt."

Only then did Shen Di realize that it was the Miao Yinxian who wanted to go out, and it was strange that he was in such a hurry to leave now that Yin Shi hadn't passed yet.

Shen Di was still wondering, Miao Yinxian said domineeringly: "Grandma is going to eat the wonton noodles on the East Street right now, served with spring pancakes, what can you do to me?" Shen Di just wanted to dissuade her.

Then I heard Xu Ziru, who was sitting on the stone platform next to the entrance of the front hall, ask with a smile: "Sister Miaoyin, why is she in such a hurry to go out? Someone died at night, and you are leaving now, are you a guilty conscience?"

Miao Yinxian snorted when he heard the words: "It's obvious who should be guilty between you and me."

Xu Ziru sat on the stone platform, holding a steamed bun in his hand, he took a bite, and said vaguely: "Then why leave in such a hurry, don't you want to see me, a murderer full of crimes, punish me.

Don't worry, this steamed stuffed bun tastes good too, try it. "

Miao Yinxian showed displeasure: "Grandma doesn't want to be so idle like you, I still have several baby worms waiting for me to feed, I have worked hard to raise them for several years, if they die, who will take the responsibility for me? "

Xu Ziru's eyes were slightly bent, and a faint smile flashed by. He shook his head, clicked his tongue and continued to eat buns.

Shen Di became curious when he heard this, there was a servant in the hall who wanted to arrange the dishes for him, after thanking him, he hurried out of the front hall and walked towards Miao Yinxian.

When passing by Xu Ziru, he casually glanced at him and saw him sitting on the stone without any manners, grabbing buns with his bare hands, his fingers were shiny with oil, Shen Di looked back with a little disgust.

"Sister Mianyinxian."

Because he wanted to ask a question, his mouth became sweeter.

As for Xu Ziru who was sitting at the door, after eating the last bite of the steamed stuffed bun, he stared at his oily fingers with a troubled face, thinking that he had deliberately picked vegetable buns to eat instead of meat buns, why was there still so much oil? .

The food of Dashan family is really good.

After concentrating for a short moment, a white silk fell on the palm he was staring at.

Seeing that this veil looked familiar, Xu Ziru wondered, "Did you pick up this veil yesterday and washed it clean?"

Yan Qinghe stared at Miao Yinxian and Shen Di who were chatting not far away, his face was solemn and he didn't speak to each other.

Xu Ziru wiped his fingers one by one with the handkerchief that he had met again.

"I just saw you shaking your head and smiling, what's wrong with this girl?" Yan Qinghe asked.

After wiping his fingers carefully, Xu Ziru threw the silk handkerchief into the soil where flowers were planted at his feet, and he ground his feet deliberately before he replied: "You have been hiding from the world for six years, I don't know that this person is normal. .”

Yan Qinghe glanced down at Xu Ziru, then at Sipa under his feet, without any reaction.

"This girl's name is Miaoyinxian, she is good at witchcraft and Gu, and she is about 21 years old."

Xu Ziru briefly introduced the other party's situation.

Yan Qinghe pondered: "What's wrong with what she just said?"

Xu Ziru raised his head and looked at Yan Qinghe, and laughed: "Yan Qinghe, ask yourself, would you and I leave our food outside and not take it with us?"

Yan Qinghe pondered for a while on the word "guy who eats", and he glanced at the "Yunjiao Sword" that he always carried with him.

——Seeing a sword is like seeing a person, and it is true that you will not put it in a random place.

With this glance, he saw the place where the sword tassel was hung before, but now it was empty, which made the sword seem to be missing a hole.

Yan Qinghe couldn't help frowning.

Xu Ziru clapped her hands and said with a smile: "It's impossible for her to really just want to leave.

The few worms she raised probably couldn't be brought in, but at this moment she was eager to go out to see what was going on with the Gu worms. "

Yan Qinghe looked at Xu Ziru.

At this moment in the house, the sun has only floated a small half of the head on the edge of the sky, and Xu Ziru happened to be sitting at the place where the light appeared. He narrowed his eyes slightly, met Yan Qinghe's gaze, and smiled on the surface: "After all You and I both know that Da Shan Ren definitely didn’t fall asleep for so long because of her Gu, right, senior brother?”

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