sun and moon return

Faint voices came from the path in the forest, Zheli looked towards the end of the path happily, and dimly saw the old monk in cassock, the same familiar figure, slowly walking towards the direction of the Vihara.

Zhe Li was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground, and crawled back to the couch, blindfolded in panic.

Dao Yan chatted with Fei Dao outside the door, and then opened the door to come in. He saw Zhe Li's trembling, his hands and feet didn't know where to put them, and he couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Xiao... Mr. Xiao, you are back."

Feidao let out a "hmm" and sat next to Zheli, and saw him stepping back again and again, going down from the other side: "I'll drink some water."

He fumbled towards the direction of the teacup in his memory, and naturally pressed it on the smooth back of his hand. He was so frightened that his feet were unsteady, and he was lightly picked up by Feidao. He put it on the bed and poured tea again. , grabbed his hand and handed it to him: "Why are you so panicked."

There was an unconcealable joke in Feidao's expression, staring at his blindfolded cloth, then stretched out his hand to pull it.

The teacup by his mouth shook, the darkness in front of his eyes was swept away, Zheli raised his eyelids, and looked up at Feidao foolishly.

Feidao sat down in front of him, stared closely into his eyes, and slowly wrapped the cloth around his hands with a half-smile, with a sly look in his eyes: "Pretending?"

Zheli put down the teacup obediently, glanced at Feidao secretly, then lowered his head, and shouted weakly: "Master...Master."

The voice that was unfamiliar before became familiar now, and Zheli was puzzled, could it be that he has been away from Feidao for so long?So long that you can't even distinguish his voice?

"Having fun in the human world?" Feidao looked at him.

Zheli knew that he was right, but he was still somewhat wronged, and muttered back: "I didn't mean to separate from Wangjiang and the others..."

Fei Dao didn't want to blame him for these trivial things: "Do you know that in the rat spirit's cave, if I were a little late, you might die on the spot. Who allowed you to act alone to provoke such a powerful enemy?"

Zheli was even more guilty, and didn't dare to look up at Feidao: "I... the owner of the inn where I was staying lost a friend. I suspected that it was the disciple of Luo Zan, so I followed their convoy," Zheli said here , looking serious, trying to divert Feidao's attention, "Master, there is really something wrong with the disciples stationed in Xiaojiawan in Luoyan. They arrested people, transported them to other places, and fed the corpses to that rat spirit."

Feidao thought about it for a while, then remembered the matter in his heart, and then raised his eyes, half teasing and half angry: "Oh, you are a friend of your family in Xiaojiawan."

It's hard to argue with a hundred people.

"I've been away for so long, I never thought of sending a letter to your Qingwu's family."

Deep resentment wrapped Zheli. During the days when he lived in Xiao's house, besides missing his parents, he missed Feidao more.He has forgotten the looks of his parents, but those who have assumed the responsibility of his parents and taken care of him these years are all wrong.

He already knew he was wrong, but he lacked the courage to apologize to him.

After a moment of silence, Zheli reached out and hugged Feidao's arm, looking at him pitifully: "Master, I was wrong."

In Zheli's impression, there is nothing wrong with Feidao that can't be solved by acting coquettishly, if not, just make one more mistake.

The wavering on Feidao's face was not obvious: "What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't be angry with the master, I shouldn't have been in touch with the master for so long, I shouldn't have faced such a powerful enemy alone without a backup, I shouldn't have failed to recognize the master..." Zheli said Staring at Feidao pitifully made it hard for him not to soften his heart.

Feidao stared at Zheli calmly, and then asked, "Why are you angry with me?"

"..."

Zheli hesitated.

"It's really because of Jianyun?"

Zhe Li was stunned for a moment, seeing him hesitating and hesitant to speak, he simply stopped asking, stood up and said, "Since your eyes have recovered, come out with me."

Zheli could still feel the displeasure of Feidao, so he didn't dare to procrastinate, got up and chased after him, and asked hesitantly, "Then, master, why did you go down the mountain?"

Feidao glanced at him lightly: "What do you think?"

"But, how did you find me?" Zheli asked again.

"In your Qiankun bag, I put something. With it, I can track you."

Zhe Li was startled, and stretched out his hand to touch it, and sure enough, he found a piece of Hua Yu. The feather was light blue, shining brightly under the sun, very beautiful.

"This is?" Zheli put it back into the Qiankun bag while chasing after Feidao.

If you don't answer, Zheli will not ask any more questions.

The two walked for a while, and Zheli remembered that Feidao had injured his hand when he saved him. He followed Feidao and stretched out his hand to lift the sleeve of his right hand.

Zheli stopped, held Feidao's hand in a daze, then rolled up his sleeves, his whole forearm was turned up, and his face was completely changed by the burning fire.

"Master..." The guilt in Zheli's heart flooded into his eyes, he looked at Feidao with self-blame, and then hung his head again after a long while, "I'm sorry..."

"Small injury, it will be fine." Feidao comforted him.

The two came to Daoyan's meditation room. In the meditation room, there was a pregnant lady with a sad face, staring at the birds outside the window in a trance.Feidao recognized that it was the lady in front of the temple gate that day.

"Mrs. Zhou." The little novice outside the door saw Feidao approaching, and turned to the room to salute her, "The person you were waiting for has arrived."

The lady surnamed Zhou stood up with the help of the coffee table, under her tightly furrowed brows, a pair of eyes stained with melancholy sized up injustice and courtesy.

"Please come in, both of you." Mrs. Zhou welcomed them.

Feidao stopped outside the door, his eyes fell on her swollen abdomen: "Madam, recently there is pain in the abdomen, does it seem to be bleeding?"

Zheli couldn't see it very clearly, but he could vaguely see Mrs. Zhou's luxurious clothes and good looks, but there was a faint gray lingering around her body, which looked like blue smoke, especially her abdomen.

She had mentioned the symptoms before with her colleague Dao Yan, and she was not surprised if Dao knew about it at this time: "Mr. Seeing red, it’s not bad, I took a lot of anti-fetal drugs, but it didn’t improve.”

She hugged her abdomen: "I heard people say that I may have bumped into something, and I just went up to the mountain to worship the Buddha, but it is still like this, which makes me feel uneasy."

Feidao asked plainly: "Half a month ago, did you travel far?"

"I went back to my hometown to worship."

"Is Madam's hometown close to the deep forest in the southeast?"

Mrs. Zhou nodded her head in dismay: "Sir, what you said is right, you did pass through that dense forest."

"Mountains have spirits, trees have spirits." Feidao said, "I don't have thoughts, but I am infected with evil." He spread his palms, concentrated his spiritual power into floating lotuses, and landed on Mrs. Zhou's abdomen.

The clear blue protects Mrs. Zhou's stomach, and within a moment, the lotus is stained with rich gray, trying to escape from the control of the evil way.

Feidao withdrew his hand, and Linglian disappeared.

Mrs. Zhou hugged her belly and felt a little more comfortable, but she still had doubts: "Sir, is this feasible?"

Zhe Li smiled and replied: "Mrs. Zhou, I see that the gray energy on your body has been dispelled by my master's magic power. You don't have to worry, it's getting late, go home quickly."

Mrs. Zhou was overjoyed and thanked again and again: "No wonder the abbot said that I can meet a noble person. Thank you both. If you are free, please come to my Zhouzhuang as a guest. My husband and I will definitely repay you."

Zhe Li smiled and said: "Madam, you are being polite, probably because Madam is blessed."

After saying goodbye to Mrs. Zhou, Zheli became cheerful again. Now that his eyesight has recovered, he begged Feidao to lead him around.

Zheli walked around and talked about the interesting things after going down the mountain. The two of them came to a remote courtyard in the back mountain without knowing it.

The sound of carving axes and chisels came from the courtyard. Zheli was curious. When he saw that the door was unlocked, he pushed the door in. There were large and small Buddha statues displayed all over the courtyard. The carvings were obviously good, but they were all broken or missing, as if man-made damage .

Zheli looked at the statue in front of him in puzzlement, Feidao was standing at the door, and behind the largest statue, the sculptor held an ax in his hand, and stared coldly at the trespasser with angry eyes.

When Zheli walked in, he took two steps back in fright.

On top of the half-faced Buddha's head, a monk with naked upper body and a naked body sits straddling him. His eyebrows are cold and his eyes are wide open, just like the King Kong in the temple, which makes people shudder.

"Amitabha," Zheli recited the Buddha's name first, bowed to him and apologized, "I'm sorry for entering this place by mistake." After saying that, he backed out.

After he walked away from Feidao, he heard the faint sound of an ax chiseling again.

At this time, it was already sunset on the western mountain, and at night the disciples from the Buddhist monastery came to deliver tea, and inquired, "I passed by the back mountain today, and saw a monk carving a Buddha statue, who is it?"

The little master frowned: "That's Master Du Yan, he is obsessed with carving and never interacts with others. Little benefactor, don't go there to disturb his hard work."

"Oh, so that's the case. Daoyan, Duyan...he and the abbot are brothers?" Zheli asked again.

"Master Uncle Du Yan is the abbot's younger brother." The little novice said, after refilling the tea, he said goodbye with the Buddha's name.

Feidao listened to the conversation between the two, took off his outer robe, and sat on the couch to meditate.

"Master, that person in the daytime is really strange." Zheli also took off his coat and sat on the bed, "Shouldn't all monks be as kind and kind as Master Daoyan, but that Master Duyan is so fierce."

"Buddha is not there." Feidao replied.

Zhe Li sat cross-legged: "But love comes from the heart."

"Familiarity is born from the heart, and those who pretend to be harmonious can also be kind."

"Then what kind of person is he?" Zheli thought for a while, then asked, "Master, is there really a Buddha in this world?"

"People's good thoughts are the beginning of Buddha." Fei Daohui said, "The way of Buddhism is to guide people to do good, not to do evil, so as to reduce evil deeds."

"Obviously those who slay demons and eliminate demons are all cultivators, why don't they seek the protection of the immortal sect, and worship the gods and Buddhas of nothingness?"

"Marriage, children, safety, official career, and financial resources are what people want. Immortal Gate is nothing more than supporting justice, killing demons and eliminating demons, and these practical wishes must be pinned on things that can give them hope."

Zheli seems to understand but not understand. After thinking for a while, he also entered into a samadhi.