Picking Hibiscus in Shejiang River

At the request of the youngest son, he was handed over to the youngest son for safekeeping.

I don't know what year and month after that, Sakyamuni suddenly left Xiuning Temple, and never contacted his old friend again; it was not until 20 years ago that the old owner received a secret letter, saying that Sakyamuni had sat down safely and died on his own accord. This is farewell to the world.

Hearing that his wishful thinking has gone west, Gao Siyuan still refuses to believe it. He still hopes that one day he can come to the Mingjing Villa and take back the things he entrusted in person. Take a look at yourself.

After many years, he finally came, but he was reincarnated as a young man from Yuejiazhuang who was not very familiar with him. Together with a monk who was stunning in appearance but familiar for some reason, he held a letter written by him and addressed him. Ask for the half-volume copybook.

He admired that man beyond madness, so he naturally knew that this was the personal trace of Master Jiayu, and he knew that he should obey his last wish and hand over the letter to the descendants who came to ask for it; but he suddenly remembered the perverse behavior just now Chelian, a demon monk, is the unknown love of Master Jiayu, a disciple of Xiuning who he jokingly called his wife back then.

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Because of the crazily growing jealousy in his heart, he encouraged some lunatics in the villa who coveted the Gao family's secret treasures to encircle and suppress Xiuning Temple together, and thought that he had refined Chelian in a hundred refining furnaces to relieve the hatred in his heart; At this last moment, Shen fell into the hands of the group of monks of Bofeng Temple who were truly Buddha-faced and beast-hearted, and was easily removed by Che Hai, so he had to fight with his back in this devastated dense village.

Although his aptitude has always been mediocre, he has been practicing martial arts hard because of the encouragement of that person back then, and his body skills are actually remarkable; but after all, he is physically and mentally ill, and after being severely injured, he has not let out much energy.

Fortunately, at the last moment, he still saw him.

Although he never had the opportunity to express his feelings, he could only cut open his chest when he was dying, and handed over the photo book that had been treasured for many years to him personally; One glance is enough.

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Sakyamuni looked at the warm and cold body on the ground, and finally sighed: "Silly boy."

He lifted up his clothes and sat down beside him, took out the string of relics that had returned to him, and began to recite the scriptures silently.

He recited very intently, just like the countless days and nights in Xiuning Temple in the past.Master Jiayu in the collection of stories in the market is like this. If he wants to be romantic and happy, the Buddha will not do anything to him;

Che Lian kept looking down at him from behind, and only after a while did she suddenly remember what had been forgotten.When he looked up at the old monk who fell on the ground, Chehai, who was almost dead, was staring at Sakyamuni with a very strange look, which seemed to be similar to Gao Siyuan just now, but more Some inexplicable obscenity and ambiguity.

He frowned, wandering between the resentment and anger that had been suppressed so easily, and suddenly felt some uneasiness of unknown origin.

After Shakyayu finished reciting the scriptures, he also stood up and wiped the blood-stained copy book, handed it to Che Lian, and said: "The copy book is really what I owed you back then, so you can read the next book." Take it, and continue to practice in the future; but if you only want revenge, I'm afraid there is no need for it now."

Che Lian said flatly, "How do you say that?"

Sakyamuni took a look at Che Hai, complex and inexplicable emotions fluctuated in his black star pupils, and he just said for a long while: "He has practiced various evil arts and evil arts over the years, and the nightmare has already entered his body, and now it is almost one With a rotten body, all the organs in his body have been eaten back into human form. As long as he doesn't get the book of seizing the photo and continues to practice this skill, there will not be a few years left to live; instead of killing him so easily, letting him live would be better Be quicker."

"Jayu..."

Che Hai suddenly crawled over, hugging Sakyamuni's ankle with difficulty, still looking up at him with the crazy eyes just now, as if begging him to take another look at himself.Seeing that Sakyamuni was unmoved, he panted and rested on the ground for a while, then crawled towards Chelian, grabbed his clothes and begged:

"Brother, I don't want this Laoshizi secret method anymore, it doesn't matter if I live a few more days, just return Jiayu to me, Jiayu..."

Shi Jiayu was called so that his hands and feet were cold, and he immediately stepped forward and kicked the old monk very hard, pulling Che Lian away from him as if he had lingering fear; but Che Lian raised his head and clearly saw a trace of pain in his eyes. fear.

So he subconsciously asked, "You and him..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly fell silent.Recalling the conversation with Yue Mingxi in the Jiangnan inn that day, he had vaguely understood it, the hand hanging by his side was trembling slightly, and suddenly he was afraid to confess the truth that was about to come out.

Seeing this, Sha Jiayu was slightly taken aback, as if he had seen what he was thinking, smiled wryly and said:

"He's my father."

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Sakyamuni's life experience is actually similar to those unofficial stories circulated in the market. It is indeed a coffin born after the death of the former concubine. However, most of the common people take it for granted that he is a prince living among the people, but they don't know him. The biological father was actually someone else.

That year, the emperor was ill, and several female family members who were not favored in the palace went to the Pufeng Temple to pray for God and worship Buddha at the order of the Empress Dowager. One of the sages named Yu'er fell in love with Chehai at first sight. She wanted to please him in every possible way, all she wanted was for him to have a romantic relationship for one night, so as to comfort her miserable life in the cold palace in the future.

And although Chehai was not interested in the love between men and women, but because the secret method of seizing the phase was initially completed at that time, he needed to have sex with others to make up for it, so he did not reject the imperial concubine who came to his door; All the servants returned to the palace, and no one knew how haggard the peerless beauty in the sedan chair had become.

A few months later, Concubine Yu died suddenly in the cold palace for no reason. The emperor, who was vaguely aware of the scandal, ordered her to be hastily buried. A baby's cry came from the coffin.

The old maid hurriedly broke the coffin and took out the baby born in the coffin. Knowing that it might be the blood of the handsome monk back then, she escaped from the palace and carried the baby to the Central Plains overnight, begging to see Master Xingchen Chuhai.

When Che Hai saw the sobbing baby boy in the arms of the old maid, although he raised his eyebrows, he was not surprised.He thanked the loyal old maid, raised the baby boy named Jiayu in an unknown corner of Pufeng Temple, and brought him up day by day with some unspeakable purpose.

In Che Lian's vague memory when she was young, it seemed that there was indeed such a child who often sat in a daze under the bodhi tree. Just because Che Hai claimed to be the youngest son fostered here by his secular friends, he didn't doubt it. Pass.

It’s just that he really doesn’t like children, and he has never paid much attention to that child. He only calls to his side to talk a few words when he is in a good mood. Although he vaguely remembers that he likes to cling to himself on weekdays, he doesn’t know when he disappeared. Therefore, he didn't know that it was Master Jiayu, who would become famous in the future, and the master who had been entangled with him for ten years.

When he was young, Sakyamuni often wondered why this world has never had the happiness that the Buddha said, and why he wants to live.

When Che Hai seduced/raped Concubine Yu back then, apart from the need for cultivation techniques, what he wanted was to get a secular woman to bear an heir for him.Those weird skills he practiced and the poisonous pills he refined had to be tried first for him, and the parents and children who were connected with his blood were undoubtedly the most suitable candidates.

Therefore, since he was a baby, Sakyamuni had to endure all kinds of cruel trials from his father as a human target, and sometimes fed him many poisonous pills, sealed him in a black altar, and fed him Worm, judge the potency of the medicine based on the life and death of those worms and snakes afterwards; when he grows up, he is asked to build a foundation and practice kung fu, to forcibly open up his meridians to test the backlash of those demonic methods, and even seal most of his five senses, and never teach him He could speak and read, so that although he was still ignorant, although he was in pain, he never knew how to call for help.

When Che Hai didn't come to torture himself, he just sat blankly under the bodhi tree and watched the little novice monks play. Although his chaotic vision was not clear, he could barely perceive their brilliance and carelessness, and he felt faint envy in his heart. The still immature mind can't think of the reason why it is different from them.

Then he saw that person walking towards him, with the most charming and suave figure in the world, with extremely coquettish eyebrows and eyes, and a faint golden ring flashing into his eyes on his right ear, like a Buddha but not a Buddha, like a demon but not a demon .

The man seemed to have just come back from the mountain, with a cool smell of alcohol on his body, and he was in a happy mood. He sat down beside him leisurely, and followed his gaze to look at the little novice monks who were throwing sandbags. Asked: "Why don't you go and play with them?"

After listening to it, he seemed to understand, and subconsciously opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

Che Lian was taken aback for a moment, looking at the boy's dumbfounded expression, unable to tell whether it was regret or pity in her heart, she raised her hand to touch his smooth cheek, and sighed softly: "It's actually a dumb boy."

The touch brought by the warm fingertips was very comfortable, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but want to get closer to the owner of this hand, so he rubbed his palm, and snuggled his young body into his arms, Satisfied, he dozed off.

Che Lian hesitated for a moment, took off her outer robe to wrap around the little child, and patted his back lightly, but she did not resist the sudden intimacy.He touched the child's soft hair, and suddenly found that there seemed to be many overlapping old wounds in his collar, which could be seen as signs of being healed after being severely injured.

He frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that there was something wrong; but at that time, after all, he had a deep affection for Brother Chehai, and he believed in the buddhist Zen nature of his junior brother, so he couldn't imagine such a situation at all.