Buddhism

Along the way, Chitong was a breeze in his sleeves, and the old god was there.Like going out for an outing, very comfortable.

Kong Qing, on the other hand, was carrying a huge burden on his thin shoulders, and he was very strenuous, so he followed behind in small steps.

Chitong asked him: Why do you carry such a big burden?

Kong Qing said: "There are all the scriptures left by the master. The master has instructed that if necessary, you must bring the scriptures."

Chi Tong wondered: Is it really necessary to bring them?

Kong Qing blinked his eyes, although the burden was heavy, but they were not in a hurry, it was something left by the master, of course he had to take it with him, he nodded and replied with certainty: Of course it is necessary!

Chitong looked back at the burden that had pressed Kong Qing's waist low enough, and sighed in his heart, this thing that the old monk regarded as a treasure made the young monk embarrassing.Judging by the volume, this honest and silly boy probably memorized most of the books.

He shook his head helplessly and refused to comment. He should do his own thing.Although he looked indifferent, he used spiritual power secretly, which lightened the weight of Kong Qing's burden a lot.

Kong Qing only thought that he had been carrying it for a long time and was used to the weight of the burden, so he didn't pay much attention to it.With the burden lightened, he quickened his pace to keep up with Chi Tong's pace.

Chi Tong deliberately took Kong Qing to walk in the deep mountains and jungles, so he didn't encounter any refugees or victims.It was safe and sound along the way.

After walking with Kong Qing for more than two full months, he finally returned to his own wooden house in the mountains.

The journey of more than two months and the wind, meals and camping made the empty space exhausted.He felt that his two legs were no longer his own, and his whole body was sore.Now that he finally arrived at his destination, he ate some hot food after a while. He lay on the bed as if he was about to be pardoned, tossed and turned, and fell asleep after a while.

Qing Mo, who felt Chitong's breath, rushed over. When he saw the little monk on the bed, he knew that Chitong had succeeded.He happily dug out the wine he had brewed for 200 years, so he had to help Chitong celebrate.

Chitong knew that Qingmo was an old-fashioned and warm-hearted monster, and he was happy for himself, so he didn't refuse immediately. The two drank and chatted with each other, and the wine jar was empty before they knew it, and rolled to the side.

Chitong has no joy or desire, let alone alcoholism, he will not drink unless necessary.As a result, he was not good at drinking, and after a while, he fell asleep with a flushed face.

Qing Mo drunkenly murmured that Chitong was not able to drink well. When he saw Chitong laying on the table with head tilted and eyes closed, he knew that Chitong must be drunk.No one chattered, so he hugged the wine jar by himself, shook his head and walked back.

The next day, when Kong woke up, he saw a red fox reeking of wine inexplicably on his bed, which scared him and fell to the bottom of the bed in a panic.

After staying at the bottom of the bed for a long time, he got up in pain, hesitated for a while, and boldly raised half his head, looking at the red fox cautiously.After observing for a long time, I found that the red fox was snoring evenly and sleeping soundly.It seems that most of them are still asleep in a drunken state, and they should not wake up easily.

The drunk red fox Kong Qing was puzzled and thought: How could there be such a rare red fox in the house?And why is this red fox still drinking?How can you sleep in bed when you are drunk?

He couldn't help thinking: Could it be because Chitong has been away for too long and it has occupied the magpie's nest?But why is it drunk?Have you never heard of that fox that likes to drink?

Kong Qing was puzzled by a lot of questions, he got up and walked to the door, and decided to ask Chi Tong to clarify.

He searched the front and back of the wooden house, but he couldn't find Chitong, and he was even more puzzled. There was no other family in this mountain, so he could visit.Did he go down the mountain to do some shopping?Or did you go to the mountains to pick wild fruits?

Kong Qing pouted his head, sat on the stone table in the courtyard and waited, but Chi Tong didn't come, it was almost noon.Feeling the hunger pangs, feeling the empty stomach, walked towards the kitchen puffed up, muttering: "Really. I didn't say hello when I went out, and I didn't know to come back at this time. It's really worrying."

He turned the kitchen around and found that there were only leftovers from yesterday's meal.He didn't mind the leftovers, on the contrary, he was a little thankful that there were still some leftovers, otherwise he would have to starve again.

He couldn't wait for Chi Tong, so he had no choice but to heat up the leftovers by himself and start eating.Compared with the days when there was not enough to eat, having such leftovers is already considered very good.

Kong Qing is a newcomer, and he is not familiar with this place.Furthermore, this place is located in a deep forest. According to his observation yesterday, there is no other house here except this small wooden house. If he wants to ask anyone, there is no one to ask.

After eating, Kong Qing sat down on the stone table in the courtyard and continued to wait for Chi Tong.Thinking, where did Chi Tong go?Why don't you come back?Did he eat again?Waiting for a lot of messy thinking.

Can't wait for anyone, and have nothing to do, and there is a drunk fox sleeping on the bed.Kong Qing stood by and looked at it, feeling bored, then found a scripture in the baggage he carried back, sat cross-legged under the tree in the courtyard, and read it quietly.

I was fascinated by reading a book, the sun was setting, and before I knew it, it was already the unitary hour.The color of the setting sun shining on the books is golden yellow, and the setting sun is gradually setting, and the sunset glow is not as gorgeous as before. It brings a layer of hazy beauty, which makes people infinitely reverie and linger.

Kong Qing rubbed his eyes, looked towards the door, and waited quietly for a while, but there was still no movement, and Chi Tong still hadn't come back.He looked at the sunset in the sky disappointedly, feeling lost and depressed.

Youyou sighed for a while, obviously very disappointed.He stared into the distance silently, and after a moment of silence, he sighed: "If you come, please be safe." He closed the book, feeling hungry again.

He came to the kitchen slowly, and ate all the leftover meals that were left on purpose.After silently tidying up the kitchen, she came to the gate in the courtyard.He sat on the threshold, cupping his face.While Yao looked at the sky and the mountains, he silently waited for Chitong.

He had a lot of back and forth in his mind, thinking a lot.He told himself silently: Chitong brought him here, so he shouldn't leave without saying hello, there must be something delaying him, that's why he didn't come back so late.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

Soon, the shape of the sun changed from a circle to a semicircle, and then to an irregular shape, getting smaller and smaller, and it was about to disappear.It shot out the last ray of golden light of today, and then disappeared into the embrace of the mountains.

The sun sets and the glow fades away.As the sky gradually darkened, Kong Qing still sat motionless on the threshold of the courtyard gate, staring at the road down the mountain, expecting to see the red figure in the next moment.

Time gradually passed, the sky was gray and dark, it was already evening, a waning moon hung alone in the sky, and the wind was blowing.

Kong Qing's big black and white eyes, which were originally bright, were now covered with a layer of gray.The shady scene has fallen, but Chi Tong has not returned yet.At this time, there are only two possibilities, or the matter is delayed and cannot come back temporarily.Either that or he's gone and doesn't intend to come back.

Out of an inexplicable trust, Kong Qing rejected the second possibility.He looked at the dark night sky again, the silver moon was hanging high, and the stars were dotted.Helplessly: "Forget it, instead of thinking about it here, it's better to do something practical."

Kong Qing got up and lit the lantern in front of the door. Looking at the bright lantern, he thought that Chi Tong could easily find the door even if he came back in the middle of the night.Nodding in satisfaction, he stood at the door and looked around for a while, but still didn't see the long-lost figure, and then turned back to the room disappointed.

He stood in front of the bed and looked at the drunk fox who was still sleeping soundly. He was lonely and suddenly felt a sense of security.He sniffed carefully, except for the smell of wine, there seemed to be a vaguely familiar smell on the red fox.He wanted to confirm again, but the smell of the wine was really strong, so he couldn't be sure.

Kong Qing stared at the red fox for a long time, looked at it seriously, and remained silent.As the night got colder, he covered the red fox with a quilt.He turned around and sat at the table, opened the scriptures by himself, and diligently copied the scriptures stroke by stroke.

He was silently praying to the Buddha, with his most pious heart, praying that Chitong would be safe and come back soon.

The light flickered on and off, dancing its high and low flames, like a naughty child, swaying his small body tirelessly.

It was midnight, and there were two tall piles of scriptures that he fried up neatly stacked on Kong Qing's right hand.Every stroke is his most devout prayer.

After several hours of continuous copying, Kong Qing became sleepy unknowingly, and the drowsiness hit him, and he continued to copy with tears in his eyes.This situation persisted for less than half an hour, and only heard a "boom!", Kong Qing lay down on the table and fell asleep.

In his drowsy trance, Kong Qing seemed to see the red fox talking to him with his red-eyed voice, asking him why he didn't sleep on the bed.

Kong Qing felt incredible, but he was unable to extricate himself from the overwhelming drowsiness, and fell asleep again in a daze.

The red fox looked at him lying on the table, falling asleep and frowning.He looked at the scriptures that had been copied all over the table, thinking about it.Should he tell Kong Qing that he is a demon, maybe a half-immortal?Half immortals should be more acceptable to their Buddhism.

The red fox turned into a human form in an instant, with red clothes and long hair, exquisite and beautiful, who is it if it is not red pupils.Chitong bent over and wanted to hug the sleeping Qingkong back to the bed to sleep.Suddenly, I heard Kong Qing whispering in his sleep: "Chitong, where have you been? Why haven't you come back?" After finishing speaking, he subconsciously bowed his head into Chitong's arms.He muttered something in a low and hoarse voice again, Chitong seemed to hear a choking sound.

He laid Kong Qing flat on the bed, covered Kong Qing with the quilt, looked at Kong Qing's frowning brows, and said to himself: "I was wrong, I didn't care that you were still a child, and you were still so sensitive and fragile." .”

He sat by the bed, watched Kong Qing meditate for a while, and then left quietly.

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Kong Qing woke up startled in his sleep, looked out the window, the sky was already bright.

He heard movement in the kitchen in a daze, jumped out of bed quickly, and ran to the kitchen without shoes on. He remembered that he had waited for a whole day yesterday but did not see Chitong. Did the movement in the kitchen mean that he came back?

The house was built of wood, Chi Tong heard the sound of Kong Qing running over from afar.When Kong Qing ran to the door of the kitchen, he saw his clothes were messy and his bare feet were bare, and he looked at his Kong Qing in surprise and amazement.

Chi Tong's brows are slightly wrinkled, it's early autumn, it's cool in the morning and evening, his body is empty and thin, he doesn't know how to love himself, and his voice is stern: "You don't wear shoes so early in the morning, what are you doing?"

Facing Chi Tong who disappeared for a day without reason, Kong Qing was already full of grievances.At this time, he was sharply questioned again. He thought that he had copied the scriptures all night because he was worried about him, and felt that he was a fool.With red eyes, he quickly turned around and turned his head, then ran back again.

Seeing this, Chitong might as well be so obedient, and froze for a moment.He didn't see the grievance in Kong Qing's eyes, he just felt that he had been drunk all day and there was nothing to eat in the room.I just felt that the little monk was probably hungry, so he came early in the morning to find something to eat.

It's not like he's been starving for four or five days, so why would he rush here to find something to eat without even wearing shoes?Chitong has not been in the world for a long time, and has never been with human beings like close relatives day and night, so he does not understand the subtle emotional fluctuations of human beings.

Sitting on the bed with his mouth flattened, Kong Qing wrinkled his little nose, his chest heaved and fluctuated, looking very aggrieved and angry.

Kong Qing thought to himself, he had regarded Chitong as his closest person, but Chitong disappeared without saying a word.He thought that something happened to him, and worried about him all day and all night. It was too much to meet him.

Counting Chitong in his heart, he raised his eyes and saw the scriptures he copied yesterday, and then thought of his prayer yesterday.Chitong is fine and has already returned, and his prayer has been fulfilled.

He calmed down a bit, then wondered why he was so angry.He remembered what Master said, when people can't control their emotions, they should meditate in meditation and let go of their thoughts, so that they won't be trapped by emotions anymore.

Sitting cross-legged quietly, according to what the master said, he let go of his thoughts. After a while, he calmed down and felt that his whole body was much more relaxed.

He opened his eyes happily: "It really works!" Looking out the door, the sun was rising and it was getting late.He tidied up his clothes, put on his shoes and got out of bed.Wash up, it's time for breakfast.

It was a full day yesterday, and I didn't have enough to eat in the evening. Today's breakfast must make up for yesterday's food.After washing up, he happily walked towards the kitchen, completely forgetting how he fled in anger a while ago.

When eating, Chitong hardly speaks actively.Kong Qing was young, and the old abbot of Qing'an Temple didn't take it seriously, suppressing his nature.Therefore, Kong Qing does not abide by the saying of not talking when eating and not talking when sleeping.

With doubts in his heart, he said: "A drunken red fox slept on the bed yesterday, did you see it when you came back?"

Chi Tong stopped holding the bowl and chopsticks, looking at Kong Qing who was still eating very sweet.After thinking about it, he is still young, so I will tell him when he is older.If he was going to leave in the future, it would be harmless not to mention it.After a moment of silence, he replied: "I see, after the wine sobered up, it left by itself"

Kong Qing was not surprised at all when he heard Chitong's calm tone. He thought he had seen this red fox before.If he left on his own, then there is no need to ask further questions.He thought: If there is a destiny, maybe we will meet again in the future, so there is no need to think about it.

After the meal, he has to do morning classes in the empty space. He is self-disciplined and punctual, and he will basically not fall behind.

Chitong lay casually on the soft grass under the big tree in the yard, basking in the warm sun.Listening silently to the sound of the little monk knocking on the wooden fish, he fell asleep unconsciously.

Between the clouds and the clouds, there is a long wind, and it is noon.On time, his empty stomach growled, he packed up the scriptures, and decided to go out to have a look without hearing the kitchen.

As soon as he went out, he saw Chitong, dressed in red, lying asleep on the grass under the big tree in the courtyard with his arm as a pillow.The breeze lifted his clothes, and his long hair danced with the wind.Kong Qing saw that he was wearing thin clothes, so he fell back again.I thought, it's cold in autumn, so I have to find something to cover his stomach, so as not to catch the wind and cold.But after searching around the room, he couldn't find any of his clothes.

Kong Qing wondered, didn't he stay here for a long time, just resting here?Otherwise, why is there not even a change of clothes for him here?

He couldn't find his clothes, so he took his own long robe and carefully covered him.Chitong was tall and tall, and it was too forced and ridiculous for Kong Qing's robe to cover him.To Kong Qing himself, it was a long robe, but it could barely cover Chitong's upper body.

The breeze in early autumn is slightly cool, but it can't be called cold.Kong Qing remembered that Master once said that no matter how hot the weather is, you must cover your belly when you sleep.Otherwise, you will be very uncomfortable when you wake up, and you will have a stomachache.

Seeing Chitong's sleeping face, Kong Qing watched silently for a long while with trembling eyelashes.Looking at his own small clothes covering his tall body with red pupils, he felt quite funny.After watching in silence for a while, he turned around and went to the kitchen with the corners of his mouth raised in satisfaction.

He was very happy when he saw a pile of ingredients on the chopping board in the kitchen.It dawned on him that Chitong didn't come back in time yesterday, so he went to gather food.He was overjoyed to pick and choose, and found a few things he could cook among the accumulated ingredients, entertained himself, and happily made lunch.