【Cang Qiao】Bodhi

Cang Yue Gu Ming woke up from the same dream several times.

In the dream, there is a tree, there is a round of bright sun, there is a person dressed in white clothes, and there is blood everywhere, with no end in sight.

The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell.

For Cang Yue Guming, in the dream, it is hell.

He fell into it deeply, and in every night when the star curtain was low, he was addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.

He is the Ximiao King of the demon world, a wolf who has cultivated for thousands of years and has reached the realm of perfection, inheriting the noble blood of the royal family.He should be with all things, live the same life as the heaven and the earth, and other races in the demon world should respect him and bow down to him when they see him.

This is Cang Yue Guming, who is of noble blood and profound morality, at this moment is lying in the backyard of a temple in the human world, watching the little monks sweeping with bucket brooms boredly, while a pair of blue eyes flicker from time to time. Glancing at the little figure sitting alone in the corner.

The reason for saying "Lying" is because Cang Yue Guming is a wolf at this time.

A wolf with silver-gray fur, blue eyes, and a very lazy expression.

If any demon from the demon world saw this scene, their eyeballs would probably fall out of their sockets in fright.

A big demon who had practiced for thousands of years turned into a prototype, huddled in a temple, and basked in the sun.Moreover, this temple is not a famous mountain treasure temple, but there is an unnamed small temple on the top of a mountain, and the incense is not good.

It's really an insult to King Ximiao's identity.

Cang Yue Guming felt indifferent.It felt that the side that had been exposed to the sun just now was warm, and the hair on that side was warmed, fluffy and comfortable, so it turned around and continued to dry on the other side.

But his eyes never left the figure.

——that was the only reason he stayed here.

Cang Yue Guming couldn't remember how many years ago it was, maybe 1000 years, maybe 3000 years, he lived so long that he had already forgotten his age.

At that time, he was not the king of Ximiao, but just a little wolf of the wolf demon clan, who didn't even have the ability to transform into a human form.The tribe respectfully called him "Prince Canglang", but he only saw perfunctory and another superficial obedience in their eyes.

The Yaozu is a family that advocates strength.What about the prince?A wolf demon that cannot transform into a human form cannot gain the respect and approval of the tribe.

What's more, the wolf tribe is not very peaceful.

That year, Jingri Guming, the king of the wolf demon family, launched a rebellion and planned to kill Miao Wang Haoqiong Guming. Cang Yue Guming was seriously injured and was forced to escape from the demon world.Blood and fighting spread all over the road, clansmen and family members were separated, Cang Yue Guming never hated his own incompetence, and pursued closely behind him, he was powerless to look back at the fireworks-filled appearance of his hometown, and leave the demon world for the last time , is the full moon in the sky that is as blue as the sea.

Like the eyes of the wolf demon of Gu Ming's lineage, the blue is so clear that it can see the bottom, and it is also so blue that it is ruthless.

He fled all the way, with more and more wounds on his body, and the blood dyed his silver-gray fur a dark red.He didn't dare to stop, and the pursuers behind him never gave him time to breathe. He panicked and didn't know where he was going to flee. He only knew that he had to work hard to survive, and then——

revenge.

Later, he met him, the one who stood under the bodhi tree, dressed in clean white clothes, not stained with dust.

——Pretty Tathagata.

Cang Yue Guming recited it silently in his heart, cherishing and reverent, as if he wanted to engrave this name into his heart.He stood up, shook the fluffy and soft wolf fur all over his body, walked quietly to the corner of the yard, rubbed the white figure with his wet and cool nose, and the hairy head went straight to the human body. Arch under the arm.

It was a white-haired boy with pious eyes.

The young man lowered his brows and eyes, his bright red eyelashes were thick and slightly curled up, covering his golden eyes, his waist-length hair was as clear as frost and snow, the sun shone down, and his whole body fainted with a layer of light color Light.

Feeling the approach of the wolf, the young man's red eyelashes trembled, and he let the wolf arch his elbows and stuff his head into his arms intimately.After all, he is just a child who is not yet old enough to dance a spoon, and has an almost natural love for fluffy things.The wolf fur touched by the palm was soft and smooth, with the smell and warmth of the sun. The young man raised his eyes slightly, his expression as if sitting on a lotus platform became softer with this movement, and combed his fingers into the middle of the silver-gray fur, gently Combing and kneading, the movements are skillful as if they have been done hundreds of times.

The gray wolf narrowed its eyes because of the young man's caress, and gently arched into his arms, finding a more comfortable position, with half of its body nestled on the young man's lap, and its silver-gray tail was even more comfortable. On the white monk robe that mopped the floor, it was shaking slightly, revealing a little white hair at the end.

The gray wolf's act of coquettishness amused him, and the boy laughed helplessly. He put his legs back, put the furry wolf head on his flat lap, and moved his hands from the wolf's head to the wolf's back. Feeling the gradual relaxation of the muscles of the wolf in his arms, the eyes were so tender that they almost dripped water.

He lowered his head and placed a kiss on the wolf's forehead, which was both intimacy and gratitude.

It was a relative who had been with him since he could remember. The host said it was a demon, but so what?In the eyes of the young man, this wolf accompanied him in his most helpless and lonely years. The Buddha said that all things are equal. Since they are equal, why not treat it as a relative?

Cang Yue Guming felt the kiss on his head, moved his ear tips, but didn't raise his head, and didn't make any other movements.

Ten years of being with each other made him very familiar with the boy's every move, and he could understand the deep meaning of every look and every movement of the boy without reading his mind.He understands the youth's dependence and nostalgia for him, it has nothing to do with worldly love, nothing to do with the dryness of the sea, but only tenderness and affection, and he is used to being with him.

—but so what?

Cang Yue Guming opened his eyes, the deep blue eyes reflected a little cinnabar red mark between the young man's brows, the blood was as red as blood, captivating, against the young man's gentle and delicate eyebrows and eyes, it was the image of hell that was too thick to dissolve in his heart .

——Pretty Tathagata.

Cang Yue Guming sighed again from the bottom of his heart, and leaned closer to the boy's arms, sniffing the light sandalwood from the boy's monk clothes, the only softness left in his heart was slightly swayed by the fragrance .He put his chin on the boy's leg, and rubbed it slightly through the cloth, gently and softly, with an intimate look.

"Qiao Tathagata, the host asked you to go to the Sutra Pavilion."

"Ah."

The young man called "Qiao Tathagata" responded and raised his head.He withdrew his gentle and soft look, his golden eyes were in response to the sun, and he was that handsome young man with pious Zen thoughts in the corners of his eyes and brows.

Qiao Tathagata patted the gray wolf on the back of the head lightly. The wolf was extremely intelligent and knew what the boy meant with just one movement.It slowly stood up from the ground, shook its head, and finally rubbed its head against the boy's palm, then circled Qiao Tathagata for half a circle, walked straight to the door of a Zen room, Shi Shiran lay down, and moved Elegant and fit.

Qiaoru can see the warning and concern in its eyes, those eyes are as clear as a pool of water, blue and transparent, with a compelling aura, they are not like the monsters that harm the world in ordinary people's mouth.

He smiled slightly at the wolf, nodded, and then walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

A gust of evening wind blew by, bringing up the boy's wide sleeves, revealing a porcelain-white slender wrist, on which a ring of light brown Buddhist beads shone golden softly under the sunlight.

Cang Yue Guming moved his eyes, and the Buddha beads with a faint Buddha spirit reflected in his eyes, and the pain felt in his heart. The pain came so fast that he was caught off guard.

Those are the twelve bodhi seeds before the Buddha.He recognizes it clearly and remembers it clearly.

This string of bodhisattvas has existed in his heart for thousands of years, and in every midnight blurred dream, it brings him a bright shore and a blood-stained hell.

Light and darkness are intertwined, sweetness and pain are accompanied, Cang Yue Guming yearns for the thin tenderness and sweetness in the dream, willing to sink into it, unwilling to wake up.

All dependent origination, all dependent extinction, clear mind and see nature, Bodhi proves the fruit.

Cang Yue Guming raised his head, looking at the colorful sunset clouds outside the courtyard, his blue eyes melted into a dark purple, like the brightest night galaxy in the demon world.

He just watched the sunset in the sky, and thousands of years of time played out before his eyes like a revolving lantern.The bodhi tree far away from the Three Realms bloomed and withered, but he was the only one who still stuck to the promise and friendship in his heart and waited for so many years, in exchange for the ten years of time.

——Qiao Rulai, this time, can you accompany the lonely king to see the best scenery in the demon world?

The wolf king muffled this voice in his heart, and it fell into the dust and scattered into the clouds and clouds all over the sky, and no one heard it.