When Li Ye opened his eyes the next day, it was already three strokes higher.
Looking at the old ape and old wolf making porridge on the side, Li Ye felt very embarrassed. He had rarely slept like this.
He struggled to get up from the chair, but he was unable to do so. He didn't even have any strength in his body.
Old Lang heard Li Ye's movements and hurried over.
Touching his forehead, he said: "You had a high fever yesterday and almost lost your life. In the days to come, as long as your body has not recovered, don't think about it. Old Ape and I are here to take care of you."
Li Ye was shocked after hearing this and broke into a cold sweat.
He murmured: "No wonder this junior had a nightmare all night and couldn't open his eyes even if he wanted to wake up. It turned out that he was seriously ill. This will cause a lot of trouble to the two seniors."
When the old ape heard Li Ye's words, he stirred the porridge in the pot and laughed. "Lao Lang and I would like to stay with you longer, but we don't have the chance to do so for fear of affecting your practice."
"Now is the time. Just lie down and we'll take care of the food for you. As for you, just tell us a scripture when you're in a good mood, and we'll be even, okay?"
Li Ye sweated profusely and quickly replied: "How can this be said to be even? The lecture is something I promised before, and you are a life-saving grace to the younger generation. I will never thank you for your kindness. The future is long and we will continue to flow."
"It's a good saying that the days are long and the water is flowing. I like your words!" Old Lang looked at Li Ye and touched his beard.
The more he looked at Li Ye, the more he liked him and liked him more and more.
Li Ye seemed to be back when he was a baby. With the support of the old ape, he drank half of the bowl of white porridge and barely chatted with the old ape and the old wolf for half a quarter of an hour. His double eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds before he turned around and fell asleep again.
The old wolf looked at Li Ye who was sleeping soundly and asked in a low voice: "Old guy, will this little gentleman be alright?"
The old ape took a bowl and made porridge for himself, the old wolf and Xiaobai.
While blowing the hot air, he said: "In their worldly language: Disease comes like a mountain falling, and disease goes away like a thread. How can it be so fast? After eating the porridge, I will combine the herbs you brought with mine, and then Make him a bowl of medicine."
Xiaobai whined twice and went to drink porridge with the bowl in his arms.
The old wolf thought for a moment before replying: "What you said makes sense. How can a cultivator like this get sick easily? His illness will probably last at least ten days and a half."
"You and I have received a lot of kindness from the little gentleman. It is a good deed to take this opportunity to repay him." The old ape glanced at the sleeping Li Ye and said.
"That's no problem. Let the little wolves in the mountains catch some pheasants tomorrow and make some soup for him. Didn't he bring back some wild ginseng and polygonatum? Just give him a supplement."
The old ape nodded, thinking that this little guy was spending more and more time as a vegetarian, so he had to find a way to warm him up.
...
Dongfang Yu'er also had a nightmare before dawn. She dreamed that Li Ye was swept away by the torrent on the Tianshan Mountains and struggled in the turbulence. After a while, she dreamed that Li Ye fell off the cliff and was bruised. In her dream, Struggling hard to wake up from the dream.
This was her obsession with Li Ye. Thousands of miles apart, the two of them had a subtle connection.
However, this seemed to be a kind of decision. After this night, she almost never dreamed of Li Ye again, although there was heartache and sadness in the days to come.
Because she didn't have a good night's sleep, she slept in after turning on the lights. It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that Li Mingzhu woke her up from the bed.
Li Mingzhu took her to the front hall, where a bowl of white porridge and two eggs were placed on the table.
Dongfang Yu'er raised her head, looked at her mother, and asked with a pouted mouth: "Why is there no lean meat and preserved eggs in today's porridge? And no chopped green onions?"
Li Mingzhu was startled and asked: "When have you ever eaten porridge with lean meat and preserved eggs? Isn't it always plain porridge in our house? What kind of chopped green onion should be put in plain porridge?"
Dongfang Yu'er lowered her head and murmured: "I ate porridge with lean meat, preserved eggs and chopped green onions at Li Ye's house, with sister Guan Wushuang." After saying that, her eyes were a little red, but But no tears fell.
Li Mingzhu was startled, and sighed with emotion: "Well, I remembered that that little guy is not only good at writing poems, but he is also good at cooking. However, being able to cook is the skill of a cook. You are a practitioner. Is it natural to pursue it or to improve your realm and strive to realize the great truth one day?"
What Li Mingzhu said this morning actually coincided with what Su Qingyue said yesterday. I wonder if it was God's arrangement.
If it hadn't been for Li Mingzhu's unintentional remarks that morning, maybe Dongfang Yu'er would have put away her past relationship with Li Ye.
Li Mingzhu's unintentional words were like sharp scissors, mercilessly cutting off the thread between Dongfang Yu'er and Li Ye.
Even the strand of lotus root that finally rose up in the morning was cut off by her without mercy.
After finishing a bowl of white porridge and looking at the eggs on the table, Dongfang Yu'er was a little bored and said to Li Mingzhu: "Mom, I had a nightmare all night yesterday and I can't cheer up today. Go tell the master that I won't be here today." I’ve been practicing swordplay and I want to take a day off.”
Li Mingzhu reached out and touched her forehead. She felt relieved when she didn't feel the high temperature. She coaxed lovingly: "It's okay to take a break now and then. It's not like you have to work hard to practice every day. I'll tell Master Su later and you go back to your room." Bar."
Dongfang Yuer felt her mother was nagging her, so she turned around and walked back to her house after saying something to her.
Returning to his room, he leaned blankly against the window sill and looked at a few white chrysanthemums in the garden.
The autumn sun in the sky, whether because it was about to enter winter or because it was unhappy at the moment, did not shine into Dongfang Yu'er's windowsill, leaving her alone and hiding in the shadows.
There are mostly yellow and red dahlias in the Domain Lord's Mansion, but there is only this white chrysanthemum under Dongfang Yuer's window sill, as if to commemorate her passing relationship between childhood sweetheart and bamboo horse.
The white chrysanthemums are blooming in full bloom in autumn. They want to bloom with the beauty of this life before the heavy snow comes. I don’t know whether it is for the beauty in the house or for Li Ye who is suffering from illness in the distance.
Dongfang Yu'er took out the brocade bag Li Ye gave her from the bracelet, gently took out Yu Ruyi, and touched the line of words engraved on the back with her little hand:
A stranger is like jade
There is a beautiful woman on the street, her smile is like a beautiful jade.
The gentleman is going on horseback. I don't know when he will return.
At this moment, the tear in the eye finally couldn't help but fall down, dripping on these words, and then flowed all the way to the floor, like a river of spring water going east...
The white chrysanthemums in the garden bloomed as scheduled under the autumn sun, pale and pale, like a naked beauty...
There was an unsuspecting maid singing a little tune in the domain lord's mansion:
Lang came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.
Living together for a long time, the two children have no doubts.
...
The month of May is untouchable, and the apes cry out in mourning from the sky.
There are traces of late movements in front of the door, covered with green moss.
The moss is too deep to be swept away, and the leaves fall early in the autumn wind.
In August, butterflies come and fly over the grass in the West Garden.
...
Normally Dongfang Yu'er likes to listen to this kind of ditties, but for some reason today, she was a little annoyed by these songs that hurt autumn.
With a little force, he closed the two windows, turned back to the bed, pulled the quilt, and covered his head tightly.
The autumn sun outside the window seemed to intentionally shine through the heavy blockade and shine into the window sill, but unexpectedly Dongfang Yu'er waved her hand and ruthlessly shut it out of the window.
The autumn wind blows slowly and the autumn sun blows.
The realm of Buddha is not whether there is a thought, but whether the thought is contaminated.
The Buddha said not to have thoughts in your mind. What he said is not to have a mind that creates images. If you live in a mind that creates images, there will be defilements.
One thought produces, one thought moves, one thought causes, and one thought results.
All joys and sorrows in the world are caused by thoughts.
Li Mingzhu, who has never practiced Buddhism, does not understand this principle. Su Qingyue, who has never heard of Buddhism, does not understand this principle. Dongfang Yu'er, who has heard Li Ye's lectures, has forgotten this principle at this moment.
The wind and rain five hundred years ago still blocked the golden autumn sun that filled the sky.
...
The autumn sun on Tianshan Mountain was shining through the eaves of the wooden shed, warming the sick and ailing Li Ye. Even when he was lying on the bamboo chair, he looked like a sleeping Buddha filled with golden light.
The old ape was also lying on the bamboo chair next to him. The old wolf led Xiaobai to patrol the mountains and taught him how to survive in the Tianshan Mountains.
Li Ye was lying on the bamboo chair sideways. He had been lying like this for five days.
During the five days, he could only drink a little white porridge occasionally. Even the soup made by the pheasants caught by the old wolf would be vomited after eating it.
The old ape cooked countless herbs for him to eat, but it didn't work very well. Fortunately, he could still drink the white porridge.
At this moment, he was holding the "Hua Dharma Sutra" left by Monk Poxu and chanting it softly. His energy had improved a little these days and he could wake up for a few hours every day, so he held the scroll in his hand and read it softly. Recited softly, the sound is like mosquitoes and ants, but the old ape lying next to him can still hear it clearly.
The husband uses the spiritual mountain to bring down the spirit. Unless you are a great sage, there is no way to enlighten him. Whatever is within your reach cannot guide your mind if it is not the past. Therefore, the Immortal Garden is completed, and the opportunities are small and large. The golden river takes care of life, and Tao is a half-full subject. Isn't it that when the teacher is being ridden, there is no way to evaluate his high level? It is known that five thousand people have withdrawn from the banquet because they are slow to advance. Five hundred prophecies all show signs of esotericism. Therefore, shine and show your auspiciousness, and develop the source of guidance. The grand strategy of developing concentration, promoting virtue, and unblocking Buddha's wisdom...
Whenever the old ape listened to Li Ye chanting this scripture softly, he would turn around and listen.
Just because Li Ye was coughing and chanting in a low voice, and he couldn't interrupt him.
Li Ye told him that this was a scripture left by Monk Poxu. It was as extraordinary as the previous Ksitigarbha Sutra, and it was also possible to listen to the Buddha and enter the Tao to become a Buddha.
There are 84,000 Dharma-doors in cultivating Buddhism, and all of them can achieve Bodhi! But it depends on whether the good roots, good fortune, karma and conditions are in harmony!
This is the wisdom and convenience of Buddha. The true truth and the conventional truth are harmonious and harmonious.
The old ape now knew that he had met Li Ye unintentionally, and that Li Ye had developed a compassionate heart and was willing to teach it to all sentient beings for a year. This was the reason why his good roots, merit, and karma were all perfect.
At this moment, his face was filled with tears. What he shed were tears of joy, tears of gratitude, and tears of incomparable gratitude after hearing the Word.
All living beings are bound by the six objects, six roots, six consciousnesses and seven major elements. They can all hear the Tao and enter the Tao, and they can enter liberation.
The sick Li Ye was surrounded by supreme Buddha light, illuminating the old ape lying on the bamboo chair. The Buddha light spreading out from the wooden shed illuminated all living beings around Yaping.
