Seeing that the old man was thoughtful, Li Xiuyuan cleaned the teapot and replaced it with a spiritual tea.
He said quietly: "Although I told myself not to shed my own tears in other people's stories. If seniors want to talk, we masters and disciples will listen."
Crow thought for a while, jumped off the old man's shoulder, gently came to lie down next to Li Xiuyuan.
This is the story between the master and the old man, not his own. He just needs to be a quiet listener.
The old man let out a long sigh, a light flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, as if they were stained red by blood, there was a faint trace of sadness.
Li Xiuyuan couldn't see the expression in the old man's eyes, but quietly poured a cup of freshly brewed spiritual tea for the old man.
Crow's head shook slightly. He saw the old man's eyes, so he felt a little uneasy and immediately lowered his head.
The old man looked at its appearance, and his face gradually changed into a look of kindness.
Looking at the crow, he said: "Don't be afraid, those are just my past, not yours. Just remember that after you leave your master, don't trust others easily, especially women."
The old man took a sip of the spiritual tea and recalled leisurely: "It was spring."
In terms of true age, the old man should be about the same age as Queen Helian Mingyue in the Imperial City. They are both from the same era.
In the spring of that year, Gongyang Bo was still a handsome man like Qingfeng, a young monk from Furong Town.
Like Qingfeng, I once thought about traveling to the ends of the world with my sword, searching for my dreams and creating my own future.
Until one day, he met a girl in a teahouse in Dongfang County. She was wearing a goose-yellow skirt, with big eyes as bright as lake water, and black hair.
Love at first sight, love at first sight, is a poem written for two people.
Gong Yangbo secretly fell in love with the girl, and the girl also fell in love with the handsome man in front of her. The girl who left home and came to the Central Plains alone began her romantic journey.
The two of them traveled through the mountains and rivers of this world, looking for elixirs together, exchanging ideas on cultivation, breaking through obstacles together, and overcoming tribulations together.
In Gongyang Bo's view, everlasting, hand in hand with his son, everlasting are not enough to describe their love.
However, there are unforeseen circumstances.
Just when the two of them returned to Furong Town together after many years of wandering around, they were planning to get married after meeting their parents.
Only then did Gongyang Bo taste the pain of a tree that wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, and a child that wants to be raised but cannot be kissed.
Just the second year after he left, a plague broke out in Furong Town, killing more than half of the villagers in the town, and his parents could not survive that winter.
After returning home and asking his neighbors, Gongyang Bo suddenly fainted in the girl's arms.
Angry and sad, he lay at home for three months before he gradually regained his vitality.
For fear of being infected by the plague, the villagers at that time piled all their dead relatives in the wasteland outside the village, dug a big pit, burned them, and then buried them.
Gongyang Bo couldn't even find a place to visit his grave, because a few years later, the wasteland was reclaimed into fields by his descendants.
Therefore, no one can remember which field the big hole was under...
The dead have long since passed away, and the living are often in mourning.
After the two stayed in Furong Town for three years, Gongyang Bo followed his beloved woman to her hometown, a beautiful island in the East China Sea.
There are the woman's parents, brother, and sister on the island.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival in the autumn when the two returned to the island, they got married under the auspices of the woman's parents, and finally became husband and wife under the full moon.
The couple played the piano and the harp in harmony and had a deep love for each other. They traveled all over the nearby islands.
Just when the two decided to calm down, have a child and enjoy family happiness, something unexpected happened.
But at some point, my sister fell in love with a brother-in-law and wanted to share it with her.
However, Gongyang Bo only has eyes for
He has his own lover, and he can no longer hold any woman in the world in his heart. Even if his sister is as beautiful as a flower, she cannot move his rocky heart.
After going through this process for more than half a year, the woman finally told her parents to take her husband away and live on another island to build her own paradise.
Two more years passed like this, and in the spring season of this year, my sister took a boat and came to the island where the two of them lived.
The difference is that this time, my sister no longer insisted on marrying her brother-in-law, but said that she wanted to come here to relax and stay for a few days before going home.
When the couple saw their sister, they changed their minds and no longer wanted to drive her home.
Until one day, my sister cooked a delicious meal and then left in a hurry, saying that she wanted to go home to see her parents and brother.
It wasn't until Gongyang Bo woke up the next day and vomited a mouthful of blood that the woman remembered to check her husband's health.
It's okay if you don't look at it, but you can't help but be stunned when you look at it.
But it was her sister who turned from love to hatred and gave her brother-in-law the most poisonous poison in the East China Sea. She was not allowed to have anything that she could not get.
The angry woman had no choice but to take Gong Yangbo and leave the East China Sea immediately, heading all the way to Furong Town in the far north.
Fortunately, because his parents passed away, Gongyang Bo did not tell the woman's parents and sister where his home was.
Along the way, Gongyang Bo vomited blood all the way
The woman used the best elixir from the East China Sea to treat him, and traveled all the way. When the couple returned to Furong Town, it was already autumn.
Seeing Gongyang Bo's vitality disappearing day by day, it finally arrived when it was about to snow.
Just when Gong Yangbo had a glimmer of hope, the woman resolutely sacrificed her life, lost all her cultivation, and vomited out her baby and fed it to her beloved husband.
Three days later, Gong Yangbo, who was supposed to be dead, came to life.
But the woman he loved fell in front of his bed. The woman who could never wake up left a note for her beloved man.
Make him swear not to return to East China Sea for revenge, not let him commit suicide, and make him visit her grave every year on this day, forever.
Gongyang Bo was heartbroken and carried his beloved on his back all the way to a forbidden place in the eyes of the world.
It was also in the mountains and forests where he met Li Xiuyuan that he buried his lover with his own hands.
In front of the grave, Gongyang Bo cried for three days and three nights. Three days later, Gongyang Bo woke up from his dream and his head turned gray overnight. He seemed to have aged dozens of years overnight.
Since then, the old man has never left Furong Town. ….
At this point, the old man's face was already full of tears, and even the crow lay beside Li Xiuyuan and trembled gently, obviously frightened. Li Xiuyuan sighed and said thoughtfully: "It turns out that we met directly in the mountains and forests that day. Senior really went to visit the grave."
The old man nodded and replied seriously: "Yes, speaking of this, I owe you a favor. If you don't look back for me, I will break my appointment with her."
Li Xiuyuan was speechless for a long time after hearing this. The old man's story reminded him of the story of Wu Xin and Jasmine.
It is also a story that makes people heartbroken and heartbroken.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan got up and went back to the table by the window to sit down. He used a puddle of ink to copy Buddhist scriptures and spread out half a sheet of Hu Xuan.
One stroke at a time, I wrote down my current mood.
But we know each other once we have seen each other, and it is better to see each other than not.
Ande and you are inseparable, so we don't have to worry about missing each other in life and death.
Putting his pen and inkstone on the table, he murmured to himself: "Senior, your story is somewhat similar to that of my nephew. We both fell in love with each other to the point of committing life and death."
The old man sighed: "Is it possible that your husband really became a monk? Is it possible that you are a reincarnated god and Buddha?"
Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan quietly replied: "No, although I have never been ordained, I have lived in a monastery and practiced for more than ten years, so I can be considered a monk."
"It turns out that sir is the enlightened monk."
The old man clasped his hands and said, "No one in Furong Town knows this story, and only one person in the world knows it. Tell me today, sir.
Li also felt a little more relaxed. "
Li Xiuyuan's consciousness fell on Xiao Die'er at Dizang Pass and sighed softly.
He said to the old man: "The Buddha said: The three realms are without peace, just like a house on fire; they are full of suffering, which is very frightening. There are always worries about birth, old age, illness and death, and they are like a fire that will never stop burning."
"Birth, aging, illness and death, joys and sorrows are the normal state of life. Seniors must forget the people who have left and let them go to reincarnation with peace of mind. Don't let her carry the suffering of this life with her to the next reincarnation."
"Why?"
The old man was shocked when he heard this and blurted out: "I have only loved her in my life. She died trying to save me. How can I erase her from my memory?"
Li Xiuyuan stood up, returned to the tea table and sat down, picked up the cup and drank half a cup of spiritual tea.
After thinking for a while, he quietly replied: "Let's go back to the topic we talked about before about putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately. Maybe you can understand."
"The Buddha advised the butcher to put down his butcher's knife, and he would have a chance to hear the Tao and become a Buddha. But did the butcher finally put down his butcher's knife? Can he let it go? If he can't let it go, he won't get it."
"It's also possible that the moment he let go, he didn't even have a chance to hear the truth and starved to death. But, from the moment we are born, aren't we rushing towards death?"
"Senior, if you can't live toward death, how can you get rid of the inner demons? How will you survive the inner demons the next time you go through a tribulation?"
When Li Xiuyuan said this, he suddenly froze.
But in the eyes of the old man, the crow, Li Xiuyuan's whole body was shining with golden light, just like the Buddhas in the hall.
For a time, the entire living room was shrouded in Buddha's light. ….
The Buddha's light gradually spread out of the living room, shrouding Xiao Die'er who turned into a dragon in front of Ksitigarbha.
The Buddha's light spread to the pavilion on the hillside outside the temple, shrouding the enlightened breeze and Helian Ruoxue.
The Buddha's light continued, covering the vegetable beds in the mountains and the apricots and peaches that were about to mature on the mountains.
Before long, the whole mountain was filled with the fragrance of fruits. The apricot trees, peach trees, flowers and trees all over the mountain were growing like crazy, just like the Luoxia Mountain at that time.
The difference is that today there is no turbid air, nor the arrival of the grand purple air.
Today, it was Li Xiuyuan who had not been enlightened for a long time. After explaining the Dharma to the old man and the crow, he suddenly had an epiphany and immediately broke through in front of the old man.
It's just that the old man doesn't know what realm Li Xiuyuan has broken, not even the crow knows.
I am afraid that only an old Taoist priest above the Nine Heavens would lament that his disciple only came to this world once, but could save others and save himself in an instant.
Another level of his mortal state was broken.
Above the nine heavens, under the green pear tree.
A pot of spiritual tea was steaming. The old Taoist priest looked at his precious disciple sitting quietly in the Buddhist hall, shining with Buddha's light. He was speechless for a long time.
I told you this truth of the heart, but you don’t understand.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva under the abyss has told you countless times, but you don’t believe it.
Even Po Meng on the Forgotten River has enlightened you, but you still can't convince yourself.
But at this moment, the butcher will put down his butcher knife tomorrow and live toward death. And this is also the most basic principle of the law of life and death.
If Li Xiuyuan could not figure out this truth, he would not be able to understand the law of life and death one day.
In his epiphany, Li Xiuyuan murmured to himself: "Since you will die if you hold the knife, and you may die if you put down the knife, why not live toward death?"
The old Taoist priest praised: "It's so good, that's right."
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