There are several peaks in Cangshan Mountain, two of which are higher than the others, and these two peaks are headed by Qianjue Peak.
Qianjue Peak rushes straight into the clouds, or in other words, even the clouds are just under Qianjue Peak.
There is a small path under Qianjue Peak, which winds through the forest and leads to the top of Qianjue Peak.
Occasionally, a mountain stream will interrupt the trail or run alongside the trail for some distance.
Su Mo took the little girl and walked slowly on the mountain path, between the peaks... Nowadays, the steep path on the towering mountain seems to be no longer difficult for Su Mo.
He just has a weak soul, but the body of the god is very strong.
"Master, there is a stream ahead. I'm going to wash two fruits!" The little girl pointed to a small stream beside the path ahead and said.
This stream is only one foot wide. The gurgling mountain spring in the stream flows through the path, and flows gently towards the mountain through an opening in the path.
"Okay." Su Mo nodded, turned around and looked at the beautiful scenery in the mountains, and then walked with the little girl to the small stream.
The little girl took out two bright red fruits from the bag, rolled up her sleeves, and carefully washed them in the stream.
The water in the stream is very clear, and underneath is a stream bed covered with fine rocks or exposed mountain rocks.
The little girl washed the fruit and anxiously wanted to give one to Su Mo, but she never thought that her foot would slip and she would step into the stream with one foot, getting her shoes wet.
"Be careful." Su Mo immediately stepped forward and pulled the little girl up.
The little girl looked at a shoe that was soaked by the stream with a bitter face, then put two washed fruits into Su Mo's hands, took off the soaked shoe, raised it high, and said aggrievedly: " Master, my girl’s shoes are wet.”
Su Mo looked at the little girl's aggrieved look, suppressed a smile and stuffed a fruit into the little girl's mouth, then freed up a hand to take the dripping shoes from the little girl's hand, "Oh... ....It’s really wet.”
"Master~~" The little girl swallowed the fruit and looked at Su Mo with a very dissatisfied look on her face.
Su Mo looked up and saw a ruined temple not far away, and said helplessly: "Let's go to that ruined temple to have a rest first and make a fire to dry your shoes."
The little girl asked in confusion, "Why doesn't the young master just use his cultivation skills to dry the girl's shoes?"
"Then why didn't the young master fly directly to the top of the mountain with the little girl?" Su Mo asked.
The little girl pursed her lips, "That's so boring!"
"This is the joy of being human!" Su Mo smiled and knelt down in front of the little girl, and said to the little girl, "Come, our little girl... the young master will carry you!"
The little girl immediately beamed with joy and lay on Su Mo's back. Seeing Su Mo holding the shoe with one hand and the fruit with the other, she took the fruit from Su Mo's hand. The shoe still made Su Mo happy. Mo Ti held it.
Su Mo smiled helplessly, stood up with the little girl on his back, and walked towards the ruined temple not far away.
The little girl was on Su Mo's back, hugging Su Mo's shoulders and neck, and handed the fruit to Su Mo's mouth.
Su Mo turned around and smiled, then bit into the fruit.
"Ah!" the little girl screamed, "The young master bit the girl's finger..."
"Really?" Su Mo said vaguely with the fruit in his mouth, "Show the young master..."
"Here..." The little girl placed the finger that was lightly knocked by Su Mo's teeth in front of Su Mo, as if she was accusing Su Mo of his "cruel" crimes, "Look, everything is red here. .”
"It's too far away to see clearly..." Su Mo said slowly.
The little girl then brought her raised hand closer to Su Mo's eyes. Su Mo opened his mouth and tried to bite her. The little girl immediately withdrew her hand with great vigilance and couldn't help but giggle. stand up.
Su Mo carried the little girl on his back and slowly walked into the deserted temple. Although the temple was deserted, it seemed like people came in from time to time. There were some leftover firewood scattered on the ground.
I think when I come to this ruined temple, woodcutters from the mountains often stop here to rest.
I saw the charcoal ash left over from the previous fire and a torn mat on the ground.
Su Mo placed the little girl on the shabby mat, got up, picked up some firewood, and lit the fire.
The little girl sat on the mat and looked at Su Mo's busy profile, as if she was very satisfied.
Su Mo shook the little girl's soaked shoe vigorously, shook off most of the water, and then placed it beside the fire to roast.
"Young Master won't burn your shoes this time, right..." The little girl looked at her own shoe worriedly and said with some concern, "This is the only pair of shoes I have."
"If these shoes get burnt, Master Lu behind you will have to carry the girl on his back all the time!" Thinking of this, the girl seemed to think that it would be good if the shoes got burnt.
Su Mo rolled his eyes when he heard this, waved his hands and said, "Young Master, I am so talented, how could I even burn a shoe like this?"
The little girl thought for a moment and said, "Last time on our way from Jiangnan to the capital, the young master burned his shoes!"
Su Mo seemed to have remembered that embarrassing incident, and the corners of his mouth twitched in embarrassment, and then he confidently said: "Last time it was an accident, this time it is absolutely impossible!"
The little girl nodded doubtfully, a gust of wind blew into the ruined temple, and the sky gradually turned gloomy at some point.
"Yeah!" The little girl pointed to the darkening sky outside and said, "It seems like it's going to rain."
Su Mo also raised his head and looked outside. Sure enough, he saw that it looked like it was really going to rain, but he said nonchalantly, "It'll just rain! We're not afraid of rain either."
"But..." the little girl shook her lips, "If it rains, we won't be able to see the good scenery on the top of the mountain!"
"We can wait in this temple until the rain has passed before going to the top..." Su Mo looked at the gloomy sky and continued, "Besides, looking at the sky, it won't rain for a while."
As if to slap Su Mo in the face, the sound of rain falling outside could be heard as soon as he finished speaking. Not long after, the rain began to pour down.
"Hua Hua Hua..."
The corner of Su Mo's mouth twitched. Looking at the rain falling outside, his smiling face immediately stiffened.
"Hahahaha..." The little girl laughed so hard when she saw Su Mo's appearance.
Su Mo waved his sleeves and said sternly: "This means that God does not fulfill people's wishes. Do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand... Hahahaha." The little girl ignored Su Mo's embarrassment and smiled unscrupulously.
Su Mo smiled helplessly.
At this time, several woodcutters rushed into the ruined temple in panic, seemingly not expecting that it would rain so heavily all of a sudden.
When several woodcutter saw that someone had built a fire in the ruined temple, they immediately came over happily and said, "Brother, can this fire allow me to get toasty? I'm still a little cold even though it's been raining!"
Su Mo pointed to the empty circle next to the fire and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, just come together!"
"Thank you, brother!" Several woodcutters threw aside their hatchets and came over happily, sitting on the ground beside the fire.
"The rain came so suddenly. I was really not prepared at all. Fortunately, it's not far from this ruined temple, otherwise I would have had to go home in the rain!" A woodcutter raised his hand and rubbed it close to the blazing flames. Warm your hands.
"That's why I said just now that everyone's wishes will not come true..." Su Mo looked at the little girl and shrugged.
"It's very true, but we can't say such knowledgeable things as little brother, haha."
Su Mo smiled and shook his head and said no more.
At this time, another old monk walked slowly in the rain...
The old monk slowly walked into the temple. He was dressed in a simple and elegant sea blue, but he was soaked but he didn't care. The old monk smoothed his gray beard and looked at Su Mo and Su Mo with a smile on his face.
"Huh?" The little girl looked at the old monk and said in surprise, "Aren't you that Huikong?"
Monk Huikong looked at the little girl and Su Mo with a smile, and slowly said:
"You two little friends, you are welcome and safe..."
"I've met Master Huikong." Su Mo stood up and bowed to Master Huikong.
This old monk was Master Huikong, whom Su Mo and his daughter met in a temple on the way to the capital from Jiangnan.
At that time, Su Mo and Yatou were penniless and spent several days in Master Huikong's temple.
At that time, Master Huikong also said that Su Mo had a predestined relationship with the Buddha and had deep roots of wisdom. But at that time, Su Mo said that his six roots were impure and he was afraid that Huikong would make him a monk, so he took the girl and ran away...
But I didn't expect to see Master Huikong here.
Monk Huikong slowly walked to the fire, pointed at the fire and said with a smile: "Can I let the poor monk also warm himself by the fire?"
"Master, please excuse me." Su Mo said respectfully. He knew that this was a highly respected Buddhist senior.
Monk Huikong nodded, slowly sat down cross-legged, gently put the Zen staff aside, and then looked at Su Mo and the little girl with a smile on his face.
Su Mo also sat down, clasped his fists towards Monk Huikong and asked, "I wonder why Master came down the mountain and came here again."
Monk Huikong put his hands together and said calmly:
"Amitabha, this poor monk came down the mountain... just to ferry someone..."
Su Mo suddenly became interested, looked at Monk Huikong, and continued to ask very curiously: "Who is crossing?"
Huikong looked up at Su Mo and said calmly and seriously: "Du...you!"
Su Mo and the little girl were stunned.
Su Mo waved his hands as if they were messy in the wind, and said with a smile: "What do you want me to do? I have six impure roots, so I can't be a monk."
"Yes, yes..." the little girl echoed from the side, "Young master doesn't know how to be a monk."
Huikong shook his head, looked at the heavy rain pouring down outside, and asked slowly:
"What do you think of the rain outside?"
Su Mo turned to look at the heavy rain falling to the ground outside, and said: "It begins in the sky, falls in the sky, and returns to the earth."
"Do you think this rain refers to...it starts from clouds in the sky, drops falling from the sky, or water returning to the ground?" Monk Huikong asked again.
Su Mo looked at the falling rain outside and thought about it for a while. He seemed to feel that the clouds could not be considered rain, and the water that had fallen and merged into the river could not be considered rain, but was the rain falling in the middle?
You know, what falls in the middle is just a very short process of rain. It seems inappropriate to use process to describe something.
Su Mo seemed to have thought of something and said: "The product of the entire process of starting from the sky, falling into the sky, and returning to the earth is rain, and it is not a single state."
Monk Huikong nodded with satisfaction and said: "The law should be given up, let alone illegal. Why should I stick to the law?"
Su Mo understood the meaning of this sentence. The meaning of this sentence was: Buddhism is like rain, and it is no longer Buddhism after it falls to the ground. All Buddhist teachings will be thrown away in the end, not to mention that they are not Buddhist teachings.
The implication is that Buddhism is a form, and in the end you will no longer be too attached to the form after practicing Buddhism! Even I will abandon the Dharma in the end, so why should I let you practice Buddhism?
Su Mo smiled bitterly... It was a very simple sentence, but even in Buddhism it could be said as a philosophy of life. ŴŴŴ.BIQUGE.biz
"Since the master doesn't want to convert me into Buddhism, what does the master want to convert me to?" Su Mo asked.
"Amitabha..." Master Huikong clasped his hands and sighed, "The world is suffering, people are suffering, and the most suffering one is actually Su Xiaoyou... The poor monk wants to cross the sea of suffering for my little friend!"
"Why am I the most miserable in the world?" Su Mo asked curiously.
"Buddha has no appearance, but Su Xiaoyou has appearance. Su Xiaoyou's appearance is the appearance of standing in the human world, the appearance of suffering people. It is like fallen leaves floating on the river, drifting with the tide all its life, with no one to accompany it, and no tree to rely on... .." Master Huikong slowly looked at the little girl sitting quietly next to Su Mo, and said in a low voice:
"My little friend is doomed to live without a partner and a life of misery..."
The little girl looked at Master Huikong blankly, as if she had remembered something, and slowly turned her head to look at Su Mo.
Su Mo shook his head and looked at the enigmatic Master Huikong. It seemed that he could see the mysterious Zen in Master Huikong's eyes, and that Zen could see through some things.
"Master, how do you want to get me through the sea of suffering?" Su Mo asked.
"My little friend, look at the rain outside the house..." Master Huikong pointed outside the temple door and pointed at the wet Hai Qing on his body. "What do you think of this rain, little friend?"
The same question, but asking two things...
Su Mo spoke slowly: "Beginning, falling, returning... are birth, old age, illness and death... like life."
Master Huikong smiled and nodded, and then asked, "Look again, little friend, what do you think of the rain?"
Su Mo stood up and walked outside the temple gate. He stood under the eaves and looked at the densely falling rainwater. Suddenly he seemed to understand something. He turned around and said, "One drop of rain is life, then these thousands of rainwater are falling." The rain..."
Master Huikong looked at Su Mo and stroked his beard with a smile, "My little friend's wisdom and Buddha nature are indeed profound."
"All living beings fall to the ground because of their sorrow, and fall to the sea of suffering... This is the source of the misery in my little friend's life."
"The Tathagata says that the world is not the world, but the world."
"Do you understand, little friend?" Master Huikong asked with a smile.
"I understand! But I can't do it." Su Mo said softly.
"Bodhi has no tree, and a bright mirror is not a stand..." Master Huikong sighed.
A woodcutter said in a daze. He watched Master Huikong and Su Mo talking for a long time. He felt very confused. It seemed that the two people were not talking in human language, so he said: "Why did I listen for a long time and I didn't understand anything at all?" ?”
"How can we ordinary people understand such profound and mysterious things?" Another woodcutter shook his head, took out a wine bottle and took a sip.
Another woodcutter grabbed the wine bottle and took a sip, "Ah~ it's so cool! Why didn't you take it out earlier?"
"I shouldn't take it out now!"
Su Mo looked at the two woodcutters competing for a drink, laughed, looked at Master Huikong and said, "I don't have the master's understanding. All I see is..."
"...The body is like a bodhi tree, and the mind is like a mirror."
Master Huikong turned to look at the heavy rain outside the house, "All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such."
"Master..." Su Mo glanced at the little girl and said to Master Huikong. "There is a dream in the sea of suffering. The girl and I are going to walk under the Bodhisattva."
"If Master has time, why don't you go with us to see if there is a mirror stand under the Bodhi tree?"
Huikong looked at Su Mo and sighed deeply, nodded and said:
"The poor monk will come with you..."
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