Ning Gu

The fragrance of tea is wafting, Zhaoxing Zen Room, a chessboard, two people playing chess.

Xie Wuling came out from Fatan, and the little novice stood outside the Fatan gate. Seeing Xie Wuling coming out, he pointed to the Zen room next to the Buddhist hall.

Xie Wuling followed his instructions and came to the small courtyard of the Zen room. Seeing that there was no one around in the courtyard, and the door of the wing was closed, he strode to the door and informed the inside: "Master, Ling'er It's over."

I heard a "hmm" from the room.Only then did he raise his hand and push the door open, and saw the abbot and Huixuan on the couch in the room.

"Oh? Senior brother is here today?"

Xie Wuling showed surprise on his face, but he was actually very angry. After a "hum", he stepped in. Seeing that the two of them were still unmoved, he walked to the small stove for making tea with a loud sound. Before drinking, he poured himself a cup of tea, before he even drank the tea, he heard his senior brother remind him: "If it's a birthday eyebrow, don't taste it."

Hearing the sound, Xie Wuling put the full teacup back on the table heavily, and frowned.Hearing the sound, Huixuan knew that his heart was not fair, and continued: "It's very bitter, you don't want to drink it."

Xie Wuling listened to Huixuan's explanation, let it go without acknowledgment, and kept joking: "Okay, senior brother, why don't you go to see that prince and grandson, goof off with the master, and don't even give me a birthday cake?" He pursed his lips, walked towards the small couch, quietly watched the chessboard with his hands behind his back, and played a black stone for his frowning master abbot.

"Ling'er is really good at chess." The abbot saw that the black piece that entered the plate went to another place, broke the deadlock, and the worry on his brow disappeared, and praised Xie Wuling.

When Xie Wuling was raising his eyebrows, the abbot asked again: "Did the novice explain to you yesterday?"

"Tell me, let me preach to Wang Sun on behalf of my senior brother, saying that Master ordered me. He also brought me a copy of the "Nanhua Sutra."

Huixuan called Xie Wuling's sudden kick, which blocked the victory.There is still no bad color on the face, but the cloud is calm and the wind is light.Hearing him say this again, he couldn't help laughing out loud, knowing that Xie Wuling's complexion might not be very good without looking up, so he comforted him: "I'm embarrassing you."

"What did that person say?" the abbot asked.

"Since I am lecturing the scriptures, I have nothing to say."

"What sutra are you going to explain to that person? Don't mislead his disciples." Huixuan took his words and teased.

Xie Wuling said boldly: "The "Southern China Classic". Then he lowered his head and took the black stones from the chess basket and dropped them into the plate, and exchanged Huixuan's white stones back, "Misunderstanding my son? Then why didn't senior brother go?"

"You...don't make a mess when you preach the 'Tao' in the temple?" Huixuan knew that what he said was nothing more than complaints, but he didn't take it seriously, and didn't answer too much.

"He said he wanted to discuss the 'Tao'..." Xie Wuling saw Huixuan drop a piece, and his subordinates also took black pieces from the chess basket and dropped them on the board. "That's no wonder Xiaoling'er, Master said, right?"

"Your junior brother, you have a lot of ghosts." The abbot didn't refute, but he didn't agree with him, "It's still more suitable for you to deal with these princes and grandchildren."

After saying that, he stood up, gave way to Xie Wuling, took a pair of tea pots containing longevity eyebrow leaves, and walked towards the small stove, his steps were still steady, but the hand holding the pot was trembling, but it was hidden under the cassock. Down, so no one has ever seen it.

At the end of the game, Xie Wuling defeated Huixuan's son-in-law, he disturbed the chessboard with his sleeves, and said shamelessly: "Senior brother cheats, the victory is not martial."

Huixuan's face, which had never had any other colors until now, burst into a smile at this moment: "How can I win without martial arts? The chess game is just like the world, but with a slight change of the way, it can't be counted as cheating, it can't be counted as cheating. "

The abbot brought tea and handed it to Xie Wuling, and then he heard the young man complaining and the young man justifying.

It is very similar to him and Huixuan's father, when he was studying in Zhaoxing Mountain in the old days, his hair has turned gray, and there should be talented people in this country.

It's just that he hopes more in his heart that this "talented man" is not the little Linger he raised by his side.

Seeing that Xie Wuling received the bowl of tea safely, the abbot pursed his lips and smiled, then said: "Ling'er..."

"Ah, Master?" Xie Wuling lowered his head to drink tea to moisten his throat, and when he heard Master's call, he raised his head to answer.

"Do you want...to go to Fufeng City?"

Xie Wuling was so frightened by the abbot's questioning.Fufeng City is a taboo in this temple, except for passers-by who can vaguely hear it.

Those friends of the abbot would never mention this city, and Xie Wuling was not allowed to mention it, as if it was a filthy place, and they should be avoided.

He actually heard his senior brother quietly tell him several stories about Fufeng City, but they were all things that he didn't understand before, but now that he understands it, the senior brother doesn't seem to mention it much.

He put the tea back on the table, thought it over, and said: "Master wants Ling'er to go, so Ling'er will go."

"Your mind, the teacher can see it."

The abbot sighed, Xie Wuling had no choice but to change his words angrily: "I think so, I think so."

Xie Wuling's understanding of Fufeng City is just the capital of a country and Zhao Congshan's home.He wanted to go to Fufeng City, and Zhao Congshan's home to see what kind of geomantic omen it was to make a person like Zhao Congshan.

It turned out that there was a Qi Zhisheng from Yangzhou, he was called a confidant, he had been to Yangzhou, and he was as romantic as Qi Yun, but now there was a Zhao Congshan from Fufeng, he... also wanted to go and see.

"Although Fufeng has three thousand prosperity, it is also like a bottomless abyss. It is more cannibal than the strange tower in the back mountain, and it is more terrifying than the tiger skin beaten by hunters at the foot of the mountain. So, are you willing to go?" Hui Xuan Ask aloud.

"Senior brother still regards me as a yellow-haired child? I have traveled a thousand mountains, why should I be afraid?"

"I..." Huixuan got up, wanted to tell him the shadows of what he had seen and heard in those years, and tried to persuade him to stay away from that wrong place, so he raised his hand and stopped talking.

Huixuan remembered, when playing chess just now, the abbot instructed him: "Inappropriate experience is a burden."

After thinking about it, Huixuan fell silent.Yes, he has experienced those shadows under the imperial power, and his master has also experienced the same.

When Xie Wuling was young, he and his master wanted to train Xie Wuling as a counselor next to the superiors in the future, but they didn't know that in this situation, their original intentions gradually raised him to be a carefree wanderer. To be a chivalrous hero is to say that life is full of joy.

But this junior has loved Hubi since he was a child, not Wuji, and even the principles of Fu can only be understood with a few touches from Huixuan, and he can understand them all in three or two days.

Maybe he didn't think of himself as a wanderer, it was his destiny to enter Zhaoxing, and he was also destined to follow the path that the abbot master and Wang Shuo had walked.

What is a counselor? It is a sword in the hands of the powerful. If you use it well, you will lose your sword. If you use it poorly, you will be abandoned like a shoe.

But Huixuan knew that no matter how well he used it, he couldn't escape in the end. After all, this road was still covered with straw mats, buried in barren graves, and there was no way to survive.

But if you tell him all these experiences, if he is just a student who is studying by rote, maybe he will be scared out of his wits, so he can give up.

But anyone with a little bit of madness, like Xie Wuling, will continue to be steadfast.

People are like this, the more they are forbidden, the more they think about it, unless they experience it themselves, no matter how much others say, it is just empty talk.

Instead of this, let your own experience become a burden, throw it in front of him, and be discarded by him like a shoe, why bother?

With a thought of cause and effect, his cause and effect should be accepted by him, and even the guide cannot replace him.

The abbot sat cross-legged on the couch, twirling his string of Buddhist beads in his hand, as if seeking peace of mind.He said earnestly: "If you want to, go. The sky is high and the sea is wide. If you are tired from flying, come back to Zhaoxing."

"That piece of sky, Master and your brother Huixuan have both flown over, so I can't accompany you."

Huixuan quietly put the pieces on the chessboard into the chess basket, Xie Wuling looked at them, feeling a little puzzled, but still felt astringent.It's just that I went there to learn more, but for some reason, it seems like I want to say goodbye to life and death.

Although he was shaken after seeing the abbot's sad face, he still wanted to go.

He thought that Fufeng was no different from Yangzhou, both are bustling places with endless lights, and if he thought about it, there would be little difference.

"Remember every word your senior brother taught you."

"Don't lose Zhaoxing's reputation."

"Come look for me in the Sutra Pavilion tomorrow."

Xie Wuling nodded in response one by one, and then the abbot ordered Huixuan to send him back to the inn.This was probably the first time Xie Wuling heard the abbot speak so earnestly, and it would also be the last time.

Huixuan got up and put away the chessboard, and led Xie Wuling out, talking while walking:

"Yong Guogong's gust of wind can take you away, as long as you want." Huixuan turned his head sideways, looking at him like a torch.

This is the first time Xie Wuling has seen Hui Xuan's gaze like this, with a sense of incomprehension, it is not like the clear eyes when he sees his senior brother every day, but like an abyss, the kind of depth that cannot be seen bottom, an indistinct abyss.

At this moment, Xie Wuling thought, perhaps this person should be called Wang Shuo, not Hui Xuan.

But it was fleeting, and after blinking, Huixuan was still the same Huixuan: "As for how to fly when you get to Fufeng, you can only rely on yourself."

"Well—brother, is this going to Fufeng, the road is difficult?"

"Yes...it's not easy to leave." Huixuan turned around and closed the door of the Buddhist courtyard for the abbot, and said, "Do you know that if you go to Fufeng, your life will not be the same now."

"Ah? It can't be, enter the temple and learn from Wang Shuo?" Xie Wuling recited the witty words of the storyteller that he heard at the foot of the mountain a few days ago.

"Don't imitate him, for half his life..." Huixuan just shook his head blindly before finishing his sentence.

"Brother, but I don't want to enter the temple."

"Then why don't you go and see Fufeng's new flowers, and come back when the flowers fail?" However, Huixuan's throat choked up, and he felt the words "involuntarily" in Fufeng.If his junior brother goes to Fufeng, he can probably foresee what will happen, but what he said is just deceiving himself and others.

It's a pity that the bright mirror in Huixuan's heart can't shine in the heart of Xie Wuling, a high-spirited young man.

"Then when I come back, Senior Brother and Daoist Miaofa will meet me at the mountain gate. I will bring back Fufeng's fine wine and fragrant chariot."

"You," Huixuan raised his hand and patted Xie Wuling's shoulder, "When you miss Master and the wonderful method, write a letter back. As long as I'm still here, there will always be someone waiting for you at the mountain gate of Zhaoxing."

"Brother, isn't he returning to vulgarity?"

"Do you think Zhaoxing is really a temple?"

The two looked at each other, Xie Wuling was surprised, but Huixuan's eyes were deep, and he let out a long sigh, and he didn't know what the sigh was about.

"Here, you go in, I'm coming back." Huixuan sent Xie Wuling, who was hesitant to speak, back to the guest house where he lived, and watched him enter the house, but his eyes were a bit reluctant, the road was chosen by himself Yes, even him, the eldest son of the Wang family who once stood proudly in Fufeng, can't influence a person's choice.

After so many years of avoiding the important, he still sent this young man on this road.He pursed his lips and smiled, with a hint of mockery in his smile.

"There are no Buddhist scriptures on the second and third floors of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. You have read them all while avoiding Master. If you think about it, you should know a little better than me." Huixuan looked at the closed door and murmured. mutter.

Xie Wuling listened to these words, and the doubts in his heart deepened.

"It's fate, it can't be violated. It's better not to lose this flower of Fufeng." Hui Xuan shortly picked up a leaf under the threshold, "This flower has lost, you..."

I'm afraid your life won't last long.

After all, Hui Xuan did not say this.

In the disputes over power and conspiracy in this world, there are many people who are smashed to pieces; but there are very few people who can be alone.

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