Peach Blossom Song

A seven or eight-year-old novice monk sat cross-legged in the grass, surrounded by peach blossoms in full bloom.I don't know who planted the peach trees, and they are arranged in a disorderly manner. When the flowers are in full bloom, the branches are full of flowers, one tree next to the other, and the peach blossoms are endless, as if they can bloom to the sky.

The little monk sat cross-legged, looking up at the big peach tree in front of him.The other peach trees were in full bloom, but this one didn't even have a flower bud, only full of green leaves.

The little novice scratched the back of his bare head in distress, looking like he didn't know what to do.

He sat under this tree for about a cup of tea, and a voice came from far and near outside the garden: "Hui Cheng."

The little monk replied loudly: "Senior brother, come quickly." At the same time, he got up from the ground.

Not long after, a little monk who was not much older than him walked around the peach tree. Seeing him here, he put his hands behind his back, imitated the appearance of an adult, shook his head and said: "Junior brother, what are you doing here? Master said , we are not allowed to play around this peach tree."

Hui Cheng was very unconvinced: "I'm not playing around, I'm thinking about big things!"

The little senior brother immediately became curious, leaned over and asked, "What's the big deal?"

Hui looked at the peach tree in embarrassment, and frowned: "His Royal Highness said, we must take good care of this peach tree, so that it will bloom in the coming year."

When the little senior brother heard this, he also became worried, and his two little heads came together, and the smooth back of his head was full of worries.

The two thought for a long time but could not come up with any solution.The little brother complained: "I heard from the brothers that this tree just doesn't bloom. His Royal Highness is really making trouble for no reason."

Huicheng was puzzled, tilted his head, and asked strangely, "Why doesn't it bloom?"

The little brother didn't know why, and he didn't want to appear ignorant, so he pretended to be impatient and said loudly: "If it doesn't bloom, it won't bloom. There is no reason." After finishing speaking, he sighed again and lowered his voice. : "I heard that His Highness the King of Han is a great official, if he can't make the peach tree bloom, maybe he won't allow us to live in the temple."

Hui Cheng was shocked, and stammered, "So, is it so fierce?" They are all orphans taken in by the temple, if they are not allowed to live in the temple, they will be homeless.

The little brother nodded heavily: "Officials and others are unreasonable."

Hui Cheng pursed his lips, and was so scared that he was about to cry. Looking at the tree, there were gorgeous peach blossoms all around, but it didn't move at all. He thought it was determined not to bloom, and he was afraid that he would end up on the street. up.

Huicheng sobbed, and then complained about the King of Han: "His Royal Highness is really bad."

When the little senior brother saw him crying, he became a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "Don't cry, don't cry, there is always a way."

Huicheng couldn't stop crying, she just shed tears and didn't talk to him anymore.

The little senior brother made the junior brother cry, and tried to persuade him for a long time, but he couldn't persuade him, so he was at a loss.

Fortunately, after a while, the host came to find him.Seeing the situation of the two of them, he shook his head, but he didn't blame anything, he just ordered the little senior brother to take Hui Cheng back to the temple to wash his face.

Hui Cheng sobbed and left with the little brother.

Watching the two go away, the host turned to face the peach tree, clasped his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name.

The peach tree did not move at all.

The host described it with ease, after chanting the Buddha's name, he set foot on the way he came, and gradually drifted away.

The garden was quiet again.

The monks in the temple often come to the garden. Although the presiding officer has set the rules, monks and pilgrims are not allowed to make noise in the garden.However, the little novice monks have lively temperaments, so how can they stop them all.

Jun Yao took it for granted and didn't think it was strange, and even opened her eyes to look at them when she was practicing.

After finishing her homework that day, she suddenly remembered that she had not gone down the mountain for 1000 years.

Thousands of years ago, she reached a bottleneck in her cultivation, tried her best, but failed to make a breakthrough, so she temporarily put down her cultivation and traveled to the mortal world.

After traveling so far, she was tainted with the Buddha's fate, which made her break through the bottleneck and improve her cultivation.Seeing that she has a predestined relationship with the Buddha, she simply took root here and devoted herself to practicing.

Thousands of years are like snapping fingers.

Now that she has completed her Taoism, the catastrophe has yet to come.

Jun Yao couldn't help but think deeply, could it be that this time, like a thousand years ago, she needs to travel down the mountain to strengthen her Taoism again, in order to complete her merits and virtues?

She is indifferent to nature, and after studying Buddhism for thousands of years, she has cultivated her mind to be as calm as water, free from dust and worries.Since she needed to go down the mountain, she went down the mountain.

When I went down the mountain, I moved with my heart.

After thousands of years of vicissitudes, Chengguo Mountain Village has already taken on a completely new look.

Junyao turned into a mortal, walking in the world, the city is prosperous, and the mountain village is quiet, she passed by lightly, but gradually lost her mind.

Her current state of mind is different from the time she traveled thousands of years ago. Thousands of years ago, she was still a fledgling little demon, obsessed with cultivation and improvement, and she had obsessions in her heart.

She went down the mountain and blended into the mortal world, seeing joys and sorrows, parting and reunion, seeing laughter and tears, she can understand everything.Now, she has experienced it again, and she also feels it. However, the blue lamp of the thousand-year-old Buddha has cultivated her demon heart to be pure and peaceful, and she is calm about everything, but indifference itself is a kind of coldness.

Cultivating Buddha also hardened her heart.

My Buddha is detached, but also merciful.

The catastrophe will not come for a long time, could it be that she lacks compassion, does not know the ways of the world, and does not know the joys and sorrows?

Jun Yao has a very high talent in cultivation, faintly aware of her own deficiencies, and wants to make up for them.It's just that it's okay to talk about the other side, how can we cultivate the joys and sorrows of human emotions?

While thinking, Jun Yao walked in the world of mortals.I thought, maybe I can take a closer look at the hardships of the world.

On this day, she passed a deep mountain with dense forests and verdant trees. There seemed to be a sky ax in the middle, which split the mountain and turned into a mountain trail.

On both sides of the path are steep mountain walls, overgrown with weeds. Standing on the path and looking up, the mountains on both sides rise from the ground and tower into the clouds.Occasionally, a flying bird passed by, and there was a long whistle, and the echo echoed endlessly.

The terrain is so dangerous that if it is not necessary to pass here, merchants and officials will go to other places instead of going here.

As soon as Junyao entered the mountain, she felt the murderous aura in the mountain.

There was the sound of horseshoes in the distance, and as they got closer, several king flags came into view. The king flags fluttered with the wind, and the Chinese character "Han" was written on the flags.Suddenly, on the two mountain peaks, many birds flapped their wings and flew into the air.A burst of sharp noises pierced the air, and sharp arrows on the mountains on both sides shot towards the mountain road like a rainforest.

The team of chariots on the mountain road did not expect that someone would dare to stab the king's driver. There was a sudden attack and they were overwhelmed. They were hit by arrows and fell off their horses.

"Protect Your Highness!" With a loud shout, the soldier came to his senses and drew his sword hastily.

The sharp arrows kept shooting towards the chariot in the middle, and dozens of assassins descended from the cliffs on both sides along the ropes, fighting with the soldiers of the palace.

The assassins came prepared, and they had a good command of formations, and the siege was orderly.

The driver was driving the Hanwang's carriage, and was about to rush forward under the guard of dozens of soldiers, but was stopped by the assassin several times.

The soldiers fought less and less, blood spilled on the ground, splashed on the body of the carriage, the screams of the arrows, and the white light of the blade waving, mixed together, like a purgatory on earth.

The guards were defeated, and the carriage was too big and not flexible enough. The loyal general pulled a horse, helped King Han out of the carriage, and pushed her onto the horse.

The king of Han had already been hit by an arrow, and the arrow was on her shoulder, and her royal robe was dyed red with blood.

Her lips turned pale from the pain, and in a panic, she was pushed onto the horse by the general.The surrounding soldiers fell one by one, corpses were everywhere, the green grass was soaked red with blood, even the rocks were splashed with blood.

"Your Highness, let's go!" The general hit the horse hard with the blade.

Jun Yao was on the mountain and could see the situation below clearly.

That little highness is no longer in Guangping Temple, frowning and pitying her for not being able to bloom, she is lying on the horse, the wound on her shoulder is bleeding, the horse is bumping, her eyes are slack, she is struggling to hold the rein, and she is about to get off the horse. tumble.

The ten or so riders who were protecting her fell to the ground one after another, and there were only seven or eight people left. The assassin behind him snatched the horse and chased after her.

She cannot get involved in mortal disputes.Jun Yao watched, her eyes fell on the King of Han. Although the King of Han's breath was already weak, the anger between her brows did not weaken in the slightest. It can be seen that this time, the danger will be turned into good luck.

Jun Yao glanced at the place where the crowd was rushing to. Thirty miles away was an official post, and there was an army stationed not far from the post.Although the assassin behind him pursued closely, but the horse's foot strength is limited, so it may not be possible to catch up.

From this point of view, His Royal Highness should be fine.

Jun Yao was about to leave when she suddenly remembered something.

The little highness is a daughter, and the knights around her are all ordinary soldiers, and they have no confidantes. Once they enter the barracks, they will be treated immediately, so their identity cannot be concealed.

The author has something to say:

Little Hanwang: I heard that my family, Ayao, etc. will fall from the sky to rescue me.

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