The paranoid wind controller always wants to tease me

In fact, Gu Peifeng didn't say anything, but he could vaguely feel that this should be a temple or a Zen forest.

The distant or near Qingxin bell and the low sound of chanting sutras all night can easily evoke some stable memories of his childhood.

Gu Peifeng got up and slightly opened a wooden door.

The fresh smell of woods, mixed with the aroma of moist rainwater, immediately entered the house.

It was indeed raining outside.

Maple trees, oak trees and cedar trees are mixed in the courtyard, and the summer rain makes the leaves green in color.

"This is a Zen monastery on the outskirts of Yuecheng, which is not open to the public. I know the Zen master Yiyin here, and I greeted him and came to stay for a few days. We try to go out as little as possible, and don't disturb other monks' practice."

Su Qiyun nodded.

In fact, he also felt that this place made him feel much more comfortable.Maybe it's... the reason why he grew up next to a Buddhist temple.

After opening the window, Gu Peifeng walked back to Su Qiyun and sat down: "I think this is a better medicine for you than those injections."

He quietly rolled up Su Qiyun's wrist, and slowly pulled his loose sleeve upwards, revealing a few pinholes on the inside of the elbow that were almost disappearing: "Brother, may I ask... when did this happen? "

Su Qiyun didn't answer, but pulled back the fluffy sleeves.

He looked down, the clothes were made of cotton and linen, with double breasts, a bit too big for him, and the neckline was so plunging—it wasn't his clothes.

"...It's mine." Gu Peifeng replied, "I also changed it for you. I didn't see it."

He answered the three questions he wanted to ask at once.Su Qiyun pinched the neckline with his right hand and sat silently.

"Xiaoci..."

"Wanyan is here to take care of her, so it is." Gu Peifeng replied, "I have made all the arrangements, don't worry."

At this time, the sky is just bright, it is a deep dark blue, the night rain and the leaves outside the eaves are swaying, it is actually very suitable for a peaceful sleep.

"Brother, can you still sleep?" Gu Peifeng asked.

Su Qiyun was very tired, even so tired that he didn't even want to sleep, as if he couldn't get excited about anything.

At this time, Gu Peifeng suddenly remembered those excited praises on Weibo.

Su Qiyun, who was held up on the clouds by them and boasted like a unique star in the world, who would have thought that it would be difficult for him to fall asleep normally.

"I'll accompany you."

Gu Peifeng took the initiative to lean over, and gently pressed his shoulder against his shoulder.

His constant body temperature has been released steadily, while Su Qiyun supported his side cheeks, looking far away, wondering what he was thinking.

"...This world is impermanent, and only this is true, and the rest are false. There may be words, and the world is impermanent, and this is the only truth, and the rest are false. Or there may be words, this world is neither permanent nor impermanent, only this It is true, and the rest is false. Or there are words, this world has a limit, only this is true, and the rest is false..."[1]

The night in the Zen courtyard is extremely quiet.

Gu Peifeng's voice is deep and gentle, reciting the "Chang'an Sutra" in a low voice, like the thin warm sun in winter, melting the deep snow little by little.

Afterwards, it melts into a warm river.

Fortunately, I don't know whether it was Ye Yu's contribution, the scriptures, or the body temperature that accompanied him all the time, Su Qiyun's mood became much calmer afterwards.

He didn't remember how he fell asleep, but he remembered that the floor of the Zen room was not so hard, but he slept very peacefully this time, and there was still a faint fragrance of small green oranges in his sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Su Qiyun was awakened by a ray of golden light.

The rain stopped last night, and the large swaths of dark clouds are still pressing down, only a little sunlight is stingy.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that there were drops of raindrops on the needlepoints of the pine tree, reflecting the lush colors, which was very beautiful.

The fresh mountain air made him reluctant to sleep any more, so he stretched his body under the wooden eaves and looked around.

This is a relatively independent small courtyard, not big, but there is some spring water. Su Qiyun washed his face with the spring water. The water is sweet, like nectar.

At this time, the bell rang not far or near, and the aftertaste echoed among the gloomy trees.

He held the spring water in a daze, and the soft and cold water splashed across his fingers and fell down.

There is new rain in the empty mountains, but Yu Zhongqing.

What I said is about this situation.

The door was gently opened, and when he looked over, he saw only a retracted hand, and a wooden tray was placed in front of the door, with some tea and Vegetarian food inside.

There was no one else in the room except him.Gu Peifeng, who had been with him the whole time last night, was gone.

After finishing his fast, he just opened the partition door, when he saw a group of novice monks hurrying along the corridor, their eyes were on the ground, and their expressions were solemn and alienated.

It seems inappropriate to disturb other people's cleaning.

Su Qiyun backed away again.

It may be because of the environment, or it may be that the bells here are full of clear rhyme. Yesterday, the depression in his heart was blocked by more than half.

He put the wooden tray in the same position as it was sent in, and decided to look at the back mountain behind the courtyard by himself.

There are shoes on the porch, thick-soled wooden clogs, they were not taken back in the middle of the night, and it was wet and hard to step on because of the summer rain all night.

He was wearing a plain fine-striped Zen robe, with a moon-white undershirt underneath, which was closed left and right, without even a belt, which inexplicably gave him a strange feeling, as if it was not safe, just pull it casually can be pulled away.

But it seems inappropriate to wear anything else besides Zen clothes.

The road on the mountain is paved with large bluestone slabs. After a long time, a lot of moss has grown, and the wet clogs are still a little slippery when stepped on.

As soon as he walked out of the courtyard with the wooden door, he saw a large emerald green lake.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the Chanyuan is indeed a good place.

"elder brother!"

Following the sound, Gu Peifeng stood in the water, waved at him, and suddenly laughed.

His Zen robe was rolled up, and the hem of his plain white trousers was rolled up high, exposing a short section of white and straight calf.

He lifted the fish that was still jumping around in the other hand: "Look!"

This fish was at least as long as a small arm, and it was extraordinarily plump. It looked like it had just been caught, and it was still struggling, trying to make Gu Peifeng's face full of lake water.

Su Qiyun was amused by the excitement of him catching the fish. He walked towards the lake and said with a smile: "How old are you, and you are still so naughty. You want to grab a fish when you come to the Buddhist temple."

Gu Peifeng put down the strong fish, and said solemnly: "I caught this for you. I found out last time, do you like fish?"

On the day Xiaoci came, Gu Peifeng made a steamed fish, but Xiaoci didn't touch the fish bones because he thought it was troublesome, but Gu Peifeng picked the bones and handed them to Su Qiyun, most of which were eaten by him.

It was a swallowtail silver pomfret weighing two catties, half of which was a favorite for one person.

Su Qiyun paused for a long while, but didn't know how to answer.But what Gu Peifeng said is indeed the truth. He grew up by the sea, and if the pricking is aside, he loves fish.

Su Qiyun gave a low hum.

While talking, Su Qiyun had already walked to the shore, and found a small fire nearby, probably planning to grill fish.

"You do it yourself?" He asked, "Why don't you ask the master in the Buddhist monastery—"

Before he finished speaking, he realized the problem himself and laughed first.

It is really a sin to entrust a little master to help cook fish while catching other people's fish.

"Wait!"

Gu Peifeng smiled, paddling the water and walking towards the shore, he splashed so much that Su Qiyun's face on the shore got a lot of water droplets.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and stood upright. Su Qiyun was surprised, and saw three or five young monks coming down from the back mountain. Judging from the direction, they happened to be passing by where they were.

Su Qiyun secretly laughed in his heart, let you steal other people's fish, now you will get the stolen goods and get them.

He could hardly hold back his smile, so he lowered his head to watch the reeds on the shore sway slightly, sweeping against the edge of his Zen robe.

"donor."

Sure enough, a group of young novice monks looked over and saluted Su Qiyun and Gu Peifeng with palms together, and Su Qiyun hurriedly clasped his hands together in return.

These little novice monks walked away along the lake.

Just dodged like this?

Gu Peifeng held Yu's hand behind his back, pretending to be calm, and saluted seriously with the other hand. I have to say that this kid's acting skills and psychological quality are quite excellent.

Seeing the string of young novice monks walking away, he breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to raise the fish in his hand to be strong, he saw the last little novice monk turn around and nod slightly to him: "Alms, Buddhist Qingxiu!" Jingdi, please be merciful."

Just as Gu Peifeng took a step, he suddenly turned his head and was in a hurry to hide the fish. He was in a hurry, and the sole of his foot slipped and fell into the lake.

He sat in a daze, the lake water was about to fill up to his chest, the fish immediately became lively when it touched the water, swished far away, and jumped up in a showy way, flicked the fish tail, splashed the killer The prisoner who tried to fish had a look of water in the lake.

This time Su Qiyun couldn't hold back for a moment, and burst out laughing.

But soon he couldn't hold his breath anymore, Gu Peifeng paddled the big water to the shore and grabbed his calf.

"What are you doing, I won't go into the water." Su Qiyun smiled, trying to break free by holding his legs.

Gu Peifeng smiled slightly, which was different from his usual obedient and clean smile, but rather mischievous and cunning: "That's up to you!"

With a splash, the water splashed across his face, and he dodged subconsciously, but his arm was pulled, his body lost balance, and he was pulled forward several steps.

When he realized it, his shoes had slipped to nowhere, and the hem of his Zen clothes was completely soaked in the lake water, and there were small fish swimming leisurely, as if they touched his calf, swishing out again. Far.

"Gu... Peifeng!"

Gu Peifeng thought he had succeeded in pranking and was having fun in the water.

Seeing that Su Qiyun was about to lose his temper, he ran away, but the resistance in the water was too great. Just as he fell, his clothes were all wet, and he fell in a panic. Before he could take a few steps, he felt his arm was caught .

"Is it fun?"

Of course, this is not a polite question.

Almost at the same time, he was dragged headlong into the lake, struggled a few times, and there was not even a splash on the lake.

The depth here is only a little above the knees. Gu Peifeng was just catching fish, why suddenly disappeared.

It rained last night, and the visibility in the water has also dropped a lot, and I can't see clearly.

He must have been drowning.

Just now, Su Qiyun went to make trouble with him when his head got hot, but now Su Qiyun looked at the calm lake, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became.

He quickly untied the belt of the Zen robe on his body, and was about to plunge into the water to save others, when suddenly a strong force came from behind, and he fell face-down into the water.

Gu Peifeng finally jumped up from the lake, causing a large splash of water. He wiped off the lake water from his face, looked at Su Qiyun who fell into the lake in a daze, and said with a smile, "It's fun!"

Su Qiyun: "..."

Gu Peifeng grew up by the seaside and was very familiar with the water. After he was pushed down, he swam to the depths and went behind Su Qiyun. Push into the water.

There is a huge prerequisite for doing this - he knows that Su Qiyun's water quality is very good.

Sure enough, it wasn't too deep here, Su Qiyun touched the bottom of the lake as soon as he fell in, and sat up straight away.

He was stunned for a second, then he understood the ins and outs, and pretended to be angry: "Okay, you are really bad enough."

"Brother, it seems that you pushed me first. That's what I am--doing the same way and giving back to the other body."

Su Qiyun's face was covered with water, and his wet black hair hung down, making his skin look like it was pinched by the moonlight. Gu Peifeng was even worried that he would melt away in the water.

"Why are you in a daze!"

He suddenly woke up, and then his body became unstable. Su Qiyun grabbed the Zen robe and pulled him into the lake.

The two of them were tossing and turning in the lake when suddenly, the dark clouds parted slightly, and the golden light of the early morning fell on the water.

The grip on his arm loosened.

Gu Peifeng opened his eyes underwater and saw Su Qiyun beside him, his cold white face was warmed by the sun.

Su Qiyun seemed to have completely forgotten about the prank, and was staring at the bottom of the water in a daze.

Gu Peifeng followed his gaze and was startled.

Before he fell in, he didn't expect that the underwater scenery would be like this.

Huge tree roots are densely weaving the underwater lakeshore, with branches leaning down, swimming fish walk through the green leaves.

The stones at the bottom of the lake were covered with moss, and a small translucent crab swished into the bottom of the stones.

Unlike the dense green seen from the surface of the water, the water is actually clear, and the sun is slanting in, and the pebbles at the bottom of the lake are illuminated brightly.

They both stared blankly for a long time, and only came to the surface when they had to take a breath.

It may be that the unique beauty of the bottom of the lake is too shocking. The two sat on the shore, twisting their already wet Zen clothes, and did not speak for a while.

"Brother, look." In the end, it was Gu Peifeng who started the conversation, "There are many things in the world. On the surface, they are like lake water after rain, which is cloudy and painful, but if you submerge yourself, you may find a different scenery at the bottom of the lake."

Su Qiyun was stunned for a moment, then realized that Gu Peifeng had misunderstood.

He lowered his head and said softly, "I'm not depressed."

Now, it was Gu Peifeng's turn to be surprised.

The Zen robe was wrung clean, but the trousers and inner shirt could not be undone here, and the two of them planned to go back to the courtyard first.

Su Qiyun stood up. When his shoes entered the water, he didn't know where they went with the river.

Gu Peifeng glanced quietly.

Su Qiyun's feet were narrow and long, and when he stepped on the simple black stone, the lining was extraordinarily white, and there were some bruised and purple blood vessels on the back of his feet.

He suddenly had an idea.

A beautiful woman's feet should be sweet.

Su Qiyun's underwear was completely wet, sticking to his body half-transparently, and the outline of his slender legs was clearly outlined.

Gu Peifeng's eyes moved upwards until he saw that the collar of his inner jacket was heavily splashed by the water, exposing a large white and straight collarbone.

The other party didn't notice his secret thoughts. Holding the wet Zen robe in his hand, he turned and walked towards the courtyard, but the stones on the ground were no better than the bottom of the lake, and the sharp stone surface made people's feet hurt a little.

Su Qiyun took a few steps, his jade bow-like insteps were slightly raised.

Gu Peifeng understood instantly: "Does it hurt?"

Su Qiyun turned around angrily, his waist was narrow and thin, and he put a layer of wet thin shirt on it: "Who is to blame?"

"Blame me."

Without further ado, Gu Peifeng took off his clogs, tugged at Su Qiyun's sleeve, and pointed at him.

"No."

Su Qiyun waved at him.

Before he took a few steps, someone suddenly grabbed his waist, which made him tense in shock.

Then the soles of his feet were empty, he took a small step back in the air, and was gently placed on the clogs.

He smiled angrily: "What are you hugging, I'm too used to you?"

Gu Peifeng helped him put on the shoes, and made a muffled voice in his nose, prevaricating.

He was secretly happy that Su Qiyun was not angry, or in other words, not really angry.

After walking a few steps, Su Qiyun noticed that the stone slab that Gu Peifeng had stepped on had faint traces of blood: "Why is it bleeding?"

Gu Peifeng thought that he probably didn't know the first half of what happened in the hospital, so he said foolishly: "It might be stuck in the river."

Su Qiyun took off the clogs without any explanation, but Gu Peifeng wanted to give in, until he was stared at, and then obediently put them on.

He was originally only a little taller than Su Qiyun, but now that he was wearing clogs and Su Qiyun was barefoot, it was rare for them to have a significant height difference.

Seen from a slightly elevated angle, Su Qiyun's thin shoulders are really pitiful.

His wet collar was wrapped around his neck like some kind of treasure, and when he looked in, he could see a large white and firm back.

He himself didn't realize it, and walked barefoot on the bluestone slabs, and told Gu Peifeng with a smile that the stone slabs here have a sense of cultivation when stepping on them.

Gu Peifeng was still looking wantonly, but the path of the two of them was blocked by someone.

"Amitabha."

Su Qiyun didn't know the monk standing at the gate of the courtyard, but he felt from his demeanor that this man was different from the little novice who just passed by, and he should be extraordinary.

Gu Peifeng followed up and introduced, "This is Master Yiyin. The owner of the Buddhist monastery."

It turned out that this was Pei Feng's acquaintance.

Master Yiyin's face is young, and his exact age cannot be discerned. Su Qiyun clasped his hands together and nodded respectfully: "Master."

"...'The Buddha speaks the Dharma with one sound, and all living beings can understand it according to their kind', the title of the master, which is quite Zen." [2]

Master Yiyin smiled kindly: "This benefactor is suffering."

Su Qiyun nodded slightly at him.

"For people with predestined relationship, all sorrows, sorrows, sorrows and sorrows have no nature in this life, and they have no nature in form, and they are only caused by thoughts."

Su Qiyun clasped his hands together: "Thank you, Master, for your instruction."

Master Yiyin didn't stay for long, saluted and left. Su Qiyun asked: "Where did the master go?"

"Where it goes, where it comes from, where it is. It is neither born nor destroyed, not constant, not one and not different, not coming out and not coming out." [3]

He didn't turn his head back, just went away.

In the fog in the mountain forest, as soon as he walked into the woods, the moist white mist filled up, covering even his plain clothes.

Su Qiyun watched him walk away, still a little lost in thought.

Gu Peifeng was afraid that he would be distracted into an empty door, so he quickly patted him: "Let's go, brother."

"You're still wearing wet clothes, don't catch a cold."

The two of them used the hot bath in the room one after another, and changed into clean plain gray Zen clothes with fine lines.

Gu Peifeng opened all the wooden lattice doors, and the whole courtyard looked like a painting embedded under the eaves.

The new rain has just passed, and the green leaves in the yard are all moist, which is very peaceful.

Su Qiyun was sitting at the table, writing in lower script and copying scriptures.

"How did you know Master Yiyin?" He wrote for a while, then suddenly asked.

Gu Peifeng was sitting under the wooden eaves with his calves hanging down, and the scattered drizzle fell on him.

Hearing Su Qiyun's question, he turned his head and smiled, his fluffy hair was full of crystal raindrops: "When I was in Tibet, the master happened to turn around the mountain and spent half my life."

Su Qiyun's grinding hand stopped: "Half?"

He simply walked over, knelt down beside Su Qiyun, and looked seriously into his eyes: "Half. There is another half, which was saved by another person."

"who is it?"

Gu Peifeng lowered his eyes and smiled slyly: "First love."