For ordinary people, it is naturally their dream to learn peerless martial arts and become a top master.But throughout the ages, how many martial arts masters have been able to learn the world's best skills and achieve eternal fame?Even if one's martial arts are extraordinary and holy, can he really be at ease and do whatever he wants?At least the No. 1 Ning Daoqi in the Central Plains martial arts has not really been able to get away with it.

Liao Kong stared at the girl, her expression didn't change a bit, even when she heard such an opportunity that ordinary people dream of, she was not at all unmoved, she shook her head gently, and said silently: "I don't want to learn martial arts .”

Hearing this, Lekong sighed, he didn't ask the girl why she didn't want to learn martial arts, and he didn't mention it again.Learning martial arts does not happen overnight, and the effort required is also very affordable.Moreover, in order to practice extraordinary martial arts, one must endure pain that ordinary people cannot bear.Even he had put in arduous efforts when he was a teenager, suffered a lot to achieve something, and he certainly didn't want girls to suffer like him.

"Were you tired when you were learning martial arts?" the girl asked him again.

Liao Kong suddenly realized that he could hardly remember the details of learning martial arts when he was young, and he had almost completely forgotten those who taught him.It's just that he still remembers the hardships of practicing hard every day when he hears the chicken dancing. How can he not be tired after learning martial arts?How can you not be tired when you are a human being?

"Then you don't regret learning martial arts in the future?"

Liao Kong smiled: "Since I have learned it, I will not regret it."

"Then you don't regret anything?" the girl asked again.

Kong couldn't answer this time, how could he not regret anything?At least the existence of the girl in front of him is the one thing he regrets the most and the least.

Seeing Kong and not answering, the girl seemed to be aware of it, stared at Kong for a long time, and asked quietly: "Did I make you regret it?"

Liao Kong looked at her with tenderness and peace in his eyes: "No."

Hearing this answer, the girl laughed: "Me neither."

The two stared at each other with smiles in their eyes.

While talking, the sun has completely set.The moon gradually rises, and the bright moon shines on people and everything.

Liao Kong stood up, he should have left.As soon as the sun goes down, it's time for him to leave. This is the rule he set for himself, and no matter how he shakes it, he must implement it.Seeing Kong get up, the girl neither stopped nor held back, she still sat there motionless and looked at him.Until he closed the wooden door, blocking the sight of the two meeting, he still didn't look back.

After the moon rises, he belongs to the Buddha statue.

The girl stood up and walked to the window. The tall and familiar figure slowly walked towards the copper hall. The Buddha statues in the hall should welcome their most devout believers again.

Just like the bright moon in the sky, although it points out the direction for everyone, it does not belong to anyone.No matter throughout the ages, no one can get the moon in the sky. Are the disciples of the Buddhas also like the moon?

The girl looked at the moon, which seemed to be only a few feet away from her, and she couldn't help reaching out her hand to touch it.It's a pity that there is an unreachable distance between them, even if she can see the moon as soon as she raises her eyes, and the moonlight shines on her body, she can never touch it.

How can I touch the moon in the sky?

Such a question arose in the girl's heart.In the past, she saw the moon in the stream in the small valley, which was close at hand and within reach, but she knew that the moon was a flower in the mirror of the moon in the water, and as long as she reached out to touch it, it would disappear without a trace.

Now she looks at the real moon in the sky, and there is only one thought in her mind, how wonderful it would be if she could go to the moon.

The moonlight was getting darker, and the evening classes of the monks were finished, and the sound of chanting sutras from afar could no longer be heard, and the state of silence and no one was restored everywhere.The girl returned to the table, picked up the pen and began to copy the Buddhist scriptures that have fascinated countless monks.

"The eight phases are called suffering. Birth is suffering, old age is suffering, illness is suffering, death is suffering, separation from love is suffering, resentment and hatred are suffering, not getting what you want is suffering, and the five abundances are suffering. Those who can give birth to these eight sufferings are called causes."

When copying this place, the girl couldn't help but stop writing.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, love and parting, resentment and hatred meeting, nothing to ask for.If we copied all the Buddhist scriptures in this world, would we be able to break through the relationship?Thinking of this, the girl froze for a moment, why did she have such an idea?She tried her best to echo in her mind, trying to think of the scales and claws from the past, but she couldn't think of it at all.

Why are you in that small valley?Who are you?What was your past?

She couldn't remember anything, but why did she have the idea of ​​wanting to know what love is?The girl thought hard for a long time, but she still had no answer, so she gave up pursuing the answer.

The girl carefully recalled what she had copied, and found that there was no answer she wanted to know.So she found all the Buddhist scriptures in the room and flipped through them page by page.There are some teaching people to be kind, some teaching people how to get rid of the sea of ​​suffering, some teaching people to know themselves, some explaining various causes and effects, and some describing various reincarnations, but they don't teach people how to forget emotions.

The girl closed the sutras, and she walked out of the tower again.After walking outside the bronze hall, before reaching the steps, the bronze door opened silently, and the girl walked in silently.

Liaokong sat quietly in front of the Buddha statues, and the girl went straight to him.Liao Kong closed his eyes tightly, clasped his hands together, and was constantly chanting something.Under the light of the candlelight, her beautiful face was radiant.

The girl stood there without saying anything.After a long time, Sora opened his eyes, looking at the girl with deep and innocent eyes.The girl looked straight at Kong, and asked after a long time: "Are there any teachings in Buddhist scriptures on how to forget love?"

Seeing this question, Liao Kong was taken aback, and replied calmly: "Yes."

"What was that like?" the girl asked again.

"The so-called control tells him to accept remaining hatred, avoid coquettish anger, and reform himself, change his love, stop falling in love with the passing water, turn back from the sea of ​​bitterness, and realize the cause of orchid early. Among all the methods, only emotion is the most difficult to detect, and only extreme emotion can be ruthless .”

"Are you saying you have to be merciless before you can be ruthless?"

Sokong nodded.

"I don't understand."

Liao Kong replied, "I don't understand either."

"Then do you believe it?"

"I believe."

"Why would you believe that?"

"Because the Buddha never lied."

"Does the Buddha have feelings?"

"of course."

"Is the Buddha ruthless?"

"of course."

"I don't understand."

"Because the Buddha was also a human being, and later became a Buddha."

"If you are human, will you have feelings?"

"Yes."

"Then can you be ruthless from human to Buddha?"

"Maybe still not."

"Why not?"

"Because ruthless is sentient. The Buddha is merciless to all living beings, and the Buddha is sentimental to all living beings."

"I still do not understand."

"It's okay, many people don't understand."

"Then do you understand?"

"Maybe I understand, maybe I don't."

"I don't think you understand. If you were ruthless, you wouldn't be sitting here."

Hearing this, Kong Kong smiled for a while.

"I don't understand either. If I were ruthless, I wouldn't be sitting here, so I don't understand why ruthless is sentient?"

"Maybe you'll understand later."

"Then am I in love now?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

"Then why are you ruthless when you have feelings?"

"Because you can only let go if you understand."

"You mean that only when you understand love can you let go of love and become a ruthless person?"

Sokong nodded.

"Why can you let go of love when you understand it?"

I was speechless.

"Then do you understand now?"

There was no silence.

"Then can you let go now?"

Liao Kong remained silent.

All the gods and Buddhas in the hall seemed to be looking at him, with a mysterious and unspeakable smile on their lips.

"Then how can we be affectionate?"

Leaving nothing to say, the Buddha statue is still smiling, and the lamps and candles in the temple are silently shedding red tears.

The girl walked to Kong's side, knelt down piously, and she bowed meticulously to the Buddha statue in the hall three times.Liao Kong could clearly hear the sound of her head touching the floor tiles in the hall.

"I hope the Buddhas in the temple can teach me how to understand love."

Liao Kong sighed silently, how could anyone make such a request to the Buddhas?

As if feeling Kong's sigh, the girl turned sideways to look at him: "Can't I make such a request to the Buddhas?"

Liaokong wanted to sigh again. He looked at the smiling Buddha statues in the hall, then at the girl, and said, "You don't need to make such a request to the Buddha. His disciples will naturally fulfill your wish."

The red candles in the hall crackled, and red tears slowly flowed down, falling on the cold table and gradually solidifying.The shadows of the lights flickered, and blurred black shadows were cast on the surrounding walls.

The moonlight has completely failed to shine on this place shrouded in the shadow of lights, and the sound from outside has also been isolated from the bronze door.The Buddhas are still smiling silently, their eyes seem to be looking at the top of the bronze hall, and they seem to be looking at the void with pity.

For many days and nights, they just sat silently in the copper temple.If it weren't for the candles lit in the hall, perhaps no one would have seen their faint smiles.

There was silence in the Copper Temple. If it weren't for the crackling sound of burning candles that came from time to time, there would hardly be any sound here.The cold white marble stone bricks conveyed the unique chill of stone materials, and the lights on the stone bricks kept flickering, casting a vague shadow.

The cold wind from the outside penetrated through the two narrow vents on the top of the copper hall with difficulty, and the temperature inside the hall was still warm, not affected by the cold wind at all, and even tended to rise continuously.Perhaps it was due to the influence of the burning candles, even the cold stone bricks gradually became less cold, and gradually showed a little temperature under the illumination of the lights.

There was another crackling, and the red candle on the table exploded with a low sound.The flames danced, and the shadows swayed constantly.

Then, a drop of red slowly slid down and dripped on the flawless white stone surface.

The moon rises silently above the mid-heaven, the cold wind blows, the white camellia in front of the window trembles slightly, and the last few white petals also slowly fall in the breeze.

The author has something to say:

The eight phases of suffering... are called causes.From the "Mahaparinirvana Sutra".

Accept the remaining hatred... Wu Lanyin early.It's from the Peking Opera "Suo Lin Nang".

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