Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

Recently, the Wuxiang Buddhist Sect has a new young novice novice who is not ordained. He lives in Lixue Pavilion. He looks at the sky and the earth all day long, but he doesn't speak.

Hearing this, the curious Buddhist practitioners chattered about it, afraid of Master Xuyun's prohibition and dared not investigate in person, so they had no choice but to make their minds on Master Xu Wu who had just returned from going down the mountain to slay demons.

"Uncle, Uncle, to be honest, I heard that the head of the sect..."

"Have an illegitimate child!!"

"Bah! Don't talk nonsense, Master, his six faculties are clean, and he will never do such a shameless thing!"

"Can……"

After inquiring about the cause and effect, nothing beats these apprentices and grandchildren, so he went to Lixueting to find out.

Seeing the backs of two people, one tall and one short, holding hands and accompanying each other from a distance, although Xu Wu had doubts in his heart, he was not in a hurry to clear it up for a while, and stepped forward to talk to them.

"I heard that during these days when I'm not here, the senior brother spends his time in Lixue Pavilion except for the morning and evening classes, and even the disciples are left behind. I'm still curious about what happened. It turns out that there is a beautiful woman by my side..."

Master Xuyun was not surprised by his arrival, and his smile was still there.

"That's all for those disciples who like to gossip, why even you make fun of the poor monk?"

"It's because senior brother doesn't like to confide his heart to others recently. I was afraid that you would be overwhelmed. Now it seems that you have an extra little confidante, so you can feel at ease."

These words made Master Xuyun laugh, but the boy who was listening was dissatisfied, he shook the old monk's robe and refused to speak.

"Nothingness is a misunderstanding. He is a real man, but the term confidant is appropriate."

Hearing what the old monk said, Mr. Fahua, who had degenerated into the appearance of a young son, was happy, and he relaxed the frown between his brows.

Void was full of curiosity about this little visitor, leaned over and stretched out his hand to him, intending to please the little guy, but the other party didn't appreciate it, turned his head on his hips and "hummed", really childish.

Master Xuyun smiled and said: "He doesn't want to associate with people, this is also the most troublesome problem for the poor monk. Since you are here, you can try to impress him."

It's a pity that nothingness is not a master who likes to curry favor with others. Just as he was about to decline politely, he saw a dirty monk who was dressed in tatters and couldn't even see the original color of the monk's robe, jumping up and down, and muttering wildly: " The wind shakes the heart and shakes the tree, and the cloud generates dust. If you understand today's events, you will be ignorant of the original person."

It was the Buddhist doctor who returned to the void.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Fahua did not show any resistance when he saw the dirty monk. When the two put their hands in front of him at the same time, they did not hesitate to choose the dirty paw that they should despise.

This is the beginning of the rift between nothingness and Lord Fahua.

After that, Master Xuyun was still the only person who could communicate with Mr. Fahua. In order to make him closer to others, the old monk even gave him a common name.

"In the future, how about calling you Changhuan?"

"Chang Huan...repay...Master is really a pun."

"That's not the case. I just hope that you will suffer all the loneliness in the past, and that the rest of the life will grow happily and be safe. This is the most sincere wish from the poor monk to you."

When he was speaking, Master Xu Yun still held his cold little hand in his palm. At that time, he was injured by the dragon sparrow's cold poison when he escaped from the Nine Heavens, his whole body was always piercingly cold, and he was also suffering in midsummer.

The old monk is just a mortal body, holding his hand means suffering from the cold poison together with him, no matter how painful or unbearable, he will not let go.

Mr. Fahua retracted his hand, unable to bear to hurt the person who cared about him any longer, and turned to put his fingertips on the petals of the begonia, and the moment he froze the extremely beautiful thing.

"I'm just a piece of solid ice, I deserve to be crushed into powder! I'm not worthy of Changhuan Chang'an... It's the biggest joke in the world!"

Master Xu Yun shook his head, held his hand again, covered the ecchymosis in his palm, and sighed: "You who are so full of hostility, how can you grow Tianjun again?"

A few days after that, the old monk didn't come to Lixueting to see him. Mr. Fahua began to reflect on whether his words and deeds were too aggressive, which made the old monk who loved him chill.

One day, a Buddhist monk wearing plain white monk robes uninvited and disturbed his tranquility. His whole body exuded the fragrance of lotus flowers in the night. The fingertips stretched out by Mr. Zhao Fahua are also dyed with eye-catching Kodan, so coquettish!

Surprisingly, what the man held in his palm was a round and attractive bun filled with red bean stuffing, exuding a sweet smell from the inside out, which finally provoked the greedy worm in Mr. Fahua's belly, and took a bite in his hand.

"Did the old monk teach you not to eat anything given by strangers, and not to run around with strangers?"

"Are you a stranger?"

"Huh? How do you say that?"

"Aren't you the dirty monk that day?"

Xuannan felt ashamed when his real identity was seen through at a glance, but he was pleasantly surprised when he spoke to him for the first time.

"You... are not autistic anymore?"

Mr. Fahua didn't answer, he didn't wipe the corner of his mouth until he ate the whole red bean bun, and stretched out his hand to Xuannan, who was confused.

"you……"

"Is it possible to recover from my injury?"

This little devil dares to ask for help even with a stinky face. He really doesn't understand the world!

Fortunately, XuanNan didn't intend to make things difficult for him, he checked his pulse very honestly, and it took him a long time before he gave a "tsk".

"If you say that the little monk has nothing to do, will you pick off the little monk's head?"

Lord Fahua shook his head, he had already guessed that mortals could do nothing to deal with the injury caused by Emperor Zun, so he had to find another way, and he didn't expect this incomprehensible monk to come up with any reliable method.

Seeing him like this, Xuan Nan, who had no expectations, had the intention to try it out, and said in a very unpleasant way: "Why don't you treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor?"

He drew out Shenwu horizontally, and it turned out to be a high-quality ebony guqin, which really surprised Mr. Fahua.

Unexpectedly, this person is actually a serious medical practitioner.

"The half-baked ability of this little monk is not as good as the Taoxijian of the Eastern Sea Medicine School, but it is no problem to connect the veins for you. Your golden alchemy is broken and your foundation is damaged. If you are an ordinary cultivator, you can already plan to go back to the mortal world to farm, but you They are Tianxiang Feathermen, their physique and aptitude are different from ordinary people, so maybe there is still hope."

In fact, Xuannan's therapy did heal Fahua-jun's injury, but the help that others can give is limited after all, and in the end he has to rely on himself.

It was only after that that Lord Fahua walked down the Lixue Pavilion, gradually contacted Buddhist practitioners, and opened his heart to accept these outsiders who had nothing to do with him.

He also began to learn to communicate with people, and went down the mountain with Master Xuyun to caress the people.

At that time, one of the most common things the old monk did was to let him stick in front of the pregnant woman's abdomen to listen to the sound of the fetus. At first, he didn't know the meaning of doing this, and he blushed and refused to move forward, and even said some things about whether men and women could not get close. nonsense to alienate others.

Master Xuyun never forced him, nor did he explain the intention of this move to him, until one night, Mr. Fahua, who was curled up under the blanket and was about to fall asleep, felt a pulsation from the Phoenix Emperor Jade Pendant around his neck.

It was only then that he realized that a new life was the most anticipated happy event in the world.

Under the careful guidance of Master Xuyun, Fahuajun, who used to be full of hostility, purified himself with Buddhist principles, and gradually developed a loving and benevolent heart, and was no longer as indifferent as before.

Master Xuyun once said: "In the past, you loved Emperor Zun and regarded him as your father and the goal you pursued all your life. You unconsciously lived yourself in his image, and even learned his merciless attitude towards dissidents. Seven or eight points, it is always good to know how to return from a lost path.”

When he said this, Mr. Fahua was hugging a newborn kitten that had not yet fully grown. He smiled innocently and looked at the old monk expectantly.

"Master, I want to take it back to raise, okay?"

This... is probably the cute thought that every child would have. Seeing him becoming more and more like a normal child, Master Xu Yun was overjoyed.

But his old man chose to refuse like most parents.

"It's good that you can make up your mind to keep it for a lifetime, but the human heart is the most changeable thing. If after many years, it no longer adores you today, becomes old and ugly and disgusting, will you still love it?" Continue raising it?"

Fa Huajun was dumbfounded for a moment.

If it were an ordinary child, he would agree to all kinds of requests in order to fulfill his wish, but he considered this issue very carefully, shook his head for a long time, and put the kitten that cried so pitifully back into the mother cat's arms.

The old monk asked, "Is your answer no?"

"No, I shook my head to mean that I can't make this decision, because... I know that I can't live until it grows old and frail. If I give it years of stability and let it lose the ability to hunt and make a living for half its life, then At that time, you will definitely kill it, so what is the difference from killing it with your own hands? That is not love...it is just selfish possession."

He reluctantly stroked the kitten's back fur, feeling his kindness. The breastfeeding mother cat stretched out her tongue and licked his finger. The prickly touch made the frowning Fahua Jun smile.

He continued: "Besides, it has its own home, so why should I meddle in my own business? If it is really taken away, its parents and brothers will cry to death. How can anyone bear such a cruel thing? "

In the end, he did not take the kitten away, but he would often bring some delicious food down the mountain to share with it.

Watching the skinny cat that was only the size of a palm grow into an orange pig, he often complains about this animal that doesn't understand human language.

"The old monk is right. Not only people, but also cats can change. If I hadn't watched you grow up every day, I would have thought you were the lost pig of Aunt Zhang's house..."

The cat couldn't understand what he said, so it lingered in his arms, listening to him talk about those interesting things on Wuxiang Mountain, and when he felt comfortable with him, it let out a moan or two from deep in its throat, becoming one of the few people in the world who was willing to listen to him. A confidant who pours out his heart.

"I think of the past, he also liked to lie on my lap and act like a baby..."

Mr. Fahua was moved by the scene, holding the jade pendant tightly, and burst into tears like rain.

"Little Baozi, I won't think you're pestering me anymore, and I won't push you away again...Come back, come back quickly, okay..."

The author has something to say: Wipe away the tears of Master.