Wind over Yongning

Le Yongning's childhood extras (not related to the main story, enter with caution)

Le Yongning was born prematurely in less than nine months, and he couldn't survive several times when he was born. Fortunately, the abbot of Shaolin Temple passed by Yujian Villa and pulled him back from the Palace of the King of Hell several times.

But the dignified abbot of Shaolin Temple can't stay in Yujian Villa for a long time, but he saw Le Yongning's breathing was weak and he didn't even cry, as if he would pass by if he made a wrong eye. So what if Le Junhao is the leader of the martial arts alliance, he is weak in the face of Qi deficiency The child had no choice but to entrust him to the abbot of Shaolin Temple and bring Le Yongning back to Shaolin Temple to raise him.

This stay lasted for 18 years. For Le Yongning, Shaolin Temple is his home, and all the brothers and sisters in Shaolin Temple are his brothers.

Although when he was young and ignorant, he used to worry about what the black strands of obstructions protruding from his head are, and he needs to be cleaned every three days at most. If he doesn't wash it, he will emit a strange smell , Why didn't the brothers and sisters, he was the only one suffering from this strange disease.

Le Yongning scratched his hair in distress, thinking that the root cause of this disease was troublesome.

Other fellow apprentices wash up in the morning and wipe their scalps with a cloth towel, and they are clean.

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And he needs to clean the root of the disease every three days, and it will take a long time for it to dry.

Once, he thought it was troublesome, and he went to sleep directly after washing without waiting for the root of the disease to dry. Unexpectedly, he contracted a cold the next day. He had a splitting headache and could only breathe with his mouth. The month's bitter soup is good.

Hey... Master is obviously skilled in medicine, but he doesn't know when he will be able to cure this disease!

Later, when he was a little older, Le Yongning accidentally saw his master shaving a disciple who had just started, and found out that he was not the only one with this strange disease, and the master could also cure it. Le Yongning burst into tears...

Le Yongning, who was only three or five years old at that time and was not as high as his master's knees, cried while hugging the abbot's leg, yelling, "I beg the master to save the disciple, and get rid of the root of the disease on the disciple's head." '

Immediately, everyone in the Shaolin Temple burst into laughter, and in the next ten years or so, they would often make jokes about this matter...Of course, except for the highly respected master...

At that time, the master slightly raised the corners of his mouth, bent down and hugged Le Yongning, gently stroked the top of his hair, and said softly: "It's not a disease, it's hair, everyone will have it."

"Master lied! Come out... out... my family members don't lie, obviously you don't have it, only I have it!" Le Yongning hiccupped while crying in Master's arms.

The abbot patted him on the back and said softly, "You will understand when you grow up."

Le Yongning pouted dissatisfiedly, what is the best way to grow up?

Why are there countless things that can be learned without a teacher as long as you grow up?

One day he was digging bamboo shoots in the bamboo grove behind the Shaolin Temple. The uncle Du Ku, who was in charge of the kitchen, promised him that if he dug a basket of bamboo shoots, then the uncle would bring him a candied haws from the mountain tomorrow when he went down the mountain to buy. .

Suddenly he saw a child standing in the bamboo grove, looking up at a bamboo and not speaking. He was wearing plain white clothes, and a small flower made of pearls was inserted on the braid similar to his own. With a round face and big eyes, she is cuter than all the juniors in Shaolin Temple.

He quietly walked up to the child, and asked in a low voice, "Are you a fairy transformed from bamboo?" Go up and take a bite.

"You are the goblin!" The child's voice was fierce, but cuter, and he said, "I am Feng'er, not a monster."

"Feng'er..." Le Yongning blinked, grinned and said, "It's so nice." Then Le Yongning pointed to the shofar braid on Feng'er's head and asked, "Are you sick too?" Le Yongning Seeing that there are people in the world who suffer from the same strange disease as him, he immediately feels sympathy for Feng'er.

Feng'er thought he was referring to the pearl hairpin in his hair, and suddenly remembered that he had toiled Aunt Haitang for a long time to get this pearl hairpin just yesterday, and he knew in his heart that he was a boy and not a girl, and he shouldn't like girls He likes things, but he just likes them, so he always thinks that he should be a girl too, but facing this person in a monk's robe but with long hair, he still blushed with anger, and couldn't help but retort: ​​"You take care of it." Be yourself, you long-haired fake monk."

Hearing this, Le Yongning stroked the hair on his head again and fell into deep inferiority complex again. He pouted uncontrollably and muttered in a low voice: "It will be fine when you grow up, Master said that everything will be fine when you grow up... "

Hearing this, Feng'er looked up again at the crisp bamboo leaves above his head falling with the wind, and asked in a muffled voice: "Fake monk, how old are you this year?"

"Ten years old." Le Yongning replied honestly, still thinking in his heart, how long is ten years old before growing up?

"Ten years old, two years older than me, and should know more than me." Feng'er said with a soft sigh.

"Of course." Le Yongning immediately said confidently: "The older you are, the more you understand. If there is anything you don't understand, just ask me."

Feng'er was silent for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "If your family members are always being bullied, and people always come to your house to steal money, you have ways to protect your family members, but your life will be shorter...you What will you do?"

"Will he die?" Le Yongning was astonished, with a terrified expression on his face.

Feng'er immediately shook his head and said: "I won't die, but I will live a little less."

Le Yongning pondered for a while, thinking about what he would do if his brothers in Shaolin Temple were bullied and their food was robbed, but as soon as he thought about being hungry, Le Yongning immediately said firmly: "No one has died in life since ancient times. I will die sooner or later, of course I can't let others bully my fellow apprentices!"

"It makes sense." Feng'er heard the words and felt that the words made sense, nodded thoughtfully and said: "I understand, thank you fake monk."

Le Yongning pursed his lips, and said aggrievedly: "Can you stop calling me a fake monk, sooner or later, Master will help me shave off this trouble."

Feng'er couldn't help laughing: "Then I wish you all your wishes come true."

Le Yongning grinned again when he heard the words, and then he took Feng'er to teach him how to dig bamboo shoots, how to blow the sound with bamboo leaves, and how to take out the hidden honey from the bamboo...

But not long after, a voice came from outside the bamboo forest: "Master... we should leave."

Feng'er quickly grabbed the hem of Le Yongning's clothes, wiped his dirty palms on Le Yongning's clothes, and hurriedly said: "Aunt Haitang called me, I have to go, I will bring you delicious food when I come next time." pastries."

Le Yongning smoothed the wrinkles on the hem of the clothes where his hands were wiped indifferently, and smiled brightly: "Yes! I'll wait for you!"

Feng'er smiled at Le Yongning, then ran out of the bamboo forest, and soon disappeared without a trace.

The next day, Le Yongning waited for a long time but did not wait for Feng'er to come again, but the child has a great forgetfulness, so he quickly forgot Feng'er.

Only the matter of Master's reluctance to treat him has been hidden in Le Yongning's heart for a long time, and it has been brooding over the years. After turning ten years old, it has almost become a heart disease. no.

In the end, there was still a brother who couldn't see it, and quietly took Le Yongning to the lobby where he burned incense and worshiped Buddha in the front hall.

Le Yongning hid behind his senior brother, hid in a corner and watched the pilgrims walking shoulder to shoulder, and opened his mouth wide in shock.

He has never seen so many people before. It turns out that all people in this world have disease roots on their heads. Some are black and some are white. with jewels on...

The brother touched Le Yongning's soft buttocks, and said gently: "This is not the root cause of the disease. This is called hair. Everyone has it. Only monks will shave it off. You have never shaved, so you should have hair."

Le Yongning nodded half-understood, and suddenly asked: "Then why didn't master shave me too?" Hair is so troublesome, it needs to be washed every day in summer, and if you don't wash it, you will get lice, which is bothersome and cumbersome. Isn't it heavy for those people to put so many things on their hair?

"No." The brother said with a smile, "You are not broken from the mortal world, so you cannot become a monk."

Le Yongning pursed his lips, and asked aggrievedly: "Is it because I didn't do well that I can't meet Master's requirements? Please give me some pointers, I will work hard."

In the eyes of the senior brother, Le Yongning is the child he watched growing up, innocent, sensible and pure in mind, so how could there be anything wrong, but he really didn't know how to explain it, so he could only pat Le Yongning's soft back, helplessly Said: "You are still young, you will understand when you grow up."

Le Yongning was discouraged!It's growing up again!So what is it about growing up?Why do you have to grow up to understand everything!

So Le Yongning became the only one with hair in Shaolin Temple.

He was the only one with a black head in the round and shining forehead, which made him feel out of place and a little inferior.

He would ask the master to shave him several times a year, but the master gave the same excuse every time: you are not destined to become a monk.

So becoming a monk has become Le Yongning's obsession since he was a child.

He wants to become a monk!

I want to blend in with my brothers and sisters!

He wants to be the same as his brothers!

He even has an ambition, he wants to become the chief manager of the kitchen in Shaolin Temple in the future, so that he can eat endless snacks...

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Later, when Le Yongning grew up, he knew what hair was and why Master didn't shave him.

But his ideal of wanting to become a monk is still unwavering!

until... until... until...

Le Yongning looked at the person beside him who plunged into his arms and fell asleep with his eyes closed, their loose black hair mixed together.

Enduring the slight discomfort in his body, he sighed, stretched out his hand to cover the corner of the quilt, and closed his eyes again.

Why!Regardless of the past...

The author has something to say:

I changed the name of the article, sorry for the inconvenience caused~

But the Lotus Sutra of the Wonderful Law is very cold at first glance, and it really needs to be changed. I thought about changing it before, but I didn't expect to delay it until today.

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