life fate

When Zixiu cleaned up Zisangyu from beginning to end, it was dawn.Zixiu looked at Zisangyu's ashen face, exhaustion surged up from the bottom of his heart, drowning his whole body.He could barely breathe, and his body was so weak that he couldn't stand still.

Zixiu stretched out his hand to caress Zisangyu's cold face, and said softly, "Ayu, it doesn't hurt anymore, and it won't hurt in the future. Let's sleep and everything will be fine tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he climbed onto the bed and hugged Zi Sangyu tightly.The rooster crowed in the distance, and the town was about to become noisy.Zixiu's mood was unprecedentedly calm, he fell into a deep sleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

This sleep was so dark that Zixiu was still in a daze when he woke up.Even when he saw Zi Sangyu in his arms, he was still a little surprised... *healed?

But he soon felt the coldness on Zi Sangyu's body, and the pain was torn open again, and blood dripped out.

From then on, the world is so big and noisy, only he is alone.

Even though he didn't want to admit the fact anymore, he got up after lying down for a while.He couldn't give Zisang happiness before his death, but he had to give him peace after death.

But as soon as he sat up, he saw Zi Sangbi sitting in the corner of the room.With red eyes, Zi Sangbi sat in the corner and stared at the two of them.

Zi Sangbi didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't even notice that Zixiu was up.

Zixiu called out lightly: "Patriarch Zisang." After sleeping for too long, his head was still a little dazed, and he almost tripped over himself when he got out of bed.

Only then did Zi Sangbi come back to his senses, strode over and grabbed Zixiu's clothes, and said with a hoarse voice, "Go, I will take Ayu away."

"Why! I don't agree!" Zixiu's eyes widened. He had hardly argued with anyone so loudly before, and his face was flushed to the root of his neck.

Zi Sangbi also stared straight at Zixiu. With a tired face, he said every word: "Then why do you have it? What did you give Ah Yu? You caused him to betray his family and made him angry to death." Killed my father! He was shot because of you, and died because of you! Do you think you gave him love? It was your cheap love that killed him!"

The atmosphere was suddenly silent, and the two looked at each other, unwilling to give in to each other.

In the end Zi Sangbi broke the silence: "You can't take him away, there are all my people outside. You can't do anything, even if you take him away, can you give him a good cemetery? It can make him happy Is it a glorious burial?"

Zixiu looked at Zisangbi with increasingly fierce eyes: "I must take him away."

Zi Sangbi showed a sneer, clapped his hands, and a group of people rushed in after a while.Some of them held onto Zixiu tightly, even though he struggled and resisted, they never let go.Others were protecting Zi Sangbi, while Zi Sangbi walked slowly towards Zi Sangyu and picked him up.

"Put him down!" Zixiu struggled and roared, "Ayu is mine! Mine!"

But no one paid any attention to him, they strode forward, and when they left the house, the sound of their footsteps gradually faded away.After a long time, those who were holding Zixiu let him go, and one of them gave him a sympathetic look.But everyone didn't speak, and they walked out of the house in an orderly manner.

It was still pouring rain outside, and it seemed that the rain could not stop.Zixiu pulled away from his stupefaction, pulled away a few people, and chased in the direction Zisangbi left.Why...why should he be blamed?He didn't want anything else, he just wanted Ah Yu!

It's just that God's will tricks people, good fortune and fate are cruel and ruthless things.

In the end, Zixiu failed to catch up with Zisangbi's carriage. He was soaked and kicked a rock and his whole body leaned forward.Water accumulated on the ground, Zixiu fell hard, his palms were scratched, and his whole body ached.

Suddenly he didn't have the strength to get up, he bent his hands and buried his head in his elbows, and began to cry bitterly.Hot tears mixed with icy rain, ran across Zixiu's cheeks.

People coming and going around all looked sideways.But no one dared to go forward, and Zixiu even heard someone say, "Isn't this the lunatic a few days ago?"

When he was about to faint, the rain suddenly decreased, and he felt someone stop in front of him.

Zixiu tried his best to raise his head, and vaguely saw Master Yuanwu's appearance.I was really... Zixiu passed out before he finished thinking about it.

When Zixiu woke up, he felt that his whole body was burning hot, and he was unconscious.

Surrounded by a familiar environment, he really returned to the sea of ​​clouds.After walking by myself for a while, when I came back here, I felt a different kind of joy.

As soon as he moved, the little junior brother who was sleeping beside the bed was awakened.The little junior rubbed his eyes and propped himself up: "Eldest senior brother, are you awake? Just wait, I'll call Master!"

"No..." Zixiu opened his mouth and realized that his throat was dry and sore, and his voice was hoarse, "cough cough cough..."

The little junior brother only heard Zixiu coughing, and turned his head to comfort him: "Brother, lie down well, I'll go and call the master right away!" .

Zixiu wanted to sneak away, but his body was so weak that he couldn't even sit up.He was lying quietly on the bed, it should be Yunhai's practice time, Zixiu could vaguely hear everyone's voices.

The surrounding was very quiet, Zixiu was in a daze with a clear mind, he didn't think about anything, whether it was the past or the empty future, they all dispersed, leaving only the temporary peace in his heart.

Master Yuan Wu came soon, the junior brother should have been sent away, there were only two people in the room who were facing each other silently.

Master Yuanwu said: "Some people don't have to go through everything, but they can see through everything with a seven-aperture exquisite heart. Some people have gone through everything, but they are still trapped in the world of mortals. Zixiu, do you know your mistake?"

Zixiu closed his eyes, tears ran across his face, and the warmth quickly dissipated.He said, "I know I was wrong."

The fault is that I am overestimated, and the fault is that I am fighting against fate.If I could do it all over again, I would definitely stick to the clear rules and spend my whole life cultivating that person's safety and success.

"Are you willing to convert to Buddhism?"

"willing."

Master Yuanwu's closed disciple has returned to the sea of ​​clouds. No matter how lively the rivers and lakes are, the sea of ​​clouds is still peaceful and peaceful.Master Yuanwu quickly arranged a shaving ceremony for Zixiu, and Zixiu still had some time to prepare.

These were the last words Master Yuanwu said to him that day... To enter Buddhism, you must be pious. I hope you will think clearly this time.

Zixiu doesn't know if his piety is enough, but he won't return to vulgarity anymore.What's the point of being alone when there is no attachment in the world?

However, he still took advantage of this time to leave the sea of ​​clouds and went to the small town in the south of the Yangtze River where he and Zi Sangyu bought the house.He sold the house, found a treasured piece of land near mountains and rivers, dug a grave with his own hands, and buried himself and some sundries of Zi Sangyu in it.

The red dust was so high that it collapsed suddenly, without even splashing the dust.There is no need to say goodbye, anyway, it will be a cloud in the future.

When there is nothing in the heart, the days pass extremely slowly, but day after day, like running water, passes in a blink of an eye.After decades of life, it seems that there is no hope, but I still survived.

There won't be much change in the sea of ​​clouds, it's nothing more than Master Yuanwu passed away, and the position of abbot was handed over to Zixiu.Zixiu had nothing else to do, he just took care of the big and small things in the sea of ​​clouds, read and chanted scriptures, basically soaking in the meditation room.

Later, he also discovered a martial arts secret book, and he retreated for a year, broke through his own barriers, and became one of the masters of the rivers and lakes.This surprise came too late, too late, Zixiu had no energy to be happy or sad when it was late.

He seldom even went out to give lectures on Buddhism, and the only time he was invited by Mr. Boqing in Beijing was to go to the school to discuss scriptures for children.It was another year of deep winter, and the capital was snowing heavily. On the way back, Zixiu picked up an unconscious child, and took him back to the sea of ​​clouds with kindness.

He named the child Hui Kong, hoping that he would be smart and free from burdens.He used to be stern, but it wasn't until Huikong arrived that he laughed more.

When the child smiled, his brows were crooked, and his eyes flickered.Zixiu prefers him, and always thinks he looks like someone.

But the memory was too heavy, and Zixiu didn't have the strength to sweep away the heavy dust that covered it up.So the days are still going on like this, the stupid monk who returned to vulgarity for love, and the stupid young master who abandoned his family for love, have become a dim frame in the long time, not even the talk after dinner.