The old monster loves the poor monk

Not long after, the third dream also came. There was nothing in the dream, only the beating sound of the heartbeat, and there was a desire close to madness in the strong agitation.

Going to Handi...

Time to go back...

Can't wait any longer...

Every day after that, there was such a strong dream, Kong Ming was about to collapse, every day when he woke up, he knew very clearly that he didn't want to go to Handi, and also knew that his idea of ​​going to Handi was illusory Yes, he had long thought that he would spend his whole life at the Buddha's feet, but in his dreams at night, the desire to go to Han always made him feel hot when he woke up.

It was like a tug-of-war between demons and ghosts in his head, it was too painful, it would be better to just saw him in half, take half and leave.

Wu Duyin was still very quiet, but Kong Ming found that Wu Duyin's quietness was only aimed at him. In the past few days, she always went to visit her master and Rinpoche quietly. She didn't know what to say, but she stayed for a while The hour came, and the master and Rinpoche stayed behind closed doors for a few hours after seeing her.

I don't know what kind of Buddha they are practicing and enlightening to every day.

Kongming was not curious. A few days later, Rinpoche summoned him, and the first sentence he said was: "At first, we didn't expect the matter to be so serious." There was more than enough cause and effect, but he didn't expect that he could no longer interfere with all this.

It is such a big sin that the living Buddha actually said "serious".

Kongming was so frightened that he fell down on his knees: "No matter what it is, I beg Rinpoche not to say that."

"Kong Ming, if I send you out of Tibet, would you be willing?"

......

Kongming was stunned, and wanted to shake his head, but he didn't. There was a voice in his heart telling him to nod, but he didn't nod, he didn't react, is Rinpoche driving him away?

When he came out of Rinpoche's room, Kongming's head was still in a daze. The master was waiting for him on the road. Kongming was depressed. The two walked together. Kongming felt aggrieved: "Master, what did I do wrong?" ?"

"Kongming, you are a Buddhist disciple. You should know that although fate is full of variables, cause and effect are already determined. Outside of cause and effect is your heart. If your heart is fixed, cause and effect will turn. If you are uncertain, cause and effect will turn into your mind. If your heart can compare to a mountain, karma will not move you, karma is dust, but if your heart can be 'empty', karma will naturally be empty, there is no bodhi tree, and the mirror is not a stand, remember that there is no one in the first place. "Where is the dust?"

Kongming listened and nodded, and the master sighed: "You have read the Buddhist scriptures, and you can memorize the principles by heart, but you haven't really realized the realm of 'immobility' and 'emptiness', so you still don't understand." , in short, now, the master tells you that if you don’t want to go out of Tibet, the master will support you, no matter what Rinpoche says, don’t be afraid, the master will support your decision. It will be a good place."

Kongming was fighting in his heart, rationally thinking not to leave Tibet, but his heart was about to fly to Handi, and Rinpoche and his master also had a rare fight, one told him to leave Tibet, the other did not want to. He went out of hiding.

Less than half a month has passed since the day he met Wu Duyin, Kong Ming's views and life have undergone earth-shaking changes, so that Kong Ming can't even sweep the floor calmly, counting the fallen leaves that float into the temple while sweeping.

out of Tibet.

Do not hide.

out of Tibet.

......

The last fallen leaf does not hide.

Another fallen leaf floated down there.

Still out of hiding.

Not going out of hiding had been planned a long time ago. With the familiar life, familiar environment, and familiar people, he had no reason to leave.Why do you want to leave Tibet, and what is the reason for leaving Tibet?

After thinking about it, there is actually no reason, it's just the longing in my heart. If I have to say something else, even Kong Ming is really curious about what is there in Handi.

Make him feel so important?

The next day, Rinpoche summoned Kongming again and asked him, "Have you thought about it?"

Kong Ming shook his head.

Rinpoche stared at him with eyes full of wisdom: "It seems that you have already thought about it."

Kongming looked at Rinpoche with wide eyes in surprise, not understanding what Rinpoche meant.

"You should have firmly refused to leave Tibet. In just a few days, your heart has been shaken. Once the seeds germinate, they will not stop. Do you really want to leave Tibet?"

Kong Ming was silent, and thought for a while: "I want to go to Han land to see, set foot on that land, and find out if there are important things there, but I don't want to go out of Tibet with benefactor Wu, I think She's kind of eccentric, and it scares me."

"Since you want to go, you will definitely go, so go early and late, who to follow, what do you care about?"

Kongming felt that what Rinpoche said was reasonable, but he couldn't get over this hurdle: "But if I go with her, the relationship between us will become deeper and deeper. She said that I will go out to help her, and I will go with her. Isn't that just a promise to help her?"

Rinpoche looked at Kong Ming and smiled as if looking at a naive child: "If you can help others, you can help. We have always taught you this way. Why are you so stingy now? Besides, Wu Duyin once said to you What we said is true, we talked about the future with her several times, we can’t see clearly, but she can get a rough idea, something big will happen in Handi, and you.” Rinpoche pointed to his left eye: “The eyes The thing hidden in it may help people get through the rough times."

Kong Ming touched his eyelids...

Rinpoche's words are always justified, and Kong Ming has no reason to refuse. Practice is to save oneself and others. Because of this mirror, this important task has become his responsibility, and going out of Tibet is what he wants to do.

Thinking about Wu Duyin's petite and frail body, she came to him tirelessly, not for herself, but for the disaster that was about to happen, and for the people in the disaster.

He looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but what he does is quite admirable.

Kong Ming convinced himself.

The thoughts in my heart have been settled at this moment. The only thing that Kong Ming still can't let go of is that he can receive a monk ordained in one year (officially ordained ordained according to his own wishes), if he leaves Tibet now, I don't know When will I be able to come back and receive the Bhikkhu precepts.

He had been looking forward to this event, and felt unhappy at the thought of being postponed. It would be great if he could be ordained as a monk before he left the monastery. The teacher talked about this matter.

The master stared at him in silence for a long time, which was the longest time in Kong Ming’s memory. I peeked at the master's face, but I should still agree to him.

The master's face was very bad, and he looked at Kongming seriously: "You can't take the monk's ordination."

Kongming looked blank.

"From now on, you return to the common life and return home. You can no longer call yourself a Buddhist disciple. Go, go and tell your seniors that you have returned to the common life."

After a while, the news spread throughout the temple. The lamas came to comfort Kongming, and the brothers sat with one leg crossed on the bed and complained.

"Accepting or not taking precepts is voluntary, there is no way to force people to return to vulgarity."

In the end, I thought that I should not slander the master, and it was fine to comfort Kongming.

The next day, Rinpoche had already asked someone to pack his luggage for him, and the Tibetan clothes and jackets worn by ordinary people were also prepared for him. After taking off the dark red monk robe, Kong Ming was full of reluctance. Duyin was in a hurry to leave, fearing that Kongming, who had finally got it, would regret it.

Kong Ming bid farewell to the mountain gate outside the temple, and set off with Wu Duyin with his bags on his back.

Rinpoche and his master looked at the two silhouettes that were getting farther and smaller on the narrow mountain road. Rinpoche looked at the heavy face of his old friend, and patted him with a cheerful smile: "Relax your heart, Since his fate is doomed to be full of ups and downs, let him go, the way forward is up to him to walk, it is not necessarily a bad thing."

The master's eyes were full of sorrow: "Although I can't see his karma clearly, I can also faintly feel that his karma is too heavy. If I go here, how can I return?"

Rinpoche naturally understood everything, and smiled with emotion: "So you let him return to the vulgar, and let him taste the taste of those mortal relationships."

The master was bored for a while, and a little angry: "It's okay if we can't hide him enough, but you have the nerve to laugh!" After speaking, he turned his head and left.

Rinpoche looked astonished: "You old bastard, you have a good temper!"

In a few words, the figures of Kong Ming and Wu Duyin had completely disappeared on the mountain road.

When they went to the county town to catch a large truck transporting timber, the two sat on a pile of timber and traveled away from Dazi County on a bumpy journey.

Saying goodbye to the truck master, I transferred to a minivan, and then transferred to a bus full of mud. Step by step, Kongming got farther and farther away from Zayeba Monastery.

On the way, Kongming confessed to Wu Duyin that he didn't want to go out with her because he was a little afraid of her. Although he was afraid that such a little girl would be disgraceful, Kongming still said honestly: "But in the future, we will all wait for her." Together, I will definitely not be afraid of you anymore, I hope we can be friends."

Wu Duyin looked at Kong Ming as if he suddenly remembered something, and said, "Impossible friends, you are older than me, you should be my elder brother, besides, you are a man and I am a woman, so it is impossible for us to be equal friends." .”

This little girl of the Han nationality really has a lot of tricks: "Then what do you want?"

Wu Duyin said: "You are older and I am younger, you are a man and I am a woman, so you should let me, and you should do all the hard work along the way."

Kong Ming frowned: "Of course I will treat you better and do more things, but I am not your slave."

Of course Wu Duyin knew that people should be equal: "You have to work hard for a while, and when we find the next person to join us, we will replace him as a slave. This will be fair."

Kong Ming thought about it, but it has some practicality, everyone can be taken over by the next person, and look at Wu Duyin's thin arms and legs, even if she didn't say so, she would definitely not be able to do much hard work along the way: " Well, as you said, let's get along well."

The trick was successful, and Wu Duyin's pale face finally turned a little bloody: "Let's get along well." Having found a companion who can take responsibility, she can also take a little rest.

The two sat in a row, wrapped in jackets and sleeping in the turbid passenger car. Wu Duyin covered his face with a shawl and slept very unsteadily. Kong Ming found that Wu Duyin was sleeping strangely. After getting on the bus, She closed her eyes all day without moving, but when Kong Ming muttered a few casual words, she would open them immediately, as if she had been sleeping all day, and she seemed to be sleeping for a while all day. Asleep.

The car was crowded with people, smelly and noisy, and at night, the snoring was loud, and amidst the thunderous snoring, a middle-aged woman could be heard shouting: "God damn who touched me? Just touch me and forget it." I kept touching it! I don’t show my power because I think we women are easy to bully, right? Is it you? You stretch out your hand! I’ll know if it’s you or not!”

The woman yelled for a long time, and the sleeping men around her were woken up, one by one was speechless, and they all scolded her for being inexplicable, and she was ignorant of her own affairs, just staring at Gesanghua swaying in the darkness outside the car window in a trance, letting go The hand on the knee was scratched by something cold and rough.

Kong Ming came back to his senses, looked at the woman who was yelling, and looked at his seat up, down, left, and right, and even bent down to look under the seat. He was sitting by the window, so it was impossible for Wu Duyin to touch it. He, if Wu Duyin touched him, but she hadn't moved in the seat, then who touched the woman?

And no one's hands have that kind of cold, rough and slippery feel.

It's so weird.

The touched area on the back of his hand was a little itchy, Kong Ming scratched it, but the more itchy it got, a lot of red dots appeared all of a sudden.

"Wu Duyin, Wu Duyin, take a look." Kong Ming hurriedly called Wu Duyin to come and see.

It was hard to see clearly in the dark, Wu Duyin's eyes were almost on Kong Ming's hand, and after watching for a long time, he raised his head solemnly, and whispered: "It shouldn't be."

"What shouldn't?"

On Wu Duyin's pale face, a pair of eyes lit up with chills: "There is something on this car, given the number of races they are now withered and few, we can't just meet them, it may be for you. "

Kong Ming listened nervously: "What the hell is it?"

"Evil."