Zhijun Xiangu

Liberation

The sun is setting, and the setting sun is like blood.

A sparrow was frightened by an eagle in the sky, flapping its wings to find a safe place to stop, Qu Chen stretched out his hand, and the little guy naturally stopped on Qu Chen's hand, as if he was so relieved.

Quchen smiled, and said: "The last time I met her was 71 years ago, Bai Yuncanggou, a 96-year dream in my life... It's time to wake up."

"...More than 70 years, old man, more than 70 years," Yun Qingyue said, "You dare to gamble with your life, why don't you dare to stand by her when she needs you? Many people's lives last for more than 70 years. None, but she spent 70 years empty-handed, sincerity is so fragile that it should be carefully cared for, aren't you afraid that sincerity will be boiled dry and crushed?"

"Stinky boy! You are here to teach me a lesson?! You think you are better than blue, old man, I am a bastard made of wood? Are you better than me, little bastard?!" Qu Chen raised his eyebrows, Ten years later, "I have been staring at people eagerly for ten years, ten years! Don't even dare to say a word, don't tell others when you go out, I taught you when you were a kid, I don't have such a cowardly apprentice like you!"

"..." Yun Qingyue gritted her teeth, "Hey! You old man!"

Qu Chen said: "Do you know my master, the former abbot Huidu of Xiuchan Temple?"

Yun Qingyue nodded: "I know, it is the Abbot Huidu who passed away at the age of more than 100."

Huidu, the former abbot of Xiuchan Temple, is not only Quchen's master, but also his ancestor.

Abbot Huidu has never stepped out of the Zen Temple for a hundred years. Later, in the last years of Emperor Wuzong, the remnants of the wolf generals colluded with the seven tribes of the grassland and invaded Yumen Pass. Abbot Huidu awakened the remnants of the wolf generals to protect the people of Zhongyuan, and went to the enemy camp alone. , In response to the bet made by the leader of the remnant tribe and the majesty Danque, the abbot calmly bore the pain of thousands of arrows piercing his heart until he died. Convinced by his will, the leader immediately broke his long sword and returned to Yumen Pass to plead guilty. Maharaja Danque swore that in his lifetime, the iron hoof of the grassland would not set foot on the land of the Central Plains.

Teenagers worship heroes, and Yun Qingyue grew up listening to the abbot's stories when she was a child.

Quchen: "...I still remember that after I fled Wangcheng with my parents' ashes, Xiuchan Temple was the only safe place to bury the ashes. I came to Xiuchan Temple with the cheek to ask them, but Master agreed without saying anything..."

In the majestic ancient Buddhist temple, Abbot Huidu helped him up, stroked his head, and said, "You look like your father..."

Dao Chen: "Master, Junior Brother...where will it be buried?"

"Where the disciples in the temple should be buried is there," Huidu looked deeply at the "former" disciples, "Amitabha... the fate of death disappears, and there is no right or wrong in the bones."

As the abbot of Xiuchan Temple and a role model for the common people in the world, Huidu cannot and will not protect the blood-clothed monk, but after the separation between life and death, Xu Shian is still his favorite disciple.

Xu Ning fell to his knees and asked in tears, "Abbot, why is life so hard?"

Huidu said: "Silly boy, no one person in the world can wait for another person to answer the answer to this kind of question. Some people need a moment to understand it, while others take a lifetime..."

Xu Ning seemed to understand, but he didn't understand.

From then on, there was no Xu Ning in the world, and there was more Quchen.

"It's about my teacher, I shouldn't say too much, but what I know, the reason why my teacher hasn't practiced in a Zen monastery for a hundred years is because of a promise from an old friend..." Quchen said softly, "I don't know now, old man , can be three thousand away from the world of mortals, why can't people be three thousand away from the world of mortals?"

Maybe it's just because they are all in the three thousand worlds of mortals, and the monks also have hearts.

However, the sky and the earth are too big to accommodate a buddha's heart stained with red dust.

"Later I finally figured it out. When I was young and frivolous, I used to hope that life and death would be with me, and I laughed at Yan Yan. Now I have spent my whole life, only hoping that she will be free and complete." Qu Chen raised his hand, and the sparrow flew into the sky again, "Even if it is empty After 70 years, fortunately, I found a way to make her complete."

Yun Qingyue: "Old man..."

"I remember that among your many musical instruments, the Xun is your best," Qu Chen asked, "Can you play the tune of "The Romance of the West Chamber?"

Yun Qingyue: "...don't bring someone so embarrassing."

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time. Laughing, Quchen suddenly coughed.

"Old man?"

Quchen waved his hand and said, "Stinky boy, I may not be able to go with you to see her, come here, I have something to tell you."

Yun Qingyue stood still.

"What are you trying to do with me? Come here!"

Yun Qingyue sighed, and squatted halfway beside Quchen, but his expression changed after listening: "You want me to tell her that?!"

Qu Chen said: "Yes, don't say you can't do it, if you refuse a dying old monk in his 90s, aren't you afraid of bad retribution?"

"..."

Quchen coughed twice, took out a string of old buddhist bracelets from his arms with trembling hands, the bracelets looked nothing special, but the age of each one was different, every few years a Buddhist bracelet, Until now, Qu Chen took a look, and found that the gap on the bracelet was not enough, and said to Yun Qingyue, "You told me that you took a Buddhist bead from her?"

Yun Qingyue handed the Buddhist bead she brought out from the Zihua Pavilion to Quchen. Quchen twirled the Buddhist bead, saw the line of small characters, smiled, and put

Untie the knot of the hand string, put on the prayer bead, and said to Yun Qingyue: "I remember this one, it was scattered on the ground during the fight when I met her for the last time, and she really came back There."

At this time, Quchen's eyebrows and eyes are gentle, and even his movements are extremely light, but after all, he is old, his hands are no longer steady, and his eyes are not so clear. It took a long time to put the beads on, but Yun Qingyue went away after Qian Fan passed by. In Chen's eyes, he saw Xu Ning back then.

Xu Ning has a bad temper, but he is a young man who is only willing to take away all the arrogance of Mei Feng for the sake of clear face, and teach her to write and draw little by little.

Qu Chen strung together the beads with some difficulty, and handed it to Yun Qingyue: "Don't forget."

Yun Qingyue said in a complicated mood: "...um."

Qu Chen looked at the Buddha beads for a long time, then smiled and turned his eyes away: "I have committed a heinous crime in this life."

"...Where is the crime?"

"I was born as the son of a wicked man, but I don't have a wicked heart." Quchen pointed to the sky and said to Yun Qingyue, "Qingyue, what do you see there?"

Yun Qingyue was stunned for a moment, but still got up and looked in the direction Quchen pointed: "The sky is flowing with clouds, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains."

The voice behind said softly: "You have always been a good boy...do you see anything else?"

Yun Qingyue didn't understand the meaning of Qu Chen, and said: "The mountains and rivers are magnificent, if Ye Ling came, he might have more feelings, that's why I'm not an emperor..."

The sound of breathing behind him suddenly disappeared.

"Old man?!"

Yun Qingyue turned around and rushed towards Quchen, grabbing his pulse door, calm as stagnant water.

It turned out that Qu Chen kept talking softly because he was really tired.

Yun Qingyue opened her mouth, feeling that her throat was blocked. He knelt down on the ground and slammed his fist on the ground. The sand and stones scratched the back of his hand. He lowered his head, and after a long time, he called out in a hoarse voice: "Grandpa..."

At the end of June in the 24th year of Taifeng, Master Quchen of Xiuchan Temple passed away at the age of 96.

He said that he had no achievements in this life, but countless people rushed to Xiuchan Temple overnight, and the next day it rained heavily, and there were countless mourners.

……

"'There is no curse in the body, and the heart is free from shackles. Three thousand miles to the north, sixteen states in the south of the Yangtze River, from now on, you can go away'." Yun Qingyue put her hands into Qingyan's hands with red eyes, "this These are his exact words, when you open each prayer bead on the bracelet, the contents inside will be the medicine that can remove the longevity Gu from your body, and he also asked me to tell you..."

"In the future, there will be no more snow at Yuelu, right?" Qingyan looked at the Buddha beads and said suddenly.

Yun Qingyue sighed, not daring to look at her face clearly.

Yu Lin took Yun Qingyue's hand: "Why are you injured?"

Yun Qingyue shook her head and said softly, "I'm fine."

Yu Lin took out a handkerchief and wrapped Yun Qingyue's hand: "Do this first, and I'll fix it for you when I get back."

When the sound of water droplets came, the two of them were stunned for a while, Yun Qingyue looked at Qingyan who was streaming with tears, and said, "Senior...sorry."

Qingyan said: "Three thousand miles north of Saibei? Sixteen states in the south of the Yangtze River?" She clenched her hands tightly and murmured, "What do I want those for..."

Yun Qingyue: "The old man said, he can't repay the days you haven't betrayed and the 70-plus years, but he can give you a normal life, use these medicines to remove the longevity Gu, and live your life like a normal person... This is also his wish."

Quchen's original words hoped that Qingyan could find someone to spend her life with, but Yun Qingyue felt that these words were too cruel to both of them, so she didn't say it.

"Ordinary people? Wish?" Qingyan smiled brightly, but tears flowed down her cheeks, "What does he think of me? Abandon me, hurt me, avoid me... In the end, once he dies, do you want to expose everything?"

Yun Qingyue: "The old man..."

The door was knocked open with a slamming sound, Xinghui dragged Lichen desperately, but he was not as strong as him, and said angrily: "Old monk, what's the matter with you? Just eavesdrop and force your way in?! Don't give me a good sword spirit Put it in your eyes?"

Yun Qingyue felt bad: "Why are you here?"

The old man in his 90s stared at Qingyan with red eyes and said, "Why did I come? I still want to ask her! I knew what happened 70 years ago, and I should have—"

Yu Lin raised his hand slightly behind his back, Li Chen's voice was cut off by a knife, and he was out of breath for a moment, his face was blushing, Yun Qingyue and Yu Lin looked at each other, and rushed over to give Li Chen Shun Qi said: "Hey, the old man is calm and calm, Shun Shun Qi, don't be so arrogant, he is over 90 years old, and the monk's body is not so bad, let's talk about monks, don't kill them all day long , is there anything you can’t say properly?”

Li Chen didn't know what was going on, he couldn't stare at Yu Lin, so he would rather die than surrender and stared at Yun Qingyue, Yun Qingyue lowered her voice and said: "Didn't you promise the old man about this? Don't do bad things at this time Ah!" After a long time, Lichen sighed, nodded, and could speak in the next moment, he took another look at Qingyan, didn't speak, and punched the wall in anger.

Qingyan asked: "You are...the abbot of Xiuchan Temple, I...have I met you?"

Li Chen remained silent as if facing a wall, Yun Qingyue poked him, and he snorted: "It's not easy to remember the side from 70 years ago!"

Qingyan: "70 years ago? In the village where the epidemic happened? You were there?!"

"Yes, I was there too! That's when my senior brother and you parted ways!" Li Chen sarcastically said, "Aren't you surprised that I'm still alive? You didn't manage to kill..."

"Li Chen!"