Lord, Let Me Go

"After running through the stream and saying goodbye to the girl, the old monk and the little monk walked and walked for a long distance.

"During this period, the little monk was always thinking of nothing, staring at the back of the old monk and trying to stop talking.

"The old monk knew that the little monk had something to say, but he didn't take the initiative to ask. Instead, he was waiting for him to speak.

"Maybe ah, the old monk hopes that the little monk can help himself to break through the fog and solve his doubts."

Speaking of this, the shadow smoothed her hair and looked up to the sky in the distance -- the crimson burning clouds covered the sky, and the bright but tragic evening movement rang through the six / ten directions at this moment.

"Finally, when the old monk offered to sit on a stone and have a rest, the little monk could not help it any longer. He went to the old monk who was reading sutras with his eyes closed. He considered the sentence and asked what he held in his mind.

"He asked the old monk and master that in the secular world, men and women still pay attention to" whether men and women give and receive, not to mention those who are monks and practitioners like me? You have just crossed the stream with that girl on your back. Isn't it against the rules and regulations?

"After hearing this, the old monk opened his eyes, pointed to the little monk's heart, and said with a smile that I put the girl down after I had been running through the stream. I have been thinking about the discipline and rules. It's you who can't break the rules and regulations."

"This --"

the little monk of Putuo Temple blinked, and the beads in his hands turned quickly, and he unconsciously sold them. After a long time, he said, "the Buddhist monk should not be confused by the external appearance. If" it is empty, there will be no place for dust. "

Ying yuan also practiced Buddhism in Jiuchong heaven. At this time, he couldn't help but say: "the old monk can hold it up and put it down. He is frank in his chest. Everything is worthy of his heart. It's like a mirror hanging high. He can always reflect on himself.

"By contrast, the little monk was so obsessed with the six principles of" eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, "and could not put down the six dust of" color, fragrance, sound, taste, touch, and method. "His mood was not as far away as his master's

Seeing the two people in the opposite direction, you Qingying puts her hand on Ying yuan's shoulder and looks at the little monk with a smile. The light in her eyes is so beautiful that it can be called greasy candle light.

"Little master, what do you understand now?"

The little monk was stunned. Then he put his hands together and bowed to you Qingying. He said sincerely, "it was me. Please forgive me, benefactor!"

How could the girl who could tell such a story of Buddhism and Zen be the kind of person who didn't know the meaning of Scripture?

Before I even misunderstood her and this male benefactor's six impure sins! What a sin!

With this in mind, the little monk thought that youqingying and YingYuan were the "predestined people" identified by Putuo temple, and how could they have smeared the holy land of Changle I Jing in this square inch?

You Qingying used the routine of "once upon a time there was a mountain and there was a temple on the mountain". It was obvious that he wanted to play a trick on him

However, er, how to say that, in terms of the degree of "blind worship" of youqingying, the little monk has not forgotten this episode. He is expected to think the same way - the so-called "Dharma can't be passed lightly, and the classics can't be lightly taught". He wants to get the "guidance" of such experts as youqingying, and those routines and other routines must be tested!

"You little monk! But it's just a trivial matter. How can we care? Thank you for apologizing

You Qingying shrugged his shoulders and made it clear that he was so naive that Ying yuan could not bear to look at his big, pure and innocent eyes.

"I'm not looking good again! Thank you for your advice

"Little master," he said, "this is nothing."

Originally no little monk nodded, and you Qingying's eyes showed a touch of surprise.

Ying yuan blinks. I don't know why you Qingying has such an expression this time.

"Little master is still young. Naturally, there will be times when you fall into confusion. But if you practice hard, you will always achieve success."

"Amitabha! What a good thing

Ben Wushuang clasped his hands and chanted the name of Buddha. He sincerely invited youqingying and Ying yuan: "master abbot of tomorrow's Bi Temple says in Daxiong hall. Do you have any interest in going there?"

"It's because it's gone, it's blooming and withering. It's useless to worry about things tomorrow, but it's useless to worry about it today."

You Qingying waved her hand. The little monk blinked thoughtfully and then left.

"Qing Qing, what's wrong with the little monk?"

When Ben can't go far away, Ying yuan pinches the delicate and delicate earlobe of the shadow and looks at her crystal clear skin covered with a thin layer of powder. She is in a lot of bright mood for no reason.

"He's a little monk with a clear mind. What's the problem?"

You Qingying knew what Ying yuan was thinking, so she directly opened her mouth and explained, "I just feel that he is familiar with this name, because I have seen it in the script..."

"Storybook?"

Er, why is this magical and enchanting thing?Ying yuan sighed in his heart and said softly, "maybe it's just a coincidence."

"I don't think there is any cause and effect here, but..."

"But what?"

You Qingying twisted her skirt with her fingers, lowered her voice and said, "it's just that it's a play. It's called the story of a little monk named benwu who couldn't bear the loneliness of qingdeng Gufo and fled down the mountain..."