The Snow and the Moon in the Wind: The Lights Dim and the Way Back

Chapter 41 Gusu Meets Master Wangyou, Asks Answers and Choices
On the tenth day of June in the sixth year of Ming Dynasty, it rains continuously
Gusu.

The ancients said.

The sky is full of frost and moon, Jiang Feng Yuhuo is sad.Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell to the passenger ship in the middle of the night.

Here we are talking about the beauty of Gusu, as well as the scenery of Gusu.

Under Hanshan Temple.

A piece of field, a ray of clear water lake, exists in this leisurely world, supporting a family.

As a reserve of the essence of the south of the Yangtze River, Gusu has four distinct seasons, with singing birds and fragrant flowers in spring, and snow-covered winter in winter. It is indeed a good place for living.

Here, time can forget a person, the rivers and lakes can forget a person, only his friends never forget.

A person, if he has concern, he will forget the hatred.

A person, if he has a family, he will live in peace of mind.

A person, if he still has children, even if he was a top swordsman, he will put everything down and stay in that hut willingly.

Qingshuihu is fat.

A beautiful woman in purple was holding a red oil-paper umbrella, her face was full of gloom.

She doesn't like this peaceful life, and the life she yearns for is colorful, just like the rivers and lakes.

Because of the man in the thatched cottage opposite, she could only be forced to be imprisoned here.

across the lake.

A hut.

A burly man was holding a little boy carved in powder and jade, shaking it back and forth.

The smile on his face was bright, like the sun shining into the heart.

After a while, the child was sleepy.

The man took out the oil-paper umbrella, and under the orders of the beautiful woman in the house, took out the grain and went to the market to sell it for money.

by the lake.

The woman roared angrily.

"Damn it! When will it be big!"

Throwing away the paper umbrella, she drew out the Dragon Sword angrily, and slashed the branches around her frantically.

"And that man! I will never let you go."

When the woman thought of the scene a few days ago, her silver teeth itched.

As soon as he went to Wushuang City, he was almost killed.

She was sent back to Gusu the next day. As the empress of Beique, when had she ever been so angry.

"Miss Yueqing seems a little unhappy."

behind the woman.

Two men suddenly appeared.

A handsome man with a smile on his face, flirtatious and uninhibited.

On the other side, his shoulders drooped, his face was expressionless, and he looked listless.

"Soul Officer Feizhan, Soul Officer Fei Li, why are you here?"

"Let's take a look at Ye Dingzhi's situation."

Yueqing whispered.

"They are doing well. They just gave birth to a baby named Ye Anshi. They are becoming less and less vigilant. When will we do it?"

Fei Li smiled.

"Wu Xiangshi said that the time has not come. Don't disturb them now."

at the same time.

By the Qingshui Lake, misty and rainy.

Boys and girls, covering umbrellas together, passed by thatched huts and walked towards Hanshan Temple.

The mountain road of Hanshan Temple is very small, only one foot long and one meter wide.

But even so, it was clean.

Apparently, someone cleaned it every day.

Just like the people on the mountain, very pure.

Both sides are lush and green, living in the deep mountains and cool.

It was raining lightly, and the young men and women walked unhurriedly, and they reached the top of the mountain after a while.

Under the eaves, the boy put away the paper umbrella, passed through the girl's hair with his right hand, and gently brushed it by the girl's ear, flicking away a trace of raindrops of nostalgia.

The girl was slightly shy, raised her head, her bright eyes were like the sun, moon and stars.

"Qian Shang, who are we looking for when we come to Hanshan Temple?"

Mo Qianshang smiled slightly,
"Brother's friend, Ye Dingzhi. But just now at the foot of the mountain, I heard passers-by say that the host on the mountain seems to be a master of Buddhism and Taoism, so I wanted to come up and have a look."

Knock on the door.

In less than a moment.

A young novice monk with a thick head and a thick head opened the door.

"Two, the master told you to go in."

The boys and girls looked at each other, a little surprised.

They have just come here, and generally speaking, they will ask about their origins before considering whether to invite them.

Unexpectedly, the master seemed to know they were coming, and invited them in directly.

This made the two curious about the identity of the master.

Mo Qianshang was short and said with a smile.

"Little brother, what's your master's name?"

"The master is called the master, what other name?"

Mo Qianshang was slightly taken aback, and then asked.

"Then what's your name?"

The little novice laughed loudly.

"Why should I tell you? The master said that the name is just a code."

The boy frowned, looking helpless.

"Then what's your code name?"

"I don't have a code name."

Mo Qianshang: "..."

Li Hanyi covered his mouth and smiled lightly.

The sound is like a clear spring stone flowing upwards, and it penetrates into the hearts of the people.

The little novice looked at Li Hanyi and said with a smile.

"This sister looks so pretty when she smiles. She's like a fairy"

Li Hanyi put away his smile, bent slightly, and said softly.

"Little novice, what's your name?"

"This sister, my name is Wuchan."

Mo Qianshang grasped Wuchan's head with five fingers, and slowly turned around.

angrily.

"Didn't you just say you don't have a name?"

Wu Zen has a pure and flawless face.

"I just said that I don't have a code name!"

Mo Qianshang: "..."

Li Hanyi smiled again, and gently pushed Mo Qianshang's hand away.

"Little Master Wuchan, what's your master's name?"

"This sister, when I was in Fengxiao Temple, they all called me Master, Master Wangyou!"

A gentle voice came from inside the temple.

"Wu Zen, what are you still talking about? You haven't brought the two benefactors in!"

Wu Chan turned his head, unconvinced.

"It's rare to meet two new friends, so the master won't let me get to know each other more."

Get out of the way.

"This big brother, this fairy sister, my master is waiting for you in the Daxiong Palace, come with me."

Jumping and jumping, Wuzen jumped forward.

Seeing this, Mo Qianshang shook his head slightly and smiled happily.

The girl wondered.

"Qian Shang, were you not angry just now?"

"Of course not, Wu Chan has a pure heart, and it's too late for me to like it!"

In the distance, Wuzen waved and shouted.

"What are you waiting for? Come on!"

The two smiled slightly and followed closely behind.

Mahavira Hall.

An old monk in a simple yellow robe was sitting on the futon.

The old monk faced the gate, skinny, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a smile on his face made people feel like spring breeze.

Wuchan ran behind the master and stood obediently.

"master"

"go to play."

The young men and women did not dare to neglect, and clasped their hands together.

"Master Wangyou!"

The monk made a move with his right hand and said with a smile.

"You two are not from my Buddhist family, so you don't have to be so cautious."

The boys and girls looked at each other in surprise.

Everyone in the Buddhist sect is generally taciturn and cherishes words like gold. It is really rare to be like the old monk.

The two sat opposite Master Wangyou,

"Master, do you know us?"

"know."

Teenager is strange.

"But we haven't seen the master before!"

Wangyoule coughed and laughed, opened her mouth, but saw that there were not many teeth left.

Even so, the sound is still clear.

"I sit quietly in this temple, and when I see the warmth of spring and the flowers blooming, the singing of birds and beasts, I know that there are good guests visiting."

The young men and women looked bewildered.

The boy wondered.

"Is this the style of seniors? Seeing everything and knowing the destiny?"

Wuzen interrupted suddenly.

"My master can understand animals. The birds must have told him that you are here."

Master Wangyou smiled slightly, not blaming Wu Chan for exposing him.

The boy clasped his hands together and sighed.

"The master is indeed profound in Buddhism. This is probably the one of the world-famous six magical powers of Buddhism."

Master Wangyou laughed.

"Small tricks are worthless. The two benefactors are kind-hearted, and the beasts are not afraid when they hear them, and the birds are not afraid when they see them. That's why I invited the two of you in."

After finishing speaking, Master Wangyou didn't speak.

The teenager laughed.

"Master, we are disciples of Xueyue City. My name is Mo Qianshang, and this is my senior sister, Li Hanyi."

"Young hero, peerless elegance, male talent and female appearance, a match made in heaven."

As soon as these words came out, the two of them were taken aback for a moment, apparently they did not expect Master Wangyou to say such words.

Wuchan picked up the futon, sat next to the three of them, and said boredly.

"Master, you seem to have said the same thing when you said Brother Ye and Sister Yi before."

Forget about your worries and smile,
"As long as it is easy to use, the meaning is not the same if you change the word."

Without Zen thought,
"It seems right."

Master Wangyou looked at the boy,

"Mr. Li's alias is Nangong Chunshui, is he at ease now?"

Thinking of Nangong Chunshui who had a romantic relationship with his wife every day, Mo Qianshang smiled wryly.

"It's very romantic. The master knows my master?"

Wuzen smiled.

"Brother Ye said that my master is the number one Zen master in the world, and the only one in the world who can stop Mr. Li."

The young man was amazed, he didn't expect Master Wangyou to have such strength.

Wangyou shook his head,
"Wrong, wrong. I can't beat Mr. Li. But I am more resistant. Mr. Li is the best in the world, with swords and swords, but no one can match him."

The young man suddenly realized and admired him endlessly. In this world, endurance speaks for itself.

Master Wangyou said seriously,
"Young Hero Qianshang, I must have been confused when I came to see the old monk this time? Why don't you tell me?"

No Zen doubted.

"Master, can't you directly hear the voices of others?"

Wangyou smiled and shook his head.

"This Qianshang young hero is not ordinary. His sword heart is clear, and his will can break through the nine heavens. The sword fairy in the world is no more than that. Such an amazing person, I can't hear his heart."

Wu Zen froze for a moment.
"So strong? How is it better than Brother Ye?"

"Slightly better. Although Ye Benefactor is also amazing and talented, but his heart for the sword is not as firm as Qianshang Shaoxia."

Seeing the two people stop, Mo Qianshang asked.

"On the way here, I met a person. He had the opportunity to reach the top of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, but he was willing to give up. Now, the world is full of turmoil and dark tides, all caused by his own selfishness. I gave him a punch , I also noticed that he was confused. I blamed him for being selfish, but I didn't consider what he wanted. Thinking about it afterwards, if I were in this situation, what choice should I make, whether I would stick to myself like him, or sacrifice myself One person, but perfect others? Master, what do you think of this matter?"

Wangyou smiled, stood up, hunched over, and went to the door.

The three followed closely behind.

now.

The rain has gradually stopped, the sun broke through the clouds, and the wind is beautiful.

An oriole is on the tree at the moment, jumping and jumping, very happy.

Wangyou smiled leisurely.

"Young man Qianshang, is other people's answers important? There are often no answers to many things. What makes you think that this old monk has the answer?"

Mo Qianshang was stunned,

"Master, what are you?"

"Everyone thinks about right and wrong when facing a decision. However, the standard of right and wrong is relative. Why do you think that there must be an answer behind the matter? Seeking the answer is tantamount to letting others do it for you Choose, and you give up your choice! In order to give yourself a reason to feel at ease, if you seek answers from others, the height of others will limit your vision. If you seek answers for the approval of the world, then the world will be in You are surrounded by a wall, you are just repeating the process of others, what do you get? So, the answer is not important. What is really important is that you need to understand what you want!"

The boy froze for a moment and remained silent.

'Answer, choice.Be a knight in the rivers and lakes, be a court emperor.This decision, brother, must be very painful for him.On the one hand, it is the dream of a teenager, and on the other hand, it is the king who is in the world, locked in a cage.In the end, he chose not to forget his original intention and live up to his youth.It's a pity that the world is safe and sound, and it is worthy of Tathagata and worthy of Qing. '

After thinking this through, Mo Qianshang felt inexplicably comfortable all over.

There is a kind of ease and freedom.

"Master. I have been taught."

Life is a journey. The mountains and rivers you walk through are all scenery; the joy you taste is happiness.

The answer is optional, but it is always in your heart, it depends on how you look at it.

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