The Love of the Green Snake in the Other Side Pavilion

Chapter 21 Hesitant
"So I won't stop you, I'll go with you."

"Need not."

"Miao Jiang is extremely mysterious, and the people inside are quite xenophobic. I was lucky enough to go in a few years ago by chance. If I didn't accompany you, you can't say whether you can get in or not. Even if you go in, you can't guarantee that you will be kicked out." Ji Mie waved a group of golden clouds, and the group of golden auspicious clouds stopped automatically when it grew to about two meters.

Ji Kong nodded: "Thank you."

Ji Mie jumped onto the golden auspicious cloud, sat cross-legged, waved his hands nonchalantly and said: "There is nothing to say between brothers and sisters."

Ji Kong didn't say any more, and obediently sat cross-legged on the golden auspicious cloud.

Nirvana left behind the clouds. He was not as fearless as he said. In fact, he had never left since he was detained by the abbot of Banruo Temple 30 years ago. Take a look at the heart.

When about a stick of incense flew off, the corners of Ji Mie's mouth twitched, a little annoyed, and a golden light flew out from between his sleeves with the flick of his fingers.

Jikong saw it, but didn't ask, he was missing the past, ruthless may not be a real hero, he is not a hero, he is just indifferent, he can't be truly ruthless.

He is tired of wandering on the mainland, and sometimes misses, misses the quiet life on the mountain, misses the days when all his seniors argued and argued with each other, and what he misses most is his poor-spoken and sophistrying master who passed away many years ago.Every time I think of this, I don't cry, just sad.

Ji Mie's temperament followed his master's, and he knew that his senior brother missed him from time to time, otherwise how could they, who have few opponents in this world, go to Ji Mie for treatment every time they are injured.They all have some inexplicable arrogance, unwilling to admit their fragility, even if they only miss their master.

At that time, he was still very young, and there were only ten people on Juechen Mountain. It is not true to say that, there were also hunters who went up the mountain to hunt from time to time.

He never understood why the master didn't let them become monks, and he didn't understand why the master, who kept saying that he was the most authentic Buddhist, liked to break some Buddhist precepts.

Such scenes can often be seen on Juechen Mountain. The old monk drinks and eats meat, and every little bald head he sees passing by will dissuade him.

"Master, you are drinking and eating meat again."

When Jikong was young, he didn't like to talk. When he saw his master rubbing his greasy hand on the khaki monk's robe after eating chicken legs, he comfortably took a sip of the wine gourd beside him. Can't help it.

"Yesterday is over, yesterday is the past, the past has passed, why bother to pursue it. Today is today, so why talk about it." Jikong's master changed his posture indifferently and continued to drink.

"Master, you are sophistrying again."

"Tao and Tao are different, Tao is different, do not conspire with each other. Ji Kong, you are obsessed, there is no right or wrong in the world, you say that being a teacher is wrong, is it really wrong to be a teacher? You say that being a teacher is right Is it really right to be a teacher? How can we talk about sophistry. Just like in this world, sometimes you think you saved him, but actually killed him. The bird you rescued the day before yesterday, you tied bandages on its wings, As a result, it was caught and eaten by wild animals on the mountain because it couldn't fly." Jikong's master narrowed his eyes and frowned, as if he was struggling to remember.

"Why didn't Master see it and save it?"

"In this world, if you can save one person, can you save the whole world? The world is like a sea of ​​suffering, all living beings are separated and cannot be liberated, life and death are connected, gathering and parting, reunion, six reincarnations, when you think you are liberated, how have you ever been liberated, and when you think you have seen it through. The world is stupid, How can I save it?" Jikong's master asked, his tone sharp and harsh.

"If you save one person, save the other person." Jikong said firmly, once the words came out, it was like a huge rock that could not be shaken, even if mountains were filled with seas and moved, they would not change their will.

"Fool, all living beings are equal before the Buddha, how do you decide who should be saved and who should not be saved, who should be saved first and who should be saved later." Even so, Master Jikong has appreciation in his eyes, after all, a young It is not easy for a young child to say such words.

"..."

Ji Kong had no words to answer, silent and quiet. Asking a child who just learned Buddhism to answer this question is no less than letting an ignorant person go to the nine oceans to catch turtles, or let a mortal go to the nine heavens to embrace the moon.

"Jikong, it seems that your practice is not enough, so I will punish you to stay on the mountain for hundreds of years." Master Jikong said narrowly.

"Master."

Jikong was ashamed, he just felt that he was really not smart, all the brothers were far away from here, but he was the only one who approached foolishly.

"A weak heart is a big taboo in practice. Aspirants, regardless of immortals, Buddhas and monsters, you must have a strong heart and be unshakable. Is it possible that if you become a master, you will say that your exercises are wrong, so you will stop practicing. In a few days, you will tell the master about the exercises. The method is right, so you practice again?" While talking about Jikong, the master shook the wine gourd vigorously, opened his bewildered eyes, grabbed the bottom of the wine gourd and shook it downwards, only a drop of wine dripped out, he Called, "disciple, hurry up and get some wine for the teacher, the stronger the better."

A wine gourd was thrown over, Ji Kong followed, and wanted to throw it on the ground, seeing his livid face, laughter came from all directions, all the senior brothers came out all over the mountain, even the prudent senior senior couldn't bear it. Stop laughing out loud, the happiest thing to laugh is the malicious silence.He couldn't help but burst out laughing, and there was a lot of laughter on Juechen Mountain.

I don't know how long the years are in the mountains, how many smiles are in the conversation.

The so-called nostalgia, the more passionate the more sad.No wonder Jikong was so indifferent later on, unwilling to pay the truth.

Passionate is always more bitter than ruthless, just like peach blossoms hate spring breeze.

"Ji Mie, do you think Master is really dead?" This is Ji Kong's obsession for many years.

The troubles in the world can be summed up in just nine words: can't see through, can't let go, can't think about it.

"Naturally, the master's injury is too serious, and the medicine and stone are ineffective. Except for the third senior brother Ji Wu who is always around to serve, we almost watched the master sit down." Ji Mie looked at Ji Kong in a strange way. Quite, everyone once thought that he was heartless and there was a gap between senior brother Lonely and him, but now it seems that is not the case.

"I've always been persistent and refused to let go. I always thought how could it be so easy to get rid of him like this." Ji Kong said with his eyes closed, with an elegant posture, floating out of the dust.

Having been together for many years, how could Ji Mi not understand him, how could he fail to see that he was suppressing the turmoil in his heart.For a moment, I didn't know what to say, so I patted him on the shoulder as a comfort.

Ji Kong nodded and said, "I'm fine."

Ji Mie sneered, obviously not believing it, but he didn't say much, and left with Ji Kong.

Even so, Jikong couldn't let it go. He opened a pair of slender eyes and looked at the scenery under the clouds. Life, desolate and empty.

Seeing this, Ji Mie had to try his best to find something to say: "I didn't expect to go with you before, and I forgot to tell the monks in the temple, so as not to be like a few years ago, when I go back to the temple, I only need to leave the room." There will be monks following at the door, chasing them away but not being able to drive them away, keeping them and making trouble.”

He spoke faster and faster, more and more angry, gesticulating, dancing, singing and composing very well, it would be a pity if he didn't become an actor.

Jikong only felt his head was dazed, his ears were thundering, he had a headache and he didn't have the heart to feel sad, he muttered: "Why didn't Master teach you casual meditation back then."

Although the voice is small, but Ji Mie is very human, I heard it naturally, Ji Mie smiled slightly, like a buddha holding flowers, the evil spirit between his brows turned into kindness and generosity, it made people feel moved and wanted to worship, just said The words are not the same thing: "Master thought about it, but the few of us are stupid, stupid, either murderous and not like the monks, or Xijing doesn't go out except when necessary. As for me A normal person, let me learn casual phrases again, how can this happen, so I have to give up. However, this casual phrase is still learned by others, you may wish to guess."

Jikong raised his eyebrows. Over the years, he was rarely interested in what Ji Mie said. He was sure that he didn't learn casual meditation. As for the other brothers who learned it, they couldn't tell it on weekdays, at least they went their separate ways after the death of the master. At that time, he didn't see anyone who had learned the catchphrase. You must know that when they learned magic and supernatural powers, they didn't know what they were learning until they finished learning it.

Ji Mie is hilarious by nature, so he can't hide his words. Although Ji Kong didn't think for a moment, he also felt that decades had passed. With his eyebrows fluttering, he was even more evil, and he said: "I knew that except for me, none of you knew about this, and you certainly wouldn't be able to guess who it was." Immediately, there was a whisper.

After hearing this, Jikong smacked his tongue secretly, thinking that Master was too deceitful, such a gentle person actually learned this, but he really wanted to see, Jikong's slender eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his lips curved slightly, With a calm and breezy expression, it is not difficult to see that he smiled, but this smile did not diminish the alienation and loneliness exuding from his body. He was alone, alone, walking naked in the world, and had nothing to rely on.

Ji Mie wanted to say something, but was stopped by Ji Kong, curled his lips, but didn't say anything else.

Ji Kong said: "You can be quiet for a while."

It was night, Jikong silently recited the "Mantra of Rebirth", and then closed his eyes to sense the way of heaven. He faintly felt that this trip would probably be fruitless, but this Miaojiang had to go there. Only when he goes can he feel at ease.

He said abruptly, "How long will it take to reach Miaojiang?"

Jikong is the one who will say it when you ask him, and he will not say a word for hundreds or thousands of years if you don't ask him.

Seeing that he rarely took the initiative to speak, Ji Mie was quite pleasantly surprised and said: "It is estimated that there are still two or three days."

Jikong was silent.

Seeing that he didn't stop him, Ji Mie took it for granted and started rambling on, including the number of days and geography, the gossip of the Book of Changes, the map of stars and rivers, strange mountains and strange waters, all of which are included, and his knowledge is extraordinary.

I have an earth-shattering talent, but it's a pity that no one has known it for many years.

These words are the best way to describe Nirvana. He has read extensively in the six worlds, has a photographic memory, and has traveled for many years. In terms of what he knows, no one can compare to him.

Ji Kong didn't care at all, looked at the sky without feeling anything, his eyes were empty, as if he was feeling the world, but also seemed to have nothing to think about, lonely and far away without seeking.

(End of this chapter)