Nightfall

Vol 5 Chapter 108: So lovely

The Buddha Kingdom woke up, and countless monks in the Yellow Temple also woke up on their own, but as the so-called Sang Sang is in hand, I have it in the world. Ning Que would worry about being found by Xuankong Temple, still looking around like last night. He would walk into each of the yellow temples and observe carefully to see if there was any trace of his brother. This was a very time-consuming matter, so now it was Sansang ’s turn to feel trouble.

On a cliff flat covered by vines, she turned to look at Ning Que and said, "Are you looking for Junmo?"

Ning Que said: "Of course, I can't help you find Buddha."

Sang Sang said: "Idiot."

After saying this, she continued to walk towards the front of Yaping. Ning Que was stunned, not as angry and angry as last night, but puzzled, thinking why she said she was an idiot?

Tsing Yi moved forward, and the vines separated themselves, and Sang Sangshi walked past. Ning Que speeded up and followed the past before the vines swayed back, and then found that the Yaping is a bit strange ...

There is an unknown tree on the cliff, the green cover is shading, it is very quiet, there is a small temple in the back of the pine, the yellow paint has already been recorded, and the stone steps are covered with dust. It seems that no one has been here for many years.

Has traveled all the way from the peak. No matter which big temple is magnificent, or solemn and sacred, Ning Que and Sang Sang have never seen such a dilapidated temple, which is strange.

What makes Ning Que feel weird is that he felt a familiar breath faintly spread in the broken temple. He and Sang Sang had repaired the Buddha in the Lanke Temple and could perceive the supremacy of Buddha in the breath.

That silk Buddha nature is very pure and compassionate, and it is very powerful, even stronger than the sum of the Buddha nature they felt in various temples last night. How can a temple with such a pure Buddha nature be so broken? How could the monks in Xuankong Temple forget this temple? ? Who has lived in this broken temple before?

Could this be what Sang Sang wants to find? Is the Buddha hiding here?

Standing under the tree by the cliff, Ning Que looked at the dilapidated temple, suddenly felt a little cold, and leaned towards Sang Sang subconsciously and asked, "Is this here?"

Sang Sang's expression was dignified but he didn't speak, and walked directly to the temple.

The temple door was pushed open, and with a squeak, the cobweb would fall, and there was a breeze, and it swept the endless abyss under the cliff.

Ning Que found that it was a fake temple when he came in. What he saw on the cliff face was the front face of the temple, and there was not even a monastery inside, only a dusty corridor.

The corridor leads directly to a deep hole in the cliff wall.

Ning Que's mood became more and more tense, but Sang Sang kept his expression unchanged, walked directly into the hole, looked around with his hands behind his back, and there was a touch of irritability on his face.

The cave is very quiet and very dry. The furnishings inside are exceptionally simple compared to the cliff cave where Ning lacked in the closed mountain behind the academy. There is only one futon.

The futon lay quietly in front of the deepest cave wall, covered with dust, and the line in it was already disconnected. Ning Que felt that as long as his breath was slightly stronger, the futon would spread.

On the stone wall opposite the futon, there is a shadow carefully observed, you can find that shadow is a human figure, and even the edge of the cloud cloud can be seen vaguely at the edge.

A long time ago, there was a monk sitting here sitting on the wall, he had been sitting for countless years, and even printed his figure on the stone wall. Which monk is this?

Ning Que was shocked.

Sang Sang didn't even care who the monk was the Taoist monk in the wall. She glanced at it and knew that the person was definitely not the Buddha she was looking for, so she was a little irritable.

"You move too slowly, don't follow me."

After saying this, she walked out of the cave.

Ning Que looked at her back and asked, "I also need someone."

Sang Sang did not look back, said: "Idiot."

Ning Que was too lazy to say angrily, "Even if it's an idiot, I want to find someone. What should we do if we are lost?"

Sang Sang said: "I can find you."

Sangsang left, and there was only one person left in the cave. He looked at the shadow on the stone wall and shook his head, preparing to leave, but stopped slowly at the entrance of the cave.

Previously, under the Yaping tree, he felt that the breath from this ruined temple was very familiar. At this time in the cave, this feeling became more and more obvious. It was the shadow on the stone wall, as if I had seen it somewhere. .

Ning Que thought about it, turned around and walked back to the depths of the cave, looking at the shadow on the stone wall, meditating for a long time, until he felt a little tired, he sat down on the ground.

He forgot that the futon in front of the stone wall is already old and can't stand people anymore. When the body just touched the futon, the futon became scattered into countless grasses, floating everywhere.

"What's this called?"

Ning Que looked at the grasses of the ground, shook his head helplessly, reached out to gather all the scattered grass together, and then naturally took the needle thread from the luggage and started to do the sewing work very skillfully.

It didn't take long for the futon to be repaired by him. He tried to make sure that the futon would no longer be rotten, so he stuffed it under his hips and sat down to continue looking at the shadow on the stone wall.

The shadow on the stone wall was branded by the character of the previous generation of monks, and it is indeed a very magical dharma. If it is in the temples of the world, it will be worshiped by countless Buddhist sect believers, but what does this have to do with him?

Ning Que didn't know why the shadow on the stone wall would have such a great attraction to himself. His eyes fell on it, and he didn't want to leave anymore. He always felt that there were countless wonderful things waiting for him to discover.

I was tired, so I sat and watched for a long time, and I was a little tired. So he hugged his knees and put his head on his arm. After a while, he changed his posture again, using his hand. The jaws looked at the stone wall quietly, just like the children in the countryside who watched the social drama, watching with relish.

In the process of looking at the wall, Ning Que did not cross his knees, did not raise the lotus seat, did not tie the handprints, did not meditate with meditation, and appeared very casual, and looked like he was in a daze.

But in fact, he sat in the lotus in the sea of ​​knowledge and formed a big handprint. The Dharma he had seen in Lanke Temple and learned from Master Qishan kept floating in his heart, but he did not meditate.

I don't know how long it took. Sang Sang returned to the dark cave. She went to the three halls of Xuankong Temple for a long time before, but she still couldn't find the person.

Looked at Ning Que stunned at the stone wall, her eyes shone brightly, but didn't say anything. She turned around and walked out of the hole again. This time she went to the main hall of Xifeng's School of Discipline.

There are countless towering ancient trees in Xifeng, but there is still no trace of Buddha. Her expression becomes more and more dignified. She stands on the root of the Ququ tree protruding from the ancient tree and looks at the sun on the sky, silent.

If can't figure it out, there is no heavenly opportunity, and where should the heart of heaven fall?

Sangsang once again returned to the remote Yaping, walked into the dilapidated temple and came to Ning Que's back.

Ning Que was still dazed by the shadow on the stone wall.

Sangsang left again, this time she went to Dongfeng, which was full of rugged rocks, but still found nothing. She stood in the stone and looked at the sun on the sky, still silent.

She returned to the old temple cave again.

Ning Que is still facing the wall.

She left again.

Come back again.

If so, there are countless times.

Although she is Haotian, she feels a little tired, but also feels a little puzzled. Heaven can't count, and no heaven machine is seen. Why does Tianxin always fall beside this guy?

Is it true that I can't live without him?

Thinking of this possibility, Sang Sang looked at Ning Que's back, his eyes filled with infinite disgust and irritability, and he wished to kill him, and then suppressed it to the deepest part of the earth.

Is still not able to kill after all, she still wants to continue to be her, so she can only wave her sleeves without taking away the dust, and leave the cave again to continue her search.

Ning Que didn't even know that Sang Sang had killed him before, and he almost died. He still looked at the shadow on the stone wall with his jaws. His expression kept changing.

The time of the day passed like this. When the sunset fell, an unknown green tree on the cliff gave birth to a white flower, which only opened in a moment, then left the branch and fell to the ground.

This white flower fell between the cliffs and touched the dust. It was blown up by the clear breeze outside the cliff. If there were invisible hands slowly held up, it floated into the broken temple gate, floated to the stone wall in the cave, and fell gently in Nanjing. Missing shoulders.

Ning Que reached out and picked this little white flower on his shoulder. His fingers gently lifted the delicate flower handle, looking at the shadow on the stone wall and smiling, saying: "So you used to learn the Dharma here."

With this sentence, he recognized the pieces of consciousness that had been sleeping for many years in the deepest part of the sea, suddenly lit up, and then faded away, just like the most dazzling glory before the pearls age.

The bell of Xuankong Temple rang again at twilight, echoing in every corner of the peak.

Ning woke up, saluted the shadow on the stone wall, then got up and walked out of the cave to the green tree beside the cliff, looking calmly at the Buddhist landscape in front of him.

This old temple is the old residence of Liansheng. At that time, Liansheng studied Buddha in Xuankong Temple, and left a shadow in the wall of the cave for several years. It also left the legend of Buddhism mountain gate protection.

In the gate of Mozong Mountain, he inherited the mantle of Uncle Xiao, and inherited all of Liansheng.

Before he died, Lian once said this to him: "" You have been enchanted. If you want to cultivate the devil, you must first cultivate the Buddha. "Then please bravely walk into the night. Although you have no chance of success, you may die on the road ~ www.readwn.com ~ but I still bless you and curse you."

Ning had forgotten this passage early. Although he had followed Master Qishan to repair the Buddha in Lanke Temple, it was to cure Sang Sang. He did not actively study the Dharma.

Until today he came to Xuankong Temple, sitting quietly against the shadow on the stone wall for a day, he only remembered that sentence, and remembered Liansheng's confession, and he really made up this extremely important lesson.

In the face of the wall, Ning Que had a lot of gains. Although there was no change on the surface, cultivation was still in the realm of knowledge, but he had planted a bodhi in his heart. Maybe when will the bodhi be? It sprouts and breaks the soil, spreads branches and leaves, and finally the green and blue groups cover the eyes of heaven and Buddha.

In the twilight, Sang Sang returned to the cliff.

Ning Que said: "It seems that you still haven't found the ancestor."

Sang Sang said: "You didn't find it."

Ning Que said: "I just forgot to find Brother."

Sang Sang said: "What are you doing?"

Ning Que said: "I'm looking good."

Sang Sang said indifferently: "What's so beautiful about an old Buddhist monk's remaining Buddhist thought?

Ning Que walked in front of her, inserted the little white flower in her hand into her temple, and said with joy, "It looks good."

(Chapter 2, the writing is really beautiful, saying that Ning Que has the potential to be a heart-stealing thief.) (Unfinished to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to "This article by breaking the update team @ 画 长空Provide 『Recommended vote, monthly ticket, your support is my biggest motivation.)

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