The flowers in April of the world are gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temples are beginning to bloom.

This kind of exquisiteness is invisible to ordinary people, but since literati and poets can write it, it is naturally not false. Therefore, the peach blossoms on Jinghua Temple just verify that the scenery is indeed true. The peach blossoms on the mountain road look extremely beautiful in the eyes of pedestrians, and they all admire them.

Jinghua Temple was originally an extremely good ancient temple, and pilgrims never worry about it. There are many people who come to donate indulge in sesame and oil every year. It just so happens that there are many pilgrims today, and there are endless streams of coming and going. I don’t know whether to come to worship Buddha or see the scenery. It is very lively, and there are still people on the road back and forth.

The little novice monk had just finished the homework that his master ordered to do, and he had already carried the bucket in his hand to go to the river in front and fetched water. He was originally a child of a rich family, but he was born with a weak and sickly person, so he was sent to the temple by his parents, thinking that he could receive the Buddha's embrace so that he could grow up safely.

The little novice monk who was walking down the mountain with a wooden barrel was originally happy, but when he was halfway down the stone steps, he suddenly saw a donor coming from the hillside. The man was different from the ordinary pilgrim. He was wearing a strong suit and holding a long knife in his hand. Although he didn't look like a fierce look, he didn't look like someone close to him. Therefore, the little novice monk hurriedly turned around and ran into the temple. He was still scared, and when he ran away, he was thinking whether someone was looking for revenge.

Naturally, the little novice monk could not avoid the person standing on the steps on the mountain. He looked at the little novice monk who was running back happily, and couldn't help but touch his face. He wondered, did he have a fierce face? Why did he scare the child like this?

The little novice monk had just run back and didn't have time to wipe the sweat from his head, so he shouted to the abbot who was meditating and chanting: "Abbot, abbot, a donor came to the mountain gate, and he was holding a knife in his hand. Are you coming to find revenge in the people in our temple?" He was very anxious and pointed at the direction of the mountain gate outside the gate.

The abbot didn't have any fluctuations, but he couldn't help but sigh inwardly as he looked at the little shark monk. It seemed that the child still needed to exercise to calm down. The abbot didn't say anything. The master was still reading the scriptures in his hand, but now he put them down. He smiled at the little shark monk and gently hit the scriptures. The scriptures were not heavy on his head, but there was still an empty sound.

"I don't know where I saw it in a mess. Where did we come to seek revenge in our temple? That person came to find you, Master Hui Chen, and you can just go to the Zen temple behind and spread it. I don't know what I was thinking about in this little head." After that, he picked up the scriptures and started reading them again, leaving the little shaman pursing his mouth.

The little novice touched his head. Although the knock was not heavy, he was very distressed and replied: "In the past, when I followed my father to the teahouse, I heard the storyteller talk about not only kicking the mountain gate, but also a lot of terrible things! Amitabha, good! Good!" However, before he finished speaking, he saw that the master who had just held the scriptures raised the scriptures in his hand again. He was afraid of being beaten again, so he immediately covered his head and ran out quickly.

The Zen Temple later talked about not the place where they used to stay together, but a very remote and independent yard. I don’t know who this uncle Huichen is. The abbot seemed to love him very much and even gave him the original yard. Although he was also together in schoolwork in the past, this uncle Huichen did not contact those pilgrims, and he had a leisure time in the yard, which also made these little novice monks who had just entered the temple extremely envious.

At this time, there was a peach tree blooming in Huichen's yard, which looked very beautiful. At this time, the person the little monk was looking for was scooping water with a scoop of water and watering the peach tree bit by bit. He looked at the movements as if he was caring for a young child.

"Is Master Huichen here?" The little shaman came here for the first time. Before, the people in the temple had just passed by and recognized the door but had never really seen this Zen temple. At this time, he saw that it was exquisite, which was very different from his secular mansion, one was elegant and the other was rich. What made him feel most beautiful about this was that Master Huichen, who was watering the water, was standing under the peach tree, with flowers blooming in full bloom, and the man looked pretty and looked like he was not stained by the world.

At this time, Hui Chen was watering the soil beside the tree. When he heard someone calling his Dharma name, he looked up at the sound. He saw a little novice monk of seven or eight years old, very cute. He saw that he even gave a gift when he looked over. He was very agile, so he stood up and smiled at the little novice monk.

"I am Hui Chen. I wonder what kind of fate do you have with me?" Hui Chen put the ladle in his hand into the wooden barrel and walked over, and bowed to the little novice monk, and the beautiful aura became stronger.

The little novice monk saw that Master Hui Chen was already standing in front of him, so he came back to his senses and pointed at the mountain gate in front and said, "Disciple Yuan Miao has seen Master Hui Chen. A donor who was dressed in strong clothes and holding a long sword came in front. The master said that the donor was here to find you, so the nephew came to inform you, thinking whether he needed to bring people to this Zen temple." After he finished speaking, he stared at Hui Chen with a pair of extremely divine little tiger eyes.

Hui Chen looked at him like this, for some reason why he was very close. In addition, he was very harmonious with the people in Siyuan. Occasionally, he would study some food and everyone, so he thought of the pastries he made two days ago, so he opened his mouth and waved to the little novice monk. Seeing the novice monk approaching, he smiled and said, "That person is my old friend. You don't need to bring him. When he enters the temple, he will find his way to me."

"So that's the case. Uncle Huichen, please wait a moment, Yuan Miao will go back to fetch water first." The little novice nodded as if he knew this, and then bowed and was about to leave. However, he didn't expect to hear Uncle Huichen call him again, and looked forward in confusion.

Hui Chen looked at him like this and said, "Wait a minute. I just made some pastries a few days ago. Take some back to eat." As he said that, he turned around and walked into the house, but he didn't have any luxurious food boxes on his hand now, so he wrapped the pastry in paper, tied it with a rope, took it out and handed it to the little novice monk.

The little novice monk didn't expect to get food after a trip, so he smiled and bent his eyes and said to Hui Chen, "Thank you, Master Hui Chen!" After seeing Hui Chen nodding, he ran back to the place where he came from. Seeing this, he must have shown off with his fellow disciples.

About a stick of incense, the little novice monk saw a man wearing a strong suit holding a long knife in his hand in front of the mountain gate. He also carried a few paper bags and fruits in his hand. The one with the knife was holding two peach branches, and the flowers on it looked beautiful.

Perhaps there was a report from the little novice monk, Hui Chen was not surprised. He just saw the peach blossom branches in the man's hand, and he clasped his hands and said the Buddha's name. He hurriedly took the vase on the table in the courtyard, took the peach blossom branches in the man's hand, and then went to the wooden barrel to scoop water and put it in the vase. After everything was done, he came back to see the people who were still outside the courtyard.

The gate of the Zen temple uses fences to surround the city, so the man stood outside the courtyard and looked at the people inside for a while, and sighed and said, "I originally thought that the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are now blooming beautifully. I picked two branches for you, but I never thought that because of this flower, I would throw me outside the door. It was really too desolate."

Hui Chen was not angry when he heard him say this, but smiled and opened the door made of the fence and won the person in one go. Seeing what he was holding, he bowed and said, "These flowers have life. If they are not broken, they can live longer. Now they are waiting for destruction in this bottle. Wouldn't it be pitiful? It's ruining his original vitality."

Han Si put the things on the table and was not angry when he heard Ji You say these words. This man has been like this since he ate vegetarianism and entered Buddhism. How could he get angry? So he picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea for himself. After taking a sip, he could relieve his thirst when he was just climbing the mountain, but he opened his mouth.

"A person like me who has licked blood on the tip of a knife, don't play the piano with these Zen words to the cow. Even if I broke this peach branch today, it will still grow tomorrow. If I don't tell you about wine and meat, wouldn't you make things difficult for me like this? It doesn't make sense." As he said that, he curled his lips and shook his head, and continued, "Master Huichen is in chaos."

Hui Chen didn't expect that Han Si would be snatched away, so he could only smile and shake his head, put the pastry he had just taken out on the table and said, "In recent years, you have become more and more aware of talking. I just said just now. You have replied so much, but I am just saying nothing. "I'm talking about it." He looked at the paper bags and the fruits beside him, and asked, "What's the matter with these things today?"

You should know that Han Si never brought so many things when he came. This time, he seemed to be traveling a long way, and he had to stuff more things before leaving. Not to mention anything else, just a large bag of tea leaves can tell what it means.

Han Si just looked at the person in front of him and smiled. Ji You, who had been very careful in everything in the past, was still Ji You. Although he had already become a monk and had a Buddhist name to become the monk of Jinghua Temple, he was still the same as before. But he looked around at the scenery around him and couldn't help but sigh that the world had changed so quickly. It turned out that almost ten years had passed, and he suddenly thought of the days when Ji Bo'an disappeared.

Ji Bo'an's tomb was just buried, and Ji You ran out like a devilish person. He thought that if something happened to Ji Bo'an, the body would have been there. If nothing happened to Ji Bo'an, he would not recognize the result.

Han Si didn't know what he should do at that time. He went to eat meat and drink every day, just like he was venting all day long, and then he didn't have any other things to do. Later, when he heard Ji You were leaving Shangjing, he followed him out. At first, they were just around Shangjing, and later they slowly walked to Yuyuan City. Every time they went to a place, they had to search for Ji Bo'an's portrait. Gradually, the two of them felt cold, because if a person really existed, why could they not even find a trace in this world?

Suddenly one day, Ji You had packed everything early in the morning. For the first time, he didn't just talk about looking for Ji Bo'an like a demon. He didn't even know where to cook a large table of good food. Han Si didn't know why he was very nervous that day. When he got up and saw the food at that table, he didn't even dare to put down chopsticks. The two of them cooked each other for a long time. The food that was originally steaming, gradually the heat on it decreased a lot.

"Why don't you eat it?" Ji You saw that Han Si was reluctant to move his chopsticks, so he added a piece of prepared meat and put it in Han Si's bowl. The meat was served with sugar, which looked extremely tempting. It was also the most expert dish that Ji You had made in many years. He thought that Han Si would eat it after picking up the dishes, but he didn't expect that Han Si had not made any moves for a long time.

Han Si looked at the piece of meat lying on the rice in his bowl, but he did not look happy. Instead, he raised his eyes and stared at Ji You opposite him. He knew very well that Ji You would definitely be a sign of something for this meal today, so he didn't even pick up the chopsticks.

Seeing Han Si looking at him, Ji You pursed his lips. He grabbed the dishes on his plate into his bowl and was about to put them into his mouth, but Han Si grabbed his arm. The force was not light, but he could have left some strength to not hurt Ji You, but he also let the chopsticks not be sent to his mouth.

"What's the matter?" Han Si was probably a little bit wrong because of Ji Bo'an's problem. Even his speech was cold and he was now heading straight to the point, just like the scenes where he would argue with Ji You were all like another person. He looked at Ji You and his face turned cold and asked.

Seeing Han Si like this, Ji You put down all the bowls and chopsticks in his hand. The smile that could be squeezed out just now was no longer on his face. He looked at Han Si and looked up at the sky outside the window in front, and then said, "Let's have a breakup meal. The master is gone. This banquet will always be over."

When Han Si heard this, he gritted his teeth secretly. He looked at Ji You and asked, "Where are you going?" Both of them were from the Ji family. Even though he was not as close as Ji You and Ji Mansion, if he really wanted to go back, it would not be considered as the title of "Disaster". It is conceivable that Ji You would not return to Ji Mansion if he left this trip, so where would he go? Han Si couldn't understand it for a moment, but he felt that things were not very good.

"The master is gone. I think I can help him pray for the rest of my life. He killed the enemy on the battlefield because he was responsible for the cause and effect. So I went to the Buddha to recite scriptures for him to be saved and pray for him." Ji You turned his head at this time. He looked at Han Si's face and continued, "Some day ago, I heard that there was a mountain temple here. I heard that there was a great incense there, and they were all kind and respected people. After you and I finished this meal, it would be really gone, right?"

When Han Si heard what Ji You said, it was like a storyteller in a teahouse, and he felt it was extremely absurd. He looked at Ji You's mouth that opened and closed, and gradually he could not hear the sound. He had a thought in his mind that Ji You said that he would become a monk in this temple in the future and would never pay attention to this worldly affairs again.

"Are you not awake?" Han Si got up and pulled Ji You who was still talking, then walked over to the bed, then threw the person onto the collapse, and then threw the quilt over and hit Ji You. This time the smash was extremely heavy and the noise was also loud. Han Si did not stop after hearing this, but said coldly: "I think you are not awake, so let me sleep again. If you are not awake, I will fetch water to wash your face and wake up." After that, he sneered again, looking at the food on the table and said: "Disaster meal? Even if you cry here today, I will not touch you for a single bite of food."

After saying that, he pushed the door straight out, leaving Ji You standing in the house alone with a worried look on his face.

It was cold at night, and Han Si had never come back. Ji You kept lighting candles because he was worried. Their house was rented by the farmers. The yard was very remote. At night, the cold wind blew into the house, creaking the window sashes. Occasionally, it seemed that the sound of wolves screaming came over. Ji You even didn't know what to do in the house. It was not until noon the next day that Han Si was back.

"Go." Han Si became much calmer after entering the house. He blew cold wind on the mountain all night. The wind whistled across his face and headed towards the farmhouse. No matter how far away he was, he could see the lights in the house. The dimness could illuminate people's hearts. He thought that Ji Bo'an was the lamp for him and Ji You. Now that the lights were out, he and Ji You lost the direction of how to move forward. It would be better to ask him to pray for blessings as Ji You said, so that the candlelight was false and dim, but could also support them to walk.

On the day when Ji You became a monk ordained, Han Si was following him. Ji You's steps were extremely steady. The mountain temple was very high, but the stone steps were extremely carefully cultivated, long and wide. People walked there like a drop in the ocean. The wind blew up and moved the corners of the clothes and hair, as if they had blown away all the past.

When the abbot's razor cut off Ji You's hair bit by bit that day, Han Si stood beside him. The knife in his hand changed from hanging on his waist to holding it in his arms. Sometimes his identity changed and that thing naturally became a matter of course, just like he is no longer a personal guard, but a man from the martial arts world.

When he saw Ji You, who had lost his hair, was called Hui Chen by the abbot and everyone in Jinghua Temple, Han Si just handed a letter to the abbot and went down the mountain alone. He didn't like Ji You's bald and bright head, but he always had to adapt. Then he built a wooden house on the back mountain of Jinghua Temple. It had been nearly ten years since he came and went. The Zen temple was cleaned by himself and Ji You, and even the peach blossom tree was so scared that he thought that he had never broken the peach branches on the road and had not broken the one in the courtyard. He was also a little selfish.

"Why did I suddenly laugh?" Hui Chen saw Han Si laughing suddenly and shook his head, and asked in confusion. He had changed a lot over the years, and chanting scriptures every day has made his mind wider and calmer. He was mostly relieved that he had never felt before, but when he saw Han Si, he could still have a bit of the world energy on his body.

When Han Si heard the question, he did not tell him what he had just thought of. Instead, he poured another cup of tea and put it in his mouth. The tea color was very light and the aroma was slightly fragrant. He could drink it with just one taste. He put the tea cup on the table, then looked at Hui Chen and said, "This time I'm going to go out for a long trip, thinking that you can bring more tea so that you won't be too poor here."

When Ji You heard this, he looked up at Han Si, bowed and said, "Where are you going?"

Han Si sighed, then looked in the direction of Shangjing, and then said with a smile: "Previously, the general and the girl Yiyi wrote me a letter, saying that the lady wanted me to teach her martial arts, and said that Shangjing was not suitable for her. So I thought to go to Shangjing to teach both of my master's two children so that I would not go out and be bullied." He said, and signaled to the fruits, tea and other items on the table, and then said: "I have been there for a long time this time. I am afraid that I will not be able to come back in a few years, so I thought to buy all the things. Occasionally, you go down the mountain to buy some things by yourself. Seeing that your monk's robe is old, I have already put all the money."

Hui Chen looked at his monk's robe. The color was indeed a bit gray and old, but he shook his head. He thought and said, "This garment can protect the cold and cover the body. There is no need to change it anymore. If you have money, buy more paper and ink. This year, it should be a copy of the scriptures for the general."

Thinking that he couldn't understand this person, Han Si stopped talking and asked, "You're not worried that I won't come back to see you if I don't go to Beijing, so I didn't ask any more questions?"

Hui Chen smiled, and then said, "There is a meeting in the mountains and rivers. If the fate is not broken, there will naturally be a day of meeting. There is no need to be too obsessed." As he said that, he took down the bracelet that he had been twisting in his hand and handed it to Han Si and said, "I have always carried this Buddhist bead, so you can take it as a farewell gift."

As the sun sets in the west, even the tea has been cold for a long time. The two people sitting in the yard have said a long time to each other and have given a lot of instructions. When Han Si got up and headed towards the mountain, he looked back at the temple and thought that there was something else in it that should be doing his studies at this time. Ji You, who was standing on the steps on the mountain for a long time before turning around and leaving.
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