Chapter 860: Hidden Zen courtyard, goodbye

Listening to the wind behind me, I hurriedly turned around and stood in front of Yuan Xiu. The fearless monk's slap stopped again, and the wind hit my face, blowing hair flying.
His eyes were red anxiously: "Miss!"
"Uncle Fearless, don't mess around."
"How dare he come to your room and be bare-chested in front of the young lady!"
I couldn't laugh or cry: "Uncle Fearless, he is my husband."
"..."
The fearless monk froze all of a sudden.
I looked back at Pei Yuanxiu and looked at him again. His expression seemed to have swallowed an egg, and his eyes were rounded. He also looked at me, and then looked at Pei Yuanxiu, half a while, and said incredulously, "He is "
"I am the same."
"he--"
"My husband."
Fearless look at me again, and then look at Pei Yuanxiu, half a while: "Aunt?"
I don't know why, this title is still normal, but it is not that taste from his mouth, especially "monk" like him, Pei Yuanxiu laughed: "This master is really interesting."
"What's funny and boring!" Fearlessly, the temper tantrum came up again, and he waved his hand, almost fanning my face. I took a step back subconsciously, and my calf touched the edge of the bed, and then I saw him carrying two hands back and forth in front of the bed for a few steps, as if he was very irritable. Pei Yuanxiu refused to let it go, and for a while, he said, "You, marry our young lady?"
"Half-married for six months."
"Is it parents' order, matchmaker?"
"There is no parent's order, no matchmaker's words, but there is evidence from heaven and earth, and from the sun and the moon."
The fearless monk's eyes narrowed slightly, and he faded away a bit of fierce looks, and then looked at him for a while, and stretched out his fingers and said to him: "Miss married you, you must not bully her! Otherwise, Sajia tear you!"
In the face of such a threat, Pei Yuanxiu was not angry at all, and smiled with eyes bent, and nodded, "Well."
Fearless then snorted with his nose.
I cried more and more, pulling his sleeve: "Uncle Fearless, don't do this, he is good to me!"
When the fearless monk turned his head towards me again, his face turned to be as pleasant as the flipbook, and he patted the back of my hand with a big hand, saying, "Miss, I don't know, these fancy-looking men have honey on their tongues, The most coaxing. I'm afraid the young lady will be coaxed by him, what will you do to bully you in the future? Smart people like my wife are also coaxed-- "
"Uncle Fearless," I interrupted him, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for so long. I also blame you, but also the tea in this temple. Is there any good tea for me?"
Upon hearing this, the fearless monk straightened up and said, "Of course there is, the Sajia let them prepare."
I laughed and said, "Uncle Fearless loves me the most." After that, I turned back to Yuan Xiu and said, "You have n’t been hurt yet, so take a good rest tonight. Some of my friends in this temple have n’t seen each other for a long time. They talk about the old. "
Pei Yuanxiu nodded, straightened his clothes, and said to me softly: "Don't go too late, come back early to rest."
"Ok."
After speaking, I helped him to sort out the bed a little, then turned and left, Uncle Fear looked at me with displeased hands and saw that he couldn't help but want to get angry several times, but looked at me I didn't care about it, so I didn't say much. I was just mad and slammed the door when I went out.


The sun has set, and twilight is coming. Lanterns are hung outside the large and small houses in Tianmu Temple. Candles are swaying. As the wind blows the leaves across the mountain, it seems to be quieter and quieter in this temple. My heart calmed down.
The fearless monk walked in front of a lantern, and I followed him on the cool bluestone, and the night wind blew through my clothes and skirt corners, and was illuminated by the swaying candlelight in the lantern and dropped on the ground. Obscure, dim light.
I said softly, "Uncle Fearless, where do you take me?"
"Isn't the young lady saying that you want to have a good tea? The Sajia people have prepared them in the courtyard. Now they go to the Sanjia Zen Temple."
I stopped suddenly.
When the fearless monk listened to my movements, he stopped, looked back, and looked at me with some confusion: "Miss, what's wrong?"
I thought about it and said, "I'm not busy eating tea, I'm not afraid, I still have something to do."
"what's up?"
"So many people in our industry come to Tianmu Temple to bother you, and we should say hi to the abbot. I want to see the abbot."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Fear stopped and said, "Uncle Zhengjue?"
"Ok."
"You want to see him?"
"This is also my courtesy."
This time, the fearless monk who acted Thunder was hesitant. After a long time, he slowly said, "But, Miss, you know, he doesn't easily see outsiders."
I nodded and said, "I understand. But I'm a junior, and after so many years, I should come to see you when I return."
"..."
"is it not OK?"
"Not at all, it's just that in the past two years, he has become less and less common. Hmm—" The fearless monk frowned, thinking about it, and said to me, "I'll take the young lady over to see."
"it is good."


As the twilight came, the air on the mountain became more and more humid, and there was a burst of coolness.
Follow the fearless monk all the way to the mountain, but also to the back of the temple. Ascend the first-order mountain, walk past a piece of garden, and listen to one or two clear birdsongs coming from the quiet mountain. After a while, skirt corner The dew was condensed on the tip of the grass, and brushed his ankles, sending a burst of coolness.
We finally arrived at the Abbot's Zen Temple.
This is already a very deep place in Tianmu Temple. When you look forward, it is a densely stupid pagoda, looming in the twilight, looking extraordinarily solemn. Almost subconsciously, I folded my hands and chanted the Buddha gently.
Just then, the door of the Zen courtyard opened with a buzz.
Two young monks in grey robes stepped out of it, saluting the fearless monk respectfully. The fearless monk walked in and asked loudly, "What about the abbot? Miss Yan is here and wants to meet him."
"The abbot is in cleanup, and he is not seen."
Before I had time to speak, the fearless monk beside me had exploded. "What's the visitor, is the lady the guest?"
The two monks yelled at him for a moment, but they didn't respond. The fearless monk had already waved his hand and almost overturned one of them, saying, "The Sajia family went in and told him! Miss, you wait! "
After that, he strode into the Zen Temple.
The two monks were startled, too late to greet me, and hurried in.
I was standing alone at the door, could not help crying and laughing.
Let the fearless monk take me to see the abbot, and I really do n’t know if it is right or wrong. His explosive temper is also due to the lack of pilgrims to see in this inaccessible Tianmu Temple. ".
For a while, the surroundings calmed down, and I couldn't hear what he was doing inside the Zen courtyard. I stood quietly, watching the two camellia plants that were stricken bare at the door of the Zen courtyard, and the messy footprints on the ground .
Soon, the courtyard door opened again.
The two monks walked out, respectfully bowed my hands together, and then said, "Tan Yue, abbot, please invite Tan Yue to enter the Zen Temple."
I folded my hands in return and saluted them, and then I reached the high threshold.
Entering the door of the Zen courtyard, you can see a small clean and simple courtyard. The bluestone slab floor should be often washed with water. It is almost dust-free and still reveals the coolness. Besides the water tank in the courtyard, the corner The broomstick has almost nothing else, only a camellia plant under the eaves has long been defeated, but this little Zen courtyard reveals a bit of withering meaning.
A zen room stood there alone, the door was hidden, and the fearless monk was standing at the door, looking back at me, and beckoning to me: "Miss, please, please."
I hurried over and went up the steps.
The door opened.
A faint sandalwood scent that seemed to evaporate from memory slowly lingered on my side.
In front of me is a clean and simple Zen room. In the center of the Zen room is a table with an incense burner, which rises from the top of the stove. Under the sun shining through the doors and windows, it is as light and difficult as a person's delicate thoughts. fathom.
And next to the wall was a stone bed, and a withered old monk was sitting on a futon.
That's the monk of righteousness.
He's a lot older now than he's lost in memory. His face was old, his eyebrows were white, and he wore a gray monk robe and a big red pupa. He sat on the futon, there was no wind in the room, and there was no expression on his face.
I stood at the door, and for a while, the whole person seemed to froze.
It was only the face in memory, and at this moment, it was real.
After a moment of silence, Zhengjue Monk slowly opened his eyes.
It was a pair of grey, somewhat cloudy eyes, with white eyebrows hanging down, almost covering the light of wisdom that had settled down in the years, but couldn't hide the faint smile.
A long while, he said, "You are here."
I held my door frame with a slight force, finally propped myself into the zen room, folded his hands toward him, and saluted: "See the abbot."
He looked at me quietly, and the smile on his face grew deeper.
After saying that, I do n’t know what else I can say, even if I have to say anything, my throat is completely dumb at this time, but he raised his head slowly, facing the fearless monk at the door: Fearless, you all go down first. Let's talk about it. "
"Oh."
Although the fearless monk had a weird and smelly temper, he seemed to be very convinced of him. He didn't say much. He folded his hands in a salute, closed the door slowly, and then retreated.
Listening to the sound of the footsteps of all three of them, I raised my head again and looked at the old monk in front of me.
He was still sitting there, motionless like the same Buddha image, but only a little bit of earth in his eyes.
I walked slowly and without speaking, I heard his low voice sound, with the kindness familiar in memory: "Lightness, you are back."
"Um." I nodded, my voice trembling and choked up, "Uncle, I'm back."