Chapter 304 Beautiful Spider Spirit VS Cold and Ascetic Monk 8
“Donor Yu.”
Suddenly, Xuanji stopped, turned around, and looked at her with complicated eyes, “Last night The matter is actually due to the poor monk's lack of cultivation. Although he had no choice but to do so, he finally broke the Buddhist rules. I, Xuanji, must bear these sins alone and practice in seclusion in order to pursue the purity of my soul and the depth of Buddhism. "< br>
Hearing this, Yu Yao frowned slightly with a complicated expression.
She raised her eyes to look at Xuanji and said softly: "Master, everything in the world has cause and effect. This matter was not your intention, so how can you blame it entirely? We work together to benefit the people, isn't that right? Part of spiritual practice? ”
Xuanji shook his head and looked into the distance: "Donor Yu is so compassionate, and the poor monk is grateful. But Buddhism emphasizes karma, and since the poor monk has violated the precepts, he must bear the consequences. I decided to return to Wanfo Temple immediately. Go into seclusion in the mountain, practice with concentration, purify your inner demons with Buddhism, and atone for your sins.”
Yu Yao knew that once Xuanji’s decision was made, it would be difficult to change it.
She gently stroked her belly. She had swallowed the Dragon Phoenix Pill and was pregnant with Xuan Ji's child. She couldn't care about what this man wanted to do, and she didn't want to care about it.
The next step is to find a place and give birth to the baby quietly.
No, there is also the poor scholar Su Jin who has not been dealt with. He was the person who killed the original owner. She has not completed this task yet.
It seems it's time to act.
She looked at Xuanji, her voice was calm and without any waves, "Since the master has this determination, I should respect it. I hope that during your retreat, you will be able to focus on nothing, realize the true meaning of Buddhism as soon as possible, and save more people from The sea of suffering."
After saying that, Yu Yao felt blessed and turned around to leave.
However, just when she was about to take a step forward, Xuanji suddenly spoke, with a bit of tenderness and reluctance in her voice: "Donor Yu, you are kind-hearted and talented, and your future will be bright." Be magnanimous. Although I can't be by your side, I hope you will be well and have lasting blessings."
Yu Yao stopped, looked back at Xuan Ji, and smiled, "Don't worry, master, I will take care of you. Be good to yourself, I may not continue to live in Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple in the future. Perhaps, I will travel around the world on behalf of the master to benefit the people.”
The two looked at each other for a moment, as if at this moment, all misunderstandings, regrets and reluctance had turned into deep blessings.
Yu Yao glanced at Xuan Ji, turned around and left.
The figure fades away in the morning light.
Xuanji looked at her back, his eyes full of reluctance and nostalgia. He closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, it was clear.
He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's name softly, praying silently for Yu Yao in his heart: May she be happy forever, be safe and happy, have no disasters, and have a smooth life.
"Master, why did you come here? It's hard for me to find you."
At this moment, Jueming ran over panting and said worriedly.
Xuanji turned around, looking particularly handsome in plain clothes in the morning light.
His eyes were deep, as if he could see into everything in the world, but he hid indescribable fatigue. "I'm just going for a walk, looking at the scenery in this world, maybe I can find some relief."
Jueming didn't think much, and quickly handed over the clay pot in his hand, "Master, I have the detoxifying herbs. I have collected it and asked a kind-hearted female donor to help me cook it. You should drink it while it is still hot. It will detoxify and we can go back to Wanfo Temple.”
Xuanji's eyes flicked over the pottery pot, and the medicinal fragrance emanating from it seemed to be able to dispel the chill around him.
But he shook his head gently, "There is no need to drink the medicine. The poison of the poor monk has been cured."
"Cure?"
Jueming heard this He said with a look of astonishment, "How is that possible? Last night you weren't..."
Before he finished speaking, he realized his gaffe and quickly closed his mouth.
Xuanji's expression was unnatural, and there were unspeakable complex emotions in his eyes, "All things in the world are interdependent, and some poisons cannot only be cured by medicine."
After hearing this, Jueming felt confused, but he also Breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he remembered something and looked around: "What about Master Yu Shi? Isn't she with you? Why don't you see her?"
Xuanji's expression became complicated. , he raised his head and looked into the distance, which was the direction Yu Yao left.
A moment of silence.
He then said slowly: "She... has her own way to go, and she has already left."
Jueming nodded in understanding. Although there were thousands of questions in his heart, he did not know them. Ask again.
He turned to look at Xuanji and found that the master's complexion had indeed improved a lot. He felt calm and said, "In that case, let me pack up the magical instruments and objects, and we will set off back to the temple."
Xuanji nodded slightly, watching Jueming's retreating figure, but there were ripples in his heart.
He recalled the time he spent with Yu Yao. Although it was short, it was enough to make him feel the warmth and beauty of the world. However, as a Buddhist, he must not have the slightest greed or persistence.
He put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, may she have a safe and smooth life and get what she wishes."
He also raised his feet and left, and the forest path became quiet again.
After Xuanji returned to Wanfo Temple, he went to the back mountain to practice alone and began to stay in seclusion for a long time to atone for his sins.
No one in Wanfo Temple knew the real reason why Xuanji was in retreat, they only thought that he wanted to understand Buddhism.
The soft and free-spirited golden sunshine coated every inch of land in Sujia Village, Guluo Town, Lianhua County, Ningzhou City with a layer of warm gold.
On this day, a stream of light crossed the sky and landed in the grove outside Sujia Village. After the light dissipated, a graceful figure of a woman appeared.
The woman is Yu Yao.
The reason why she came here is naturally to fulfill the original owner's wish, which is the second task.
She slowly walked out of the woods. The dirt road under her feet was full of potholes, as if recording the vicissitudes of time.
In the fields on both sides of the road, the crops are sparse and not growing very well.
The creek in the village was turbid, flowing slowly, and exuded a faint rancid smell.
As she stepped into Sujia Village, she saw several children chasing and playing on the dirt road, laughing loudly.
Not far away, a few wisps of smoke slowly rose from the chimney, and a yellow dog lay at the door, lazily basking in the sun.
Seeing Yu Yao approaching, he just raised his eyelids and continued to doze off.
Although Yu Yao had a clear destination in mind, in order not to appear abrupt, she still asked an aunt who was fetching water at the well: "Auntie, how can I get to Su Jin's house?"
That aunt His complexion is dark, and his face is covered with wrinkles of time, like ravines. His eyes are slightly cloudy, but they reveal a simplicity and shrewdness.
The aunt put down the bucket, looked Yu Yao up and down, and asked curiously: "What is the girl doing with that poor scholar Su Jin?"
Yu Yao smiled slightly and said: Of course. I am looking for this Bo Qinglang to settle the score.
But he said: "Madam, I have heard that Mr. Su is talented and good at writing. I happen to have letters at home that need to be written, so I wanted to come and ask for advice."
The aunt curled her lips with a look of disdain, "Girl, that Su Jin is a poor scholar with no big future. His home is at the east end of the village. It is the adobe house left by his parents. You can see it at a glance."
Yu Yao thanked the aunt and walked in the direction pointed by the aunt.
In the plot, on the day she just passed through, the original owner was finally let go by Xuanji and did not go back to Wanfo Temple with Xuanji, and then met Su Jin.
Because she went to conquer Xuanji first, Su Jin and she were still strangers, and they didn’t know each other yet.
Yu Yao thinks this is good, and it saves a lot of trouble.
While thinking about this, footsteps appeared in front of Su Jin's house.
A dilapidated and yellowed adobe house with a thatched roof.
The door to the yard was not closed, it was just ajar. She gently opened the door and walked in.
There are some worn-out farm tools piled messily in the yard, and a broken water tank is placed in the corner, half filled with clean water.
Stepping into the house, they saw Su Jin sitting in front of an old desk, copying something intently.
At this time, Su Jin was in the prime of her youth. She was dressed in a green shirt that had turned white, but she was clean and tidy, with a handsome face, and a bit of literati elegance and unruliness in her brows.
He is quite good-looking, but he is a bitch-hearted.
Yu Yao looked at the man in front of her and complained silently in her heart.
Su Jin noticed someone, raised her head, and saw a beautiful woman standing at the door of her main room.
The moment he saw Yu Yao, surprise and confusion flashed in his eyes.
"Girl, who are you looking for?"
Su Jin put down the pen in her hand and stood up, with a polite but slightly distant smile on her face.