mousepad-d2 Chapter 13 Yunma Temple[edit]
Chapter 13 Yunma Temple[edit]
Entering an old small noodle restaurant, he asked for a bowl of tomato and egg noodles. While waiting for the noodles, Yu Xiao quickly called Xie Changshu back, and it was only 5 minutes since Xie Changshu called him.
After connecting, Yu Xiao took the initiative to explain: "Brother, I was walking just now, and my phone was muted so I didn't see your message."
Xie Changshu's side is the school cafeteria. Recently, his professional instructor was dragging him to train with several people for a competition, so he had to eat in the cafeteria.
"Have you eaten at noon?"
"I just found a noodle restaurant. It looks delicious." He scanned the surroundings with the camera of his mobile phone. The decoration was outdated, and there were no other customers except Yu Xiao.
"Brother, what did you have for lunch?"
Xie Changshu swept his side, five students, one teacher, all noodles on the table, he said: "The teacher invites us to eat noodles."
The instructor interrupted: "Only the noodle shop is open at this time." It must have been made fun of by the students before.
Yu Xiao's face also came up, the owner of the small noodle shop was the landlord, and as soon as he showed his skills, Yu Xiao knew that the other party's noodle shop was just for a part-time job.
Xie Changshu was originally talking to Yu Xiao happily, but when he saw Yu Xiao's face, he didn't show it to himself, so he ate it straight away, forcing him to turn the camera down.
Seeing the situation in the noodle bowl, he turned five hundred without saying a word, "If you are short of money, tell brother, Xiaoer."
There were a few boos from Xie Changshu's side, all shouting brother, hungry.
Xie Changshu blasted all the booers away, and he withdrew to the side while eating and chatting with Yu Xiao.
Usually, when we meet and eat together, we don’t necessarily have so many conversations. When we separate, we have to ask this and that, talking endlessly.
After Xie Changshu finished his meal, a girl who was sitting opposite him asked regretfully, "Xie Changshu, you have a girlfriend." It was the girl who was the lead singer of the small band at the welcome party.
Xie Changshu had been wearing earphones while chatting, and they didn't hear Yu Xiao's voice.
A boy sitting next to Xie Changshu said, "Fuck, I glanced at you, man."
Another person said: "Damn, I really thought you were the boss, not to mention being so tired! I was just having fun, and a big enemy was digested like this."
Xie Changshu had a disgusted expression on his face: "My brother, I am concerned about what's wrong when I go out for the first time! Can your minds be a little more normal?"
After speaking, he picked up his schoolbag, "Don't procrastinate, let's go."
Over the past few days, Yu Xiao and Xie Changshu have been maintaining a daily video frequency.
Yu Xiao didn't lie to Xie Changshu, he really had a place he wanted to go, that was his heart knot - as for the Li family, it was just by the way.
I didn't want to touch it so early, but I didn't expect to hear its name from my brother.
Outside Yunma Temple;
Yu Xiao stood at the gate of the temple, staring down at the gorgeous rose on his index finger, playing with a thin blade, lost in thought for a long time.
This is already the third day he hesitated outside the gate of Yunma Temple, and it is also the third day of the National Day holiday. Xie Changshu has urged him to go back more than once. Even Xie's mother called him twice, worried that he would think.
Yu Xiao looked at the gate of Yunma Temple, his eyes were bloodshot from insomnia, and there were big dark circles under his eyes, his expression was tired, and his lips were bloodless.
I dare not video with my brother anymore.
The sun was gradually moving towards the west, he hadn't eaten much all day, and his lips were a little dry.
At this moment, a crisp call suddenly came from behind, "Little Layman."
Turning around, I saw a young monk holding a meal and said, "Little layman, please come in and have something to eat."
Yu Xiao's voice was hoarse: "I..."
Monk: "Master saw you the day before yesterday, let me invite the little layman. The secular world is full of turmoil. Since I have come here, I must have a difficult threshold. The master of the little monk is Master Huijing, who is quite famous. Maybe he can become a layman." Confused."
"Huijing..." Yu Xiao murmured in a low voice, then suddenly chuckled, "It's also fate."
After finishing speaking, he took the meal from the monk and bowed: "Please ask my little master to take me to see Master Huijing."
"Little layman, don't you eat first?"
"Please take me directly."
In the residence filled with sandalwood, Master Huijing brewed and poured tea at a leisurely pace.
Huijing is an old man who is over sixty years old, but he looks only in his early fifties, with the detached demeanor of a monk, and his every move makes people feel very comfortable.
After the tea was poured, it was Master Huijing who spoke first: "I see the face of the little layman, you are destined for me." He smiled lightly, and there was an indescribable certainty in his tone.
Yu Xiao smiled helplessly: "Master Huijing Huiyan, we are indeed destined."
With a calm face, the master said, "The little layman has been hesitating outside the temple for many days."
Yu Xiao picked up the teacup, moistened his lips, and said, "A man once came to Yunma Temple to count his fate, and he calculated that I was the disaster star of his life. If he met me, he would not die well."
"Nowadays, children like to joke around, so you can rest assured, Yunma Temple has never done such a fortune-telling, nor will it."
It's just that at this time, it's not that important to Yu Xiao whether he has counted or not.
Yu Xiao lowered his eyes: "But what he said is true. No matter where he came from, the conclusion he came up with is true. I am the disaster in his life." Master Huijing is his acquaintance. Xiao Xiao will put down his defense a little bit.
Master Huijing picked up an old but well-preserved Buddhist Dharma sideways, and carefully opened the side, saying: "Patriarch Bodhidharma taught all living beings, if people create delusions, their minds are born with their minds, so they will always be in hell. You should try and learn from your mind. Reconcile and let go of the past."
His tone was slow, causing the listener's state of mind to calm down involuntarily.
Yu Xiao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly put the blade in his sleeve on the table, and at the same time put out his left hand, with a quiet expression, and said very seriously:
"He said that the person who caused him pain had a peach blossom birthmark on his index finger. The mage asked me to let go of it. Can you please help me remove this mark?"
Master Huijing's face remained unchanged: "If you destroy it, you are denying the past, and denying your own past is denying your own existence."
There was a trace of hostility between Yu Xiao's brows and eyes, and he said, "As long as I have a choice, I don't want to accept this body." He looked at his hand and said, "I don't want it."
"Amitabha, the heart is born with the heart. If the heart is not calm, the thought will return to motion. It is just going from one hell to another. The crux is not in the imprint, not in the finger, but in the thoughts of the donor's heart. If you really repent, now is the time. The best moments don't need to be chipped to prove it."
Hearing these familiar words, Yu Xiao's eyes suddenly turned red, his voice was a little choked up, and he trembled: "Master..."
"Buddhas are hard to get through and there is no destiny. Since you and I met here, it is fate. I will give you something that can help you dissipate your grievances. If the little layman is sincere, in the next three days, every day the temple gate is open, you will be happy." Come here and wait for me, chant scriptures and pray for blessings with me, and leave after the gate of the temple is closed. Are you willing?"
"Of course I would." Yu Xiao bowed deeply to Master Huijing, regardless of what he thought, but his etiquette was complete on the surface, and when he lowered his eyebrows and looked pleasing to the eye, he was no different from every pious Buddhist child.
That was the bearing he cultivated in his previous life in Yunma Temple for five years.
Of course, that was when Yu Xiao closed his eyes.
The relationship between Yu Xiao and Yunma Temple is too deep.
He has changed from an absolute superior who holds the economic lifeline of the entire W state, to a believer who worships before the Buddha, and his obsession is all about that person.
It's a pity...Three years of recuperation did not save that person's life, five years of persistence, the person still returns to dust.
After the person disappeared completely, Yu Xiao only remembered that he went to the place where the two met, the small corner of the street.
At that time, he had already become muddleheaded, knowing that his brain was seriously ill, but he had no intention of saving himself.
He didn't even know how he died.
When he woke up, he was already ten years younger and was hiding under the bridge hole to hide from traffickers.
Perhaps it was God who thought of him sincerely and allowed him to reincarnate as a human being, allowing him to go back to the day before he met Xie Changshu.
For the next three days, Yu Xiao was as sincere as if he had returned to the time when he asked for forgiveness before the Buddha in his previous life.
He ate fast and recited Buddhism with Master Huijing, and even slept not far from Yunma Temple.
Naturally...there was no mobile phone at all.
But before he put down his phone, he sent messages to both Xie Changshu and Xie's father and mother, saying that he was busy.
After he finally obtained a string of rosary beads that he sincerely asked for, he finally had sustenance in his hanging mood.
Although Master Huijing said that it was fate to send him off, Yu Xiao still added a lot of incense to Yunma Temple before leaving.
The first thing I did was to go to the hotel to pick up my phone. When I put it down, it was full, but now it’s out of battery.
Yu Xiao had a bad intuition, so he hurriedly charged the phone and turned it on. When he turned it on, he saw dozens of missed calls, most of which were from Xie Changshu. There were a few calls from his father and mother, and even Bai Shuhan called twice.
not good.
Yu Xiao hurriedly called Xie Changshu.
There was a quick connection over there, but he didn't speak.
Yu Xiao's hands and feet were stiff. If Xie Changshu was in front of him now, he could imagine the other side's expressionless appearance.
He whispered: "Brother..."
Xie Changshu's voice was straight and concise: "Where is it?"
Yu Xiao said it as if he was studying: "322 Xingchen Hotel, Province H."
"Open the door."
"okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Changshu hung up.
Yu Xiao: "..." He was about to add that he would go back soon.
His face was sunken, he looked at the man on the screensaver who was smiling wickedly, and touched the corner of the screensaver's lips with his thumb, his expression was a little disturbed.
Now that the other party knows his position, he dare not run around, for fear that he will not be there when the other party arrives, and Brother Yi's temper will definitely whip him.
He knelt down on the ground, lowered his forehead tightly to the phone, and sighed deeply.
This time I really pissed off my brother... I caught a glimpse of the perfect prayer beads wrapped three times around my wrist, and he pressed the phone even deeper into the quilt, as if there was someone he missed inside, and he wanted to rub him To the bone.
"Brother..." He murmured uncomfortably, his whole head sinking into the bedding.
I want to see him right away, hug him, kiss him...have him.
He was sad, and suddenly there was a tightness in his neck. Someone lifted his collar, and Yu Xiao was pulled up.
He turned around in a daze, and saw Xie Changshu's face darkened: "This is because I knew I was wrong. Do you want to decide yourself before I come?"
It took less than 10 minutes to make the call, and it would take 4 hours to get here from the capital at the fastest, not to mention the need to transfer cars halfway.Yu Xiao didn't recover from the shock at all, and when he saw Xie Changshu, he subconsciously reached out and hugged his waist.
The author says:
Non-professionals, don't delve into the culture of Buddhist temples, bow (pious), no offense intended.
Yu Xiao: I want to hug and hold my brother high——
Shu'er: pia——
Yu Xiao: QAQ;
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