Faithful to Buddha, Faithful to You

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"I will help you."

The girl was lying beside the ditch, clinging to a branch in her hand to hook something. Wearing a yellow shirt, the body is exquisite. Hearing my words, still holding my hands on the ground, turning my head to look at me. What a pretty face, very young, only seventeen or eighty years old. The facial features are not particularly outstanding when viewed separately, but they are cute and lovely when combined together. A pair of bright and clear eyes make the whole person lively and flexible like an elf.

Suddenly, the heart jumped out of a strong sound. I thought that girls with pure looks like mom are rare, and I did not expect to see such a pure girl in the chaotic world more than 1,600 years ago, as clean as the ancient pollution-free air.

In my time, girls were too precocious, and high school students began to dress up and make up. Like all other products, beauty is produced by assembly line operations. The beauty is beautiful, but it looks like a model is carved out, and you can't figure out which ones are original after removing makeup.

Therefore, I looked and looked at the girl who was absolutely natural in front of me, and expressed my admiration with the appreciation of the beautiful things. And she is also staring at me closely, but unlike me looking at her, her eyes are filled with surprise. The mouth is slightly open, and the expression is especially cute. I thought girls in ancient times were very shy, but I didn't expect this little girl to look at me so stupidly, it was funny.

"What did you drop in this ditch?" I walked to her side and knelt down in the same position as her, and asked her with a smile.

"It's a potter's whistle played by children." She suddenly woke up and no longer stared at me, pointing to a stone in the water, and lying next to a bird-shaped pottery whisper, "If you can't find it back, those two little devils You must make trouble with me all night."

Her small mouth puckered up, annoyed. I smiled, but didn't think of anything, so I reached into the water. The cold water in the winter bites me and freezes me. She yelled aloud, I didn't want to disappoint her, and moved her body forward again. She seemed afraid that I would fall into the water, she took my other arm. I laughed secretly. If it really fell into the water, how could her strength stop it? Enough to go forward, finally reached it. Hold your body steady and slowly retract your hand. Still half kneeling, he stretched out his hand in front of her.

She cheered, took the pottery whistle from my hand, and suddenly grabbed my hand with two small hands and rubbed it back and forth quickly. "Your hands are cold, don't freeze them."

She bowed her head and rubbed my hands hard, exposing the jade-like pink neck. In my heart, a strange feeling emerged. While looking around, she suddenly looked up, but I was caught off guard, and her face suddenly became a little hot. She was half her head lower than me, and she looked up at her cute little face, as if realizing something, and suddenly let go of her hand.

She took a step back, huh a few times, and turned her smart eyes slightly to me: "Thank you Master."

I was stunned before I realized that I was a monk at the moment. Wiping her wet hands on the robes, she handed over a veil: "Master use this..."

Her voice was crisp, slick, and nice. "Call me Xiao Shi." I'm really not used to being called "Master".

"Xiao Shi?" She tilted her head. "It's not like the name of the law."

I hummed and reluctantly told her: "The name of the law is the standard. But you can call me Xiaoshi." After thinking about it, I added, "I still like to use the name of the layman."

She nodded and looked at me again. Clean eyes, innocent. "You look like a mage."

I was shocked again. I thought she was like a girl of my contemporaries, because she looked at me because of my appearance. I didn't expect it, because I was like my father. Since seeing her in her father's residence, she must know her father. Who is this young girl?

"Luo Xiu!"

A crunchy child's voice sounded, and two three- and four-year-olds dressed in exactly the same way ran upside down and rushed into the arms of this girl in front of me.

Now I know. She is Luo Xiu, the last Liangzhou woman admitted by her mother. And these two children in pink and jade are the twins of Chu Rui: Rong Qing and Rong Yu. Of course, I can't tell at all.

Luo Xiu returned Tao Shao to the child and thanked me again. Then took their hands and left. Looking at her back, I smiled and planned to go to Caotang Temple. When he woke up in the morning, he found himself sleeping on Dad’s bed, but he was gone, and he must have gone to the temple. I originally wanted him to rest for a day, and only went to sleep at midnight last night, fearing that he could not eat well. But it seems that he is a workaholic like mom.

Lifting his legs and walking towards Caotang Temple, he suddenly saw Luo Xiu still holding his hand. Put the veil into the sleeve bag, there is a hint of sweetness in my heart. When she thought of her pure face, she couldn't help laughing. I seem to have never done this...

As soon as I entered the main hall of Caotang Temple, I felt the atmosphere was wrong. Juxian is arguing with dad. I found Daoheng sitting in the far corner and asked him about the situation. Dao Heng told me that tomorrow Yao Xing will bring his prince Yao Hong to listen to the Fa. The old man Jue Xian must make an argument with his dad in front of Yao Xing.

"Sister Juexian, what is the point of arguing for victory or defeat? Roche is going to translate the Verse of the Vimalakirti in the past few days. This verse is more important to Roche, so I don't want to spend more time on the argument! "Dad's voice was raised a little, and he could hear that he had endured the extreme.

"This scripture is of great significance to you?" Juixian sneered and raised his voice, "Are you trying to use Master Vimalakir to justify your own defilement? You have fallen into disciplinary action, which is despised by the netwalker, but also Bringing his wife to the Buddhist temple to view the scriptures. That kind of woman entering the Buddhist temple is an insult to the Buddha!"

Dad's body shook, his face instantly turned pale. I stood up sharply, squeezing my fist forward. Dao Heng pulled me: "Beacon, you are crazy! Are you going to be useful to the Master?"

Dao Heng's words reminded me that I sat down. Yeah, I can't be reckless, and I will be caught in a dilemma. However, I really hated it, my eyes were red, and I clenched my fists and hit the ground. This stinky old man, he even insulted his mother!

Dad's eyes were round, his body was shaking, he tried to take a few deep breaths, and said calmly, "Okay, I promise to argue."

I gathered Daoheng's ear and said in a low voice, "I am a relative of the mage. If you want to worship the mage as a teacher, I can let him accept you as an apprentice."

"Really?" he yelled, and I quickly squinted him to lower his voice.

"But you have to do something." I used the smelly old man in front of the Nunu Hall, "Juexian collected a lot of apprentices in Chang'an. He wanted to collect everything for his rapid expansion. So there are several of his disciples. Be a sinner in the adultery department. You can first go to Jue Hyun’s door to find these evil people, and then inform your majesty. In this way, the Master will definitely accept you as a disciple."

"Good!" Dao Heng rubbed his fists and eagerly tried. "Juexian is too crowded and has no master's resources. The poor monk can't stand it anymore. He is determined to be a fair man!"

During the lunch break, I found Seng Zhao again. Although he couldn't know exactly about my relationship with my dad, I looked so much like my dad and saw my dad recognize me. He knew that my status was unusual and very respectful to me.

I told him seriously that the eight disciples of Shimen need to use all their power to expel Jue Hsien out of Chang'an. Otherwise, the dignity of the mage is damaged, so how can they stand on the ground?

Seng Zhao nodded and agreed immediately, he was very resentful of Jue Hyun. Mom is Seng Zhao's life-saving benefactor, and Jue Hyun insults Mom, which amounts to insulting Seng Zhao's adoptive mother. During the lunch break, I was discussing details with Seng Zhao, and introduced Dao Heng to him. At the end of the evening class, I saw Seng Zhao going to gather Tao Sheng, Tao Rong, Seng Rui, Dao Heng, Tan Ying, Hui Guan, Hui Yan and others. It seems that there will be a small meeting tonight.

When he walked back to his home with his dad, he gritted his teeth and thought: Old man Jue Hyun, you haven't been so proud in a few days.

However, I was a little uneasy when I thought that later generations would count this deportation on Dad's head. Dad didn't know about it, but scholars in later generations all believed that Dad taught it behind his back. Alas, no matter what, let the old man stay in Chang'an for a day and I hate it.

Go to Luoxiu at night and return her to her. Through this play with Rong Qing Rong Yu from the beginning, watching Luo Xiu's clean and unsmiling smile, the unpleasant heart swept away.

The hall was overcrowded. The VIP seat at the front seated Yao Xing and Prince Yao Hong and a group of relatives. At the beginning of the argument between Dad and Jue Hyun, everyone was dumbfounded. Because Juexian can only speak life language in Chinese, he asked to use Sanskrit to distinguish. The interpreter at the scene was Baoyun, who speaks Sanskrit. He used a pen to record and spoke Chinese.

The argument according to Baoyun's record is:

He even asked, "How empty is the Fayun?"

The answer said: "People's emblems are beautiful, and colors have no self nature, so only color is empty."

He also asked: "Since the polar emblem breaks the empty space, why does Fuyun break a bit?"

The answer said: "The group teachers may be broken, I mean no."

Ask again: "Wei Changye?"

The answer was: "Every microeconomy with a micro, and a microeconomy with all emblems."

Then there will be no records, because Baoyun simply cannot understand. Not to mention Baoyun, most of the people present were confused, and it is estimated that the few big disciples of Seng Zhao could understand some. The argument between Dad and Juxian is the most abstract and difficult argument in Buddhism.

Dad and Old Man Juxian argued for more than an hour, and their faces were terribly serious. Although he didn't understand, no one dared to speak out, and both looked at their facial expressions in silence. I saw that the sweat beads on the forehead of Jue Hyun gradually increased, but Dad looked natural. But until the end, Dad and Jue Hyun were coldly opposed, and neither of them announced the results.

That debate only recorded the first few sentences. I don’t know who lost or won, which became an unresolved doubt in the history book.

"Look, is the dirt slowly removed?" I shook the clay pot with broken eggshells and vinegar, and stopped to take a look. "Come, you try."

Luo Xiu was surprised, her mouth wide open, staring at me to help her clean the dirt that could not be washed away. She shook the clay pot with her small hand and smiled happily, her bright eyes looked at me, and she was terribly cute. I suddenly wanted to kiss her, and quickly put away my thoughts. She seriously pointed out how to apply her force evenly.

Returning to my dad's house these days, I will find a reason to find her. Although we differed by more than a thousand years, she couldn't understand many of my thoughts. However, she would listen to me quietly and encourage me to speak with the purest laugh. Every time I see her smile, I always feel good. As if bathed in soft wind, every pore is stretched out, I really like this feeling.

After washing the clay pots, she accompanied her out of the kitchen and walked down the veranda to her bedroom. There is no wind tonight, and the dark curtain is dotted with shining stars, it seems that tomorrow will be a sunny day.

"Why do the stars blink?" There was a nice and pleasant voice from around me.

I looked up at the stars and was fascinated by the blinking stars. I should say: Because the atmosphere is separated. When the starlight passes through the atmosphere, the density of the atmosphere changes, and the transparency of the starlight changes.

"Because the stars are like people, when they are worried, they love to blink."

I turned my head to look at her, and her face had an extraordinary beauty in the night. From the raised angle, you can clearly see the small chin and beautiful outline. Suddenly felt that I should not continue to watch the stars here. Otherwise, I might make mistakes that I shouldn't make...

"Little!"

It's dad! Standing in front of the veranda looked at me and Luo Xiu, the tone was flat, but it made me startled. Luo Xiu seemed very cramped, saluted, and hurried away. I was a little bit distraught and walked towards my dad.

Dad walked back to the bedroom with me without speaking for a long time. I don't know what to say, I can only be silent.

"Xiao Shi," he finally said, "Luo Xiu is a good woman."

"Well." Of course I know.

Dad stopped and looked at me with a calm voice: "I don't object to you and Luo Xiu for my father. It's just, Xiao Shi, you have to think clearly..."

Lanterns on the veranda illuminated the pain in his eyes, and a faint sigh sounded: "Will you be able to bear as much as your father and your mother, and gather together and deliver more lives..."

I paused violently and looked at him with sad eyes. Feeling tight, he whispered in the corner of his mouth and said, "Dad, I know..."

I didn't sleep well that night and kept thinking about what Dad said. Do I have the courage to bear it? Do I dare?

Maybe my parents' affection has affected me too much. I have been reluctant to eat love as fast food like my male classmates. There are too many girls around me, but I am not interested in them. Because they look at my eyes and carry too many other things. My mother is a well-known historian. I started the company before I was 20 years old, and my height and appearance made me want to fascinate any girl. But how many of them are because of the inner of Xiaoshi, not the economic conditions of Xiaoshi's family history, like the mother who loves dad, he loves me without turning back?

I tried to date different girls, each of them did not exceed three times. None of the various beauties is the pure figure that I am looking for. I did not expect that this shadow actually appeared more than a thousand years ago. I can hear the sound of my heart clearly, but me, do I dare?

I turned around and ran to the window to see the stars again. In fact, I know the answer: I dare not!

I knew from the beginning that I was never willing to face this severe problem. I envy the feelings of my parents, but such a life-and-death relationship only belongs to them. I, as well as any other people, cannot envy us, because we do not have the courage to be so determined...

It's time to close, while neither she nor she has fallen. In five days, I will leave. Take it back to my own time as a beautiful memory. When I came back, she was already 21 years old and had already married.

After that night, I stopped looking for her. When I saw it on the road, I just bowed together and retreated three feet. Seeing the loss floating in her eyes, I feel pain. However, I can bear it. After all, only these few days get along. Believe that she is the same, and slowly forget me...

The work of Dao Heng, Seng Zhao and others was fruitful. Dao Heng found the fugitive within a few days and reported it to Yao Xing. Yao Xing was furious and punished severely. There were rumors in Chang'an City, and Juxian was slammed by the second world of monks and vulgars. His unskilled apprentices either hid anonymously, or fled across the wall in the middle of the night, and almost completely escaped in half a day. Juxian couldn't stay any longer. Just when Huiyuan from Lushan invited him, he took forty monks willing to follow him to Lushan.

When Dad knew about it, Jue-hsien was ready to leave. His reputation was so bad that he didn't want to see him again. Dad came to me immediately, and I confessed. He knew that I was grievous for Mom, and blamed me for a few words, and no longer spoke much. After Jue-hyun left, Dad sometimes sighed and said good things to Jue-hyun, saying that Jue-hyun was proficient in Zen, and he was indeed more authentic than him.

I told my dad that there was no need to worry about Jue-hyun. He went to the Southern Dynasties and was later valued by Liu Yu. He also cooperated with the French traveler who came back from India to translate the scriptures. His expertise is in Zen, and the translated Buddhist scriptures set a precedent for later Mahayana yoga. Therefore, he still made great contributions to the development of Central Plains Buddhism, especially Buddhism in the Southern Dynasty.

At my request, Dad accepted Dao Heng as a disciple. Of course, I was also one of Dad's disciples. Some people counted me and Dao Heng as the former eight disciples, called Shimen Shizhe. Many people guess that we have relatives based on our looks, but no one knows that I am his son.

Before leaving, I just announced that I would go back to Guizi. Dao Heng came to say goodbye to me and told me with a painful face, because he reported to Yao Xingmi and had more contact with Yao Xing a few times. Yao Xing asked him how he handled government affairs, and he replied bluntly. So Yao Xing forced him to return to politics, and he was worried about the matter these days.

I chuckled and told him that his new master could help him. Dao Heng smiled as he walked, and I sighed. Dad would indeed ask him for Yao Xing. However, this Yao Xing was really in a hurry, and he would still be forced to hide in the forest by Dao Heng in the future.

Yao Xing is already in decline. He fought Tuobagui two years ago and suffered a defeat. Two years later, He Lianbo will betray him to stand on his own again. His later years will be spent in internal and external troubles. Fortunately, Dad couldn't see Yao Qin's demise.

"Dad, have you finished writing?"

Dad raised his head, his nose sounded "um", and gave me a piece of paper from the case. Seeing the words above, I was stunned. Dad sat quietly all night and meditated in front of a few cases, he wrote these two words?

On the paper, there are two beautiful fonts: "Wait for me".

I thought that Dad would write more lingering love. But there are only two words-"wait for me". Perhaps, for parents, there is really no need to say anything more. "Wait for me" is enough...

Carefully fold the paper into the backpack, and laugh at the corner of the mouth: "Mom will definitely cherish this fifty-year-old birthday gift." I am confident enough that as long as Mom sees Dad’s letter, she will definitely undergo a bone marrow transplant. of……

I wanted to say goodbye to Luo Xiu, but I still refrained. I don't want to disturb her again, there is no beginning, why should there be an end?

Dad sent me away, he is already familiar with these procedures. Thousands of words want to tell, only one sentence: "Dad, you must protect your body in the past four years, for mom."

Dad looked at me and focused on it.

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The distinction between Luo Shi and Jue Xian is recorded in Hui Jiao's "The High Monk's Biography of the Tuobalu".

Hui Jiao's "The Monk's Biography of the Buddhist Monk": "Also, the virtuous is in Chang'an, Dahong Zen, the Quartet is quiet, and the wind is coming. But there are shallowness in the dyeing, and there are shades, which are poured into hypocrisy, So it was tricky. A disciple confessed to his anaana because of his lack of deeds, and he was questioned at the end of the virtue, leading to gossip and being slandered, and there would be unforeseen scourges. Or walk across the wall at night, and in half a day, the crowd has disappeared, and Xian Nai Yi Ran doesn't mind.... So he developed with his disciple Hui Guan and other forty people, calm mind, no strangeness at first, people who know the truth, Xian Gong lamented that there are more than one white and black senders."

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Author's note: The dispute between Roche and Jue-hsien led to expulsion of Jue-hsien from Chang'an. There is no literature indicating that Roche did it, but some scholars believe that it was Roche's advice behind it. Whether Juxian was really expelled by Roche, no one knows for sure. "One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers", Roche and Jue Hyun are empty and contradictory, and one must be left. The author's preference for Roche, so let Xiaoshi organize the expulsion, hereby explain.