Rebirth of the Flying Era

   Chapter 605

  Du Fei looked back at Zhu Ting and said with a smile, "Okay, walking on snow under the night is quite romantic."

   Zhu Ting smiled and came up to hold his arm.

   During the day, Zhu Ting would not dare to have such an intimate act outside.

   But now, the dark lights are blinding, and there are not so many scruples.

   After a few steps, Zhu Ting didn't speak.

  Du Fei saw that she was thinking and asked, "What's wrong? The mood is not too high~"

  Zhu Ting gave a "hmm", leaned back to Du Fei's side, and said in a low voice, "It's Lilac."

   "Yang Lilac? What's wrong with her?" Du Fei asked back, I haven't seen her for a while recently, is there something wrong?

   Zhu Ting said: "Lilac has returned to Xinjing, and Mama Yang is ill. It seems... It seems to be very serious."

   Du Fei thought it was no wonder.

   In fact, Du Fei has always felt that the relationship between Zhu Ting and Yang Lilac is a bit strange.

  The two are intimate yet alienated.

   Including some time ago, Yang Lilac appeared every three or five and went to Du Fei's side.

  Although there is no clear behavior, Du Fei always felt that Yang Dingxiang looked at him a little strangely.

   After summer, it suddenly disappeared.

  Du Fei said: "Are you worried about her?"

  Zhu Ting said "um": "When she was a child, she was just like my own sister..."

  Du Fei listened with a slight difference in his heart.

   He had already guessed that Zhu Ting's family had a relationship with Yang Lilac, but Zhu Ting didn't mention it before, and he didn't take the initiative to ask.

   It turns out that Yang Dingxiang and Zhu Ting are really friends. Yang Dingxiang's father and Zhu's father were in the same army.

  In 1947, when Hu Zongnan attacked northern Shaanxi, little Zhu Ting and Zhu Ma got separated. It was Yang Ma who carried the other and carried them out.

   But after liberation, as Dad Yang and Dad Zhu disagreed on many things, and even went against each other, they became different factions, and the relationship between the two families cooled down.

   It’s okay if that’s all.

   After all, this situation is not uncommon, but then Dad Yang broke into something and was sent in.

   There is also some sake from Dad Zhu.

  Although according to Zhu Ting, Dad Zhu did not have any elements of framed and framed, but in Yang Lixiang's mind, I am afraid that may not be the case.

   Zhu Ting said again: "Lilac has been difficult these years. Seeing her laughing and joking, optimistic and upbeat, and suffering in her heart, who can outsiders know. This time, Mama Yang will have three strengths and two weaknesses. I'm really afraid... I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on."

   Du Fei held Zhu Ting's hand with his backhand, but couldn't say anything comforting.

   In fact, what Zhu Ting needs is not comfort.

  During so long, Du Fei understands Zhu Ting's character more and more.

   Growing up in this kind of family and having experienced wars when she was young, her character is very tough and strong.

   She said this to Du Fei, not for comfort.

   I just want to tell my lover what's on my mind, it's enough for Du Fei to listen by the side.

   Then Zhu Ting said a lot about the past.

  After liberation, Yang Lilac's parents returned to work in Xinj for a while, and Yang Lilac was fostered in Zhu Ting's house.

   At that time, they were just like sisters, wearing the same skirts and sleeping on the same bed, Yang Dingxiang called her sister, instead of adding the word Ting now.

   Even when Zhu Ting had her first menstrual period, Yang Lixiang was covered in blood.

   But soon after that, something happened to the Yang family and everything changed...

   In the evening, Du Fei left Zhu Ting's house.

  Although I heard Zhu Ting mutter a lot about the past tonight, Du Fei didn't feel how pitiful Yang Dingxiang was.

   Of course, if Dad Yang hadn't had an accident, she must be a beautiful girl like Zhu Ting now.

   But even the current Yang Lilac is far more than 99% of ordinary people.

   Not to mention anything else, just being a college student at Minzu University is enough to benefit her for the rest of her life.

   As long as she is assigned a job after graduation, the starting salary is the end of many people's life.

   And the reason why Zhu Ting felt sorry for her was just because she could have been better.

   Because of the common childhood experience, Zhu Ting regarded her as a relative.

   At this time, Du Fei had more important things to do.

   Eight o'clock in the evening.

  Du Fei rode a bicycle to Ningcui Nunnery in the north of the city.

   If Wang Yufen hadn't waited at the intersection in the distance ahead of time, he might not have been able to find the right place.

  This place is not remote, but it is too troublesome. The plaque of 'Ningcui'an' on the courtyard gate was removed.

   Even if Du Fei passed by the door, he could only turn a blind eye.

  Ningcui'an is a standard three-entry quadrangle courtyard with 'one acre and three points of land'.

  The outer wall is a little mottled and looks a bit rundown.

   But inside, it is a different scene.

  The whole yard was cleaned very neatly, it is no exaggeration to say that it is spotless.

  The two parked their bicycles in the front yard, and Wang Yufen led the way.

   did not arrive at Cixin's residence in the backyard, but took Du Fei into the wing of the middle courtyard.

  This is the place for formal hospitality.

When    came to the door, Wang Yufen knocked on the door and said, "Master, Master Du Shi is here."

   A "please come in" came from the room.

  Du Fei was a little surprised when he heard it.

  It was different from what he expected, the voice was very crisp and bright, and there was no oldness at all.

  Accordingly, Ci Xin, as Zai Zhen's illegitimate daughter, should have been born around 1910, and now she is in her fifties.

   She is about the same age as Qin Huairou's mother-in-law and older than her aunt.

   And Du Fei only thought for a moment, the door was already open.

  Wang Yufen said "please come in" and let Du Fei go ahead.

  There is an electric light in the house, and the wattage of the bulb is not small.

  The furnishings are very simple, with a faint sandalwood fragrance.

   is facing the door, and a three-piece table and chairs are placed against the wall.

   A female nun in a gray-blue robe sat on the main seat, stood up and folded her hands together and said, "Amitabha, the donor has finally come."

   Du Fei was taken aback when he saw the nun.

   This nun looks too young and beautiful.

   From the looks of it alone, Cixin is only in his early thirties.

  Although she is wearing a monk's robe and hat, she can't see her figure at all, and she has no hair modification, but just looking at this face is a great beauty, and her appearance is not inferior to Qin Huai's soft Zhu Ting.

  If she was younger and put on fancy clothes, I'm afraid she would be even better.

  Du Fei thought to himself: "This old nun isn't a vixen, right?"

   "Amitabha, the benefactor has made an appearance." Cixin said lightly.

   Du Fei sighed in his heart: "What do you mean? It's so fake, or is this mother-in-law able to see what I'm thinking?"

  Fortunately, Du Fei is not easy to get along with. He immediately guessed that the kindness is probably some kind of way of observing micro-expressions. Coupled with the vagueness of his speech, it is suspicious.

   What's more, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, human beings were prosperous, ghosts and spirits were changed, and no one was allowed to become an elite in the mountains, not to mention the first good place under the emperor's feet.

   But then again, this nun does have some ways to deal with it.

  Du Fei took advantage of the situation and asked: "Dare to ask the master, what is the appearance?"

  Ci Xin said: "I don't dare to be a master, the donor can call me compassion. The so-called "attachment" means that the mind is attached, and the intention is to stay in the image."

  Du Fei frowned and said with a sneer, "Then I think the master is also looking."

  Ci Xin's face was calm, and he said lightly: "What does the donor say?"

  Du Fei glanced around and said in a hurry: "Just now, Comrade Wang Yufen and I came in, and the way was spotless, and the same thing happened when we entered the room."

  Ci Xin said, "Buddhist's pure land, you need to wipe it diligently from time to time, and don't make it dusty."

  Du Fei said with a smile, "Since the master knows about the Sixth Patriarch Huineng's "Bodhi Jie", why is he willing to take it down?"

  The allusions to the "Bodhi Jie" of Hui Neng, the sixth patriarch of Zen, have been widely circulated in later generations.

Compassionate said: "The Sixth Patriarch said: Bodhi has no tree, and a mirror is not a stage. Originally, there is nothing, so where can it cause dust. It is the way of Dharma, the way of heaven is cultivated, and it is not something that ordinary people of my generation can covet. The Patriarch said: The body is like a bodhi tree, and the mind is like a mirror. Always wipe it with diligence, and don’t make dust. Although it falls into the lower vehicle, it is the humanistic way.

   Du Fei blinked, realizing the problem.

   He is also unlucky. This **** has been studying Buddhist scriptures for decades. Talking to her about this is not looking for abuse.

   But admitting defeat at this time is equivalent to taking a slap in the face.

   Let’s talk about other things below, the momentum is weaker.

  Du Fei simply came up with sophistry, you say Qianmenlouzi, I say hip bone shaft.

   sneered: "The only way? I'm afraid there is no way, and in the end, the bamboo basket will be empty."

   Being denied the practice of the Dharma with one sentence, loving-kindness was not even angry.

   Instead, he looked at Du Fei and said calmly, "Master Shi is me."

Du Fei said in a leisurely manner: "Master is a great virtue of Buddhism. He has practiced for many years, and the Dharma is profound. I tell you that the Dharma is definitely a class-fed axe. Virtue. The lower virtue is not virtuous, so it is not virtuous. Buddhism and Taoism are the same, the upper teaching door, without asking for anything, can be self-sufficient. And the lower teaching door, even if you wipe it hard from time to time, it is not virtuous, so without virtue, it will eventually become empty. ."

   Ci Xin said in amazement, "Does the donor also study the Tao Te Ching?"

  Du Fei said: "I don't dare to study, I know a little."

  Ci Xin sighed: "Forget it, it's okay to have a door without a path, or a lower virtue without virtue. I was originally a person with six impure faculties, and I didn't dare to try to achieve a positive result, but..."

   Having said that, she looked at Du Fei deeply, and her eyes seemed to shine with brilliance.

   Du Fei was seen with straight hair.

   Although Metta is very young, he is too old.

  Du Fei twitched the corners of his mouth and interrupted: "Then what, Master, let's not go around in circles. Now that the fourth uncle is broken outside, let's not talk about this. You asked me over and over again, what advice do you have?"

  Du Fei watched her, but Cixin didn't respond immediately.

   Wang Yufen, who was on the side, did not dare to come out.

   The conversation between Du Fei and Cixin just now was not long, but it was you who came and went, and the words were fierce.

   She has followed Metta since she was a child, and not only learned martial arts, but also learned a lot of Buddhism.

   It’s just that Metta keeps saying that she doesn’t have the fate of Buddha, so she won’t enter the empty door.

   And just now, Wang Yufen heard that Du Fei had rejected the practice of loving kindness directly at the root.

   said that she has no way to go, and there is no hope for her practice.

  However, Ci Xin did not refute it, as if it was a default!

   This made Wang Yufen unbelievable.

  Du Fei had such a profound Buddhist practice at such a young age that her master was speechless.

   (end of this chapter)