The Linden Tree

Cangshan Mountain stretches several peaks, of which two peaks are higher than the others, and these two peaks are headed by thousands of peaks.

A thousand peaks straight into the clouds, or even the clouds are only under the thousand peaks.

There is a path under the peak, through the forest, winding to the top of the peak.

Occasionally, a mountain stream breaks off the trail or passes along it for some distance.

Su Mo led the little girl slowly walking on the mountain path, between the peaks... Now the steep path on the towering mountain doesn't seem too difficult for Sumo.

He was just mentally weak, but the Protoss body was very strong.

"Young master, there is a stream ahead, I will wash two fruits!" The little girl pointed to a small stream on the side of the path ahead.

The stream is only about a foot wide, and in the middle of the stream, a babbling spring flows over the path, and at one point in the path through the mountain path gently flows to the mountain.

"Good," said Hermione. Su Mo nodded, looked back at the beautiful scenery in the mountains, and carried her steps and little girl to the side of the small stream.

The little girl took out two bright red fruits from her bag, rolled up her sleeves, and carefully washed them in the stream.

The water in the stream was very clear, and underneath it was a bed of fine stones or exposed rocks.

The little girl washed the fruit, anxious to give the fruit to Su Mo one, but did not want to slip at the foot, one foot into the stream, wet shoes.

"Be careful." Su Mo immediately stepped forward and pulled up the little girl.

The little girl, with a bitter face, looked at a shoe soaked by a stream, and then put the two washed fruits into Su Mo's hands, took off the soaked shoe and held it high, and opened her mouth aggrieved: "Young master, the girl's shoe is wet."

Su Mo looked at the little girl that kind of grievance Baba look, tried to suppress a smile to put a fruit into the little girl's mouth, and then free a hand to take the little girl's hands are still dripping shoes, "oh.... It's really wet."

"Young master ~~" the little girl swallowed the fruit, very dissatisfied looking at the meaning of fun Su ink.

Su Mo looked up at a broken temple not far away and said helplessly: "Come on, let's go to the broken temple first to rest and make a fire to dry your shoes."

The little girl asked, "Why don't you use repair to dry the shoes for the girl?"

"Why didn't the young master fly directly to the top of the mountain with his little girl?" Su Mo asked.

The little girl nuked her mouth, "That's not interesting!"

"That's human fun!" Su Mo smiled and crouched down in front of the little girl and opened her mouth to the little girl, "Come, our little girl miss..... Young master carry you!"

Little girl immediately smile, lie on the back of Su ink, see Su ink a holding the shoe, a hand holding the fruit, then took the fruit from Su ink hands, shoes still let Su ink carry.

Su Mo smiled helplessly and stood up with the little girl on her back and walked towards the broken temple not far away.

Little girl in the back of Su ink, around the shoulders and neck of Su ink, the fruit passed to the mouth of Su ink.

Su Mo turned back to smile, and then a bite to the fruit.

'Ah! The little girl screamed, "The young master bit her finger..."

"Is it? Su Mo, with fruit in his mouth, mumbled, "Show the young master..."

"Here,...." The little girl will be Su Mo teeth gently hit the finger in front of Su Mo, it seems to be accusing Su Mo's "atrocious" crime, "you see, here are red."

"It's too far to see..." Su Mo slowly said.

The little girl will hold the hand closer to the eyes of Su Mo, Su Mo opened his mouth to bite, the little girl immediately very alert to pull back his hand, can not help but "giggle giggle" laugh.

Su Mo carrying a little girl slowly walked into the broken temple, although no one broke the temple, but like people often come in general, there are some lost firewood messy discarded on the ground.

I think this temple is often used by woodsmen from the mountains to stop and rest.

On the ground were soot from a previous human fire and a broken mat.

Su Mo put the little girl on the broken mat, got up and picked up some firewood, and then lit the fire.

The little girl sat on the mat, looking at Su Mo busy side face, like very satisfied.

Su Mo will the little girl that wet shoes hard shake shake, shake off most of the water will stand on the side of the fire baked up.

"Young master will not burn the shoes again....." The little girl looked at her shoes with worry and said with some worry, "The girl can only have this pair of shoes."

"If these shoes are burnt, Master Lu behind will have to carry the girl all the time!" Think of here, the girl seems to feel that the shoes are baked is also good.

Su Mo Wen Yan rolled his eyes, waved his hand and said: "Young master, I have a special talent, how can even bake this only one shoe can be baked?"

The little girl thought for a moment and said, "On our way from Jiangnan to the capital last time, the young master burned his shoes!"

Su Mo also seemed to remember the embarrassment, the mouth of the awkward draw, and then very confident assured: "the last time was an accident, this is impossible!"

The little girl nodded doubtfully, and a gust of wind blew into the broken temple. I do not know when the sky gradually darkened down.

'Jeez! The little girl pointed to the darkening sky outside and said, "It looks like rain."

Su Mo also looked up and saw that the sky seemed to be really going to rain, but she did not care and said: "Let's go down!" We're not afraid of the rain either."

"But..." The little girl shook her lips, "If it rains, you can't see the good view of the summit!"

"We can wait out the rain in this temple before we reach the summit..." Su Mo looked at the gloomy sky again and continued, "And, looking at the sky, I couldn't get down for a while."

It seems that in order to hit the face of Su Mo's words, when the voice just fell, there was a sound of "tick tick tick" rain, and it was not long before the rain poured down.

"Wow..."

Su Mo mouth twitching, looking at the outside 'splash' rain, smiling face immediately stiff up.

"Ha ha ha..." Little girl see Su Mo to look like, laughing forward and backward.

Su Mo waved his sleeve and solemnly said, "This is called the day not fulfilling people's wishes, do you understand?"

"Got it, got it... Hahaha." The little girl ignored Su Mo's embarrassment and laughed unbridled.

Su Mo helpless with a bitter smile.

At this time, several woodcutters rushed into the broken temple in panic, and it seemed that they did not expect such a heavy rain.

Several woodcutters saw that there was already a fire in the broken temple, and immediately came together happily, "Little brother, can this fire let me also bake, this body is soaked in rain, or some cold!"

Su Mo pointed to the empty circle next to the fire and said with a smile: "It's not in the way, just together!"

"Thank you, brother!" Several woodcutters threw aside their firewood knives, and happily came together and sat down on the ground beside the fire.

"The rain suddenly, I really did not prepare at all, fortunately, it is not far from the temple, otherwise I can only go home through the rain!" A woodcutter raised his hands and rubbed them together to warm them near the blazing fire.

"That's why I said it didn't work out..." Su Mo looked at the little girl and shrugged her shoulders.

"Yes, very, very, but we can't say such learned words as little brother, ha ha."

Su Mo smiled and shook her head, and did not speak again.

At this time, in the rain and slowly came an old monk...

The old monk slowly walked into the temple, a simple and elegant sea green, wet but did not care. The old monk stroked his gray beard and looked at Su and Mo with a smile.

"Huh?" The little girl looked at the old monk and said in surprise, "Aren't you the Wiskong?"

The monk looked at the little girl and Su Mo with a smile and slowly said:

"Two little friends, how are you?..."

"I've seen Master Wiskong." Su Mo stood up and saluted the Hui Kong monk.

This old monk was the Master Hui Kong whom Su Mo and her girl had met in a temple on their way to the capital in the south of the river.

At that time, Su Mo and her maid were penniless and spent several days in the temple of Master Hui Kong.

At that time, the Hui Kong Master also said that Su Mo was destined for Buddha and had deep understanding roots. But at that time Su Mo said his six roots are not clean, afraid of Hui empty do their own monascate, so with the girl then ran...

But I didn't expect to see the Wiskong master here.

Monk Hui Kong slowly walked to the fire, pointed to the fire and said with a smile: "Can you let the poor monk warm himself by the fire?"

"Master be my guest." Su Mo said respectfully that he knew this was a highly respected Buddhist elder.

Hui Kong monk nodded his head, slowly sat cross-legged, gently put the Zen stick in his hand to one side, and then looked at Su Mo and the little girl with a smile on his face.

Su Mo also sat down, holding his fist toward the Huizhong monk and asked, "I wonder why the master has come here after all this time from the mountain?"

Hui Kong monk folded his hands and said calmly:

"Amitabha Buddha, this poor monk's descent... It is to ferry a man....."

Su Mo suddenly came to interest, looking at the Hui Kong monk, very curious to continue to ask: "Who?"

Hui Kong looked up at Su Mo, calmly and seriously opened his mouth: "cross... Son!"

Su Mo and little girl a leng.

Su Mo waved her hand as if messy in the wind, smiled and said, "What do I do?" I have six unclean roots, but I can't be a monk."

"Yeah yeah..." The little girl chimed in, "The young master can't be a monk."

Hui Kong shook her head, looked at the pouring rain outside, and slowly asked:

"What do you think of the rain outside?"

Su Mo turned his head to look outside at the "crackling" rain falling, and said: "It began in the sky, fell in the air, and returned to the ground."

"The little friend thinks the rain means... Is it a cloud that begins in the sky, or a drop that falls into the air, or water that returns to the earth?" Hui Kong monk asked again.

Su Mo looked at the rain outside, thought about it, it seems that the clouds can not be counted as rain, the water that has fallen into a river can not be counted as rain, but the rain is falling halfway?

You know, halfway down is only a very short process of rain, using the process to describe a thing seems inappropriate.

Su Mo seemed to think of something, and said: "The product of the whole process of beginning in the sky, falling into the air, and returning to the ground is rain, not a single state."

Monk Hui Kong nodded with satisfaction and said, "Dharma should be given up, let alone illegal." Why should little friends stick to the law?"

Su Mo understood the meaning of this sentence, which means that Buddha's Dharma is like rain, and after it falls, it is not Buddha's Dharma. All Dharma will be lost in the end, let alone not Dharma.

The implication is that the Dharma is the phase, and the practice of Buddhism will not be too much in the phase at the end! Why should I ask you to practice Buddhism when even I myself will eventually abandon the Dhamma?

Su Mo gave a sad smile... Clearly a very simple sentence, in the Buddhist door can be said with the general philosophy of life.

"Since the master does not want to ferry me into the Buddhist gate, what does the master want to ferry me into?" Su Mo asked.

"Amitabha Buddha..." Master Hui Kong folded his hands and sighed, "The world is bitter, the world is bitter, and the most bitter is actually Su Xiaoyou.... The poor monk wants to cross the small friend over the sea of misery!"

"Why am I the one who suffers the most?" Su Mo asked curiously.

"Buddha has no phases, but Su Xiaoyou has phases. The phase of Su Xiaoyou is the phase of standing in the world, the phase of suffering. Like a floating river with fallen leaves, my life goes with the tide, with no one to accompany and no wood to rely on..." Master Hui Kong slowly looked at the little girl sitting quietly beside Su Mo and said in a low voice:

"Little friends are doomed to a life without companionship, but also doomed to a life of sorrow..."

The little girl stared at Hui Kong Master, as if she thought of something in general, and slowly turned her head to Su Mo.

Su Mo shook his head, looking at the enigmatic master Hui Kong, it seems that he can see the mysterious Zen in the eyes of the Master Hui Kong, that Zen can see through some things.

"How does the master want to get me over the sea of suffering?" Su Mo asked.

"Little friend look outside the rain..." Master Hui Kong pointed outside the temple door and pointed to the wet sea green on his body, "How does the little friend feel about this rain?"

Same question, but asking two things...

Su Mo said slowly, "Beginning, falling and returning to... Is birth, old age, sickness and death... Like life."

Hui Kong Master smiled and nodded, and asked, "Little friend look again, how do you feel about this rain?"

Su Mo stood up and walked to the outside of the temple door. Standing under the eaves, she looked at the thousands of rain falling densely. Suddenly she seemed to understand something, and suddenly she turned back and said, "A drop of rain is life, and the thousands of rain..."

Master Hui Kong looked at Su Mo and stroked his beard with a smile, "Little friend's wisdom roots and Buddha nature are really deep."

"Sentient beings fall for sorrow, and fall to the sea of suffering... This is the origin of little friend's sorrow."

"As in the world, not the world, but the world."

"Does my little friend understand?" The Wiskong Master asked with a smile.

"I know! I can't do it." Su Mo gently said.

"No bodhi tree, no mirror..." Master Hui Kong sighed.

A woodcutter said stupidly, watching Hui Kong Master and Su Mo talk for a long time, feeling very confused, it seems that these two people are not speaking human words, so he opened his mouth: "Why have I listened for a long time, and I have not understood at all?"

"We lay people don't understand such profound things." The other woodcutter shook his head, took out a wine jug and drank.

Another woodcutter grabbed the wine pot, took a drink, "Ah ~ cool! Why didn't you bring it out earlier?"