Chapter 273: Summer Stories (4)

  Chapter 273 The Story of Summer (4)

  That summer, that promise, that boy kept it in his heart.

  After staying for two years, the young man went back to his old place, but he saw only the dusty room. He asked around, but found nothing. No one knew where the girl had gone.

The boy began to look for that boy all over the world, as long as he heard that there was someone like him, he would go there, no matter if it was a martial arts force or a wealthy family, he would go and look for him. Claiming to be sad.

It took Beifeng fifteen years to finally find the girl he was thinking about. At that time, he was no longer the handsome young man, but a middle-aged man who was face to face but was not recognized. The person who never forgets She was no longer the blushing girl leaning on his shoulder back then, she entered Cihang Jianzhai and changed her name to Ranyue!

Beifeng didn't know what to say to Ranyue, and he didn't know how to meet Ranyue, so he stayed in the South China Sea and opened a restaurant. This stay lasted for five years, just hoping to see Ranyue from a distance every day. Moon glance.

  In the fifteenth year of Tiance, Ranyue did not go down the mountain for two whole months.

  In the spring of the sixteenth year of Tiance, Ranyue still did not go down the mountain.

That is, that night, Beifeng broke into Cihang Jianzhai, and finally found out that Ranyue was just practicing in closed doors, and nothing happened. In order not to cause trouble to Ranyue, he once again acted as a In this line, he is a big thief.

It's just that those people in Cihang Jianzhai were a bit tight. After searching for a long time, they found a bellyband and had to make do with it. But because of this, he was chased and killed by Ranyue thousands of miles away. He was happy, whether it was He is happy whether he climbs mountains, crosses rivers or wanders in the desert.

   Along the way, he deliberately left marks, and he hid beside Ranyue, just to be able to spend more time with Ranyue.

  …

The breeze came again, disturbing the surrounding bamboo forests, blowing the monk's robe on Ranyue's body, a sword appeared in her hand, a very thin long sword, she slowly lifted it up, looked at the sad wind, and said flatly: "Back then, I made you wait for twenty years with a word. I was sorry for you and ruined your life. Let a word disappear in smoke!"

  A sword fell, and three thousand black hairs were messed up.

   There was a wind blowing, Ranyue's sword cut off all the hair from the shoulders down, and countless strands of hair fluttered in the wind, farther and farther away.

  The long sword was abandoned in the bamboo forest, Ranyue turned and left slowly.

  The wind was still blowing, the bamboo leaves were falling, the white figure was drifting away, Sad Feng watched quietly, wanted to reach out to stop it, but didn't know how to speak, just stood there quietly, without words.

   It's just that he couldn't see that at the moment Ranyue turned around, a crystal tear slowly flowed from the corner of his eye, and then he walked faster and faster, with messy steps.

  Ranyue walked out of the bamboo forest, and soon came to the broad and flat cliff. A nun with hairless hair was standing there, with a serious face, holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, as if she was chanting scriptures, and also seemed to be expressing emotion.

   Ranyue walked up to the nun, knelt on the ground on one knee, and said: "Master, the disciple has already let him go, and I will not disturb disciple Qingxiu from now on."

  The nun is Ranyue's master, Master Chanyun, who brought Ranyue out of that small mountain village twenty years ago, and has since entered Buddhism.

Master Chanyun didn't have any expression, but just glanced at Ranyue lightly, and said: "When you enter the Buddhist gate, you will be cut off from the world of mortals. If you can't beheaded, I will be beheaded for you as a teacher. Since you are already clean, after that Just practice on the mountain, and never go down the mountain again!"

   "Yes...disciple, follow orders!"

At nightfall, Sad Feng seemed to have lost his soul, carrying a jug of wine, walking aimlessly on the street, searching for companionship for twenty years, and suddenly gave up, he suddenly didn't know what to do, and he didn't know what to do with himself. What should I do.

  While looking up at the starry sky, he suddenly smiled, but the smile was a bit bitter, and muttered: "Who said it was obsession, who said it was a demon, how can you say it's not love?"

"You said that you have entered Buddhism, so you should give up everything in this world, but I also want to ask the Lord Buddha, if you are willing to cross me, she is gone, and I will never see her long hair again, Lord Buddha, you have crossed thousands of years. Millions of people, why not add me today?"

  …

  One day, there was a light rain in the sky, Sad Feng walked into a temple with an umbrella, the mist gradually dissipated, and the eaves and pagodas that were faintly visible in the fog became clear.

  In the ancient temple in the slight rain, there is only one Buddha statue.

  Beifeng suddenly sighed in his heart, looked at the Buddha statue, and asked: "Lord Buddha, since you can save her, can you save me again?"

  An old monk gradually appeared outside the door, and said softly: "Whoever has a Buddha in his heart is naturally a Buddha. The benefactor of the sad wind is the only one who can save you. The Lord Buddha only saves people who are destined."

  Sorrowful wind turned back, and said: "Master Tan Ji, the younger generation has heard that one thought becomes a Buddha, and one thought becomes a demon, so I don't know if I am a Buddha or a demon now?"

  Master Tan Ji shook his head and said, "It's neither a demon nor a Buddha, it's just that the donor's thoughts are not clear enough. The poor monk asks the donor, do you really want to ask the Buddha to save you, or do you want to become a demon to protect the person in your heart?"

   Beifeng frowned, and asked in doubt: "What does the master mean by this?"

   "What does the benefactor mean when he hears it?" Master Tanji said.

  Beifeng’s heart skipped a beat suddenly, and he said respectfully, “Master, please teach me.”

Master Tan Ji sighed softly, and said: "Becoming a demon or becoming a Buddha is actually only a matter of one thought. If the donor can push the demon, then you are a Buddha. If you can't push the Buddha, then you It is the devil."

   "I also ask the master to give me some guidance, how can I move the Buddha and move the demon?" Beifeng earnestly said.

Master Tan Ji stretched out his hand, and went all the way to the north, and said: "The world has maintained order for hundreds of years, and the only thing that can break the balance is today's Black Territory. The courts of the Three Kingdoms are walking all over the world. Their first goal is probably the Cihang Sword. fast."

  Beifeng realized clearly in his heart, and cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, master, for your guidance. This junior will set off for the black domain... Well, it's just that this junior doesn't understand, why is the master so instructing this junior?"

Master Tanji said slowly: "I have a deep friendship with Lingshi, and I really can't bear to see his inheritance fall into your hands. In addition...I also want to ask my Buddha why I don't cross her. When I become a Buddha , can one thought become a demon!"

There was light rain on the mountain road behind the temple, but it was still quiet. The pagoda trees beside the road were still dripping with water. There was a young monk with bare upper body, eyes like jade, glowing with Buddha's light, walking slowly in front of Master Tan Ji, and sighed. , said: "Uncle, after so many years, haven't you let go?"

Master Tan Ji smiled faintly, and wisps of black demonic energy slowly emerged from his body. He didn't have the appearance of an eminent monk in ordinary times. He was a demon. He said: "For thirty years, the Buddha has also If she is gone, but she is gone, then I will become a demon!"

  (end of this chapter)