What are you making a fuss about?

Chapter 28

After finishing the whole pan fried bun, I returned: "I don't like it."

The koi he had raised since he was three years old and had been raised for four years was killed in the third month after entering the palace, and a fish in winter was cut open on his desk.

The fish carcass was stiff, and the smell of fish mixed with blood lingered for a long time. He didn't dare to tell the queen, so he buried it under the snow in the backyard by himself.

From then on, he knew that if he wanted to like something, he had to have the ability to protect it, otherwise he was not worthy of liking, and maybe he shouldn't have brought that fish into the palace.

"If you don't like it, then don't like it." Xie Xiao said.

"I don't like it too much. There are too many thorns, so it's troublesome to eat." Xie Xiao put down his chopsticks, finished the bean juice, and forced Jing Yun to finish the bean juice as well.

Jialan Temple is located in the northeast corner of the ancient city. It looks very solemn with yellow walls and black tiles from a distance.As soon as you leave the gate of the temple, you will see the river, the water flow is gentle and crystal clear.

A flat stone stands by the river. Jing Yun once sat there with the abbot to fish together. That's when he picked up the koi.

At that time, Jing Yun was only three years old, and he sat there blankly, listening to what the abbot said, "The best kindness is like water, and Taoism follows nature", without talking or making trouble.

The two walked to the gate of the temple, and a short little monk stood in front of the stone lion with his head bowed and sweeping the ground.

Jing Yun stepped forward and asked, "Little master, can you tell me who the abbot of the temple is now?"

"Abbot Zhiren." The little monk didn't lift his head.

Jing Yun's heart trembled, "Is Abbot Huilun still...alive?"

"It passed away last winter."

"Benefactor, please come in." The little novice saluted.

Xie Xiao pulled Jing Yun into the courtyard, "Do you recognize that Abbot Zhiren?"

"I don't know." Jing Yun's heart shrank suddenly, did he pass away?

Xie Xiao patted Jing Yun's shoulder, Jing Yun's mind was in a mess, "Are you looking for Xue Bodhi?"

"Maybe I can't find it."

"Why?" Xie Xiao stopped in his tracks, "Buried with him?"

Jing Yun remained silent, looking straight at the golden lacquered Buddha statue in the Garan Hall, the newly repaired courtyard wall, and the brand new merit box.

The monk who struck the bell in the courtyard walked up to the two of them, "This benefactor, has you ever been to our temple?" The monk asked Xie Xiao.

"I came to Baocha two months ago. Could the abbot please come out and tell me?" Xie Xiao clasped his fists and reported his name and Jing Yun's name.

The monk looked Jing Yun up and down, "wait a moment, you two." After speaking, he ran to the temple.

As soon as the monk walked away, a monk who was not too tall by the side of the Garan Hall ran up, "Lan Yin?" the man called out in surprise.

When Jing Yun turned his head, the monk hugged Jing Yun, "Is it really you?"

It was Zizhen, a former senior brother of his.

"It's been so many years that I didn't talk about coming back to see it, oops, I almost don't know each other anymore." Zizhen pulled Jing Yun into the hall, Xie Xiao reached out to stop him.

"What are you taking him for?" Xie Xiao frowned slightly.

Zizhen was taken aback, "I'll catch up with him, if you are his friend, you can follow us."

"Brother." Jing Yun called out, "How have you been doing all these years?"

"The temple is full of incense, and there are food funds allocated by the imperial court. The days are not bad." Zi was really happy.After yelling a few words into the yard, many people ran out.

They were all his former senior brothers. He was in the temple since he was born, and all the people in the temple were his senior brothers.

"This is Lan Yin." Zhizhen pushed Jing Yun in front of everyone.

A tall and thin monk said: "Do you still remember? Lan Yin, when you were young, it was your brother who took you to climb trees and catch cicadas."

"Brother Zilin."

"You still remember me, kid." The man laughed.

"I, I, I, I will take you to row a boat to catch fish." The crescent-eyed monk pointed at himself.

"Zi forgive."

"Yes Yes Yes."

"I took you to steal the abbot's steamed buns."

"Brother Zishun."

There was also a short, older monk standing beside the crowd, pointing at Jing Yun and shouting "Ah, ah, ah".

"Senior Brother Zichun." Jing Yun pulled him to him, "I remember, I remember, Senior Brother Zichun helped me tidy up the Buddhist scriptures pavilion."

The monk, who can't speak and has a somewhat honest body, smiled innocently, and tears dripped from the corner of his eyes.

Jing Yun's eyes were also a little hot, "Are you all okay?"

Zi Chun nodded sharply, "All good, all good." Zi Shun patted Jing Yun's shoulder.

"Master still talked about you last year."

"Master..." Jing Yun murmured.

"It's okay, it's okay. When the master sat down, he didn't suffer at all. He seemed to be asleep. He must have gone to the Buddha to continue his practice." Zi Liang comforted him quickly.

"Abbot, please." The monk who rang the bell just now shouted.

Jing Yun was taken aback for a moment, and the brothers quickly pushed, "Go quickly, the new abbot is Zhiren, and he is also very good."

Xie Xiao pulled Jing Yun past him and walked towards the Zen room.

Jing Yun sniffed, Xie Xiao turned his head and touched Jing Yun's head, and said without thinking, "It's okay."

Zhiren is not very old, about forty years old, Xu entered the temple later, Jing Yun has never seen him.

"Are you Jing Xiuming?" Zhiren asked.

"Yes." Jing Yun saluted with one hand.

"Abbot Huilun, let me entrust this to you." Zhiren took out a wooden box from the hidden compartment.

"The abbot... did you have any words for me?" Jing Yun asked.

"All living beings are suffering, cherish what is in front of you." Zhiren unfolded the note for him to read.

Jing Yun has mixed flavors, all living beings are suffering, just like all living beings are suffering.

"He has been very worried about you." Zhiren whispered.

Xie Xiao took the wooden box, "Is this the real Blood Bodhi?"

"Yes." Zhiren nodded.

"What did you give me earlier?" Xie Xiao was in palpitations, if it wasn't true, there might be trouble again.

"The previous one was also Blood Bodhi, but not as good as this one." Zhiren smiled.

"The abbot has already expected that if one person comes, it will be given to the younger one, and if Lan Yin comes, it will be given to all."

"Abbot Huilun, I treat you very well." Xie Xiao asked.

"Everyone here treats me very well." Jing Yun replied.

Xie Xiao paused, "Stop chatting with your brothers?"

"No." Jing Yun stood at the gate of the temple, looking up at the three big characters "Jalan Temple".

Xie Xiao hugged Jing Yun's shoulder, "Do you want a hug?"

"No need." Jing Yun shook his head dully.

"Go back?" Xie Xiao asked, "We can stay here for a few more days."

Jing Yun didn't reply, just stared at the river in a daze.

An inexplicable sadness flows in my heart, cherish the present?Cherish the present?

Jing Yun felt a sense of powerlessness and dragged him down.Cherish what?

True and False Blood Bodhi (End)

The Buddha said: There are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, parting from love, resentment and hatred, not being able to get what one wants, and the five Yins are flaming.

Jing Yun has experienced all kinds of hardships in his life, so he can't just muddle along like ordinary people.Cherish what is in front of you, cherish Xie Xiao's confinement?Jing Yun didn't understand, and didn't want to understand.

Xie Xiao dragged the wooden box, feeling a little sour in his heart: Why did he meet Jing Yun so late, if he had met a few years ago, he would have been abducted in the temple and taken to hide in the deep mountains, even if the king of heaven and Lao Tzu came to bring him don't go.The prince and the throne are all gone, and he must be raised to be lovely and carefree.

Jing Yun was quiet along the way, not knowing what he was thinking, his eyes looking at the void were empty and lifeless.

When the two returned to Zhihua Station, Xie Xiao's shadow guard came into the room from the window, clasped his fists and called "Villa Master." Then he handed over a letter with both hands, "Didn't catch up?" Xie Xiao raised his eyebrows.

"That person walked too fast..."

"That's all, go down." Jing Yun picked up the letter on the table and looked at it at a glance, "This is indeed the paper and seal of the palace."

"What's in the letter?"

Jing Yun lowered his eyes, "It says to tell me not to go back to the palace."

"Who wrote it?" Xie Xiao wanted to get the letter, but Jing Yun put his hands behind his back and put the letter into his sleeve.

"Eunuch Meng." Jing Yun's eyes twitched, and he suddenly felt bad.

Unfold the letter paper, and the signature is written: the seventh day of May in the sixth year of Chengde.

Xie Xiao was also taken aback, isn't it Chengche's 37th year...

The Eye of Rebirth does not regenerate.

The two sat silently, Xie Xiao sent Yayoi to ask the year.

Jing Yun's mind was in a mess, did this letter come from a previous life, or did they always live in...

"My lord, those people outside seem to be crazy. Instead of saying that it's the Chengde period, I asked them when did they have a new year name Chengde?" Yayoi took a breath, and said again: "The aunt who sells buns said, it's The reign title of the current Holy Majesty."

"Isn't the current Holy One just enthroned this year? It will be next year to change the reign name." Yayoi looked puzzled.Xie Xiao waved his hand and let Yayoi go out.

Jing Yun looked at the letter again, "It's been more than two months, right?"

"Yes."

"How did you know we were reborn?" Jing Yun frowned and looked at him, "What happened when you woke up?"

"Xi Pao, on the bed, you were still awake at that time." Xie Xiao told the truth.

"My... bed?" Jing Yun felt strange.

"Of course not, in Wei Jin Palace." Xie Xiao shouted, "I can't do things that take advantage of others' danger." Fu asked again: "Do you know what I'm talking about?"

Jing Yun ignored him and thought to himself: If it is now Chengde for six years, and the previous memories are all wrong, then the year in the entire Sun Moon County will be messed up?

Jing Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "An Zhi told me about the 37th year of Chengche."

"Ting Lan also said the same thing. She also said that she had been in Xuanming Villa for too long, and she was homesick and wanted to go back to see her little sister, so she was allowed." Xie Xiao propped his head.

"Did Yayoi die in her previous life?" Jing Yun suddenly raised his head, as if suppressing something, and said, "Have all of us died?"

"Yes, everyone in Sun Moon County is dead." Xie Xiao lowered his head.

Jing Yun took a breath, "Then live again in this life."