Chapter 1429 Two Nuns

Life is so wonderful. If it weren't for the big fat fish that Bingluan brought back, Yun Qiyou wouldn't have come to the river.

If Yun Qiyou's cooking skills weren't bad, he wouldn't have changed from sashimi to grilled fish.

If the grilled fish wasn't too fishy and unpalatable, Yun Qiyou wouldn't have washed up beside him.

If he didn't wash up, he wouldn't have squatted on that smooth stone.

If he didn't squat on that stone, he wouldn't have accidentally discovered that there was a word "cause" on the stone.

He wouldn't have discovered the words on it.

The first if might be a coincidence, but all the ifs accumulated together are destined.

Who would have thought that it was a big fat fish that revealed the dusty past that had been sealed for thousands of years?

Those four sentences, or four poems, were deeply engraved on the rock. Despite the erosion of wind and rain and the scouring of the river, their traces have not been completely erased for thousands of years.

Who would ask about the cause of the past in three lives, and the ghosts and gods weep for the lingering love in seven lives.

When the fate is over, I still look for the way to the spring, and when the soul returns, I can still see the person in the dream.

What a lingering poem, what a sad love, it was as if I saw with my own eyes a pair of lovers who loved each other and made a promise for three lives and seven lifetimes.

Yun Qiyou's expression gradually became painful. The words on the stone should be what Lu Jiao monk left in the past.

Perhaps Lu Jiao monk sat cross-legged on this rock by the river to comprehend the Buddhist way.

It is true that if you plant flowers intentionally, they will not bloom, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will grow into shade.

She came to Mount Wutai to find a way to heal her seven-orifice exquisite heart, but unexpectedly found the words left by Lu Jiao monk in the past, which once again brought the legend of the seven-life resentful couple into her sight.

The previous life started, the present life ended, and the next life was lingering.

These four lines of poetry seemed to correspond to the Three Life Buddhist Hall in Qingliang Temple in front of Ye Doufeng.

Three lives of love come three lives of fate, and three lives are written on the Three Life Stone.

The love in the world is destined to be fulfilled in three lives.

The love in the world is destined to continue in seven lives.

This may be the origin of the three lives and seven lives of resentment.

Unfortunately, apart from these twenty-eight words, there is no other text on the stone wall.

When Yun Qiyou stood up, he suddenly heard a low bell sound.

Dong...

Dong...

Dong...

This sound is too common in Mount Wutai. Yun Qiyou can hear the bell sound from time to time in the mountain many times every day.

However, this bell sound, perhaps because the bell is very old, or because there are many impurities in the bell, the sound does not travel far, far less than the bell sound of Hanshan Temple, which can be heard clearly across a river.

Yun Qiyou looked in the direction where the bell sound came from, and saw a dilapidated ancient temple located seven or eight miles downstream of the river. The bell sound seemed to come from that ancient temple.

Ancient temples are quite common in Mount Wutai.

Mount Wutai is a holy place for Buddhism in the world, and it is not an exaggeration. There are hundreds of temples and monasteries in this small mountain range. Temples and nunneries can be seen everywhere on almost every mountain peak and mound.

However, the back mountain of Yedou Peak is the forbidden area of ​​Qingliang Temple. Yun Qiyou did not expect that there was an ancient temple not far from here. It looked small, less than one-tenth the size of Qingliang Temple in the front mountain.

The location of the ancient temple is quite special. It seems that the back mountain of the entire Yedou Peak can be seen. It is unknown who built it and when.

Yun Qiyou did not know why. She looked at the ancient temple in the distance and the words on the rock under her feet. She always felt that something was wrong.

She had been sitting in meditation under the Bodhi tree for many days. The two masters Wuhui Wuju had never appeared again, and Yun Qiyou had no idea about the Buddhist Tantric mind method that might cure her.

She had been a little desperate in her heart.

She stood there for a while, then walked towards the ancient temple not far away.

Arriving at the gate of the ancient temple, she found that the temple in front of her was more dilapidated and narrower than she had expected.

Most of the houses collapsed, leaving only some ruins, and only some stone houses built with rocks were still eroded in the turbulent years.

From the shabby plaque in front of the mountain gate, Yun Qiyou knew that this ancient temple was a nunnery with an interesting name.

It was called Shuiyue Nunnery.

Thinking about the name of Shuiyue Nunnery, it was quite appropriate. There was a river winding under her feet, like a crescent-shaped waterway, and it was very appropriate to call it water and moon.

Yun Qiyou walked into Shuiyue Nunnery. Now she was right. There were only a few nuns in the whole nunnery.

To be precise, there were only two.

An old nun and a young nun.

She was too old. Using sixty years old to describe her was not enough to express her old age. Her skin was like the bark of a thousand-year-old tree, layered and very rough.

The younger one was too young, and looked only eighteen or nineteen years old. She seemed to have not shaved her head yet, and her black hair could be seen faintly under her monk's hat. There was a big seashell hanging around the little nun's waist. It seemed that she liked to listen to the sound of the waves in the seashell.

The two nuns, one old and one young, were both wearing gray-white monk's robes and monk's hats. The old nun sat cross-legged in a stone pavilion, gently turning a string of crystal clear jade prayer beads in her hands.

Perhaps because she had been with Ye Xiaochuan for a long time, she was also tainted with some copper smell. When she saw the prayer beads, Yun Qiyou subconsciously estimated a price in her heart, and it would take less than 100,000 taels. I thought this small broken nunnery was really rich.

As for the little nun, she was using a wooden hammer to slowly hit a large bronze bell in the stone pavilion. The bell sound that Yun Qiyou heard was from this broken bell.

Seeing Yun Qiyou, a secular person, coming uninvited, the old nun was still worshiping the Buddha with her eyes closed. Only the little nun, who seemed to have not been practicing Buddhism for a long time and whose heart was not strong, showed a smile to Yun Qiyou. Smile, two rows of white teeth are like the white snow in the sky.

Yun Qiyou gave a slight salute to the old nun and said, "This junior has taken the liberty of visiting me. Please don't take offense, Master Tai."

The old nun still didn't open her eyes and said hoarsely: "Donor Yun, there is no need to be polite."

Yun Qiyou was stunned and said, "Master, do you know me?"

The old nun said: "I don't know him."

Yun Qiyou said: "Then why does Master Tai know my name?"

The old nun slowly opened her eyes at this time, looked at Yun Qiyou for a few times, and said, "My fate has already been determined, so why bother asking?"

Yun Qiyou was puzzled.

This is why she is reluctant to deal with Buddhist people. Her words are always ambiguous and unpredictable.

When I was a child, I heard the story of One-Finger Zen from Master. It said that there was such an old monk, whose name was Tianlong. When others talked to him or discussed Buddhist principles, he always smiled and said nothing, holding out a finger to let the other person guess. Who can guess what he wants to express from just one finger?

Master Wuhui is like this, Master Wuwei is like this, and now this old nun is like this too. Seeing the confusion on Yun Qiyou's face, the old nun sighed, clasped his hands and said: "Amitabha. Kuangyue Ming, Lu Ten Years. Zhou Xuance, Baong Baoyu. Qi Dake, Liang Yin. Bai Wenshan, Dugu Qin. Situ Feng, Su Qinglian. Since Donor Yun can find this place, the names of these people must be Shi.

The Lord must have heard about it, right? Yun Qiyou had no clue at first. When the fifth name Qi Dake appeared, her expression immediately changed.