Chapter 201 Bitterness in the Wind
Chapter 201 Bitterness in the Wind
"Zhizhizhi..."
There was a bitter breeze in the wind, and another swallow followed the breeze and landed at the window. It used its wings to block the sun for the first swallow.
Qing Liu turned her head slightly and said incoherently:
"I...how can I be a living Buddha? Aren't living Buddhas always little trees?"
After she finished speaking, tears began to fall from her flawless face. Her little mouth opened slightly and she looked at her brother in disbelief.
Although I am stupid, I understand what the Living Buddha represents...
Living Buddha means being in danger all the time, and Xiaoshu has been a sensible child since childhood.
Because he is too mature, so mature that he often thinks about problems from an adult's perspective, and even considers things more comprehensively than some adults.
I thought the reason why he was so mature was because of his identity...
After all, he is a living Buddha, so it is normal for him to be different from ordinary people.
I still remember when I was three years old, Xiaoshu and I went to the market and foolishly believed what other people said.
Maybe I really am an idiot?
I and the little tree were kidnapped by bad guys...
I was at a loss at the time, and I even didn't know what to do.
The three-year-old Xiaoshu was unusually calm, and even pretended to have a high fever in a cute voice. When the bad guys came to check...
He stabbed the ruler hidden in his pocket into his eyes and ran away with me, who was at a loss.
I used to think that I was young at that time, and it was probably normal to be scared...
But at that time, I secretly decided in my heart that I must protect my younger brother and take on the responsibility as a sister!
Instead of being a fool...
Later, the master tested me and Xiaoshu to see who was the living Buddha, and the result was...
The little tree is a living Buddha, and so is I.
Xiaoshu is much smarter than me. How can I be a living Buddha when I am so stupid?
But I became a guardian monk, and I was very happy because I became a protector of the little trees.
But now the master says that he is a living Buddha...
It turns out that I am the one who has been protected...
Host Lin looked at Qingshu, whose tears were slowly falling down his cheeks, and sighed slightly and said:
"Small..."
Before he could finish, Qingshu interrupted and said:
"Sister...I asked Master to do this. It has nothing to do with Master."
A complex emotion appeared on Qingliu's face. She moved her lips and said softly:
"Why is it like this... You have always been the one protecting me, and I, as your sister, don't even know... I am still like a fool..."
As she spoke, an extremely moved expression appeared on her delicate little face, and she stretched out her soft little hand and placed it on Qingliu's little bald head.
Then he said gently:
"Xiao Shu, do you think I'm a fool too?"
Qingshu stretched out his little hand, held the two little hands in his, raised his little head and looked at Qingliu and said:
"No, in my heart, sister is not a fool. You are the most gentle and smartest sister in the world!"
As he spoke, a sincere smile appeared on his face, and then he slowly said:
"In my heart, my sister has always been protecting me, but the way I protect you is a little different."
After saying that, that tense little face relaxed a little bit and was no longer as tense as before.
The aura on his body gradually became softer, not as mottled as before, as if he was telling the secret that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time.
Upon hearing this, Qing Liu held the little hand in his hands tighter and said in a trembling voice:
"really?"
But I didn't feel the breath emanating from my brother, because...
She didn't want to understand her brother in this way.
Qingshu stood on tiptoe, stretched out his little hand to wipe away the tears on Qingliu's face, nodded with a smile and said:
"More real than pearls."
Seeing this, Host Lin on the side sighed slightly. Xiaoshu was the one who took care of all the problems.
Without my own identity, this identity calling will never come true!
If we trace the cause, we will find that the root of this problem lies within ourselves.
Now this is fine...
Tell this secret to Qingliu. Some things are better spoken out, otherwise these secrets will remain hidden in Xiaoshu's heart...
Sooner or later it will become a mental illness.
Between thoughts.
Qingliu's gentle but resolute voice came to my ears:
"Master, I won't go down the mountain either... I also want to stay on the mountain, please don't chase me away!"
Abbot Lin looked at his disciple's pleading eyes, and just as he was about to nod...
A somewhat speechless voice sounded in the corridor:
"Going down the mountain doesn't mean we won't go up the mountain anymore. It's like a life-and-death separation!"
The master and his three disciples slowly turned around and looked towards the source of the voice. They saw Cao Ning slowly approaching, stopping in front of them and then saying:
"Xiao Shu, are you worried that your master won't be able to handle the things on the mountain after you leave?"
Qingshu nodded upon hearing this, and then slowly said:
"Brother Cao Ning, it is indeed like this."
Cao Ning turned to Qing Liu and said:
"Are you thinking now that once you go down the mountain you won't be able to come back, and your master won't let you continue to accompany them?"
Qing Liu was stunned, but nodded...
When Cao Ning saw the answers of these two people, his head suddenly hurt...
The reason for this situation is that Qingshu thinks too much and Qingliu thinks too little!
Who says you can’t go back to the temple after leaving the secular world?
It’s not like we’ve become mortal enemies, is it?
Then he said helplessly to Host Lin:
"Old Lin, you didn't explain it to them clearly. You are still talking in riddles at your age."
When Host Lin heard this, he was stunned for a moment. Didn’t he make his words clear just now?
Cao Ning saw this expression, turned his head slightly and said to Qingshu:
"Xiao Shu, are you worried that your master won't live long?"
This old man Lin kept on talking for a long time without making the essence of the matter clear at all.
Qingshu's expression gradually dimmed when he heard this. The master was already 103 years old...
If he really leaves, then his lifelong vows, the temple that carries his life, will also collapse...
After all, there are a group of "foolish" senior brothers left on the mountain.
Seeing this, Cao Ning rolled his eyes at Abbot Lin, then said in a serious tone:
"I'm telling you now, your master only has another forty years to live, and if he breaks through to the next level... maybe even if you die, he won't die."
When Lin heard this description, a look of blame appeared on his face, as if to say...
Why mention life and death in front of children!
Qingshu suddenly raised his head, looked at his master in surprise, and said in surprise:
"Master! Is what Brother Cao Ning said true?"
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