Chapter 373

Coming out of that deep and complicated alley is like walking from a colorless world into a prosperous world. Ling Yun looks down at the sugar gourd in his hand. It's sour and sweet. He loves it very much. One is that he really loved it when he was a child. Another reason is that he didn't want to think about it any more. Some things, hiding in the bottom of my heart is better than thinking about them all the time. The more I think about them, the deeper I hold on to them.

There is a sharp contrast between the prosperous street and the dead alley. Ling Yun inexplicably thinks of a dark youth, as if the past of the youth is as quiet as the deep alley. There is no color to speak of.

In fact, Chen Nian has a very clear goal. He knows where he is, what he can get and what he can fight for. He never asks for more, let alone more. That's what he thought when he was very young. The congeniality and tacit understanding between students and students, suspicion and fear, and the unknown of many things outside, they are confirming each other, The difference is that the goodness in his old heart always takes up more. His path is even more different from Ling Yun's. maybe one day he will encounter difficulties, but he is enough to make him go further and have more suitable reasons.

At the bottom of Ling Yun's heart, there is a balance between good and evil. At both ends of his heart, he is impartial and occasionally has mood swings, which may be more good or more evil.

But seeing the children in the lane again, Ling Yun doesn't think that a precocious child really doesn't feel unfair about his own experience? People have selfishness, emotions, desires, good thoughts and evil thoughts. This is a person. If he doesn't have them at all, he doesn't feel that his pain is pain. On the contrary, he can get some benefits for others, so he doesn't feel pain or sadness, let alone injustice. This is not a person.

Ling Yun opened the sugar gourd and bit one in his mouth. He didn't chew it. When he studies with his husband, he will also earn some spare money. Although it is very little, it is enough to buy a bunch of sugar gourd. He will smile every time and give some to the drunkard. Even though he dislikes it every time, he will never refuse Ling Yun's kindness. In fact, there are only two or three left.

So at that time, I ate very slowly. I wanted to keep a sugar gourd for a long time until it was sweet and greasy. Then I slowly chewed it and swallowed it. When I grew up, I thought that things would do this occasionally. What kind of gods do people have in mind?

Ling Yun chewed the sugar gourd and began to laugh. The God in people's mind, or the most original God, is like chaos. It seems that there are seven emotions and six desires, but in fact it has never been. The original God is selfless, fearless, neither happy nor sad. It is the acme of goodness, the embodiment of all good and beautiful expectations, and the blooming of spring in the world.

"How can there be such a person?" Ling Yun murmured.

He is more willing to see that precocious child, after suffering enough pain, burst out, which is cruel, cold, heartless, mixed with a trace of confusion, reluctance, sadness and madness. This is a person's emotion, even if there is fear and regret, which is enough to show a person incisively and vividly, but he doesn't have any, Ling Yun doesn't believe it.

Ling Yun and the old man in black are not in a hurry to do the planned things, because it's not them who are anxious now, but the imperial court. Ling Yun needs an opportunity to turn the tide. In exchange for the old man in black, Ling Yun naturally won't be stingy with what he has learned. In any case, he doesn't think it's very boring to chase and be chased along the way. It's like a person running away, Only when there are pursuers in the rear and hope in the front can we run with great strength.

Naturally, the old man in black is not idle. He collects intelligence according to what Ling Yun said. Ling Yun goes to see the child every day. As the woman said, the little boy never complains. Ling Yun finds the eldest child, gives him a copper coin and asks, "you are brothers. Why do you treat him like this?"

As the elder brother's child silent, Lingyun light way: "you tell me the truth, I give you a copper."

"If he is beaten, we can eat enough. Why don't we?" He looked up at Ling Yun, "we can help our parents, but he can't."

"Besides, didn't he say anything himself? What do you care if you are an outsider? " The child put away the copper money and ran away.

Ling Yun stood in the same place, "he didn't say anything himself. What do you care if you are an outsider?" He murmured, but how could there be such a elder brother in the world? When he was a child, he made mistakes, and his elder brother was always beaten and scolded, because his adoptive father and adoptive mother always said, "as a elder brother, if you don't set a good example and let your younger brother make mistakes, should you beat you?"

But even if the adoptive father and adoptive mother didn't say it, it was his brother Ling Tian who was beaten the most. Life in the military camp was not comfortable, but at least he didn't suffer much during that time.

Ling Yun can't help but remember that in the alley where he couldn't let go all his life, there was a little girl who always called his brother, always thought of his kindness, always left him some food, but what did she do?

"Is that the answer you gave me, father?" Ling Yun said in a low voice.

When night falls, it seems to tear off the last veil of the original prosperous city, revealing his original cold and cruelty. The man smoking dry smoke makes his wife cook a lot of food. He gives the little boy a big bowl of rice, with vegetables and meat. For the family, there is plenty of oil and water.

The man handed the bowl to the little boy and said, "eat, brother and sister will not rob you."

The little boy trembled and took the bowl. After a bowl of rice was finished, the man took the little boy's hand and walked out of the city. Ling Yun followed him. Halfway through, the little boy suddenly said, "dad doesn't want me?"

The man pulled the little boy's hand very tightly. The man's lips moved and finally sighed, "how can dad not have his own children? Dad is taking you to a good place where you can eat and not be beaten."

"Dad, it's very kind of you ~" the little boy said softly, but the tears were left from the corner of his eyes. He knew everything. Since he was born, he has never seen light or warmth. From the beginning of his memory, he knew that his parents didn't like him, and that his brothers and sisters hated him. But it was as if they were going to steal things, but they were scolded and beaten. However, his brothers and sisters would always say something nice to him and love him, so he thought it was worth it.

The man took the little boy to the broken temple, "Dad forgot to buy Incense, you wait for Dad here for a while, dad will go back..."

In the gray temple, the little boy knelt down in front of the half withered golden statue of Buddha and put his hands together. "Buddha, Buddha, you must not blame my parents, brothers and sisters. They also have to. I am a burden and can't do more for them..."

The little boy mumbled a lot of good words, which was probably the only one he could remember. At last, he kowtowed 63 times and said softly, "Buddha, if you fall asleep, you can give me a dream when you have time. Don't worry, I won't disturb you to sleep..."

The little boy touched his broken forehead, blood mixed with tears. He fumbled carefully and picked up a broken tile by the door. He was tripped by the threshold and the tile pierced his palm. But he didn't know the pain. He put the tile in the temple. He didn't know where the incense pot was. This time, he didn't face the Buddha statue, It's towards the right wall. He can't see

"I don't know what I'm holding. I don't have any money, let alone food," the little boy said with a smile. "Buddha, you protect me from blindness in my next life. I'll make money and earn a lot of money to honor you. As long as you protect my family, I don't have to be hungry, my mother doesn't have to stay up late to weave, my father doesn't have to get up early and go to bed late, and I always leave food for us, Bless my elder brother to find a good job, my second sister to marry a good family, my third brother to learn a good skill with master, my fourth sister to marry a good family.... "

The little boy was silent for a while, "if you think that I'm not greedy, you can protect them in peace..."

The little boy kowtowed sixty-three times. He broke his head and was dizzy. Finally, he lay on the ground and sobbed.

Ling Yun stood outside the door, quietly looking at the little boy and the statue of Buddha. He turned and walked away. When he came back, he held incense wax in his hand and respectfully perfumed the broken statue of Buddha. When he was a vagrant, he accompanied his uncle Fu and would go in to worship when he met the temple. Later, uncle Fu died and met the little girl, An innocent and kind girl.

She always goes to worship the Buddha, because she is lost with her parents in the temple. Maybe she is the same as the little boy, "Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, you must protect my two brothers to earn a lot of money, so that you can buy me delicious food..."

"Ah... Of course, we have to buy the best incense wax for the Bodhisattva, hee hee..."

She is always naive and will always face everything with the most kind and happy side

Ling Yun took out the quilt from the square inch thing, gently wrapped it around the little boy, and sat quietly beside him. The little boy slept very much. He was so big that he seemed to have never slept in such a warm place. When he woke up the next morning, Ling Yun had already left. The little boy felt his excellent bedding and quickly turned over and kowtowed, But he accidentally ran into the steamed bread prepared by Ling Yun. The white steamed bread rolled to the ground. He didn't care how much dust it was covered with. He held it up and stretched out his arms. "Buddha, Buddha, you eat first, I'm not hungry..."

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, raised the steamed bread with both hands, lay on the ground to blow the dust clean, and then carefully put the steamed bread on the ground, he really did not move a mouthful, "thank you Buddha, Buddha, can you give these food to my parents? They are so tired, but they have never eaten anything so delicious before. "

There was still no answer in the broken temple. Ling Yun sat at the boy's original home, tapping his left index finger gently on the table and putting seven bags of money on the table. The whole family was silent. Ling Yun said faintly: "yesterday I met a little boy in the broken temple and kowtowed to the Buddha, saying a lot of good things for you and making a lot of wishes for you, Then last night the Buddha asked me to give you money

"Every bag of money here is enough for you to live a safe life and do some small business. I'll count all the money you lose."

Ling Yun said, "I'll pay another hundred taels of silver. I think he's very good. I want him to follow me and be my student. How about that? He kowtowed so much to the Buddha that he regarded it as a teacher worship ceremony. I am the red envelope I gave to my children. He will give it to you. I will give it to you in advance. "

"Thank you... Thank you for your kindness!"

Ling Yun helped the couple and said indifferently, "don't thank me. If you want to thank me, thank you for giving birth to a good son."

"We have to..."

Ling Yun took a look at the eldest child and got up to leave.

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Three ordinary people came in the broken temple. They looked at the quilt and food on the ground, and then at the blind little boy. The quilt made of excellent material didn't match the clothes of the blind little boy. They picked up the food on the ground and patted off the dust. The little boy hugged one of them by the thigh. "Put it down, it's from the Buddha... It's for me to pray for my parents..."

The hugged man kicked away the little boy and sneered: "in what era, there were people who believed in Buddhism. You must have stolen it!"

The little boy was already weak. He was kicked away by an adult. He vomited blood and fainted on the spot. Another man took a look at the little blind man lying on the ground and said in a cold voice: "the capital city is no better than our broken place. There are so many rich people. It's better to break the blind man's hands and feet and beg for money, and make some money..."

"It makes sense!"

Ling Yun stood at the door with cold eyes. If he didn't worry about the child, he let go of his mind in advance and arrived in time, the child might have been interrupted at that time.

There are only three ruthless animals lying on the ground, with broken hands and feet, dying in the broken temple. Ling Yun holds the child in his arms and treats him as he walks. "That's what the Buddha gave me... Dad will... Come back... You can take the quilt and red back..."

Ling Yun kneaded the child's head and went back to the inn. The old man in black looked at the child in Ling Yun's arms and said, "do you have a good heart?"

"Do good every day." Ling Yun said with a smile that he put the child on the bed and covered him with a quilt. The old man in black pointed and sat with a pair of files.

Ling Yun's mouth slightly twitched, "elder, did you rob all the secret files of the big families in the capital?"

"Almost." The old man in black twisted his neck. "I haven't done these things for a long time. Some of them are handmade."

"Together, did you really do it in the capital?" Ling Yun said with a smile, looking back at the little boy, shaking his head, "when I finish reading these things, I'll have to trouble the elder to let out a little wind."

"It's a piece of cake."

The old man in black clapped his hands. "Where did the child get it?"

"In the temple outside the city, the Buddha appeared."