The Word of Heaven

Chapter 248: Lonely World
Gu Zhuo thought that this was indeed the case.

Given the real gap between us, your word is inappropriate.

Then he looked at Master Jianxin, sighed and said, "It sounds like sending the plague god."

"seems like it."

Master Jianxin felt somewhat helpless and sighed, saying, "The main reason is that Yuangou Temple cannot afford to support such a great Buddha like you."

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo was neither disappointed nor angry.

Such straightforward honesty is ultimately better than hypocrisy.

"so be it."

"Feel sorry."

Master Jianxin thought about it, then stood up and walked towards the meditation room.

A moment later, when he came back again, he was holding a stack of books in his hands.

Gu Zhuo was a little curious and asked, "Is this hush money?"

"No."

Master Jianxin put down the books and said jokingly, "This is the most unprofitable business I have ever done."

Gu Zhuo burst out laughing.

Master Jianxin continued, "These Buddhist scriptures are all my handwritten copies, with my annotations on them. If you don't mind, you can flip through them at will. Even if you don't mind, you can still sell them for money."

"As for the hush money."

The monk thought about it and said honestly, "I'll pour you a cup of hot tea later."

Gu Zhuo did not refuse.

Whether it is scriptures or hot tea.

They didn't spend too much time drinking the tea. After all, it was already late at night and it would have been impolite to stay any longer.

After bidding farewell to Master Jianxin, Gu Zhuo never met with Monk Wujiu again and walked alone in the mountains and forests.

I looked back from time to time and still saw the bright lights in the temple. I thought it would take many more nights like this to calm down the noise brought by today.

From this point of view, it was indeed necessary for Master Jianxin to ask him to leave. With the cold winter approaching, it would be difficult for Yuangou Temple to withstand another similar drastic change.

Thinking about these things that actually had nothing to do with him, it had nothing to do with enthusiasm, but Gu Zhuo was quite confused about where he was going.

The affairs of the world are still undecided, so he has to be displaced and must wander in this world until the day when the dust settles.

On Tianqiong Peak, when Yu Sheng asked him to stay out of the matter, he remained almost silent, only nodding in agreement at the last sentence, perhaps because he had already anticipated this kind of lonely and confused wandering.

Even a little sad.

This was a feeling he rarely had.

Gu Zhuo put away his thoughts.

The ancient temple gate appeared in his eyes. It was the back door that Master Jianxin let him go through.

Pushing the door open, you can see green vines climbing all over the cliff under the reflection of the mercury-like light.

The sound of the river is mighty, rising from behind the cliff.

Gu Zhuo followed the sound and finally saw the waves rolling by, beautifully contrasting with the starlight.

He sat down on the edge of the cliff, took a pot of wine, and drank with heaven and earth tonight.

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Loneliness is a solitary matter, but there is never only one person who is lonely in this world.

Tonight, Qingjing Temple welcomed an autumn rain. The rain was heavy, and the sound of the raindrops falling on the green tiles was very soothing.

Chu Jun was sober.

It has been less than a season since she started her retreat, but there is no dust on her body and her face is still bright and beautiful.

For some reason, she felt more alert after hearing the sound of rain at night, but had no intention of practicing anymore - she had made good progress these days, and thought that in a few days she would be able to complete the state of nourishing the spirit and enter the state of bearing intention.

If Gu Zhuo is not counted, she is undoubtedly the number one among the younger generation.

But what’s the point of this?

After accepting the intention, one must return to unity, only then can one be called a truly strong person by the world.

However, this so-called real strong man, in the following changes in the world... really does not have much room to display his abilities. Only those who have achieved purity of body are truly qualified to step onto the stage, and this is already the level of the bitter boat monk and the free Taoist. Only those who have reached the higher level of enlightenment have the possibility of touching upon the state of immortality.

Chu Jun still has a very long distance to go to achieve this.

Even though she had already recognized this fact, she still felt somewhat desperate at this moment, and her heart was filled with loneliness.

She no longer stayed in the cave, but decided to get up and go under the eaves to listen to the rain, so that she could be closer to the world.

So, the letter from Yuangou Temple naturally fell into her eyes.

Chu Jun was very surprised when he saw the name on the signature.

It was normal for anyone to write to her, except for Wuque Monk, because she and he were the kind of friends who didn't want to meet - mainly because Wuque Monk didn't want to see her.

When she opened the letter, her eyes fell on the letter paper and met the familiar tone, she had no doubts.

The handwriting was that of the Immaculate Monk, but the words came from the master she did not acknowledge.

The letter mainly focused on the scenery of various places. In essence, it was a travelogue written freely. It was not until Chu Jun saw the last sentence that his pupils suddenly shrank.

It wasn't because her heart was too fragile, nor was it because she was emotionally sensitive after being lonely, but because those words were too... heavy and terrifying, and no matter how she thought about it, they shouldn't be mentioned like this.

Chu Jun forced himself to calm down, pursed his slightly moist lips, and didn't let the shock show on his face.

She did not turn around and leave. She put away the letter and sat under the eaves, looking up at the night sky. From time to time, the wind blew and the rain fell on her cheeks, bringing the chill of the night and waking her up.

It was this clarity that made her even more confused.

The sentence in the letter was very simple.

It has nothing to do with complexity.

I can't understand the second meaning.

It was this kind of directness that left no room for maneuver that shocked Chu Jun so much that even with the night rain falling on his face he could not calm down for a moment.

——Leave this letter and the Twilight Bell will appear beside you.

Chu Jun closed his eyes.

I don’t know how long it took, but she finally calmed down and thought to herself, what is this?
Are you afraid that I will die in this chaos, so you are making preparations for me in advance?

If you want me to stay alive, why bother telling me this? Wouldn't it be enough to let the Dawn and Dusk Bell protect me at the critical moment?

Countless questions arise from the heart of Tao, and none of them can be answered.

Chu Jun opened his eyes and suddenly remembered a sentence that the Taoist master had written that year.

Where are my old friends? Where is my future? Who can share my feelings?

Was this the same scenery you saw at that time?

Yellow flowers in the courtyard, green lights in the night rain, and white hair in the autumn wind.

Chu Jun stretched out his hand, used the rain water to form a mirror, looked at his inky hair in the mirror, and thought to himself, I don’t even remember that you have white hair.

In what kind of mood was this sentence written?
She really couldn't figure it out, but her heart gradually calmed down and she was no longer so anxious.

Anyway, it was a good thing for her after all.

Under the eaves in the distance, Taoist Zizai was watching this scene with an extremely complicated expression.

At this moment, he finally understood why the master of the temple had specifically asked him to keep an eye on Chu Jun before leaving.

really.

Everything makes sense.

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In these troubled times, the world is in turmoil.

The sudden and unexpected changes in Yuangou Temple did not attract anyone's attention due to the monks' low-key approach.

The eyes of the people of the world are still focused on the capital.

As time passed and autumn deepened, new news finally came out from the imperial study, which made many court officials who were personally involved in the matter feel relieved. If the queen insisted on keeping it and not sending it out, the scene would become even uglier. Although this kind of thing has nothing to do with being beautiful, it's just that too many people are immersed in a long period of peace and still have the illusion that this conflict will end peacefully.

The Queen's meaning is very simple.

Since you have decided to talk, then let’s talk in the capital.

No one refused, this was the tacit understanding reached by both parties long ago.

During this time when the heads of various families, the leaders of various sects in the world and various powerful people are rushing to the capital of gods, many things will be silently ignored, such as the fact that a noble daughter of the Yinping Xie family is going to marry far away to the Yishui in the north and become the wife of a nephew of the leader of Yishui.

It is not surprising that aristocratic families and sects use marriage as a means to deepen their relationship. What is really surprising is that the noble lady who got married was Xie Yinglian.

No one had expected that such a so-called noble lady who was forced to kneel down and admit her mistakes in public and had lost all her pride could possibly become the legal wife. In the eyes of many people, this was also the fundamental reason why Xie readily agreed at this moment.

This news was only circulated in a small circle, and Gu Zhuo knew nothing about it now.

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After listening to the sound of the river on the cliff that night, Gu Zhuo continued to walk in the world.

Now that Cihang Temple no longer pays attention to him, and Daqin deliberately ignores him, the storms of this world have nothing to do with him anymore.

He can walk freely around the world, just as Yu Sheng told him before leaving, cherishing the moment of tranquility before the rainstorm, even if the atmosphere is always depressing.

He visited famous mountains and Buddhist temples but never went into Taoist temples. He fished quietly and slept in the mountains with the autumn breeze when he had free time. Gu Zhuo lived an increasingly poetic life, and he looked more and more like a banished immortal walking in the human world.

However, no matter how far away from the world he is, news from the capital of God will always reach his ears, it is only a matter of sooner or later.

In reality, the difference had no impact, as the two sides had shown no signs of reaching any agreement up to this point.

There were many incidents during the process, such as an idiot who was naive enough to try to solve the dispute by means of a bet, but before he could say a few words, he was carried out with his chair.

Amidst all the noise, the only thing that remains unchanged is that more and more people and forces are being affected.

Unfortunately, these people and forces are almost all standing against the Qin Dynasty.

No matter from which angle you look at it, the Qin Dynasty has a sense of being on the verge of collapse, like a mountain about to collapse.

Because of this unconcealable sign, the Queen Mother or the ministers loyal to the Qin Dynasty seemed more and more bluffing in their tough stance at the negotiation table, as if victory would come as long as they took one more step forward.

Besides, the Queen's silence has been getting longer and longer recently.

More and more people have such confidence. The most obvious sign is that in recent days, business in both restaurants and brothels in Shendu has been visibly improving, with customers coming in an endless stream and people singing all night long.

A very small number of people felt strange about this and did not understand why things were going so smoothly. They felt that there was a huge problem. However, in this increasingly fanatical atmosphere, inappropriate voices would always be buried.

One day, there was one more force standing against the Qin royal family.

It’s none other than the Lin family.

The word "Lin" in Lin Wanyi's name.

On the same day, the Queen's lips curled up slightly and she smiled gracefully.

(End of this chapter)