Harem Changwu Biography

Chapter 132 What did I miss when I escaped from the palace?

As for the date of death, I actually never had the impression.

Firstly, I was not really dead, and the theory of the date of death does not exist; secondly, after the onset of Ticicada, I was groggy all day long, and I don’t really remember the specific time when I finally fell into a state of suspended animation.

Therefore, during the three years outside the palace, Meng Qingcheng and I never took this time seriously, and naturally we never celebrated the so-called 'death day'.

It's just that I didn't expect Mingqi to remember the days that I didn't care about, and after I left the palace, I would come to Fahua Temple to pray for blessings at this time every year.

Listening to the words of Qihe and Fang Hao, I finally understood why Mingqi had disappeared since the second year of junior high school, and I presumably went to Changwu Hall.

It is finally clear why Mingqi feels so cold today.

The two of them, He Fangxuan, had already left completely, and their voices could no longer be heard, but I was still in a daze.

Thinking that Mingqi was praying for me in the Buddhist hall of the main hall because it was my "death day", I couldn't help but feel sorry for him, and wanted to get up to see him immediately.

It's just that when I remembered that Mingqi's appearance was caused by my own determination to leave at the beginning, I lost the courage to meet him in an instant. I really didn't know how to face Mingqi who was praying for me wholeheartedly.

After so many repetitions, I finally got up, but instead of going to the main hall Buddhist hall, I went to the back of the Fahua Temple, the cliff behind the mountain where Master Hongyuan took me to walk.

The cliff today is no different from what I saw back then. Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking out, I can see that the mountain wind is still blowing on the edge of the cliff, and the bottom of the cliff is still covered with white mist, and I don’t know how deep it is.

I stood on the edge of the cliff, feeling the mountain wind blowing from the bottom of the cliff, with confusion in my eyes.

I actually don't know why, after not daring to see Mingqi, why a strong desire to come here suddenly arises in my heart.

Besides, what I don't even know is the reason Master Hongyuan asked me to walk over the white mist cliff over there, and what he said, "The end of the road may not be the end. After the willows are dark, maybe Huaming is another village" Why not.

"Amitabha."

And just when I was thinking about the meaning of Master Hongyuan's Zen words back then, a loud and thick Buddhist language suddenly came from behind.

When I looked back because of this Buddhist saying, I saw Master Hongyuan walking towards me step by step in the distance.

As for me who was at a loss, when I saw that the person was Master Hongyuan, I was immediately startled, and then I saw Master Hongyuan walking towards me step by step.

The mountain wind remains the same, and the white mist at the bottom of the cliff remains the same.

Master Hongyuan, who was walking towards me, seemed to be the same as before, except that his eyebrows and beard looked whiter than a few years ago.

Today, he is still dressed in a red cassock, with a snow-white beard that grows down to his shoulders, and a dignified expression on his face.

Master Hongyuan walked towards me step by step. When he got to the edge of the cliff, he first followed my line of sight to look at the bottom of the bottomless cliff, then turned his head to look at me, and greeted me: "Amitabha, I haven't seen you for a few years. Is everything all right, my lord?"

After Master Hongyuan finished speaking, I was shocked again.

In fact, Master Hongyuan's question was plain and ordinary, just like the usual greetings that old friends greet each other when they meet again by chance.

But I didn't dare to be surprised by the chance reunion of old friends because of this. I even looked at Master Hongyuan with a wary face when he just finished speaking.

I looked warily at Master Hongyuan who was standing opposite me, and my heart was full of turmoil because he recognized my identity at a glance.

After all, although my face is slowly recovering now, it is still only half or half of what I imagined at the beginning. After all, even Mingqi, who is closest to me, didn't recognize me at the beginning, he just had doubts in his heart.

Besides being on guard, I wanted to know why Master Hongyuan recognized me at a glance. There was no hesitation in it, but a very positive attitude.

Maybe it was because my face was too guarded and inquisitive, so even though I didn't ask, Master Hongyuan who was on the opposite side spoke to me again after he finished speaking.

"The Buddha said that appearance is born from the heart, and the heart of nobles does not change, so in the eyes of the old man, the appearance is the same as before." After the Buddha said, Master Hongyuan said to me, in addition to the majesty and righteousness on his face, there was a little more The generosity and compassion inherent in Buddhism.

"So that's the case." I nodded suddenly when I heard the words, and I was shocked that Master Hongyuan is worthy of being an eminent monk.

"Amitabha."

After I nodded, master Hongyuan said a word of Buddhism to me, and then turned his gaze to the bottomless cliff under our feet again.

"I wonder if your lord is willing to walk up to the bottom of this cliff again with this old man?" Master Hongyuan asked me with his eyes on the white cliff in front of him.

"I heard that there is a man on this cliff, called Sansheng, who can reflect the past. Dare to ask Zen Master, but I don't know if this is true?" But when I heard the words, I didn't immediately answer Master Hongyuan's invitation. Instead, I asked Master Hongyuan back road.

The name Sanshengya was introduced to me by Chu Lin when Meng Qingcheng and I came to Fahua Temple last time.

According to Chu Linyan, although this cliff does not show mountains or water in Fahua Temple, its reputation is not as loud as the red lotus pond in Fahua Temple, but if the person who comes is a predestined person, you can see the past through this cliff past.

After I came to Fahua Temple that time, Chu Linben invited me to visit Sansheng Cliff after seeing the red lotus blossoms, but later I lost my three lives because I reunited with Mingqi in the red lotus pond. Unexpectedly, he put the plan on hold.

Now that Master Hongyuan invited me to walk Sanshengya again, I can't help but think of what Chu Lin said about Sanshengya can reflect the past, and when Master Hongyuan took me through Sanshengya back then, I couldn't help but think of it. The white mist before and after is like two completely different world pictures, so I can't help but want to verify it with Master Hongyuan.

Master Hongyuan seemed to have no intention of hiding it from me. After I finished speaking, he turned his head and gave me a compassionate look, then clasped his hands together and replied to me: "Amitabha, that's exactly the case."

"So, please, Master Zen!" I heard the words and didn't evade any more. I smiled at Master Hongyuan after he had spoken, and then made a gesture of invitation to him.

"Amitabha." After my words, Master Hongyuan said a Buddhist word to me again, and then he walked down the bottom of the cliff filled with white mist first.

The scene of Master Hongyuan walking down the cliff was the same as that of that year. After he walked down the cliff, he did not fall off the cliff, but stood firmly in the white mist.

And when he walked forward again, the other person slowly disappeared in the white mist from lower body to upper body, and finally the whole figure disappeared in the white mist.

Just like last time, I walked down the white cliff when I saw Master Hongyuan with only one head visible, and then followed Master Hongyuan step by step, and walked with him through the most foggy cliff.

"This is?"

It's just that when we crossed the cliff and walked forward for another [-] steps, I found that the white mist in front of us was indeed the same as it was back then, and it all dissipated within a distance of one foot.

But after the fog dissipated, what I saw was not the dreamlike world with winding streams, bright flowers and plants, and dancing butterflies, but an unknown desolation.

"Dare to ask Zen Master, why is this place like this?" I looked at the world that was completely different from last time, and couldn't help but turned back to Master Hongyuan in extreme surprise and asked.

But Master Hongyuan didn't answer me immediately. He first glanced at the barren front, and then looked back at the cliff where we came, his eyes full of compassion.

Although I was impatient when I saw this, I didn't dare to urge Master Hongyuan, so I followed his gaze and looked back at the way we came.

But when I saw the scene on the other side of the road when I came, I was surprised there.

Even though it has been three or four years, I still remember that I was extremely surprised when I saw the world behind the white mist, so I looked back at the direction I came from.

But what I saw at that time was only thick white mist, even the cliff behind the white mist was blocked.

But now, when I look back again, what I see is not a vast white mist, but clumps of thorns that are frightening to see.

I saw about a dozen thorns in front of me, and each thorn was about two or three feet high.

The thorns and branches are densely packed and intertwined, with no gaps in the middle.The thorns on the thorns are almost all long and big in the middle finger. From a distance, it looks like a terrifying wall composed of thorns.

Looking at the thorns in front of me, I am sure that if someone wants to pass through this thorns, they will be injured all over.

"Zen Master?" I looked at those terrifying walls of thorns, and couldn't help calling Master Hongyuan again.

"Amitabha." Master Hongyuan said another Zen speech after my words, and I never saw him look back at me after that, but still looked in the direction of the thorns ahead.

"Back then, the old monk once said to the nobleman that poverty may not be the end. After the willow is dark, perhaps another village will be brightened. The nobleman thinks twice before acting. But the nobleman did not take the old monk's advice to heart and insisted on moving forward." Master Hongyuan Looking in the direction of the wall of thorns ahead, he opened his mouth after the Buddhist words.

"The Buddha said: One flower is one world, one leaf is one bodhi. Noble people choose differently, and the difference between gain and loss is naturally different." Master Hongyuan said again. After finishing speaking, he stopped waiting for me to speak. Take a step back from the past.

But when I heard the words, I froze there again.

I may not be smart enough, but I'm not too stupid either.

So after I listened to Master Hongyuan's words, I knew that the choice Master Hongyuan just said was my fake death and leaving the palace.

I also instantly understood that Master Hongyuan was telling me that if I hadn’t chosen to feign death, then my future would have been like a dream after crossing the white mist and seeing the winding streams, bright flowers and plants, and dancing butterflies. world.

But now it is precisely because I insist on feigning death to escape from the palace, so my past is a wall of thorns, and my future is an unknown desolation.

The wounds all over the body represented by the wall of thorns can refer to the physical suffering I suffered when I was suspended animation, and the wounds I suffered in my heart when I parted from Mingqi at the beginning. Qi was full of heartache when he pampered Changruo Li Wan and the others after pampering me.

And the barren world represents the unknown and uncertain future when Mingqi doesn't recognize my identity.

Regarding what Master Hongyuan said above, I can actually understand it as soon as I hear it.

But even so, I still stood there in a daze, the reason being that I still had doubts in my heart.

After Master Hongyuan left, I turned my head and looked at the unknown and desolate world in front of me again.

I don't understand, why would my future be that dreamy and beautiful world if I hadn't chosen to leave the palace?

Do those beautiful dreams refer to the glory and power represented by the queen mother?

But if that's the case, it doesn't seem right.Just because neither the glory nor the once supreme power is what I want.

But if those beautiful dreams don't refer to power and glory, what should they be?
Or, did I miss something when I chose to feign death to escape from the palace?
(End of this chapter)