The reincarnation of a bodhisattva falls in love with a mortal woman, but can only watch his lover jump into a well

1

The immeasurable temple with a golden roof and red walls, solemn and solemn.

In the middle of the front hall of the temple is a golden statue of a bodhisattva sitting north and facing south, with a compassionate face.

In front of the statue, there is a long offering table, and in addition to the nine plates of tribute, there is also a burning incense. On the side of the hall are two rows of candles that are clearly extinguished, and behind them are long lanterns for offerings.

An endless stream of believers bows down in prayer, folding their hands in their hearts and acquiescing in their wishes.

In the apse, the children copied the wishes they had heard one by one on the plain notes and presented them to Yuandu on an ebony tray. After seeing it, Yuandu made an annotation on it and handed it back to the boys to carry out.

The front hall is full of people, and the back hall is busy.

2

After a long time of not seeing a new note, Yuandu looked up, only to see two or three boys gathered together and muttered quietly. He put down his pen and did not make a sound, and when the boys saw that he had stopped, they hesitated to lean over and whispered, "Master, you see." ”

Yuandu took the note, which read: Letter Girl Jingfan, willing to eat and sleepless, ask to see Yuandu Bodhisattva.

The same content, one a day, this is already the third sign.

Yuandu stretched out a mirror, and in the mirror, the front hall was as usual, only a woman in green clothes sat kneeling in the corner, very haggard, as if she would fall down in the next moment, but she was still kneeling here.

The boys couldn't bear it: "Master, people eat grain, and she's afraid she won't be able to hold on." ”

Buddhas preach mercy, and if you don't see her, if she doesn't eat or drink, she's bound to die here; he didn't kill her, but she died because of him; if he saw her... How can I see her? If this is the case, how can it be continued?

3

At night, the main entrance of the Temple of Infinity closed, and only Jing Fan was still curled up on a futon in the temple.

She no longer had the strength to make a tough look, as if she was dying and struggling, her eyes were slightly open, but she couldn't even lift her head, and she could only faintly look at the green bricks on the ground.

In a trance, a long sigh came from the top of his head: "Why are you suffering?" ”

Jing Fan couldn't move her head to look, opened her mouth, and her voice was hoarse like hers: "Ah Yuan, I just want to see you." ”

Yuandu stood in front of Jing Fan's body, his fingertips pointed at her, and Jing Fan suddenly regained his strength and slowly sat up. She looked at him, trying to find a familiar look, but it was the same face, and now there was only great compassion and compassion in her eyes.

This is not the Ah Yuan who will secretly pull her braids, and this is not the Ah Yuan who will buy snacks to coax her. He has now become a bodhisattva of the scenery and the moon, where will he be disturbed by the mortal world?

Yuandu said, "Jiang Yuan is already in a past life." Past life people, past life events, should be scattered. ”

"How could it be a past life?" Jing Fan murmured, "Obviously they are only separated for three years, why aren't you Ah Yuan?" ”

She had lived for many years and had been with Ah Yuan since she could remember. Now she has to tell her that her personal experience in the past is Huang Liang's dream?

4

Jing Fan couldn't cry out of tears, only stunned. For a moment, the hall was silent, and even the candle flowers seemed to resound through the clouds.

She gritted her teeth, still not dead," and said, "Fifteen years ago, I was four years old and you were six years old. You are the son of a high-gate family in the capital, and you followed your father to the Zhuangzi of the owner's house. Do you remember? ”

That year, Jiang Yuan was the age when cats and dogs were annoyed, today he shoveled the moon in Zhuangzi, and tomorrow he burned a hole in the veil that the little girl had just embroidered, and everyone in Zhuangzi felt that he was not good, and always sent him to play at the farmer's house outside Zhuangzi.

The south of April was already hot and dry, Jiang Yuan had climbed to the tree to cool off, turned his head and heard the grasshoppers calling, and was trying to turn around to catch it, but one fell down without stepping on it, and fell firmly on a piece of herbs.

Jing Fan saw Jiang Yuan for the first time at this time, and the next moment she was angry and went to complain to her father. These herbs were her father's favorite treasure in her daily life, and she had to pick up a few of them.

"Daddy, come on, the herbs are crushed to death."

Later, I didn't expect that Grandpa didn't blame him and helped him take medicine. Jing Fan helped to crush the herbs on the side, and his hands did not stop, but he secretly looked at Jiang Yuan. Sensing her gaze, he turned his head, smiled bitterly, and said to her, "Thank you Sister." ”

This man has some meaning, Jing Fan thought.

"Later, when you found out that my family was practicing medicine, you always pretended to be sick and came to play with me, and you also brought me a little rabbit lamp." Do you remember? ”

Her grandfather is a doctor, difficult and complicated diseases can not be diagnosed, common headaches and brain fever is still OK.

Ever since Jiang Yuan knew that everyone in Zhuangzi had come here to see him, he could always appear in Jing Fan's house humming and chirping. It's just that when he sees her, his hands don't hurt, his head doesn't feel dizzy, and he always brings some gadgets to play with her.

At that time, just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jiang Yuan took the small rabbit lamp that jingli had rewarded. As a result, he pretended to be sick and pretended to be too similar, frightening Jiang Yuan's father to put his arms around him, and the little rabbit lamp he secretly hid in his arms was crushed to pieces.

When Jing Fan saw the rabbit lamp, only bamboo pieces and a clump of broken white silk remained.

Jiang Yuan, who was standing nearby, looked at her and smiled sheepishly.

Jing Fan pretended to be angry and asked him, "Is this the little rabbit lamp you said?" ”

Jiang Yuan didn't know how to explain, and subconsciously rubbed his ass that had just been beaten and was still hurting, with a bitter face. Jing Fan didn't hold back, and burst out laughing, and then Jiang Yuan also laughed silly.

"You coax me to go to the roof to look at the stars, and I go up but don't dare to jump down, and you say you pick me up below." Do you remember? ”

In the middle of a summer night, the sky is full of stars.

Jiang Yuan wanted to take Jing Fan to the roof to see the stars. She did not dare, jiang Yuan took a small cloth bag from his arms, which contained red bean cakes that could barely see the shape; and took out a small bag of nest silk candy, a good sister, and half coaxed and half deceived her to climb up the roof.

Until a bag of snacks and a bag of nest candy were eaten, how to get off the roof became a problem.

Jiang Yuan slid down a few times, but Jing Fan didn't dare at all.

So Jiang Yuan coaxed her below again, in a sworn tone: "Don't be afraid, I will pick you up below." ”

Jing Fan closed her eyes and jumped violently, but she jumped crookedly. Jiang Yuan only had time to stretch out an arm. Both of them fell the ground and rolled a few times, and Jing Fan twisted his feet.

When Grandpa gave her a splint, Jiang Yuan also limped in: "I will accompany you to the pain." ”

Jing Fan was originally in tears, but he couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Where is a fool like you, you twisted your feet to accompany me." ”

On the contrary, her grandfather was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at his eyes, and finally he couldn't take another pair of boards out.

"When I was ten years old, I saw that the Lingzhi sister on Zhuangzi was married, and the big red wedding dress was surprisingly bright under the sun. I said I liked the dress, and you said, "When you marry me, you're going to dress me better." Do you remember? ”

Most of the little sisters of similar age in Zhuangzi have said good kisses, only her aunt is sad that she has not had a mother since she was a child, and whenever people ask, they always say that they will keep her for two more years.

Whenever talking about whose girl promised someone else's family, Jing Fan always pulled Jiang Yuanpin to comment, and her eyes were full of fine light. Speaking of it, I couldn't help but go back to myself: "I don't know what kind of family I will marry into in the future." ”

Jiang Yuan had a vague discomfort in his heart, he didn't know what it was for, but when he saw Jing Fan's bright eyes, he seemed to understand it again.

He said, "You'll marry me." ”

He said, "I will marry you later, you like The wedding dress of Lingzhi sister, I will let you wear something more beautiful in the future." ”

When he spoke, he looked very serious, and Jing Fan looked at it and quietly blushed.

Later, she quietly told her grandfather that she wanted to marry Jiang Yuan, and her grandfather was stunned for a long time- because she was a good family daughter, but Jiang Yuan was indeed a real slave.

If you marry Jiang Yuan, you will also become a slave, what do you do to be a? Her aunt's tone was completely hateful of her indisputable anger.

Jing Fan was silent for a long time: "I am only willing to marry him." ”

"When I was with Me, someone in Zhuangzi wanted to come and kiss me. You said, let me wait for you, you have been called back to the Kyochu Honjo family to do things. You will surely be rewarded to marry me with the wedding dress in the capital. Do you remember? ”

Her grandfather's dissatisfaction still reached Jiang Yuan's ears.

At that time, someone had already come to say goodbye to Jing Fan, and jing fan was locked out of the door.

Jiang Yuan begged his grandfather to talk to the old man of the family when he returned to Beijing the next time he returned to Beijing to report, and asked for an opportunity to go back to the home to do things.

He told Jing Fan like this: "This family is in Beijing, it is a high-gate household, I would rather fight hard, but also to get a reward, I ask the grandmothers to ask for grace, go to slavery." Then I will take the most beautiful wedding dress in the capital and marry you. ”

At the time of parting, Jing Fan washed his face with tears every day, and when he left, his eyes were still red.

She said: "You don't have to fight, you just have to come back well, I'm here waiting for you to come back and marry me." ”

The ox cart took Jiang Yuan toward the capital and left her in Zhuangzi to wait, day after day, year after year.

5

Jing Fan bowed her head and spoke slowly. She didn't dare to look at him, for fear that he wouldn't remember, for fear that he would remember, but all this was nothing to him. Green plum bamboo horse, two small no guess, secret feelings, she is afraid, it is just her wishful thinking.

Yuandu listened silently and did not interrupt.

The past is like smoke, how does he remember, and what does he not remember? That was Jiang Yuan's life, not his.

In the third year of Jiang Yuan's arrival in the capital, it coincided with the family's invitation to a senior monk to do things, and the senior monk saw at a glance that he was known as a Buddha. It turned out that he was not Jiang Yuan, but a bodhisattva.

He was punished for his stubbornness and reincarnated as a human being, enlightened through suffering, and when he entered Beijing, he received the guidance of a high monk, and he was reinvented as a bodhisattva. Now that his doom has passed, the past should have been cut off.

Finally, he heard Jing Fan say, "I waited, waited, waited, wait I prayed to God every day to worship the Buddha, and asked the gods and Buddhas in heaven to send my Ah Yuan back. But when Ah Yuan returned, how did he suddenly become a Bodhisattva of Fortune? ”

He opened his mouth and spoke in a soft tone: "The benefactor is wrong, I have always been a fate, but chance has made me a Jiang Yuan." ”

Jing Fan looked at him fiercely, as if grasping the last straw of life: "Chance? You became Jiang Yuan, met me, and allowed me to marry, all of which were chances. So why didn't you have the slightest chance to marry me? ”

His gaze, gentle and compassionate, was filled with pity for the poor man.

He didn't speak, but Jing Fan felt that he had said everything.

Ridiculously, he didn't walk on the green bricks covered with ash, but he didn't stain the dust. He is a Buddha, a noble and holy spirit, and this ridiculous emotion of his own only seems dirty and sad.

"I am a good family girl, in love with a slave, is mistaken for myself. I, a layman, fell in love with the gods and Buddhas, and I was polluting the gods and Buddhas. ”

6

Jing Fan hung her head and said nothing, and Yuandu also looked at her silently. The two men knelt down and stood, and the candles burst into silence, and no one was talking.

It wasn't until dawn, when birdsong sounded, that the hall was silent.

Jing Fan's hands were cold, and it took a while for her fingers to bend.

She shook herself, straightened her dress, and knelt back on the futon. She asked Yuandu, "If the Bodhisattva has a relationship with the Buddha, can the Bodhisattva listen to the little girl's wishes?" ”

Yuandu nodded, "When you enter my Immeasurable Temple, naturally I can hear you." ”

Jing Fan closed her eyes, folded her hands on her chest, and silently made a wish.

At the age of the flower bones, she had more qi numbers around her that were about to die. A crack finally appeared on The calm face of The Golden Bodhisattva like a supreme figure finally appeared.

She did not live long, but she volunteered to die. She said that she was a person who was short and short, and this limited blessing was used to meet him.

But the world asks for death, but the gods and Buddhas cannot save it.

He knew her wish, but he couldn't stop it.

Jing Fan made a wish, and when she opened her eyes to see that he was in pain, she thought she would not be happy again, but she couldn't help but smile.

Yuandu said, "Your life is not exhausted, and there is still a place to turn around, so why should you be bent on death?" ”

Jing Fan smiled, "Life number? You should act as if you had changed it. ”

7

Jing Fan died, and his soul fell into the Yellow Spring.

Ordinary little ghosts are led by ghosts, but somehow, Jing Fan's soul is extremely hot, and the ghosts can't get close, so they have to ask black and white impermanence to lead the way.

Following the black and white impermanence through eight hundred miles of yellow sand, she went to the banks of the Forgotten River, climbed the NaiHe Bridge, and met Meng Po.

Three bowls of soup went down her stomach, but she remembered everything.

When she was about to pick up the fourth bowl, Meng Po stretched out her hand to stop it: "You are obsessed, how much you drink is useless, or save a few bowls of soup for the old body." ”

Jing Fan smiled helplessly: "It turns out that I am really so obsessed." She paused, "And also ask Meng Po to show the way, so idiotic, one life is enough, and let me clean up to the next life." ”

Meng Po groaned and said, "Your soul is hot and unusually obsessive." You are afraid that you are going to the hall of Yama, and ask yama to judge it. ”

When Jing Fan went to see The King of Yama, he had been waiting for a long time.

"You have an affair with the Buddha, you have a deep attachment, you change your life, you break your cultivation, you destroy your merits, you should have fallen into the animal path. But everything has cause and effect, and the responsibility is not entirely yours. It is judged that although you are reincarnated as a human being, you will suffer in this world and will not be able to escape. ”

8

On the day that Jing Fan jumped into the well, the red wall of the golden roof of the Infinite Temple suddenly dimmed its color.

Yuandu changed into a plain robe and knelt in front of the Immeasurable Light Buddha.

The Buddha pinched his fingers and thought to himself, "Yuandu, you didn't kill her, but she died because of you." Do you recognize it, or do you not recognize it? ”

Yuandu nodded silently, and not long after, a tear fell from the corner of his eye for some reason.

"Yuandu, you are talented and intelligent, known as a Buddha, but you are not enlightened, and now you are even more troubled." In this way, you will be punished for being reincarnated as a human being, and you will be punished with all the hardships and tribulations before you can re-cultivate into a Buddha..."

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In Beijing, Jiang Fusheng held his newborn doll and asked the old lady of the family for a name.

The old lady was old, but her sanity was clear, and she recognized at a glance that this was Jiang Fusheng, who was about to go to Zhuangzi to take care of things. Seeing the red monkey-like doll, he even smiled: "There is a yuanshui on Zhuangzi's side, this child, just take a yuan character." ”

Jiang Yuan came to Zhuangzi with His Father, and gradually grew to the age of cats and dogs.

It was another year of cicadas, Jiang Yuan fell from the tree to a piece of herbs in order to catch the grasshoppers, and the next moment he heard a young girl shouting, "Daddy, you come quickly, the herbs have been crushed to death." ”

Jiang Yuan was grinning in pain, but he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Jing Fan who was crushing herbs next to him, and he thought to himself, This little girl is really beautiful.

He smiled bitterly and said to her, "Thank you Sister." ”