Unparalleled Sword Sovereign - Chapter 492

Outside the great wall of Northwest China, it is extremely desolate. Occasionally, there are rich lands. Most of them are just at the foot of some high mountains or at the edge of some lakes. With water flowing through, they can naturally nourish one side of the land. But this kind of place, outside the northwest Great Wall, is very few. Even if there are, most of them are closed, so there won’t be too many people living there.

In the northwest of Yongzhou, there is a high mountain outside Xihe County, which is known as the northwest frontier fortress. The mountain is covered with snow all the year round, and the snow water melts through the place, forming a small village.

The village is built close to the mountain. There are only about a hundred families living here for generations. They cultivate their fields for a living. Fortunately, the melting water of ice and snow flowing through the village will flow down every summer and never stop. The village has always been very stable, not rich, but not worried about food and drink.

Another summer, a middle-aged monk in a green shirt came to the village. He actually took root here and caused quite a stir in the village.

Fortunately, although the village is small, there are often some tourists and merchants who pass by. In addition, the monk is alone and speaks very politely. Most of the people in the village don’t have much antipathy.

Originally, people in the village thought that the monk would leave after staying for a while, but what they didn’t expect was that the monk bought some land with the money he got from his marriage. He built a simple house at the top of the village and simply lived there. He also bought a few acres of thin farmland and began to study farming, This makes people in the village a little confused.

After a long time, people in the village knew that the monk was called Shuhuai, and he came from a place called leiming temple in the south. As for where he was, people in the village could not guess, let alone hear. And this monk is always polite to the villagers. When he asks for advice, he always looks serious.

After learning that the monk can read and read, the old people in the village thought that the monk was not a bad man, so they simply called on the people in the village to help the monk build a bigger room with money and strength. The price was to let the monk Shihuai teach the children in the village to read and read, And every year they give the monk some extra food and vegetables. The monk, who was always good at speaking, did not refuse, so he agreed with a smile.

Most of the people in the village have never read or read, but they also think that this is not a bad thing. They even think that it is a great good thing to have a person who can read and read at home. Of course, we all don’t expect our children to be able to read anything. We just want to write a couplet and a letter during the Spring Festival.

As a result, the monk, who claimed to be from leiming temple, cultivated his own few acres of thin farmland while teaching the children in the village to read.

Later, even whenever there was a red or white matter in the village, monk Shihuai would take care of it. Monk Shihuai never refused, and he would do it in an orderly way.

Day by day, spring and autumn, the next year is summer.

The monk has been in the village for four or five years, and most people in the village are used to the existence of the monk. They even know that the monk knows some simple medical skills, and they will go to the monk to see a doctor when they are very fond of his brain. The monks are always willing to refuse anyone who comes, and they are modest.

At the head of the village, in the house specially built for monks, the sound of children’s reading comes out every morning, which has become a unique feature of the village.

It was getting warmer. The monk squatted at the head of the village, looking at the setting sun in the distance.

At this moment, a slight sound of footsteps sounded.

The monk turned his head and looked at the timid figure not far away. He grinned and waved his hand.

The visitor was a young child, about five or six years old. Although his clothes looked shabby, they gave people a very clean and refreshing feeling. His face was also full of a strong smile. He looked up at the monk standing at the entrance of the village and said with a smile: “master release…”

The monk Shihuai, who was standing at the entrance of the village, nodded with a smile. When the young child arrived at his side, he reached out and patted the child’s head. He said softly, “Why are you here? Didn’t cook for my grandfather? ”

The young child grinned and said, “it’s already done! Grandfather said, “let me thank you…”

Monk Shuhuai laughed, looked up at the distance and said, “it’s a blessing for your grandfather to have such a sensible child as you.”

After hearing this, the timid child turned red. He didn’t know how to answer it. He only said after a long time, “grandfather said, it’s true compassion to let master go.”

With a smile and no words, she took the young child to the village.

Although the child is not big, the whole village knows about the child, and even when it comes to the child, it can’t help but sigh and talk about the injustice of heaven.

The child’s original name is Cheng Changsheng. His parents are simple families in the village. They are always kind to others and have a good reputation in the village. But since she was pregnant, Changsheng’s mother has been unable to afford to get sick. After she gave birth to the child, she left. Changsheng’s father couldn’t stand the blow, so he went crazy overnight. Finally, he got drunk and died on the hill at the head of the village, and the whole family collapsed completely. The young Cheng Changsheng lives with his grandfather, and the neighbors will help him to grow up little by little. Watching him be a little sensible, everyone will be happy.

But in the past two years, my grandfather’s health is not as good as before. After a cold, he has been sick in bed and can’t live. People in the village are lamenting the family’s sorrow, while they can only try their best to help a little bit. After all, the village is not big, and no one’s family is rich. How can they afford too much?

Fortunately, Changsheng is sensible and can do some farm work. He always tries to catch rabbits in the mountains and fish in the water, which finally makes the house fail to collapse completely and gives the old man more time to live.

Now, with the help of monk Shuhuai in the village, the poor child and the sick old man have survived a lot. Changsheng is not very old, but he knows that if there is no Shifu, his grandfather may not be able to really survive. So Changsheng has a close feeling towards Shihuai monk in his heart, and even regards him as a relative who has no blood relationship at all.

Holding Changsheng’s little hand, monk Shihuai walked slowly into the village. Then he entered the simple school standing at the entrance of the village, picked out two slightly old books and handed them to Changsheng.

Cheng Changsheng was originally a student in the school. Although he didn’t read much, he knew that it was very difficult to have a few books in a small village. On weekdays, the children didn’t dare to turn over these books easily, for fear that they would damage the most precious books.

Now, monk Shuhuai handed a book to Changsheng, indicating that Cheng Changsheng would take it. Changsheng suddenly felt a little nervous. He looked up at the monk and didn’t dare to pick him up. But the monk was just smiling, indicating that Changsheng would write next. Changsheng quickly wiped his hands on his clothes, then timidly extended his hand and took over the old book, but there was a little more joy in his eyes. He obviously loved the book very much.

Looking at Changsheng holding the book nervously and happily, monk shuehuai laughed, but he was in a trance. He murmured, “there is a golden house in the book. At the beginning, my younger martial brother always said that he could find the golden house in the book, but he searched all the books in the Sutra Pavilion, but he didn’t find anything, so he yelled that I was a liar, I don’t even want to set foot in the Sutra Pavilion. ”

“I have read so many books, but in the end, I haven’t read many serious Buddhist scriptures, but I always like to read some biographies and martial arts novels of the river and the lake, saying that I want to wander in the river and the lake, become a swordsman and help the river and the lake with my sword.”

“But it happened that such a person didn’t even bother to read the Buddhist scriptures, but he just stepped into the realm of Buddha…”

Release some trance, and hands holding the book of Changsheng, but a blank look at release, do not understand what release monk said, but also dare not interrupt, always feel release monk said these words, with a sense of inexplicable, people feel very uncomfortable.

A moment later, he was relieved and returned to his senses. He laughed at the dazed Changsheng and said, “little Changsheng, if you have a chance, would you like to go to leiming temple with me? Of course, I mean if. ”

Cheng Changsheng was stunned for a moment. There was a light in his eyes. Then he suddenly lowered his head and shook his head gently.

Obviously, Changsheng is still thinking about his grandfather for fear that no one will take care of him as soon as he leaves.

Monk Shuhuai laughed, but he didn’t say much. He just put out his hand, patted Changsheng’s forehead and said, “sensible child.”

Cheng Changsheng, who thought the monk would be disappointed, raised his head and grinned.

Let go and get up, said: “this book as I lent you, you have to take good care of it, take time to read more, do not understand the place, you can ask me.”

Changsheng nodded in a hurry, very happy.

Let go, he said with a smile: “go, your grandfather should be worried.”

Changsheng quickly put the book carefully in his arms, then bowed to the monk and trotted home.

In front of the small library, only monk Shuhuai stood alone, as if waiting for someone stubbornly.

Night fell.

The dark clouds were low and there were bursts of thunder.

Summer thunderstorms soon swept the whole village mountain, pouring rain.

Monk Shihuai sat in the library, lighting a light, reading a most common biography of the river and the lake in the market, and enjoyed reading it.

Boom!

A blast of thunder was especially loud.

Monk shuehuai, who used to read a book, was stunned. He raised his head, looked out of the window and frowned.

Just then, there was a whimper in the distance.

The monk frowned more and more tightly. He got up in a hurry and went to the door. He picked up an umbrella and was about to go out.

Outside the door, a rush of footsteps came.

Monk Shuhuai quickly opened the door, only to see a child standing at the door with red eyes, who had not been drenched from head to foot.

“Master Shifu.”

The child’s voice came quickly and chokingly, his eyes were red, and he didn’t know whether it was tears or rain on his face.

It was Cheng Changsheng who took a book in the daytime.

Seeing this scene, the monk immediately understood what had happened. He picked up Changsheng and said, “let’s go!”

Changsheng nods.

At the next moment, the monk’s body disappeared in the same place and went straight to the end of the village.

There, in a small and shabby room, the roof is leaking constantly, dropping on the ground, and the weak lights are flickering in the room. An old man was lying on an old bed in the house. His face was pale and his breath was strong and weak. He looked like a pair of lamps were running out of oil. He just held on and seemed to be waiting for someone.

This old man is Cheng Changsheng’s grandfather.

Monk Shuhuai came to the house very soon, holding his young longevity in his arms.

Looking at his grandfather’s weak appearance, Changsheng leans on the bedside with tears and says, “grandfather, master Shuhuai is here. Grandfather, you are saved.”

Monk Shuhuai sat on the head of the bed with one hand over the old man’s chest. A soft Qi overflowed and slowly injected into the old man’s body.

The old man coughed a few times, stretched out his hand, held the monk’s arm and said, “Master Shifu, no need.”

Monk Shuhuai was stunned for a moment, and even Cheng Changsheng was puzzled.

The old man straightened his body, gently stretched out his hand, touched Changsheng’s head, then coughed a few times, turned his head and looked at the monk who was a little puzzled, and said, “Shifu, you must not be an ordinary person, are you?”

The monk was stunned and didn’t know how to answer.

But the old man patted Changsheng’s head and continued: “Changsheng is not small, and many things should be understood.”

“Master Shuhuai, I know very well whether my old bone is good or bad. If my guess is correct, I should have died in the rainy night two years ago. It was Shifu Shuhuai who made me live so long, right? ”

The old man coughed and grinned. He turned to monk Shihuai and said, “so, master Shihuai has saved my old man’s life for two years.”

The monk released his mind, and his words stopped.

In fact, just as the old man said, the old man had already run out of light and oil. He should have left two years ago, but the monk didn’t have the heart, so he poured air into the old man’s body, which extended his life for two years. It’s just that this method can’t go back to heaven after all. The old man’s body can’t bear too much qi circulation, so he can only reluctantly live one more day.

Sitting on the side of the bed, Cheng Changsheng, with red eyes, bowed his head and sobbed.

The old man took Changsheng’s hand and said, “Changsheng, be a man, you should be grateful. It’s enough for my grandfather to see you for two more years. He really doesn’t want to go to trouble Shifu any more. Besides, grandfather’s body really can’t hold up. ”

The young Changsheng raised his head and opened his mouth, but he didn’t know what to say. He just couldn’t help but shed tears, and then nodded difficultly.

The old man then breathed out a breath, turned his head to see the monk and said, “Master Shifu, I’ve never lived in a big world, but I still have some eyes after living all my life. It can be seen that Shifu Shuhuai is very concerned about my family’s longevity. I dare to ask, old man, is Shifu Shuhuai here for the sake of longevity

At this point, the monk Shihuai did not hide it. He nodded gently and said, “the road of longevity is different from that of an outsider. He will only go further and become an unparalleled figure in the world.”

The old man immediately laughed, nodded and said, “I see. It’s very good.”

“Next, I’ll give my life to Shifu Shihuai. Thank you for bringing him up.” The old man began to cough violently. Some of them were out of breath.

The monk immediately stopped, and he quickly stepped forward to help the old man, but he was stopped by the old man’s wave.

After a few breaths, the old man said, “master Shuhuai, if you don’t speak, you should agree.”

Release heavy nod, way: “don’t worry, I will take good care of longevity.”

On the other hand, Cheng Changsheng, a young man, was already sobbing, but he did not dare to speak out for fear of interrupting the old man.

The old man was relieved. He turned to look at the sobbing Changsheng and said, “Changsheng, kneel down! Kowtow to Shifu Shihui! In the future, we must obey the master’s advice! ”

Changsheng kept sobbing, raised his head, looked at the old man and choked: “grandfather…”

“Kneel down!”

The old man seemed to have used great strength, he cried.

Changsheng knelt down on the ground and kowtowed heavily to the monk.

After seeing this scene, the old man slowly closed his eyes and murmured, “I’ve lived enough in my life.”

Monk Shuhuai stood up slowly, looked at the old man, bowed his head and said: “Amitabha…”

Kneeling on the ground, Changsheng raised his head and finally began to cry.

In the sky, the thunder suddenly stopped, as if no one dared to disturb the cry of the young child. Even the pouring rain stopped at this moment.

A few days later, a monk left the village with a young child and went all the way south.

Along the way, they went through a lot of places and saw a lot of rivers and lakes. Even on the road, there are more and more experts in the river and lake to welcome the escort.

They walked slowly, walked through a lot of places and met a lot of people.

Even in the place called Bingzhou, there are hundreds of sword repairmen who rise up in the air to escort them and disturb the whole world.

Finally, in a late autumn season, the old monk and his young children boarded a tall building ship and went down the coast to the island in the south.

Most of the time, the children are too tired to walk and sleep unconsciously.

The monk put the child on his back and stood on the top of the building, looking at the scenery of the South China Sea.

Around, countless women in white experts, step wave escort.

The monk didn’t care about it. He just looked at the approaching island with his sleeping child on his back and murmured, “younger martial brother, I’m going home.”

There is a temple in the South China Sea, named leiming temple!

Aotu Shenzhou, with Buddha, has always opened the gate of heaven but passed away.

Reincarnation, re-enter leiming temple!