The spring breeze and I are both passers-by, and you carry the autumn water to embrace the stars.
(Single chapter on May 20)
"A long time ago, I hoped to meet a girl as beautiful as lilac."
The monk washed the blood on his hands. He helped the butcher kill ten more pigs today.
The monk's dharma name is Nian Sheng.
No one knows what his real name is. When the master picked him up, he only had a piece of rag wrapped in him.
So he always had only one Dharma name called Nian Sheng.
Niansheng grew up day by day, and he began to long for the world under the mountain.
Sometimes pilgrims who came to stay would bring some story books, and he would borrow them to read.
Nian Sheng liked the love story between the scholar and the lady very much, so he also began to become curious about love.
But the master wouldn't let him go out. The master said that the outside world would mess up his mind.
The master passed away three years ago.
Although Nian Sheng was sad, he actually had a hint of joy, which made him feel very ashamed.
However, Nian Sheng finally left the temple and saw the outside world clearly with his own eyes for the first time.
But the mountain is not as exciting as in the storybook. There are many scholars, but most of the ladies live in high attics.
Almost all those who can go out are already married.
Nian Sheng was very disappointed, and then he fainted by the river from hunger.
When he woke up he found himself lying on an old bed.
The person who saved him was a very young widow who was very good-looking, as all widows seemed to be good-looking.
My husband died on the battlefield a few years ago.
There is only one child left, named Douding, who is three or four years old.
The widow lived a very difficult life. She made a living by washing clothes for wealthy families, but she happened to meet Nian Sheng, who was on the verge of death.
Niansheng was very grateful to the widow, but he had nothing, so he stayed.
The widow found a job for him, but the wages were too little.
One day after work, Nian Sheng passed by the butcher's shop.
The butcher was killing the pig, and the screams were very loud. Nian Sheng couldn't bear it, so he stepped forward to stop him.
But the butcher told him: "If I kill this pig, my whole family will be able to live. Is it wrong for people to want to live?"
Nian Sheng thought for a while and realized that there was nothing wrong with wanting to live, so Nian Sheng helped the butcher kill the pig.
The butcher hired Nian Sheng, and the important thing was that he gave him a lot of wages, enough to support the widow and her children.
Three years later, Nian Sheng counted how many pigs he had killed every day, and later he lost count.
But his ability to kill pigs is getting better and better, and his knives are swinging faster and faster.
Nowadays, many people like to watch Nian Sheng kill pigs, just like watching a beautiful piece of art.
Later, an old man also watched Niansheng killing pigs. As he watched, he suddenly broke through the realm and went straight from the Tongyou realm to Dongxuan.
As a result, there were more and more rumors, and many people knew that there was a monk in Zhao State who killed pigs very quickly, so he should also kill people very quickly.
But no one knows that monks never kill anyone.
When Nian Sheng returned to the widow's house, the food was already on the table.
Since he started killing pigs for the butcher, the family's life has been getting better and better. They can eat meat every day, but Niansheng only eats vegetables every day.
The widow said that you have killed so many pigs, why do you need to keep the rules and regulations?
Nian Sheng shook his head and said: "Killing a pig can keep many people alive, so killing a pig is a good thing, but eating it is not."
After dinner, the widow made the bed. The house was too small, so Nian Sheng kept making the bed on the floor.
At night, Niansheng was lying on the ground, and the moonlight outside filtered in through the cracks in the window.
"I'm leaving." Nian Sheng said suddenly.
"Okay." The widow turned her back to him: "When?"
"Tomorrow." Nian Sheng replied.
The widow's voice was a little more choked up: "Have you told the boss?"
"I said it." Nian Sheng put his hands behind his head: "Don't you ask me where I'm going?"
The widow still turned her back to him: "Will you stay if I ask?"
"No." Nian Sheng said.
"I've known for a long time that you don't belong here, nor do you belong to me." The widow's shoulders trembled slightly.
Nian Sheng took out his hand from under his head again and said, "Then go to sleep."
After breakfast the next morning, Niansheng went out carrying his baggage.
Little Douding, who is over six years old, is squatting at the door and playing with stones.
Seeing Niansheng going out, he hurriedly ran over and hugged his legs and shouted: "Brother Niansheng, when will you come back today? Can you bring me a candy man? The little monkey and the others all ate it yesterday, but I didn't."
"After speaking, he looked at Nian Sheng eagerly.
Nian Sheng bent down and touched Xiao Douding's head: "Go shopping with your mother, brother is leaving."
"Okay~" Xiao Douding said aggrievedly: "Then when will you come back?"
Niansheng said: "I won't come back."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Xiao Douding was stunned for a moment and rushed into the house: "Mom! Mother! Brother Nian Sheng said he won't come back!"
The widow was clearing away the dishes. She saw Little Douding crying and ignored him, lowering her head and continuing to clean up.
Suddenly, he accidentally dropped the bowl on the ground.
The moment the bowl broke, unstoppable sadness suddenly poured out of her heart. The widow hugged Little Douding and cried loudly.
I rushed out of the house, but there was no trace of the monk anywhere. The world seemed empty, leaving only an old earth-yellow road and dust blown up by the breeze.
Far away, Niansheng was walking on the old road, saying: "A long time ago, I hoped to meet a girl who was as beautiful as a lilac."
After saying that, he smiled casually and walked away.