The young monk prepared a guest room for us, and the two of us stayed there. Xiaogang couldn't cheer up all the time. No matter how I tried to persuade him, he didn't want to say a word. Because my illness was not cured yet.
, and I didn’t sleep much in the past few nights, so I fell asleep quickly. Just when I was drifting off, Xiaogang suddenly pushed me awake!
I asked: "What? You haven't slept yet?" Xiaogang said nervously: "Chenzi, she's here again..." As soon as I heard Xiaogang say this, I knew it was the female ghost who had come, so I had to be smart.
I sat up, and sure enough, I vaguely heard the female ghost singing the song "Ten Sighs". I signaled Xiaogang not to go out. I got dressed and went to the temple, and saw Master Kongwen also coming out.
, maybe he also heard the singing of the female ghost. After seeing me, he said to me: "Originally... people outside my country should not care about this matter, but if you find me, it proves that we are destined. The so-called Buddha
How can I not save someone who is destined to be with me?" I saw that Master Kongwen wanted to help us, so I immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Thank you, Master." Kongwen helped me up and said, "Okay,
Let’s go out and see her together.”
Master Kongwen and I opened the door of the temple, and saw the female ghost floating back and forth at the door, singing the song "Ten Sighs" non-stop. Her expression was very sad. Master Kongwen
He said to me: "Can you see her?" I nodded, and Master Kongwen continued: "I saw at the first glance that you have yin and yang eyes, which are somewhat similar to the 'heavenly eyes' in our Buddhism.
The ability to penetrate the Nine Netherworlds. However, your Yin and Yang Eyes are still short-lived and their functions cannot be fully utilized. As you grow older, you will see more real things."
At this time, when the female ghost saw us walking out, she stopped and stopped wandering back and forth. Her originally miserable expression immediately turned ferocious, her eyes revealed a fierce light, and she stretched out two dark ghost claws, like a corpse.
It flew straight towards the two of us like a zombie! I was so shocked that I stepped back repeatedly. Master Kongwen was not moved. His expression was calm. When he put his palms together, he recited the Buddha's name: "Nan... Wu... Ah...
...Mi...Tuo...Buddha..." Master Kongwen's voice was extremely loud, and every word was as solemn as ringing a bell. The female ghost was obviously affected by this voice. I saw her figure being struck by Kongwen.
The master's Buddha chant was as loud as its reflection in the water, rising and falling in the ripples of the water, as if it might disappear at any time. But I don't know why, but I suddenly didn't want to see this female ghost being raped.
The old monk was shaken to his core. It seemed that just as Master Nakong Wen said, there was a long history between her and Xiaogang, and there must be something in it that was constantly being cut and confused.
The female ghost was obviously severely injured and did not dare to step forward. With a face full of resentment, she asked quietly: "Old monk, you are a monk and believer in Buddhism. The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, and humans and ghosts are all living beings, that is,
Although they are all equal, why do you still want to help them deal with me?" Master Kongwen said: "The female donor... killing is not the fundamental solution to the problem. Originally, the poor monk did not want to care about this matter, but since we
Being able to meet each other proves that we are destined. If you have any difficulties, just tell the old monk, if I can do it, I will definitely help you escape from the sea of suffering."
Alas! The female ghost sighed, and then began to tell her life experience in a sad voice: "I was born in a poor family. My mother got cold and died when I was very young. I have followed my father since I was a child.
They traveled around the world together, making a living by performing on the streets and singing in restaurants, and suffered countless bullying...
"Xiao Hong! Let's go upstairs with dad. It seems that there are a lot of customers in this restaurant. If we meet a few kind-hearted people who give us a few small coins, dinner will be settled." Xiao Hong followed her father to the restaurant.
Walking up, I happened to meet Liu Er, the waiter in the restaurant.
When Liu Er saw their father and daughter, he was stunned for a moment and said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Uncle Zhang, why are you here again? Didn't I tell you not to come again last time? You are making things difficult for me." Zhang.
Bo said, "Liu Er, I can't help it. It's been too cold these past two days. No one has been outside to listen to our father and daughter singing songs. We haven't eaten for two days." Liu Er sighed and said, "Shopkeeper.
I told you that your father and daughter are wearing too dirty clothes and I won’t allow you and your daughter to come here to sing."
Uncle Zhang was wearing a green cloth coat. Although it was full of patches, it was not dirty. The erhu on his hand was also very worn, but it was also spotless. Xiaohong then stepped forward and said: "Liu
Second brother, although our family is poor, we are not dirty. We rely on our own ability to make a living. Since dad doesn’t let us sing here, let’s go and try somewhere else.” Although Xiaohong is very thin, she wears
She was wearing a thick cloth, which made her very uncomfortable, but it still couldn't block her pure and beautiful face.
Xiaohong's father, Uncle Zhang, is a teacher. He has read poetry and books since he was a child, and is full of Buddhist scriptures. However, in these troubled times, a full body of knowledge is not as good as a coolie with a lot of strength. Fortunately, Uncle Zhang also knows music, so he can
Playing the erhu, and singing and singing on the street every day with Xiaohong Ma can also earn a few small amounts of money to support the family.
After Xiaohong became sensible, Uncle Zhang started asking her to read, write, and sing ditties. What about Xiaohong? She was also very smart. She could do whatever she was taught. By the time she was a teenager, she could recite poems correctly and speak them well! Especially ditties.
She is a very good singer, and she often goes out to sing with her parents. Occasionally she sings a verse, which usually wins applause from the audience. Although the family of three lives a miserable life, they are also happy. As the saying goes, good times don't last forever, and good flowers don't always bloom.
, Xiaohong’s mother contracted a cold and passed away when she was six years old, leaving only the father and daughter dependent on each other.
Uncle Zhang let out a long sigh and said, "You're a scholar with no use at all! It's useless because you're going to suffer with me. Okay, let's go!" Liu Er suddenly shouted: "Uncle Zhang, wait a minute." Uncle Zhang turned around.
Asked: "What?" Liu Er thought for a while and said: "Uncle Zhang, if the shopkeeper is not here today, why don't you go up and sing first? In fact, I am also willing to listen to Miss Xiaohong singing a little song, but I also work for others.
It doesn’t count.”
Uncle Zhang said gratefully: "Thank you." He took Xiaohong's hand and came to the second floor of the restaurant. This Ke Laixiang Restaurant is the largest restaurant in the city, and only dignitaries can come here to eat.
, or some wealthy merchants, landlords, old money, etc. Uncle Zhang thought to himself, if he could find a generous owner who could give him a few oceans at a time, he wouldn't have to worry about it this winter.
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