Chapter 118 Buddha, please protect your little fox (30)
Wuan and the abbot chatted outside the Buddhist temple for a long time, until it was almost dusk and the moonlight gradually enveloped the entire Putuo Temple.
Abbot Jingkong lowered his head and stared at the ground, as if he had aged a dozen years in an instant.
Wuan, who was standing next to him, had eyes swollen like walnuts and dried tear stains on his face.
They were both silent, so quiet that they could hear the birds flapping their wings on the branches of the Putuo tree.
After a while, the abbot sighed deeply and rolled the Buddhist beads with his fingertips, looking hesitant and sad.
He tilted his head, his dark eyes fell on Wu An's face.
"Do you really want to go?"
Wu An nodded without hesitation, his eyes flushed red, full of seriousness.
The abbot withdrew his gaze, pursed his lips and said nothing.
He watched Wuan grow up. He was handsome and gentle, and was an honest and kind person. He usually liked to pick flowers, grow grass, and make delicious cakes.
Little monks like this are most popular among girls. The abbot was afraid that Wuan would be abducted, so he kept instilling in him the idea that women down the mountain were like tigers.
Unfortunately, despite being on guard day and night, Wuan still fell in love with worldly things.
"Have you really thought it through? Even if Miss Ye Ranqing is still alive, with your frail body, how can you travel to such a distant and dangerous borderland?"
Wu An looked at the abbot, nodded slowly, and said in a firm voice
"I can."
The abbot choked and almost vomited blood.
He stared at Wuan for a long time before he let out a sigh of helplessness.
"Never mind, never mind. If you want to go, go ahead."
He waved his hands and his body suddenly slumped down.
Wuan just stood there without reacting.
The abbot sighed softly, turned his head to look at him, and said in feigned anger
"Why don't you leave yet? Are you reluctant to leave me?"
Wu An pursed his lips, not daring to look the abbot in the eye. "I want to return to secular life."
"What?!"
The abbot roared in anger, not even daring to believe his ears.
"Say that again?!"
Wu An looked away and repeated solemnly
"I want to return to secular life."
"You, you, you!" The abbot was so angry that he jumped up from the ground, pointing at Wuan angrily, and couldn't even speak clearly.
"Are you crazy?"
Wu An shook his head. Because he had been crying for too long, there was a subtle hoarseness in his voice.
"Abbot, I am very rational..."
In these years, he had never had such a moment when he knew deeply what he wanted.
Buddha said that practicing Taoism requires abandoning distracting thoughts, avoiding anger, ignorance, love, hate, pleasure and satisfaction.
But as soon as he closed his eyes, the scene of that night came to his mind.
Miss Ye Ranqing's eyes were red, and her body was thin and fragile, as if she would be blown away by the wind in the next second.
When she came down the mountain, she said
"Young Master Wuan, when I return safely from the battlefield, you will return to secular life and marry me."
How did he answer at that time?
"No, I am a monk."
"Miss Ye, please don't talk nonsense. I have always regarded you as a friend."
But... Wu An soothed his chest. The intense heartbeat was a more honest answer than what he could say.
The abbot was so enraged by his shocking words that he raised his Zen staff, his arm trembling in the air, but he never brought it down.
Bang!
Wu An knelt on the ground without hesitation, his back straight, and spoke loudly word by word.
"Wu An is unfilial and has indulged in worldly desires. I feel guilty towards you and the Buddhist disciples. Wu An voluntarily returns to secular life and will never again enter Buddhism!"
After saying that, he closed his eyes and slammed his forehead down hard.
The expected pain did not come, but instead a warm and soft touch covered my forehead.
The abbot looked at him angrily, feeling bitter and sad.
It would have been fine if Wuan hadn't mentioned the Buddhist disciple, but he got even angrier when he did.
The poison in the Buddha's disciples is even deeper than that in Wu'an.
Wuan is just an ordinary little monk in Putuo Temple, but as a Buddhist, he is born under the protection of Buddha's light. His duty is to save all living beings until they achieve enlightenment.
Once you are tempted, your connection with Buddha will be severed and you will suffer divine punishment.
The abbot sighed deeply, took back his hand that was protecting Wuan's forehead, pinched his aching eyebrows, and spoke very slowly.
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