The Word of Heaven

Chapter 335 Black, White and Gray

Chapter 335 Black, White and Gray

The next day the sky was gloomy and it rained heavily.

Above Qingling, the glazed tiles of Tianlian Temple were crackling as the rain hit them. The original bright yellow color was stained with a layer of gray, making them no longer clear.

The late spring cold snap that came with the rainstorm made the pear trees that had bloomed early look miserable. The flowers fell to the ground and turned into mud. You could faintly hear the cats hiding from the rain crying.

The sky was filled with dense clouds again, and there was no sign of a break in the sky, yet it was raining so heavily, whereas it was sunny yesterday.

For a moment, from the county town in the Southern Qi court to the common people in the streets, everyone subconsciously believed that the Buddha worshipped by Qi was crying for joy because of the abdication of the White Emperor. How could they be disgusted by this sudden heavy rain?
The people in the capital of Qi were extremely happy. Many practitioners rushed into the pouring rain to dance. Those nobles who were dissolute and romantic by nature even picked up their zithers and called the opera troupe they kept in their mansions to compose music for the occasion.

The whole city was in a carnival, and the hot atmosphere could not be extinguished even by the rain.

On the Qingling Tomb outside the city, the monks in Tianlian Temple were relatively quiet, but judging from the scriptures they often recited incorrectly, they were obviously excited about this.

The monk Wuque, who was in his meditation room and refused to see visitors, knew very well why people were so excited.

No matter who the new monarch of the Qin Dynasty is, he cannot be more powerful than the White Emperor, and will certainly be far inferior to him.

Moreover, after the new emperor comes to the throne, the power of the Qin State will inevitably be redistributed. The turmoil caused by this process is enough to bring a new turning point to the current Qi State.

The little monk thought about these things and looked at the endless rain outside the window, and the emotion between his brows became increasingly heavy.

He began to believe, or rather doubt, whether his existence was for today.

The State of Qi, or rather the State of Qi that believed in Zen Buddhism, wanted to get back to the table in this drastic change. The best way was to welcome a new emperor.

Then he is the most suitable choice.

Monk Wuque stayed in a daze for a long time, and then at the moment he forgot what time it was, he picked up his umbrella and left the Zen room.

The little monk was a little awkward in climbing over walls and moving forward holding his breath.

These were the things he had learned while wandering the world before the summer festival that year. Inevitably, they had been neglected a lot in recent years, but when he picked them up again today, they didn't seem too unfamiliar.

Following the scent left by Gu Zhuo, it didn't take him too long to see the villa.

After hesitating for a moment, the young monk did not choose to enter through the main gate, but decided to climb over the wall.

Then, the moment he landed and turned around, he found Gu Zhuo standing under the rain corridor, looking at him with a cup of hot tea.

The picture is somewhat strange.

The monk Wuque was not embarrassed either. He held up his umbrella, tapped the rockery in the garden with his toes several times, and then flew into the corridor.

The rain poured in, leaving conspicuous marks on the wooden floor.

"You may not believe it, but actually someone in Wuyou Mountain had a crush on me." The little monk closed his umbrella, shook off the rain on it, and said with a smug look, "But he was chased away by my elders."

Gu Zhuo has always been objective in this regard and said, "It's hard for someone like you not to be noticed."

"Of course, after all, even you are no exception~"

The monk Wugui was somewhat proud, and walked forward by himself, saying, "Oh, let me tell you, the man who came to see me in Wuyou Mountain was very strange. He had a shovel on his back, and his face was dark. At first glance, I thought he was a farmer. I never thought he was a big shot in Wuyou Mountain."

"I know the person you're talking about."

"what?"

Gu Zhuo said casually: "This man's name is Jin Cancan, Qiuzhi's master, who once assassinated me in Wangjing."

The Wuque monk was stunned and wondered how he should respond to this.

Gu Zhuo didn't make it difficult for him. He handed the hot tea to him and asked, "Have you thought about it?"

The Immaculate Monk took the tea, drank it slowly, and breathed a sigh of relief with a satisfied look on his face.

"Of course." The little monk raised his eyebrows and said, "How else can I come and get you a meal?"

Gu Zhuo thought about it and said, "I think it's okay."

The monk Wugui asked angrily, "You are not a vegetarian, do you want me to break my vows?"

"The wine and meat passed through the intestines, but remained in the heart of the Buddha."

Gu Zhuo walked deeper into the courtyard and said lazily, "What's more, not only do you have the Buddha in your heart, but you can also become the Buddha in your body."

Monk Wuque was speechless, but he felt that these words were quite Zen and of a high level.

The two walked to the waterside pavilion deep in the courtyard.

Perhaps because of what happened yesterday, Pei Jinge did not show up.

Outside the eaves of the waterside pavilion, raindrops bring withered petals into the pond.

The monk Wuque did not go to appreciate the scenery, his eyes were only focused on Gu Zhuo.

"Before making a final decision, I have something I must ask you clearly."

"it is good."

Gu Zhuo's voice is very gentle, like a good teacher and a good friend.

The Immortal Monk was not used to him being like this, and couldn't help but frowning, and said, "Can't you use the same tone as before?"

Gu Zhuo was quiet for a moment and asked, "Haven't you discovered it yet?"

The Immortal Monk was somewhat bewildered and asked, "What did you find?"

"You don't nag like you used to."

Gu Zhuo looked at him calmly and said, "Of course I can still be who I was before, but what does that mean to you?"

The Immaculate Monk remained silent.

Gu Zhuo said: "Ask."

The Immortal Monk said, "Is there no other way to extinguish that trace of Zen thought?"

Gu Zhuo stated objectively: "As long as this ray of Zen exists, there will always be someone like you. A thousand years ago it was the Emperor Wu of Southern Qi, hundreds of years ago it was someone else, and this year it is you."

Monk Wugui fell silent again and asked, "Zen Buddhism originated from the Buddha, nearly ten thousand years ago. Why can the trace of Zen left behind at that time continue to this day?"

He was not used to saying such things because they were too formal, and also because Gu Zhuo was his friend.

"Reincarnation."

Gu Zhuo said calmly: "And this may not be the Buddha's personal wish."

There was more to the words, and Wuque monk could naturally hear it - that was the unremitting efforts of the entire Zen Buddhism.

"so……"

The little monk bit his lip, and his tone became more complicated: "Can I interpret the kindness that the elders showed me in the past as... all related to this ray of Zen thought?"

Gu Zhuo looked at him and said, "That is indeed the case, but not entirely. I don't think your elders know about the existence of this Zen thought."

"why?"

“Because I didn’t see it at first.”

This reason was extremely powerful and the monk Wuque agreed with it very much.

Gu Zhuo said: "For your elders, they only need to discover people like you and let you enter the Zen sect instead of the Taoist sect. That's enough. In the end, someone who knows the existence of this inheritance will make the decision."

It's that simple.

The more secretive the inheritance is, the more we should not complicate things in order to ensure that the inheritance continues.

Zen Buddhism and Taoism have been fighting for nearly ten thousand years. The Zen thought left by the Buddha is undoubtedly one of the most important reliances. In order to hide, this is the only way.

"That should be my last question."

After taking a deep breath, the Immortal Monk looked up at Gu Zhuo and asked seriously, "Did you kill that person?"

"I mean... before you came to Yuangou Temple to find me."

His voice became extremely low and suppressed: "Does the bloody incident that happened by the Yunmeng Lake have anything to do with you?"

Gu Zhuo hummed.

The Immaculate Monk had already guessed this was the truth, but when the answer appeared before him, he was still unable to control his shocked emotions and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Not knowing how much time had passed, he looked into Gu Zhuo's eyes. Countless words flew through his mind, but in the end only two words remained.

"Feel sorry."

Gu Zhuo understood.

The Immaculate Monk said earnestly: "I am very grateful for your kindness to me, but I can't find the reason to accept it."

Gu Zhuo said no more.

The Immaculate Monk looked him in the eye and continued, "This decision is entirely based on my personal will."

Gu Zhuo understood the fact emphasized in this sentence. He felt a little regretful, but not regretful. The Immaculate Monk turned around and walked out of the waterside pavilion.

The sound followed his footsteps.

"I know that those fellow disciples who died in your hands that day probably brought it upon themselves, but no matter what, they are still my fellow disciples. I cannot ignore this fact and choose to accept your kindness."

The little monk said self-deprecatingly: "I forgot how long ago it was, someone told me that there is no right or wrong in this world higher than one's position, but I was extremely dismissive of this, always thinking that everything is unclear."

Listening to these words, Gu Zhuo suddenly recalled what the Queen told the people of the world on the day of the summer festival, that the world should not be entirely gray, and that there should be room for black and white.

How easy is it?

No, it's not just not easy, it's probably one of the hardest things in the world.

"Goodbye."

The Immaculate Monk picked up his umbrella and just before stepping into the rain, he repeated, "I hope we can meet again happily."

Gu Zhuo said goodbye and watched him go.

The pouring rain was still falling, trickling down from the eaves, indistinguishable from a waterfall.

There is no peace in the waterside pavilion, the koi in the pond dare not show their heads, but the whole world seems to be plunged into another kind of tranquility.

Until Pei Jinge arrived.

"Why didn't you tell the little monk that it was those monks who attacked you first?" Her voice was filled with displeasure: "Those bald asses came with the intention of killing people, so they deserved to die."

Gu Zhuo didn't say anything.

Pei Jinge frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't tell me what the meaning of this is. If you want to talk about black and white, right and wrong, then you should just lay out the facts."

"It's really hard to tell what's right, I don't deny that."

She deadpanned, "But what's wrong is something you can always tell at a glance."

How could Gu Zhuo not understand this truth?
Precisely because he understood, he said nothing and wanted to leave the Immaculate Monk with a clear conscience.

Pei Jinge understood his thoughts, and the anger between her brows suddenly dissipated, and she smiled brightly at the corners of her lips.

"If you can't save your dignity, I'll go talk to the monk."

"…Why do you have to do this?"

Gu Zhuo sighed helplessly.

Pei Jinge said sarcastically: "But I just don't like the way you are clingy when doing things."

Gu Zhuo glanced at her and corrected her, saying, "The real stickiness is when you want to say something but stop."

Pei Jinge thought about it and found that this sentence made more sense, so he admitted his mistake straightforwardly.

Then she asked, "Where are you going to go after you recover from your injury?"

Gu Zhuo asked, "Is this important to you?"

"Or else?"

Pei Jinge said naturally, "Just like you said the other day, I am not fit to go back to the capital now. If I put His Majesty the Emperor in a dilemma, I would be homeless. I can only find something interesting to do for myself, and this happens to be what you are best at."

……

……

The speculation was correct. Gu Zhuo left Xuandu not only to meet the Buddha.

He did not pretend to hide anything and simply chatted with Pei Jinge about the affairs of the Tiandao Sect.

At this point, Pei Jinge finally understood why Yu Sheng did not travel with Gu Zhuo and wanted to stay in Xuandu.

If something changes in Xuandu, there are only a handful of practitioners in the world today who are qualified to suppress that group of sages, and Yu Sheng is undoubtedly the best person at doing this - Gu Zhuo naturally would not say these words.

"Where are you going to start?"

Pei Jinge's eyes were exceptionally bright, and he did not hide his interest in this.

Gu Zhuo said honestly: "I don't know."

Pei Jinge didn't want to talk anymore.

Gu Zhuo looked at her and suddenly smiled.

Pei Jinge frowned and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Gu Zhuo didn't say anything, thinking that he couldn't say that you are quite cute like this, what's the difference between that and teasing?
"So I'm going to figure out one other thing first."

He asked, "What did Yingxu and Xi Lixuan do in the depths of the wilderness back then?"

Pei Jinge's brows relaxed slightly, thinking that although this matter was not as moving as the so-called heaven, it was still interesting.

Just then, she recalled something.

"If nothing unexpected happens, Wang Jingshuo should have received your handwritten letter."

"Better so."

"It sounds like you've factored these things in."

"It's just going with the flow."

Gu Zhuo answered very casually.

Pei Jinge was too lazy to say anything else. He walked to the edge of the waterside pavilion and reached out to catch the first spring rain in the world.

The rain mixed with chill is very refreshing and can calm your mind.

Gu Zhuo looked at her and suddenly asked, "Now that you have completely let go of the past, do you feel a little relieved?"

Pei Jinge didn't look back and said, "What about you?"

Gu Zhuo said: "I miss the first three years of my life at Changzhou Academy."

Pei Jinge heard this and thought that at that time he wouldn't have to worry about the future, wouldn't have to worry about his identity being exposed to the public, and he could enjoy the admiring gazes of the boys and girls, and the courtesy of the teachers in the academy.

Those were indeed extremely beautiful and happy times worth remembering.

"But I'm not you."

She scooped up the rainwater with both hands and gently rubbed her cheeks, saying with regret: "But I can't make things go this far. Maybe it's because the free world in my heart is not as clear and lofty as yours?"

After saying this, Pei Jinge turned around and walked in front of Gu Zhuo.

Only a few feet apart, the two looked at each other silently.

Until one moment Pei Jinge raised his eyebrows and did something quite provocative.

She put her rain-soaked hand on Gu Zhuo's cheek and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Are you cold?"

Gu Zhuo was puzzled and said, "Not bad."

"What if I tell you another secret? Actually..."

Pei Jinge tilted his head slightly, and stroked his face with his fingertips with interest, saying with a smile: "I am the ancestor you are looking for."

After the words fell, Gu Zhuo was stunned.

His body was enveloped by an intense chill, as if he were in a land of ice and snow, frozen to the bone.

He frowned and stared at Pei Jinge who had not stopped yet, his expression already heavy.

This sentence came too suddenly, without any sign, and was completely beyond his calculation.

The waterside pavilion was dead silent.

The rain froze into ice, making a tinkling sound like pearls falling on a jade plate.

Gu Zhuo suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why does this chill feel so familiar?

Just at this moment, Pei Jinge finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

A barbell-like laugh rang out from her mouth, echoing endlessly: "No, no, you actually believed it, can you believe this!?"

Outside the pavilion, the rain was still falling, dripping non-stop.

It seemed as if the world was also smiling at Gu Zhuo.

(End of this chapter)

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