The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

"Ruan Hai, come soon, there is news." The voice of the village party secretary came, Ruan Hai constantly told Ruan Xingxing not to run around, Ruan Xingxing also agreed, and then saw the village party secretary. After finishing talking, Ruan Xingxing disappeared.

As soon as Ruan Hai was rushing to find someone, he heard an exclaiming voice from the intercom: "Ruan Hai, run away! Flood! What a big flood!"

At the same time, the village party secretary shouted, "Damn, an earth dam on the upper reaches the bank! Run!" The village party secretary shouted with a horn while running.

Ruan Hai was in a hurry, ran his legs and ran upstream, his wife and children were still on it!

An exclamation sound came from the intercom, and someone was shouting, "It's a landslide, you can't go up the mountain, run back! Ah ... the water is coming!"

The rest is the sound of water, and then there is nothing.

At that moment, Ruan Hai only felt that his mind was blank, and the whole person was stupid. All he knew was running, running over and finding them. This was his only thought.

At this time the two soldiers ran over, grabbed him, called him, but he could hear nothing. Just to run, the last two soldiers had to knock him out, and ran up to the nearby mountains.

The picture turns again, Ruan Hai kneeling by the river alone, with sadness in his eyes, standing next to the village secretary. The village secretary, smoking a dry cigarette, said, "Hazi, don't be sad, the living person should bear the hope of the person who has left, can't you let the mother and daughter look at you below and be unhappy?"

Ruan Hai was silent.

"Water Lotus has been buried, she walked very peacefully. But unfortunately, Xiao Xing's child was not found ..." Speaking of which, the village secretary also cried, muttering: "What a good child ..."

Ruan Hai still didn't speak.

The village party secretary continued: "Haizi, I know you are uncomfortable, in fact, I am also uncomfortable, but I will live if I am uncomfortable."

Ruan Hai bowed her head, and then said, "If I was not used to the stars that day, and I would n’t let them both, there would be no such thing. It's all my fault ... they all left, I I couldn't see any hope of living. I was panicked ... "

"Hope?" The village secretary was lost in thought.

Ruan Hai bowed her head and said nothing, her eyes were full of death.

The village secretary patted Ruan Hai's shoulder and said, "I have heard that someone was washed away dozens of miles in the flood, and eventually survived."

"Huh?" Ruan Hai suddenly looked up, looking at the village secretary with a look of hope.

The village secretary nodded firmly, "I'm telling the truth, the water is ruthless, but there are many variables. Most people's bodies have been found, but the stars have not been found. Maybe she is still alive."

"Alive?" Ruan Hai's eyes brightened.

The village secretary laughed, "Maybe I'm still alive. If I were you, I would try hard to find it, in case I found it?"

As a result, his voice fell. Ruan Hai suddenly got up and rushed into the river. The village secretary was startled. She was about to stop, but she saw that Ruan Hai was swimming! Then a fierce man got in ...

I do n’t know if it ’s a coincidence, or it ’s true. When Ruan Hai came out again, he was holding a red scarf wrapped in mud!

"Secretary, this is Xiaoxing's!" Ruan Hai shouted excitedly.

"Yes, it's Xiaoxing's. Ruan Hai, live well, look for it, there is always hope." The village secretary laughed, got up and knocked on the pot of cigarettes, and went back to the village. He knew that Ruan Hai could not die before Xiaoxing was found.

However, what made the village party secretary unexpectedly is that Ruan Hai found the red scarf. Although he was happy, he started to mute the next day. No one knows why he is dumb. In short, no matter who talks to him, he will nod, and he will promise, just not to speak.

Gradually, everyone rumored that Ruan Hai became dumb because he was too sad ...

The picture turns again. Twenty years since spring and autumn. In the past twenty years, apart from working almost every day, Ruan Hai went to the Dongjiang River on time in the morning, middle, and evening to make a bowl of Ruan Xingxing's favorite meal. Pour into the river, and then search Dongjiang over and over again, looking for that almost non-existent hope. He started to paint, and he got better and better; he began to send out flyers, and he sent more and more, but he never wrote, and did not let others write on it ...

Founder saw this scene and sighed, he finally understood everything. Ruan Hai can speak, but he feels guilty that he promised Ruan Xingxing that the Ruan Xingxing and He Shuilian left, so he stopped talking; he deliberately did not write because he was afraid, he was afraid to write too much, others understood and really went Help him find it, but it caused bad news; he searched for a period of 20 years, and it can be said that he had searched it all, but he was still searching for the hope that was almost non-existent ... But what I have to say is that , This is also his only hope! This is a painful man who lives in hope but is almost desperate!

Thinking of this, Founder put away a dream Huangliang Shentong, turned and left. For Ruan Hai, Founder didn't know how to help him and bring him back to life? Obviously impossible, give him a real and cruel reality? That's tantamount to sending him on the road! Twenty years of fetters, twenty years of hope, once they collapse ...

"Master, where are you going?" The red child saw the Founder go out and hurried after him.

Ouyang Fenghua followed closely behind. After the Founder thought about it, he told Ruan Hai about the two. After listening, the red baby was silent and Ouyang Fenghua cried.

The red child said, "Master, can we not touch this fool in the future?"

Huh!

Fang Zheng and Ouyang Fenghua gave him a shudder.

Founder is okay, Ouyang Fenghua clutched her hands in pain, and complained, "Are you hitting your head with iron?"

Founder: "It's harder than iron."

Ouyang Fenghua nodded, and then said, "Mage, do you want to help him?"

Founder nodded. "Yes, I don't know where to start."

"I think what he needs is hope, more hope ..." Ouyang Fenghua said.

The red child said, "Hope? What if there is more hope? The greater the hope, the more the truth emerges, that is despair."

This is also a headache for Founder. The three people talked for a long time and did not say one or two or three.

Eventually, Founder came to the abbot's room again, and said what he knew to Zen Master Xia Guang, and then said in distress: "Master, the poor monk wants to help him, but he doesn't know where to start."

Master Xia Guang smiled and said, "Only in this mountain."

Fang Zheng froze, staring at Master Xia Guang, Master Xia Guang, smiling, "Who are you?"

"Monk." Founder said subconsciously.

Master Xia Guang nodded and said, "Yeah, you are a monk, put down Red Dust, a monk, you put yourself in Red Dust, your eyes are covered by Red Dust, how do you see everything clearly?"