That day, I limped back to Wufeng Nunnery. I was exhausted and exhausted. The moment I collapsed in front of the nunnery, I passed out and slept like this in a hazy state for two days.
When I woke up, the clear soup and rice served by Pingguang was more fragrant than the delicacies from the mountains and seas. He poured the three sea bowls in full to offer sacrifices to the five internal organs temple.
Lying on the bed, thinking about what I had experienced in the past two days, I realized that "the bamboo path leads to a secluded place, the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees. The light of the mountain is pleasing to the birds, and the shadow of the pond is in the heart of the heart: thousands of clusters here are silent, except for the sound of bells and chimes."
What a wonderful life!
Creak!
The door opened, and I knew it was Pingguang without looking and listening to the heavy footsteps. She opened the kettle on the stove, added some charcoal to the stove, poured some hot water into the basin, soaked the cloth, and made it white.
The mist rose up, and he handed it to me and said, "Here, wipe your face."
"Thank you." I took the towel politely. On the day I fainted, it was thanks to Pingguang who carried me back to the room and begged the host. After waking up, I kept explaining that I encountered a scum who was robbing me, and then asked the host to protect my daughter's home.
If you are innocent, you must not tell the truth.
"Jingyun, Master Huici may be gone soon." Pingguang took the slightly cool cloth and said to me with a worried look on his face.
"What! Weren't you fine the past few days?" I sat up.
"Junior sister went to her room to clean up this morning. When she opened the door, the stench filled the sky. She had pulled it on the bed for the past two days. Also, there were blood-stained handkerchiefs on the floor. She must have vomited." Ping Guang sighed, thinking for himself.
I covered her with the quilt and continued: "The junior sisters cleaned her up, and she stopped eating. No one paid attention to her, and no one wanted to go to her room."
"Let me go and have a look!" After saying that, he lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed to visit. Pingguang stopped him and said, "Take care of yourself first! What if your leg is injured like this and you don't heal and become a cripple? Your mother has seen her.
You don’t have to cry to death. Jingyun, people die every year in this nunnery. If Huici goes, maybe it will also be a relief for her."
"But!..." I wanted to refute feebly, but suddenly I felt that Huici might just choose to follow her own path. Her abilities are limited, and maybe it might help her but also hurt her.
"Didn't I say that when you look at things, you have to be empty, empty!" She knocked on my head three times in a row. I yelled in protest and tickled playfully, but uneasiness arose in my heart, and I looked deeply in the direction of Huici's room.
After taking a look, he sighed deeply in his heart.