There are indeed many Bodhisattvas in the Buddhist scriptures, and many of them have strange names. For example, in the first chapter of the Lotus Sutra that Lu Zhengkang often read, many Bodhisattva names appear.
Among them, there are familiar ones, such as Manjushri Bodhisattva and Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva; some are nice and elegant, such as Baoyue Bodhisattva and Moonlight Bodhisattva; some are handsome and cool, such as Infinite Power Bodhisattva and Transverse Three Realms Bodhisattva; but there are also some that make people laugh, such as
The Powerful Bodhisattva, and the Never-Resting Bodhisattva. Lu Zhengkang is particularly suspicious that these weird names are just filling the numbers.
As for the dharma title he gave himself, Lu Yuan, it was neither powerful nor solemn, but rather literary and artistic. He was personally very satisfied with it, and the monks were also able to accept it.
At this point, the farce of finding a dharma title for Lu Zhengkang has come to an end. Before these bald donkeys cause trouble next time, Lu Zhengkang has a peaceful time.
After negotiating for a while, the parents of the little girl Sun Lizhai finally agreed to send her to Yigu Nunnery to practice. However, it would have to be after the New Year, when the bhikshuni nuns from the nunnery would come to other monasteries and take away the abandoned girls.
Sun Lizhai picked him up.
She herself did not express an opinion on this, neither happy nor sad, and she did not even show her sadness about leaving home. Children of this age cannot live without their parents, but Sun Lizhai behaved as steadily as an adult.
Lu Zhengkang was still aware of her depression, but she seemed to be naturally good at hiding her emotions, or maybe the illness that had tortured her since she was born had made her young heart covered with thick armor. In short, Sun Lizhai was always innocent and happy, absolutely
He won't show any negative attitude to make people worry.
People around her said that going to Yiguan to learn some Buddhism and martial arts would be a great benefit for the little girl, and she herself seemed to have confirmed this. Others teased her and asked her if she would be afraid of being alone outside in the future, and she said she was not.
, asked her if she would miss home, she said yes, and then asked her if she would be happy to go to the nunnery, she would grin, showing her white baby teeth, and loudly reply that she was happy.
Then the audience burst into laughter.
Sun Wang’s face looked bright.
Sun Lizhai is such a well-behaved, sensible child who can bring happiness to others.
But this happiness will be short-lived.
Her upper edge beads are shrinking.
This change was very weak, but Lu Zhengkang still noticed it, because for children of her age, the upper edge beads should be enlarged.
It seems that she is getting out of touch with the world little by little, and the threads connecting her to the upper realm are getting fewer and fewer.
It is indeed a sign of premature death.
Lu Zhengkang was silent.
Just watch her laughter, her learning words, her bright eyes, and the hope for the future deep in her eyes in silence.
Time passed by in a hurry, and soon the scorching summer heat dissipated along with the increasingly low-pitched chirping of cicadas on the branches.
Autumn begins in August, and it’s time for weaving to be active. There are loud chirping of insects everywhere in the fields and forests.
Sun Lizhai was particularly happy. She asked her parents for some money and went to the town's weaver to buy some rough insect catching nets.
She wanted to catch the most beautiful cricket and give it to Lu Zhengkang, but such a net was barely enough.
It is not difficult to catch weeds. This kind of small insect is active in the fields and can be seen everywhere, but it is not easy to find good weeds. As the saying goes, "When the king of insects comes out, it will be quiet for hundreds of miles." You must go to those places where everything is silent and only smell insects.
Wherever there is a buzz, it is possible to find cherished fabrics.
The day before her departure, she excitedly told Lu Zhengkang that she would ask her father to take her to look for crickets. In the little girl's simple narration, her father was a well-rounded man. If there were any major events at home, she would be the one to take care of them.
Her father set out to do it, and he often had the means and ability. In Jianchuan Town, her father Sun Zhengdao was also highly praised. As a father, I am afraid that no child would dislike such a person.
At least in Sun Lizhai's mind, her father was an omnipotent person.
"I'm going to catch the weeds. I'll see you again in a few days." The little girl waved to Lu Zhengkang very implicitly and left with Sun Wang.
She just stepped into the cold autumn wind and walked on the earth. This dark soil was pregnant with the golden breath of harvest, and every step Sun Lizhai took, there seemed to be golden sparks between the rise and fall. This was the yellow wheat field.
The color is the color of the heavy ears of rice, the color of the withered leaves, the color of the sunset, and the color of the vitality of all things harvested by God.
But she is like a wisteria that blooms in spring and never fades.
Lu Zhengkang is still sitting on his couch, as if he is rooted here, but his green branches extend to all sides.
No matter how far Sun Lizhai walked, he could still see her.
Sun Zhengdao took his daughter to a swamp next to Jianchuan Town and caught a sixth-grade Captain "Purple Teeth Lilac" in the bushes. As the saying goes, "Dark purple teeth are as thick as ink, and they can bite autumn insects."
"People are eclipsed." Such a weaver is enough for the owner to dominate among children. Usually, if someone catches the captain, he will definitely brag about his good fortune.
But Sun Lizhai was not satisfied and did not offer it to Lu Zhengkang.
In her eyes, Qi Liupin is not worthy of Lu Yuan Bodhisattva.
The girl longs to catch an exotic Weaver King.
But she didn't dare to express this wish, just because everyone knew how rare the Insect King was, almost a legend.
No one would believe that a five-year-old child has the ability to catch a bug king, just like no one wants to believe that the sky will collapse, the sea will dry up, and the stars will go out.
People who long for miracles often do not believe that there are so many miracles in the world.
Sun Lizhai believed it.
She hid this hope in her smile and remained calm.
But such desire will eventually manifest itself, at least in the eyes of Mrs. Sun, her little daughter has been a little distracted recently.
"Chachai, are you afraid that you won't be able to return home after going to the nunnery to practice?"
She shook her head.
"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
She hurriedly said that she was very fine.
But Mrs. Sun Wang was even more worried.
This mother always feels that her child is leaving her, and a senseless panic has been haunting her recently. Some nights, she will dream that she is riding a boat, and her daughter Li Chai is floating on the moonlit lake.
He called his mother, but he couldn't bring the boat close to the child. He was still far away from her, and until she jumped into the water, this nightmare would be interrupted.
When Sun Wang woke up with a start, she felt layers of cold sweat on her back, and couldn't help but feel the chill in her bones.
She didn't want her eyes to leave Sun Lizhai, and she would stare at her day and night. She thought that as long as she kept looking at the child, she could hold the thread tightly in her hand, so that Li Chai, whose life was like a paper kite, would not die.
Lost in the cloudy wind.
However, the most worrying thing still happened.
One evening, she walked out of the kitchen carrying dishes, but she didn't see the little figure at the table.