Rebirth of the Giants: The Return of the Devil's Daughter

The civil strife in Iraq came and ended quickly. The Iraqi government captured the leader of the armed rebels and several important leaders of the organization. Currently, they are further cleaning up the rebels, and it will not end anytime soon.

Xu Chenyu's apostle mission was also successfully completed because of Yi's shocking change. Under Xu Xianghu's support, they have been hiding in the base area.

However, even Yi's ban could not stop Si Yiyan from leaving.

Si Yiyan did not return to the capital of country Z, but went to a place.

——Nepal!

——The birthplace of Buddhism!

The prayer flags are floating, the pagodas are everywhere, and the Sanskrit singing is endless!

Si Yiyan walked slowly up the slightly damp stone brick steps towards the ancient Buddhist temple above the steps.

Along the stone path, through the incense hall, there is a simple Bodhi in the backyard, which is quiet and beautiful.

Si Yiyan!

You came all the way from hell, with a butcher knife in your hand, blood on your body, and killing evil, why are you standing here in the end?

——Whoever realizes the big dream first, I know it all my life!

"Benefactor, why did you come here with your body full of slaughter?" The eminent monk in a gray robe sat cross-legged quietly, unmoved, his body seemed to be covered with a layer of ancient dust, simple and deep.

The peaceful voice is like a Sanskrit sound.

When Si Yiyan came, he didn't even open his eyes.

Si Yiyan knelt and sat on the yellow brocade mat facing the eminent monk, folded his hands and put them on his chest: "I have doubts, please ask the eminent monk to clarify my doubts."

The eminent monk remained motionless: "The poor monk remembers that he once explained the destiny for you twice, the first time was when you were five years old, and the second time was when you were young."

The eminent monk closed his eyes and counted the rosary beads in his hand. Since Si Yiyan appeared until now, he has never opened his eyes.

"Yes!"

Si Yiyan answered with a slight bow.

The first time, when she was five years old, the master gave her the fate that she was doomed to be lonely and irresistible for the rest of her life.

The second time, when he returned to country Z, he ran into this master, and he gave him two kits, one red and one white.

The red kit reads: life and death are boundless, hell has no return!

The white kit reads: Standing alone, I will die alone forever!

"You are the reincarnated Buddha, reincarnated in the third life, you can cultivate the right fruit, the Buddha's way is 108 kalpas, you have practiced 107 kalpas, the last kalpa is a suffering kalpa, you can't get over it, you should let go of love and desire. Love and desire are defiled. The Tao can be seen. "

"You're a beauty with a dry bone, don't you realize it?"

The voice of the eminent monk is like thunder, which is thought-provoking.

Si Yiyan said in a low voice: "When you see a beauty, it is a foolish act to dig out your eyes in fear of being tempted. Because the heart is the protagonist who is tempted. If the heart is not enlightened, it will be hard to get rid of it."

What the eyes see is beauty!

The heart is deceived, and it is difficult to detach.

The eminent monk opened his eyes with a slight sigh: "Now, do you have the answer?"

Red and white tips.

The white one is one cycle!

The Buddha said that in samsara, if the heart moves, it will be thousands of years.Since I can no longer feel the feeling of heartbeat, my heart is as calm as eye water, it is better to cut off the thread of love and surrender to my Buddha.

The red one is doomed!

Buddha said, love and desire.Those who do not know the Way.People are intertwined with love and desire.Heart turbidity.So I don't see the way.

"Naturally." From the moment he met Wen Xinya, he was the Asura Butcher Knife, falling into the blood forever: "The Buddha said, looking back five hundred times in the previous life, only in exchange for passing by in this life, I am willing to sacrifice thousands of times Looking back, I will change my life and death in this life." He paused, and then continued after a while: "I wish to practice hard for three generations, 107 kalpas of merit and virtue, and exchange for life and death, and fall into hell forever, and escape from nowhere."

The Buddha is practice, the devil is the heart demon!

Those who are demons will fall into hell and never come out!

Wen Xinya is the demon under his doom!

The eminent monk's eyebrows moved slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Do you know that among the 108 kalpas of the Buddha, only the kalpa of love is the most bitter?"

From love comes sorrow, from love comes terror!

At this time, he was deeply trapped in the fear of love, unable to extricate himself.

Si Yiyan replied: "Life is meant to be suffering in this life, and to cultivate in the next life."

In the previous life, he died alone, it was suffering!

In this life, he will eventually reach consummation, Nai Le!

"It's difficult for a doctor to heal a dying person, and it's also difficult for a Buddha to save a person who has no destiny. If you cut off your Buddha's relationship, you will be tortured in hell from now on." The eminent monk closed his eyes slowly without moving his brows: "Go, you My buddha fate is over!"

Si Yiyan knelt and sat still: "Believers have doubts, please ask the eminent monk to give advice!"

Before, he was called a Buddhist disciple.

Today, he is just a believer.

The eminent monk said in a low voice: "The killing has not disappeared, the blood has not disappeared, whoever wakes up the big dream first, I know myself in my life, the Buddha said, when a righteous person practices evil methods, the evil methods are also righteous, and when an evil person practices righteous methods, the righteous methods are also evil. Everything is created by you! Do it yourself!"

Who knows how to live a big dream, I know myself in my life.

Life is like a big dream. What you have done, right or wrong, good or evil, only you know.

Si Yiyan bowed and bowed in a low voice: "Thank you, master, for clearing my confusion."

Interfering in Iran's internal affairs privately and causing massacres is like blood on his hands. This has violated his usual way of doing things.

The eminent monk closed his eyes and remained silent.

All around fell into silence.

It seems that the years have passed since ancient times.

The room is so dark that it is difficult for sunlight to come in. There is only a butter lamp, which is like a bean, guiding all living beings.

Si Yiyan sat quietly for a while, as time passed, he didn't seem to notice it.

It wasn't until the twilight moved westward that the room became completely dark, then he opened his eyes, stood up slowly, saluted the eminent monk silently, turned and left step by step.

The eminent monk, who had kept his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

The silent gray eyes were dark and dull, but they were filled with the wisdom accumulated after seeing through the world of mortals.

One step, reincarnation!

One step, hell.

One step, no return!

He is walking a path of no return.

Moreover, he was walking without hesitation.

Si Yiyan left the small courtyard, passing tourists occasionally.

When he stood at the bottom of the temple mountain, he looked at the mountain, the stupa gradually disappeared, and the Sanskrit sounds continued.

He slowly took out his mobile phone and turned it on. The phone's incoming call information showed that there were more than 30 missed calls and more than 20 messages, all of which were sent by Wen Xinya.

There was a civil war in Yi, and she must have been terrified!

Si Yiyan read her messages one by one.

It's the same to report good news but not bad news, she wants to make him feel at ease.

In fact, nothing about her can escape his eyes.

Mr. Wen was in a coma, and the Wen family couple turned against each other and bit each other. She came forward to preside over the overall situation of the Wen Group, including Mr. Wen's waking up. He knew about it!

"The peace talisman has been embroidered, when will you come back?"

The last message was at nine o'clock this morning.

Si Yiyan smiled: "It's been three months, it's time to go home!"

He suddenly looked forward to what the peace talisman she embroidered with acacia (silk) would look like.