Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 335 This is love
"My Buddha is merciful, benefactor Lin, you have lost your mind."

The abbot of Linshan Temple put his palms together and said to Lin Zuo.

"The image of me, the image of a person, the image of living beings, the image of a lifespan... I don't know which image I have."

Lin Zuo thought about the Buddhist scriptures he had read these days while traveling with his wife and daughter, and asked.

"Personality."

"What is human appearance?"

"The one who realizes the heart."

Lin Zuo frowned when he heard this answer.

"May the abbot explain it to me in detail?"

While Lin Zuo was asking, he took the checkbook, wrote down a number and handed it over.

The abbot remained motionless, as if he was not confused by foreign objects.

On the other hand, the little novice at the side took a step forward and picked up the check, glanced at it, and said, "Amitabha."

These words seemed to wake up the abbot, and he said: "The world-honored one said: adjust the body, forget my body suddenly, relax the limbs, take good care of it, add needles and moxa slightly, then you will know that there is me, so the proof will reveal me. body."

Lin Zuo frowned. He couldn't understand what the abbot opposite said.

After the abbot finished speaking, Lin Zuo frowned and asked, "Can you make it more common?"

The abbot opened his squinted eyes a little, stared at Lin Zuo for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.

"What the World Honored One means is that when you are bathing in the sun, your body is comfortable and your limbs are relaxed, someone suddenly pricks you with a needle.

"When you are in pain, at the moment of pain, you are not experiencing it as a third party or a bystander, you will feel 'I hurt', and the me in it is my face."

"I see... Abbot, what I want to ask is about people." Lin Zuo said.

The abbot squinted his eyes and smiled, and said: "At the moment of pain, you recognized 'I', and realized that 'I' was stabbed.

"This consciousness of 'self-existence' is the human form."

Lin Zuo frowned, thought for a moment, and roughly distinguished the difference between the two.

My self-portrait only realizes "I hurt", while the person's self-portrait has realized that it is "I" that hurts, and this is the difference between the two.

And he feels that he has become a different "I" like a reborn person, which is the expression of human appearance.

"Are you photographed?"

Lin Zuo murmured, lost in thought.

The little novice took a step forward, as if he wanted to say something.

The abbot, who had been squinting his eyes, suddenly reached out to stop him, not letting him interrupt Lin Zuo's thinking.

"The benefactor wants to take another step and find the Tathagata?"

When Lin Zuo came out of his meditation, the abbot suddenly asked.

"Find the Tathagata?" Lin Zuo asked doubtfully.

"All appearances are illusory. If you see that all appearances are not appearances, you will see the Tathagata." The abbot said with a smile, "The almsgiver has a predestined relationship with my Buddha."

Lin Zuo was stunned for a moment, but there was a sense of ridicule in his heart.

"Getting the abbot to solve the confusion is already very rewarding, and the kid will not have such delusional thoughts."

Lin Zuo refused with a smile, and glanced at the check that the little novice had received in his hand.

The abbot was stunned for a moment, glanced at the check in the eyes of the little novice, and suddenly said with a smile: "If the benefactor is willing to enter our temple, the money..."

Lin Zuo didn't wait for him to finish, he had already stood up and saluted: "My son, wife and daughter are still offering incense outside, so don't bother me."

After he finished speaking, he left in a hurry without giving the abbot a chance to speak again.

"Abbot, the man behind is a rich man, why don't you let me drive him away?" The little novice asked puzzledly when he saw Lin Zuo leaving.

"Qianqianqian, I think you have fallen into Qian's eyes." The abbot laughed and cursed, and then said, "Please invite the next benefactor."

"Get the decree."

The little novice left happily, leaving only the abbot behind him shaking his head and smiling wryly.

Lin Zuo, who left the Zen room, quickly found his wife and daughter, and took them away from Linshan Temple.

After leaving Linshan Temple, the family of three continued to travel by car, and when they encountered Taoist temples from time to time, Lin Zuo would go to visit the Taoist priests and eminent monks, and try to solve their doubts from them.

So they went south all the way, going around for more than a month, because their daughter had to go to school, they flew back to Jincheng again.

After returning home, Lin Zuo, who had nothing to do, except to accompany his wife and daughter, was thinking about this "person and self" day and night.

He began to examine himself constantly, looking for changes in his xinxing.

There was even a period of time when he believed that his state was selected into a state of psychological "emotional isolation".

The so-called emotional isolation refers to a symptom of self-isolation of emotions, which is more common after the soul has been greatly impacted.

But he has no such problem.

The cold-bloodedness seemed to come in an instant.

Even though he really wanted to be by his wife and daughter's side, that sense of strangeness was still everywhere.

And Wang Ruyuan, who has a delicate mind, has already discovered all this.

But being kind, she didn't put any pressure on Lin Zuo, and just accompanied him silently.

After three years like this, through Lin Zuo's continuous self-excavation, he found many existences that proved his identity as a reborn human.

For example, he likes to turn his pen, which is a habit he never had before.

Also, he likes to watch the passage of life, is indifferent to emotional communication, and likes to study strange things.

Everything made him feel that there was another self.

And after he realized all this, he began to hypnotize himself non-stop, trying to make the other me completely awaken.

Then, on his daughter's 16th birthday, he suddenly woke up.

"Lin Zuo, what's wrong with you?"

After the banquet, Wang Ruyuan asked Lin Zuo who was sitting in the study and meditating.

"Lin Zuo..."

"Lin Zuo" sighed, as if saying a stranger's name.

This really frightened Wang Ruyuan, but "Lin Zuo" soon returned to normal.

"Maybe I'm a little tired, Yuanyuan."

As he spoke, he stood up and stepped forward to hug Wang Ruyuan.

Wang Ruyuan put her head on her husband's chest, listening to the strong heartbeat, but always felt that her husband had become different.

It was indeed different, Lin Zuo at this time had become Voldemort.

He has awakened, got rid of the shackles of the fantasy world, and recovered all his memories.

As long as he wanted, he could leave this seemingly infinitely real illusion at any time.

But he didn't do that. Instead, he liberated more of Lin Zuo's memories from the memory world, allowing him to enjoy this rare and warm world.

This made Voldemort feel a different life, and gave him a better understanding of humanity and love.

In this way, time moved forward like flowing water, and he passed 60 years in this world in a blink of an eye.

The former beloved wife is already lying on the hospital bed in old age.

Voldemort stood by as Lin Zuo, silently listening to her talk about their past.

It was obvious that they had experienced it together, but it still gave him a rather fresh feeling when his dying wife said these things.

Just looking at his beloved wife's dying eyes, Voldemort felt pain in his heart.

"Is this...is love?"

Voldemort murmured, reaching out to caress his wife's wrinkled cheek.

The intermittent beeping sound on the instrument finally turned into a long and steady sound.

Wang Ruyuan closed her eyes in happiness, and a tear slowly fell from the corner of Voldemort's eye.

For the first time in his life, this mighty Dark Lord felt the existence of love so truly.

(End of this chapter)