Dimensionality Reduction! Two-dimensional!

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Through the bamboo forest is the backyard of Liangyi's family.

He wanted to go around to the front door and knock.

Araya Soren watched the young man's back, sighed slightly, said no more, just continued to chant scriptures on the spot.

He's done it so many times, more times than he can remember.

What he is reciting now is not the fundamental classic of Tiantai sect, nor other Mahayana scriptures, but a very common rebirth mantra.

Rebirth mantra, full name: pull out all karmic obstacles to be reborn in the Pure Land Dharani, also known as the rebirth in the Pure Land mantra, is an important mantra of the Pure Land sect of Buddhism.

This mantra can eliminate four felony crimes, five rebellious crimes, and ten kinds of evil karma, even the sin of defaming Mahayana scriptures.

And when an eminent monk whose fruit status is close to the realm of a great bodhisattva recites this mantra sincerely, the blessings will be unimaginable.

"Namo Amitabha Ye, Duo Taka Duo Ye..."

Araya Soren suddenly stopped talking, and looked ahead solemnly.

Countless raindrops hit his bald head, and hit the bamboo forest, rustling, and a few earthworms comfortably arched out of the soil.

He looked at it for a long time, and didn't know what he was looking at, but his face gradually softened, as if he had solved some problem in meditation...

getting softer...

A blush gradually appeared on the face...

eh eh?

Master, are you okay?

I have to go to the hospital if I have a cold, it's useless to squat here!The tip of the bamboo leaf can't cure the cold!

The great virtuous monk of Tiantai Sect had a strange look on his face, a little ashamed and embarrassed.

Suddenly, he slapped his bald head suddenly: "I remembered!"

Immediately, he solemnly stood up again, and chant sutras together: "Duo Di Ye he..."

……

You fucking forgot the scriptures!

Oh shit, so when the Buddha was lecturing on the scriptures in Lingshan, he suddenly smiled and smiled. Is it because he got stuck while talking?

Very likely!

The monks in the Tang Dynasty were beaten down to the mortal world, maybe because they saw it——Tathagata, Tathagata, forgot the words when he lectured!

Like him, Venerable Kasyapa could see it, and also smiled with Tathagata...

I can't help laughing.

………………

The two ceremonies stood in the rain, and the bamboo forest in the rain was very good.

She remembered a long time ago when she was listening to the rain with her brother, she liked the words he said the most: "Don't listen to the sound of Chuanlin beating leaves, why not scream and walk slowly..."

Let's walk slowly...

Good job, Mr. Dongpo!

I didn't see it before, the old driver of the literary giant in the Song Dynasty, no wonder he was demoted to Huangzhou-use Huang to rule Huang.

Speaking of it, I remember that there was a place in Liao Kingdom in the Northern Song Dynasty.

In the first year of Liao Kaitai, Nanjing Youdu Mansion was changed to Yanjing Xijin Mansion...

Analyze Tianjin Mansion...

Tsk tsk tsk, scary, really scary, fucking scary.

Sometimes I think to myself, am I too dirty?

Is it because the beginning of the new book is too serious, is it because I can't hold back now?

Off topic off topic off topic!

"...A misty rain, Ren Pingsheng."

The girl stood in the bamboo grove stupidly, the rain soaked her whole body, and the clothes stuck tightly to her skin, thus truly showing the girl's proud figure.

Very proud, no girl of her age is as poor as her...

Because it is rare, so proud.

He caressed the bamboo here, cold, hard, smooth...a cylinder.

Her vision began to blur and her pupils began to dilate.

His expression started to crumble.

Hei Tongqian also held a black umbrella and looked at her in surprise: "Shi! What are you doing!"

The red coat on the girl's body seemed to be stained red with blood.

Red is bright, red is coquettish.

Liang Yi raised her head slightly, her hair covering her broken expression like a female ghost.

His body staggered as if he was drunk, and walked towards him.

It was like a walking corpse.

The last sliver of clarity in her has been swallowed up by the emptiness in her heart.

She decides to kill him.

"Hurry up and go home in such a heavy rain, isn't it right next to you, really, what if you get sick?"

Ganya-kun, the good old man, was still rambling, because his vision was blurred in the rainy day, and some rainwater fell on his glasses, so he didn't notice the strange expression of the two rituals.

When a cold light appeared in the corner of his eye, it was too late for him to step back.

A short knife.

The light of the blade sent chill and blood in the air.

This dagger accompanied her for ten years.

The name is cold and unpredictable.

This dagger has always been by her side, day and night.

Now, this dagger is broken.

Kuroto Mikiya's expression ranged from doubt to shock and then to fear.

His reflex nerves have only started to work now, the coldness still remains on his pores, and the shuddering breath makes him unable to help but fall into the muddy water.

The black umbrella thrown aside was picked up by someone.

Araya Zonglian looked at him softly: "Good teacher, the person you want to meet has also been met, this is not a good place, you should leave quickly!"

As he spoke, he covered his head with an umbrella.

In the darkness in front of him, he suddenly heard a deep drink, and he woke up with a jerk.

He rubbed his eyes in a daze, looking at the familiar surroundings, this was his home, his bedroom.

There was no sign of getting wet on his body, and he was dry and refreshed, and the pitch-black umbrella was hung on the balcony well.

Hei Tongqian also laughed at himself: "It turned out to be a dream..."

"Do it! Do it! Come out, your sister finally came back once, what are you hiding in the bedroom?"

This is my mother's voice.

There was also the hum of dissatisfaction from his sister Heitong Huahua from outside.

Hei Tongqian also stood up and opened the window, squinting at the wind and rain outside, feeling lost.

He always felt that just now, he seemed to have lost something very precious.

………………

"who are you?"

The two rituals squinted at the monk.

Just now, he broke his own dagger with one finger, and then wiped out Hei Tonggan with a wave of his sleeve.

A monk with an ordinary face and an ordinary breath stood in front of her, wearing a rag cassock, a pair of straw sandals, covered in mud and water, but only his clothes were covered in mud, and his skin was spotless.

He looked at the two rituals without any expression.

It's just that there is a hint of apology in those Buddha eyes.

"I have killed you countless times in the past, I have killed you countless times now, and I will continue to kill you in the future, Amitabha, all sins, all sins, all belong to me!"

Araya Zonglian sighed sadly, because the guilt in her heart could no longer be washed away by the splashing rain, and also because Tiandi felt this guilt, this sourness, which made Tian want to cry.

So the wind and rain blew up, and the thunder was furious.

"This is your fate, and it is also my fate."

Liang Yi frowned slightly, her intuition couldn't beat this person.

If you can't beat it, the wind will blow you up.

Her response is quick.

But someone moved faster than her.

Araya Zonglian frowned slightly, his unmoving Buddha heart was a little restless, but his palm was slowly but firmly stretched out to her.

At this moment, a voice filled with infinite chill and thunder exploded above their heads.

"The sword is my life..."

In the bamboo forest, a terrifying sword intent descended from the sky.

"...What is fate!"

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