Nan Chan

how many years ago.

A small boat.The real Buddha sits in front, and Jinglin stands behind.The boat passes through the lotus pond, gently dragging out the meandering water patterns.The water mist filled the air, and Jing Lin caught the milky white mist with his palm, and when he raised his head and lowered his head, he couldn't tell whether he was in the sky or on the water.

The real Buddha sat upright and smiled, reciting scriptures in a low and low voice among the interlaced lotus shadows.

Jing Lin was only eight years old, and half of the cassock she was wrapped in was at her feet.He grasped the mist with his hands, and the mist scattered between his fingers, like a dream.

"What is Tao?" Jing Lin's palm was wet, he squeezed it uncomfortably, and innocently put his hands behind his back and looked at the real Buddha, "My lord, what is Tao?"

"It's the fog in your palm." The True Buddha replied, "It's the flowers in front of your eyes."

Jing Lin said: "That's something I can't catch, I don't want it."

The true Buddha touched the water with his finger down, and said: "The great way is invisible, if you don't want it, it will come to you."

Jing Lin's eyes were moistened by the mist, black and bright.The fingers on his back intertwined, and he said stubbornly: "...I don't want it."

The True Buddha smiled and said, "All right."

Jing Lin asked again: "If I go with you, am I also a monk? Can I no longer eat meat?"

The real Buddha looked at him and said, "Yes."

Jing Lin feels that his eyes are kind, and he seems to have a lot to say, but he always cherishes words like gold, as if it is enough to just look at Jing Lin from a distance through the fog and mountains.

Jing Lin was not afraid, he puffed up his chest and said with all his might, "But I, I want to eat meat..."

True Buddha said: "You are the difference in the world."

Jing Lin bowed his head and said, "I am a human being."

The real Buddha turned his head and looked at the vastness of the water, and the egrets and cranes were startled.The sky suddenly darkened, the wind blew through violently, and a huge shadow was cast on the water, swimming with trembling majesty.

The Buddha said: "Look at this day."

Jing Lin raised his head, and the clouds and mist were blown away by the strong wind.He opened his eyes wide, and the majestic figure was reflected in the clear pupils, and the huge monster made him even slightly open his mouth.

"It's a dragon." Jing Lin couldn't help laughing, he raised his arms, and the unfitting sleeve robe was blown away by the wind.He seems to be under this giant shadow, and following the wind, he is also soaring in the boundless sky.

"You have to learn to be a human being." The true Buddha said, "He also has to learn to be a human being. Desires are fleeting but eternal things. Jing Lin, you see him roaming the sky, you will Desires will be born. You will eventually follow your heart and embark on a bumpy road. You are all variables in this world, and in the future you will understand that 'wanting' itself is suffering."

Jing Lin chased two steps on the boat, and watched Canglong disappear unsteadily.He still raised his head, but asked, "What is suffering?"

"It's the taste of people." The Buddha replied.

"Has the venerable also experienced suffering?" Jing Lin asked curiously.

The real Buddha closed his eyes and did not answer, and the boat continued to move forward. He sat in the staggered sky and water like this, as if everything was inviolable, as if he wanted nothing to do.But when he opened his eyes, the gray was faint, revealing all kinds of confusion and pain.

"I..." The True Buddha paused in a daze.

A koi plopped out of the water, messing up the ripples.He sat down to the end of the pool that day, and didn't answer Jinglin's question again.

"I am heaven and earth."

The trace was shattered, and Jing Lin knelt down under the seat with his hands tied."This is a joke," he said.

The real Buddha sits high on the seat, with the usual face of Lord Jiutian, and when he props his head up, he can see Jinglin's past with one eye.He smiled and said, "Where do you come from, and where are you going. As a father, you know."

"You know where I come from." Jing Lin raised his head instantly, "You are not the Venerable."

"I am." True Buddha's eyes were black and gray, compassion and coldness coexisted on one face.He is like a mixture of black and white, even every smile is completely different.

"You have stood in the world for thousands of years." Jing Lin said, "Have you ever tasted pain?"

"I live when I close my eyes, and people die when I open them. The life and death of everything in the world is within my fingertips. I can see the past and future of the world with one eye, and see the future of the world with the other eye. No one can hide from me. I The mouth is the pain of the world. I have tasted the pain, and I know far more than you."

"If you are heaven and earth." Jing Lin said, "Why support me?"

The true Buddha's black eyes were indifferent, but the gray eyes were slowly closed.He stared at Jing Lin with one eye, and said in a ruthless tone: "I never wanted to raise you, you are the most damned thing in this world. Your sword edge has been a catastrophe since you were born, you can kill people, and you can also kill gods. "He said, but his gray eyes trembled again, guilt melted in it, and his voice became gentle, "This is lying to you, I should have taken good care of you. Jing Lin, Jing Lin."

Jing Lin noticed the strangeness and said, "Are you..."

The black eyes showed coldness suddenly, and the True Buddha laughed strangely. He laughed louder and said, "I am your father."

"You are Lord Jiutian." Jing Lin frowned.

"No." True Buddha's gray eyes closed again, he leaned down, and said cruelly amidst the pearl shaking, "I said, I am your father."

Jing Lin suddenly turned pale.

The real Buddha stroked Jinglin's eyebrows and eyes with his fingers, and said happily: "You are the son of God's birth, a child born of desire. You are so similar to your mother. She has avoided you many times, but you have nothing to do. Perceived. Beloved Jinglin, you were born to be a father's sword. I have contributed a lot to your growth so far. My son, my son, all of you brothers, I only love and respect you."

Jing Lin struggled violently, the Sanskrit words were bright, and there were only two people confronting each other in this empty hall.Jing Lin felt his blood cool down, his mind went blank for a moment, and suddenly he lowered his head and choked on blood.

"I once went to Kyoto in clothed clothes." True Buddha withdrew his hand coldly and looked down at Jing Lin, "It's April, and the sky is full of flowers, and the river is full of red sleeves. Your mother lured me into the world of mortals by carrying flowers and branches barefoot. So there was you, her divine body is noble, she shouldn't have inherited common things, but it's ridiculous that she couldn't let go, and insisted on giving birth to you. She gave birth to you, and she knew the difference between you, and the disasters in the world all came from you."

Jing Lin's forehead was pressed against the smooth floor, and he said hoarsely: "Nonsense!"

"You have a sword in your heart, it is a lonely life." The real Buddha raised his foot and rolled down Jinglin's shoulder, and said in a cold voice, "The lotus of compassion in your palm is what was given to you by your father. You are born in this world, and you will be there all the time. Don’t remind me of the crime of falling into lust anymore. You are the one who hinders my great cause by distracting my desires. You are born to kill my father! It was a waste of my love and nurturing, and you are not grateful!”

The True Buddha suddenly stepped on Jing Lin's shoulder blades, causing Jing Lin to knock his head on his feet.His black eyes are indulgent and willful, but also cunning and obscure.

"Damn you. Damn you!"

Jing Lin's forehead hit the ground, and his back was under tremendous force, even his knees were trembling.

"Do you know how you survived?" The real Buddha bowed his head and said grimly, "The two love objects of the Buddha beads, you eat them, this is my life! You should die cleanly, but she insists on saving you Once——she not only crossed you, she also crossed that dragon. For you, she would turn against me, and she exchanged the prayer beads for her life. This woman should die! I should be her God. She tempted me like that, but betrayed me like this. You say, isn't it your fault?"

Jing Lin's back was in severe pain, his forehead was cut open, and messy bright red was rubbed on the ground.He seemed to be confused, and he didn't say a word.

The real Buddha got pleasure from Jing Lin's forbearance, he stepped on it harder and harder, watching Jing Lin's choking blood that couldn't overflow.The True Buddha kicked Jinglin angrily, and he raised his finger to press down the endless gravity.

The chains on Jing Lin's body "cracked" loudly, and his elbows hit the ground heavily, and the shoulders that had been stepped down were still straightened up.This gravity was like a mountain, and it was about to crush him to the ground, but he swallowed the blood in his throat, and the ground he supported was dripping with sweat and blood.

"You have lived an ugly life in this life." The real Buddha walked around Jinglin and said, "Kill your father, kill your feet, kill countless people, and put your desire on a dragon."

He turned over Jing Lin with his toes.

"I thought you were born out of desire and could become the killer of heaven and earth, but unexpectedly you would rather have sex with a dragon. It is the most shameless to indulge in lust, and it is a big mistake to neglect love. What are you? You are not human, and you are not Another sword. You have become a waste, even if I want to feel pity now, I can't find a reason."

The chain suddenly pulled up, and the real Buddha pulled up Jinglin.

"Your only purpose now is to make a name. I summon the three worlds to interrogate you, a father-killing monster. From then on, monuments will be erected all over the world to write your notoriety. You deserve to die under the eyes of everyone."

Jing Lin had scratches on the backs of his hands, he couldn't hide the blood gushing, his body was in a state of embarrassment, and he was no longer Lord Linsong who lived in the clouds.

"Your mother is dead." True Buddha tightened the chain sadly, "Who can save you this time?"

Jing Lin couldn't breathe, but kicked up suddenly, and then the Sanskrit chain between his wrists dragged around the neck of the real Buddha.As soon as the true Buddha bent, he was twisted and thrown to the ground by Jing Lin. Jing Lin twisted the chain tightly, and both parties wanted to kill each other.

The real Buddha showed pain, and Jinglin hissed, "I was born without a father!"

The true Buddha's face turned red from being twisted, and Jing Lin panted, feeling that a certain tension in his body had collapsed, madness and ruthlessness went hand in hand.His fingertips were shaking, he quickly pressed the head to the ground, and asked harshly, "Where is Cang Ji?"

The True Buddha choked in his throat, pawing his throat and remaining silent.

Jing Lin dragged someone down and slammed him down. He was on the verge of losing control and asked, "Who is my mother?"

The True Buddha remained silent as before, when suddenly there was a heavy pounding sound in the empty hall.Blood oozes between Jing Lin's teeth, at this moment he is like a wolf, like a jackal, like all the evils in this world.

The real Buddha suddenly braced himself, and the pain on his face turned into madness instantly. He laughed and said to Jing Lin: "You were born without a father? Look at you at this moment, you are clearly me! Your eyes are no more Once, you were evil, you were the source of all murderous desires!"

Jing Lin loosened his wrists, and the real Buddha stood behind him in the blink of an eye.

"Your deep-seated violence has broken the dike, your desire to kill is vigorous, your way has collapsed, and you are not even worthy of being a god." The true Buddha bowed his ears and mocked, "My son, have you not recognized what you are? ? Look at you, what is Mr. Linsong?"

But Jing Lin looked back suddenly, as if it was all an illusion just now, he stared at the real Buddha, and said steadily: "You are not the real Buddha, you are the Lord of Nine Heavens."

The gray eyes opened, and the real Buddha seemed to want to smile.The next moment, he was pushed back abruptly, becoming irritable and cold.

Lord Jiutian slapped his palm and said irritably, "Shut up! I am a true Buddha!"

Jing Lin tilted his head to spit blood, and said with a sneer, "I already understand what you are."