daily life of buddhism

Before the age of 20, An Yiyuan always thought that he was an ordinary person, living in an ordinary world.But this cognition was overturned at the age of 20, which originated from a real experience of his.

It was a sunny day, and as a Taoist lover, An Yiyuan changed into a Taoist uniform—to emphasize, although he has read many fairy tales, An Yiyuan is still an atheist—wearing a camera, he went out to take pictures of the motherland. Great mountains and rivers.

It's summer vacation.

Under the trend of global warming, this summer is abnormally cooler than in previous years. Experts express their opinions, but the public doesn't care about it. Just looking at the number of tourists this year, you can know why everyone is going.

The place where An Yiyuan was walking at this time was called Jiushi Mountain, which is not a tourist area designated by the government, but it is also a good choice for outings, and there are often tourists coming and going.An Yiyuan, who only wanted to take pictures of the scenery but not the people, made a wrong step and stepped into a little-known and inaccessible path.

Well, not a single one.

Just as An Yiyuan was looking for a good location with satisfaction and was about to shoot, a blur suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

There seems to be a child... flying in the sky?

Must be an illusion.

An Yiyuan, who had come to such a conclusion, was about to continue when he saw that child fly down from the sky... Fly down...

"Brother Daoist, may I ask how to get to Qinling Road?"

"..."

World view, you can't die!

An Yiyuan's heart is Kang's hand.

He recovered quickly.

An Yiyuan has one advantage. No matter what kind of unexpected situation he encounters, he can quickly calm down and think about the solution and put it into practice. He has never done anything like screaming and questioning, which is easy to be cannon fodder in horror movies. Yes, so after an imperceptible hesitation, An Yiyuan pointed the way with a calm (face) fixed (paralyzed) face.

Ever since N friends pointed out his poor acting skills, An Yiyuan found another way. Anyway, facial paralysis is also an expression.

"Thank you brother Dao!"

Saying so, the child flew away again.

At this time, An Yiyuan had time to sort out what happened just now.

Rather than saying that the previous one was a child, it is better to say that it is a boy.

The other party looked about seven or eight years old. He was wearing a Taoist uniform, with two buns on the left and one right on his head. His image looked similar to the little Taoist boy next to the Taoist priest in the TV series, but his appearance was much higher, and his skin Fair and pink, changing clothes is a living New Year picture doll, which is very in line with the aesthetics of the older generation.

In addition, the boy stepped on a sword that he almost ignored.

Feijian?

An Yiyuan thought of a magic weapon that had a high appearance rate in Xianxia novels, and he felt a little bad, so he looked at his Taoist uniform again.

As a rich second generation who was born under the red flag, grew up in the spring breeze, had three full meals a day, and took a bath before going to bed... An Yiyuan is not short of money, and the Taoist clothing on his body is naturally quite good, which is in line with the incense in the Taoist temple. The viewers have a hard work, and there will never be any details that allow the textual research party to find out the flaws, and the quality is surprisingly high.

Could it be that the clothes are misleading?

But I have short hair.

An Yiyuan looked up at the sky.

Then, An Yiyuan saw the familiar scenery in the sky——

The boy flew back again and landed on the ground. He stared at him with big black eyes, and said in a crisp voice with a little embarrassment, "Brother Dao, are you also here to do that task? Why don't we go together!"

"..."

Eighty percent of the time, the little guy got lost.

"My name is Yan Yi, and I have a third-grade cultivation, so I won't hold you back!"

"..."

No, I will hold you back!

Finally defeated by his own curiosity, An Yiyuan said that he could go over with Yan Yi to have a look - since he didn't know the character of this boy monk who was obviously much stronger than himself, An Yiyuan cautiously did not reveal that the other party needed someone to lead the way In this case, he only said that he didn't accept the task, and that he was purely here for an outing, but it's not bad to join in the fun.

Yan Yi: "Aren't we going to fly there?"

Can't fly. An Yiyuan didn't change his face: "It's very close."

Actually half an hour.

Naturally, this journey was not silent. After exchanging names, in order to prevent Yan Yi from asking questions that could not be answered, such as cultivation sects, An Yiyuan talked with Yan Yi by making guesses, listening more and talking less. After chatting about something else, the topic naturally turned to the task the other party said.

There have been frequent disasters recently, mostly concentrated in mountains and rivers. Either this mountain collapsed, or that river stopped flowing, and there were even cases where rocks and rivers disappeared directly, causing many people to be injured or comatose. Fortunately, no one died.Most of the media's speculation is that there is a problem with the local environmental engineering. In the past, An Yiyuan also thought so, but now he knows that it was done by a monk.

According to Yan Yi, the other party seems to be looking for something, but making such noise is against the agreement, so it must be stopped.

An Yiyuan understood this setting somewhat.

"How did you know he was going to be here?"

Speaking of this, Yan Yi's small face was full of pride: "Master calculated it! My master is very good at divination!"

"I don't know who the honored master is?"

"Valent and respected grandpa!"

An Yiyuan was a little confused, "Is this... Dao name?"

"Ok!"

"..."

How can Daohao be like this? !Yun Zhongzi, Bao Puzi, and Cassia Zi are the correct style of painting, fellow daoist!An Yiyuan felt that his longing for the cultivation world was slightly shaken. What is the difference between such a dao name and a net name? !Oh, maybe there is no English Japanese Martian.

An Yiyuan asked without much hope: "What about your Taoist name?"

Yan Yi: "I didn't think about it."

"..."

Are you so capricious? !Because you didn't think about it, did you not? !Your master won't take one for you... No, don't let your master take it.

An Yiyuan, who was calm on the surface, complained cheerfully in his heart, like a refrigerator that needs internal cooling so it dissipates heat to the outside.

There is nothing wrong with this analogy.

There is still a section of the road, and the topic of safety is basically gone. With the determination of "the big deal is to delete the memory", An Yiyuan seemed to casually say: "How do you know that I am a monk?"

"You saw me!"

"???"

"When flying in the sky, ordinary people can't see us."

"..."

Is there something special about me?

In the second stage of middle school, people can't help but imagine that they are the devil who destroys the world or the warrior who saves the world, and the second stage of middle school seems to pass, but in fact it is just hidden deep in their hearts, as long as the reality is not so peaceful , will always be activated.

An Yiyuan very much hoped that Yan Yi would elaborate on the principles of seeing and not seeing, but the camouflage effect seemed to be too good, Yan Yi didn't see what An Yiyuan was thinking, and didn't intend to explain further. An Yiyuan with common sense could only say euphemistically: "You are the first monk I have met."

100% true.

"Hey, Senior An just woke up?"

Even though he didn't know what the so-called awakening meant, An Yiyuan still answered the words smoothly: "So don't call me senior, my cultivation level is low." The kind that is so low that it doesn't exist at all.

"Not necessarily, after solving the mystery of the womb, you may soon recover your previous cultivation!" Yan Yi didn't care, and didn't mean to change his name. He tilted his head and said with a smile, "When I finish this task, bring You're going to a good place."

Qinling Road has arrived.

Different from the uninhabited path just now, although it is deep in the mountain, there are still groups of tourists here. Yan Yi took out a mobile phone from his arms, "Senior An, let's add a WeChat account!"

"..."

Can the style of painting be better? !

Yan Yi left, An Yiyuan looked at the new WeChat friend on his phone, his gaze stayed on his avatar - a gossip pattern, his thoughts were in various confusions.

What a colorful day.

Not only did I know that this world is not so scientific, but I also know that I am probably not so scientific...

An Yiyuan's eyes were dead, and he turned a blind eye to the eyes that were curiously looking at him because of his clothes.

Can Newton's coffin be held up?

of course.

Newton believed in God.

Silently completing a wave of self-questioning and self-answering, An Yiyuan found a less conspicuous position and looked at Yan Yi's circle of friends.

It is filled with all kinds of spells, if he hadn't seen Yan Yi's extraordinary, An Yiyuan would have thought that he was a patient with the second stage of middle school disease, now... Mom's world is so big.

"Oh, so handsome!"

"Handsome, do you need a guide?"

"Handsome, what's your name?"

The noise was very close, An Yiyuan looked up.

Although surrounded by five girls, An Yiyuan's outstanding height allowed An Yiyuan to see who was coming.

It was a youth.

Very beautiful, handsome, very pretty young man.

Eyes like bright stars, red lips and white teeth. These descriptions can be piled on the young man. The whole person seems to be dreamed into reality, which is unreal. The morning light shines on his body, and there is a wonderful feeling... An Yiyuan thought for a long time before finally Find the right vocabulary - out of dust.

The appearance can be described as explosive.

Because of this, even though the young man is frowning impatiently, the girls are still very enthusiastic. After all, Yan is justice, and Yangou has occupied most of the world.

The young man looked indifferent and raised his right hand.

wrong!

An alarm bell rang in An Yiyuan's mind, and the clues were connected like broken threads. An Yiyuan suddenly realized that the young man might be the monk Yan Yi was looking for!The camp of youth is obviously not kind, so it seems obvious what they will do when they are surrounded by enthusiastic girls...

The point is, there are only seven people in this area now!

"Ah, aren't you that who!" Not wanting to be the fish in the pond, An Yiyuan's brain twitched, and he rushed over to hold the other's hand, with an excited expression on his face, "Please sign for me Bar!"

The author has something to say:

Yan Yi, Yi, playing Go.It would have been a common name.

Until Yan Yi discovered that there was a word called Yan Yi.