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When Yuan Qing was brushing his teeth under the eaves with a large bamboo-flavored toothpaste, he happened to see Wang Zhen coming out of the nearby temple room.

"Hey." Regardless of the toothpaste foam in his mouth, he tried his best to shake the bamboo cup in his hand, and shouted to Wang Zhen: "How, have they accepted it? Are they still used to the new toothpaste?"

"It's used!" Wang Zhen ran over joggingly, rubbed her hands with a breath of steam, and replied, "The little master had some opinions at the beginning, saying that it was a foreign object. The old master said that it is a foreign object and should be treated." I can pick it up and put it down, and I am afraid to use it because it is a foreign object. How can I be a Buddhist disciple? In this way, the two masters used the new, um, the lotus-flavored toothpaste that you specially selected, Yuan Qing. .”

"That's it," Yuan Qing gulped down the last clear water, rinsed his throat, cleared his throat, and then said, "I can't tell, this old master is quite able to accept new things, unlike someone who is stubborn Buhua——as the saying goes, if the heart does not move, everything will not move, as long as he keeps his heart in one place, even if there is a beautiful woman in his arms, what does it matter even if he is in the Asura world?"

"Um, yes, right." Wang Zhen couldn't answer, so she had to change the subject, "Yuan Qing, I'm going to pick vegetables in the garden and prepare today's breakfast. Are you coming with me, or?"

"There's nothing left or right, let's be with you!"

"Well! Then I'll get the gloves and the basket. You can wait for me here."

"Ok!"

10 minutes later, in the vegetable garden.

"Yuanqing?"

"how?"

"These dishes, as well as the two masters of the temple, really came from the previous world, billions of years ago?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?" Yuan Qing squatted in front of a piece of tender green Chinese cabbage, while rubbing a fat green worm on it with his hand, he replied without raising his head.

"No, it's just, it's just that I can't believe it." Wang Zhen frowned slightly and continued, "I don't know what to say for a while. There is a bamboo house created by your magic—but I instinctively only feel a little bit similar to the supernatural powers or traveling through different dimensions in the web articles. Deep down in my consciousness, I still think that our world has only one earth and one universe. You The three realms and six realms mentioned last night, the vast world, ten dimensions, time and space do not exist, gods, sources, Buddhas, I, I have no way to understand it personally, so, I, I-"

"Okay, okay." Yuan Qing walked up to her at some point and patted her shoulder lightly, "Don't worry, take your time. This is a slow and long process that requires you to go through countless Things, one by one to identify, summarize, realize, and improve, until you see clearly the essence of origin, time, space, and energy for yourself."

"Is it the essence? That's great!" Wang Zhen figured out something, and laughed through tears, "These days I'm here, occasionally I will encounter people who are particularly stubborn and hate my parents and Li Li. They ruined my normal life. These days, although I feel very peaceful and beautiful when I am with you in the daytime and listen to the movement around me, but when the night is quiet, I will be very, very scared. When I thought about what you said, time was almost stagnant in this pure land enchantment. Maybe, when I woke up tomorrow, my parents would have already passed away—without them, I would have no roots at all. If I am sick or encounter some accident, who will remember me after I die? Who can prove my existence? So, sometimes I will simply do all the things to be done the next day at night, and then take advantage of the daytime When you have activities, I will sleep for a while. Only in this way can I drive away the deep coldness, anxiety and fear in my heart-and these bad associations are often just a small object that evokes my memories at first. Or when chopping firewood and cooking, I suddenly felt wronged and caused bad emotions, etc. At those times, I felt that there was only me and the embarrassing memory pictures of these people who treated me badly in the world-the more I fell into it. , the more tormented my mind was that I couldn’t be stable, and then gradually an urge to destroy something arose in my body-in the first few days when I was eating fast with you, I was often afraid that I would suddenly overturn the dining table, yes You and the two masters yelled and vented my negative energy-so when I was in a particularly serious mood, I ran to the kitchen and stayed alone as soon as I finished eating. Until today, I feel much better, That’s why I dare to tell you these things, I’m afraid I won’t be able to control my emotions a few days ago. Sorry!”

"It's okay." Yuan Qing said quietly and stepped forward to hug the self-blaming girl in front of him, "I can understand what you said, because people are future Buddhas, and Buddhas are people from the past—what you have experienced I have experienced all the pain and confusion, so you don't have to worry about your negative energy hurting me. If you have any problems in the future, don't have to bear it alone, just talk to me." After finishing speaking, Yuan Qing touched The top of the girl's head, and then backed away two steps.

"Ang! Good! Thank you, thank you Yuanqing!" Wang Zhen blushed and immediately squatted down shyly to continue picking vegetables.

The next day, inside the temple, at breakfast time.

On the dining table, there is a pot of red bean porridge, a few buns stuffed with cabbage, and four small plates of pickled radish. This is the vegetarian meal this morning.

On an old long brown table, Yuan Qing and Wang Zhen sat on one side, Mo Tianyi sat on the other side of the old monk, and Yuan Qing happened to be facing Mo Tianyi.

When everyone was eating porridge quietly as before, Yuan Qing rolled his eyes, kicked Mo Tianyi's leg under the table, and shouted while kicking, "Tianyi, I told you yesterday, you should think about it." No?"

Mo Tian glared at him, but didn't reply.

"Hey you--"

"Amitabha, the benefactor, don't rush to get angry—I don't know what the benefactor said to Tianyi, so it's inconvenient to say it to the poor monk?" Seeing this, the old monk smoothed things over.

"Oh, that's the one. These days I got you some new decorations, new toothpaste, and the contents of Wang Zhen's tablet. I think you are also familiar with the appearance of this world and the level of technology. Civilization, I have a certain understanding. So, I want to take Mo Tianyi to the hospital in the outside world, that is, the medical center in your cognition, to see his heart disease. Who knows that he will change my face when he hears it. , I haven’t given a confirmation letter yet.”

"Amitabha, you are so kind." The old monk said, turning his head to look at his disciple, "Tianyi, the original benefactor had good intentions, but why are you so resistant?"

"Master! It's not that you don't know that my heart disease is caused by nature. He said that the technology in the current world is powerful. Isn't it true that the genius doctors in our original world are not so powerful? Besides, are his supernatural powers intentional? It’s not enough to show us the formula, since you can build a bamboo house and set up a barrier, why can’t you heal the disciple’s heart disease?” Mo Tian said angrily.

"This—" the old monk heard the words, his face became distressed for a moment, so he turned to Yuan Qing again, "What this little disciple said is not unreasonable. In fact, the poor monk also had similar speculations—to return to the original benefactor. Don't blame it!"

Yuan Qing looked at this and then at that, and suddenly felt that the porridge in the bowl had lost its taste in an instant, so he simply put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said seriously, "I actually hate explaining the most, but, ah, there is no way, After all, you are ordinary people—" He ignored Mo Tianyi's ocular knife and continued, "Let's put it this way, your apprentice's faults are indeed born, and they are also caused by karma in his previous life. He met me when he was young and didn't remember anything, I can make him heal instantly, but thinking about it now, it's impossible."

"This, the original benefactor, why is this—" the old monk stood up excitedly and said.

"This is because most children have psychic eyes and can see things that adults cannot see. Their consciousness is pure and white. They believe whatever I say. So, when I say I can cure them, they believe it. Once they believe it wholeheartedly, they'll be fine."

"It's so simple?" the old monk murmured.

"It's that simple. Ask your good apprentice, if he has ever believed half of what I said. I said that I have no malice towards you. I said that time in this pure land world is almost stopped. I also said that as long as he is willing to believe Me, his leg will be healed in a short time, and even you can see the source and become a Buddha, because you are part of the source, but you are temporarily fascinated by this secular world-I have said so much, you ask yourself, you How much do you believe it? Well, you Buddhists also said that saving people depends on fate. If you don’t listen to it more than three times, you can’t force it anymore—I’m saying that, if you insist on your own ideas like this, I won’t It appeared again." After Yuan Qing finished speaking, he pushed the seat and stood up, and strode outside.

"Hey! Yuan Qing! You, you wait!" Wang Zhen nodded to Mo Tianyi and the old monk, and quickly chased them out.

Inside the bamboo house.

When Wang Zhen ran in, Yuan Qing was lying on the soft quilt and venting his anger with a rogue rabbit doll—beating him while saying something like 'stinky monk, dead face'.

After watching it amusedly for a while, Wang Zhen said, "Didn't you say that everything has an animism? How dare you bully it like this?"

"Plants have spirits, why don't you eat them anyway? Although these plants have spirits, they have no revenge, that is, the three hearts of greed, hatred and ignorance. Besides, I am a god now, and an unenlightened little spirit like it dares to take revenge on me !?"

"Yuanqing, you have the heart of a child. You usually look very stable, but when you meet the little master, you explode! Look at you just now scared the old master! Your face is pale!"

"Hmph! That's what he deserves! Whoever makes the good disciple he teaches knows to be against me! It's fine if I didn't curse him!"

"Oh! As a god, you can still curse people!"

"What's wrong with this! There are tens of millions of people, and the source is the same! After cultivating the original source, those who build a whirling world out of boredom to preach and save sentient beings are considered good. It’s normal if you don’t do it, but if you encounter those who specialize in pranks, making some horrific tragedies and temptations to test you, you will be miserable! Because in Yuan Yuan’s view, all the space, time, energy, and universe world are illusions, all are illusions. Recycled products with no cost, even they themselves can be remade at any time—whether they do good, do nothing, or do evil, the essence is emptiness, so why not? , That smelly monk always said that I am a heretic who is both righteous and evil, and I can't say that I am wrong, anyway, I am stingy, whoever ignores me and offends me, just wait for my revenge!"

"Ah, it's so scary!" Perhaps because of the harmonious and intimate heart-to-heart conversation between the two of them yesterday, Wang Zhen rarely let go of the girl's reserve, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Then may I ask if I have treated the original girl these days?" Did the Great Immortal ever show any disrespect! If so, would the little girl have to die to atone for her sins?"

"You're enough! You know I'm joking!" Yuan Qing said as he lifted the quilt, sat up straight and sulked.

"In that case, what I said earlier about not seeing the two masters again was just anger?"

"That's not necessarily true! Anyway, don't think about me going to see them before my anger subsides! Don't even look at whose illness I'm trying to solve, I treat my good intentions like a donkey's liver and lungs!"

"Okay, okay! I understand! If you want to calm down, go find the rascal rabbit! I think you didn't eat well just now, I'll go and get you a special bowl of red dates and white fungus soup! Wait for me!"

"Ah."

Outside.

After carefully closing the bamboo door, Wang Zhen walked a few steps to make sure that no one was moving inside, and then walked quickly to the figure sitting in the wheelchair.

"Little master, why are you here? Did the old master ask you to come here?" Wang Zhen said, looking in the direction of the temple.

"No, it's me—" Mo Tianyi said embarrassedly.

"That's it."

"He, is Yuan Qing still angry?" He asked again.

"Hmm! I was still beating the rabbit doll to vent my anger just now. I think I took that doll as your little master." Wang Zhen said with a smile, thinking about the situation just now.

"Yes, is it?" Mo Tian was speechless as soon as he finished speaking.

The scene quieted down for a while.

"Little master, are you not good at communicating with people?" Wang Zhen asked after thinking about it.

"It should be, I heard from the master that I didn't like to talk since I was a child, and the master also chanted scriptures most of the time, so—"

"That's no wonder." Wang Zhen smiled and said, "I heard that people who are not good at words are the easiest to be misunderstood."

"is it?"

"That's right," Wang Zhen nodded, "So, if there is any misunderstanding, it's better for the little master to solve it as soon as possible. Yuan Qing is a person with a big temper and is so proud that he won't turn back even if he knows he's wrong—this time It's luck, he didn't leave right away! If something similar happens next time, I'm not sure what will happen. Well, I'm going to make the jujube tremella that I promised to Yuan Qing. You can do it yourself, little master! After dropping the last ambiguous sentence, Wang Zhen ran away.