once upon a time there was a temple

"Senior, can you just lend me the Gongyin Clothes? I beg you." Ji'er knelt outside the Devil Forest and begged, her voice hoarse, the whole night.

Ji'er came to visit Feng Bubo yesterday as usual, who is also a resident of Devil Forest.Originally, Feng Bubo was very happy, but a smile appeared on his face that had been gloomy for many years, like an ordinary old man who knew his destiny, his sinister temperament was much less.

But when Ji'er just said the request, Feng Bubo's complexion changed drastically, his smile faded, and his demeanor became even more murderous. At that moment, Ji'er felt that the familiar senior Feng Bubo was so strange in front of him.

But Ji'er clearly saw the profound sadness in Feng Bubo's murderous eyes, and Ji'er felt that she was wrong, how could he have such sadness, such despair, such injured eyes should not be Feng Bubo should have such an old man who has lived in seclusion in Huangquan for ten years and doesn't care about world affairs.

Soon Ji'er was driven out of the Devil's Forest by Feng Bubo, and a formation was set up. Ji'er could not break through the formation. Ji'er knelt down and begged over and over again, but there was no movement in the Devil's Forest. .

What should be the beauty of waking up all things in the morning, but the Devil Forest is still gloomy, with a thick layer of gray atmosphere covering the Devil Forest, without a ray of sunlight, and it is cold day and night.

Finally, with the last begging, Ji'er felt as if she saw the holy monk approaching slowly step by step, with the light of Buddha shining everywhere.

Close your eyes and forget everything in an instant.

"Girl, here it is, but you have to make sure you can return it and return it to Zhao." Ji'er opened her eyes again and found that she was in Feng Bubo's room, and Feng Bubo explained helplessly while holding the Gongyin cloak.

"Well, thank you senior, I will guarantee that it will be intact." Ji'er solemnly swore, Feng Bubo tenderly stroked Gongyin Yi, her face full of nostalgia.

Ji'er became curious, and seeing Feng Bubo's expression, she felt that there must be a story in it, and she wanted to know.

"Senior, this treasure clothes? What's on your mind? Can you tell me?"

"I'll tell you the story on the day you return the Gongyinyi. Go now, aren't you in a hurry?" Feng Bubo closed his eyes, sighed, turned around, put down the Gongyinyi, I don't want to say more.

"Okay, senior, thank you." Ji'er took the Gongyin clothes and left the Devil Forest ecstatically.

"Mu'er, the sun is so bright today, let's go out for a walk, okay?" Standing in front of the Buddhist hall, Chu Fengge asked cautiously through the half-hidden door, with a trace of uneasiness that could not be heard.

Because Zhimu has not eaten or drank for three days in a row, he has been chanting scriptures and worshiping the Buddha, and seems to be indifferent to the outside world. Looking at Zhimu's pale lips, Chu Fengge feels distressed, but he can't force Zhimu to eat, except Forcing him to stay by his side, I no longer want to force him to do anything.

Chu Fengge stared fixedly at Zhimu who closed his eyes indifferently, knocking on the wooden fish, and the sound of the wooden fish made him feel uneasy.

Zhi Mu fell into a nightmare again, the dream he hadn't had for many years, the incompetent self in the past.

In the days of Yunding, everything is peaceful, the clouds are the same, the grass is the same, the earth is the same, and so is oneself.

Zhi Mu forgot that he is a person who bears blood and deep hatred, yes, he is a human being, not a monk who has attained the Tao at all. Ever since he had that dream, Zhi Mu clearly remembered the hideous face of the man in the dream.

No, no more escapes, yes, no more escapes.It's useless to hold the wooden fish's hand like this. If you don't calm down, how can you visit the Buddha? Wouldn't that defile the Buddha?

"If you want the poor monk to die, then imprison the poor monk forever. After all, I don't belong to this place. In this world of swords and swords, forcing is nothing but hurting others and yourself." Zhi Mu said, his voice was slightly hoarse and dry.Because what I belong to is either in the quiet cloud top outside the world, or in the dark, restless and bloody court, and I will eventually die in one of these two places, and I can't stay in other places and I can't be safe.

"Mu'er, you don't understand, so don't force me, okay? I won't let you see the swords and swords outside, and I won't disturb you. I will block all harmful factors for you." Chu Fengge Said decisively with excitement trembling.

"Don't you understand that things in this world are hard to break? There are definite numbers for everything in this world. Everyone has a task in life, and one's own task can only be completed by oneself." And the enemy can only be wiped out by himself, to comfort those who have passed away. .

"My mission is to love you. From the first time I met you, your mission is to accept my love. One day you will agree." Chu Fengge just couldn't accept Zhi Mu's expression of rejecting himself thousands of miles away. With a cold expression, his heart ached, but his body spontaneously approached Zhi Mu and hugged him tightly.

"You said you fell in love with the poor monk at first sight. What was it that made you fall in love with the poor monk at first sight? Skin image? Temperament? Conversation? Behavior? Behavior? All in all, the skin image accounts for most of the reasons."

"Do you understand me? Know where I come from? Where do I go? Know my present and past lives? Know why I fell into the mortal world? You don't know everything. Do you still dare to say that you love me? The same is true for you, And I'm not curious."

Zhi Mu broke free from Chu Fengge's embrace, faced the altar, and said calmly.

"I don't agree with all of what you said. I knew it the first time I saw you. I want to destroy you, I want to dirty your body, and I want you to be with me for the rest of your life, so deeply tumbling Desires that clamor for darkness are my love for you."

"There is no such thing as the so-called giving you freedom against your will. May you grow up with the green light, and the words of Nirvana and Buddhahood are all lies. I just want to occupy you for the rest of my life. I am jealous of the wooden fish and Buddha who accompany me every day."

"Can you try to love me? Just a little bit, and you don't know what it means to me. I won't let go anyway."

"Amitabha Buddha, benefactor, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, if you turn your back and keep going, where there is attachment, there will be pain."

"Because it's you, I have no regrets in life or death."

"Bringing you trouble is something I don't want to see, and it's what I love dearly. Mu'er, you can live your life as you want, as long as you are in front of my eyes." Chu Fengge looked at Yun Dan Fengqing Zhimu said with unbearable heartache, even if I am sad to the point of heartbreak, I don't want to see you unhappy.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is tired, the almsgiver, let's go." Zhi Mu put his palms together, and from his soft lips spit out an equally soft sword, the sword was bloody, in Chu Fengge's heart.

"Mu'er, there are vegetarian dishes I made in the yard outside. Go and eat some, maybe you will be able to eat comfortably without me. I'm leaving, and I will come to see you tomorrow." Chu Fengge looked back and turned around. My lover, dragging his heavy and reluctant steps to step on a unique road.

But he didn't know that there would be a more painful tomorrow than this time.