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Among the Buddhist scriptures, the curling Buddha's voice is already another reincarnation in the world of mortals.

this day.Accompanied by this car going to a scenic spot in the mountains, it left from Longjiang City.A black motorcycle that sent the other party away also drove into the center of the city alone again.

Night fell quietly with the roar of the engine, when the young monk with a beautiful fair face, dressed in black and under his helmet, came to the top of the uninhabited mountain against the howling cold wind in the city.

Tonight the stars are empty and deserted dotted the sky under the whole night.

No one is around.The others stopped, stepped out of the motorcycle under their feet, and the pebbles under their feet also slammed on the brakes, rubbing against the hot soles of the ground and moving forward together.

Then, he pulled out the key and threw it into his pocket,? He raised the hand with the black half-finger glove, and lifted the backpack off his body with one hand.

The heavy bag seemed to contain something like a magic weapon in the collision.When he got out of the car, he pushed up the glass of the helmet with the other hand, took off the bag and walked to the front of the car step by step.

Then,? He found a place,? He took off his helmet, and sat?

This time, Fang Dinghai sat on the floor alone,? According to his previous personality, it was rare for him to be casual.

On the top of the mountain,? Now he is the only one sitting down.He took out the contents of the bag one by one.

——Looking at it this way, when Fang Dinghai lowered his head, his black hair almost grew to the bottom of his eyes.

The lines of his face are inherently cold, and he looks very, very perfect and beautiful. Once upon a time,? When he first started this mortal calamity, he still felt alienated from all of this, but now even now he is dressed in modern clothes At the beginning of the outfit, he was already used to all of this, and he had an air of aloofness and aloofness, like the ice and snow of the common people.

He learned to be happy and unhappy.I know what I like.will run.There was another heartbeat.

The seven emotions and six desires in the world of mortals really turned him into a human being for the first time, and he has survived this catastrophe again and again, but, who brought all this, he may also be thinking about this issue.

He knew that he had an answer in his heart, but at this moment he couldn't think too much about this question, because it was like a cycle of reincarnation, a mortal life, old age, sickness and death, unknowingly, the thing he agreed with that person The matter has come to an end.

Love arises from desire, and when love brings two people another level of understanding in the world of Buddhism, both of them are very clear that the next thing they have to face is the last step in this joyful Zen—— That is the real sense of enlightenment.

It is difficult to have affection, but now it is even more difficult to let go of affection. For the two monks, it took a lot to get out of their lifetime of loneliness and indifference, but now they have to further learn to let go of this private emotion , this feeling is even more strange.

This feeling is like a piece of my heart was suddenly dug out.It is precisely because they have paid sincerely before, and when the moment when they are fully invested in the scenic spot comes, which is well known to the two of them, they will feel extremely uncomfortable.

In front of him, Longjiang City was brightly lit.The young monk, who was going through the last step of this happy meditation, was sitting by the motorcycle and looking at the moon, and he also seemed to have a kind of indifference in his bones that rejected people thousands of miles away.

In his hands, except for the row of pale golden nameless instruments that have other uses next.There was only an old wallet that he took out of the bag and opened casually, a mobile phone and a large bag of medicine for unknown purpose.

That big bag of wound medicine, it can be seen that it has been prepared for several days.But I don't know what happened, and it is still in his hands and has not been given out.

In addition, he was holding the wallet with badly scratched edges. Apart from a birth certificate with illegible handwriting, there were only two fruit candies found at the bottom.

He is reluctant to eat these candies until now, because he knows that if he eats, he may not be able to eat any candies in the world again for a long time to come.As for his mobile phone, which is very out of date with the modern city, it has been shut down for almost three days.

This is a kind of penance.Just like what he said a while ago, like those monks in the ancient Buddha country, deliberate long-term hunger, deliberate exposure to rain and cold, and deliberate feeding of flesh and blood to eagles are all things that monks must face to a certain extent. practice.

For three days, he didn't see anyone, and he didn't intend to tell anyone where he was, just like he disappeared from the world without making a sound.Because, at present, he is still unable to cut off the mortal relationship and leave this modern city, and he has to continue to keep an eye on certain city dynamics anytime, anywhere.

Therefore, for the past three days, he has been alone on the top of the mountain almost every night, and then quietly spent the night through this perspective overlooking the city.

Different from ordinary people.He can live well without eating and resting.

Then, on the premise that a person's physical body has long since had no desires or desires, it is perfectly normal for a monk who has been accustomed to practicing in this way all his life to deliberately cut off contact with the outside world.

After all, as an outsider, he was born with no heart.Of course, it is impossible to get in touch with anyone in the city below.

Since he was abandoned at the gate of the temple as an orphan many years ago, and was brought into the temple by his senior brother to grow up to become a monk, the only thing in his life was practice.

He has no preferences, memories, desires of his own.A heart that is born different from ordinary people is always like a hard stone, and even when others leave sadly, there will be no tears shed.

"...Senior Brother, Senior Brother..."

"Hey, master is gone, what should everyone do in the future, why don't you cry... don't you feel sad when you are stumped, master and brothers are gone..."

"Why is only senior brother never crying for master's death...why..."

Under the steps of the temple that was sprinkled with blood and rain in the depths of memory.

He couldn't quite remember how he was feeling at the time when a group of children as high as his chest were crying and clutching at his cuffs.

Everyone believed that the see-through eye on his forehead could not see the world.

Don't care about relatives, don't care about friends.Those ordinary people's emotions, such as ups and downs, joy, anger, sorrow and joy, seem to be far away from a person like him.But in the past, he might not have thought about whether he would be different from others if he didn't have these.

But this experience of entering the world has indeed changed some things in the dark.

Just like this moment.If it was the Fang Dinghai many years ago, even if he lived alone in the depths of the mountains and did not eat or drink for three or four months, his body would not feel anything.

But tonight, he feels that he has not been able to meditate and chant sutras.

This kind of inattention is like a stagnant pool of rain and dew in a temple altar, mixed with some impurities that are incompatible with him.

And when he closed his eyes, the side of his fingers accidentally touched something on his knee.

In the next second, even if the young monk didn't open his eyes, he realized what the sweet-smelling round objects contained in the package were.

"..."

But it's one thing to know what it is.Through the hard paint-colored leather gloves, he paused when he touched this thing, took another one and held it in his hand but didn't eat it.

He really wants candy.

However, he can't eat it.

Obviously, for so long in the past, I can do it without eating or thinking about it.

However, now that I really understand the taste, the feeling of not being able to eat it anymore is really unusual. The young monk's beautiful and weak face is even pale for the first time. A sense of vulnerability swept over.

He was thinking, if he brought his candy back to Longquan Mountain now, would he not have to think about this kind of problem anymore, but Tang would not listen to him. From the beginning to the end, they were both for themselves If he is alive, he wants to deprive him of the freedom of a candy, which is to disregard the will of others.

Longquan Mountain cannot be the destination of sugar.Just like, it is impossible for him to stay in the world.But he really wanted to.I really want to.I am thinking in my whole heart, thinking completely.

It is also this kind of 'distraction' that has completely disturbed Fanxin, and made him notice a certain mascot magic weapon that has not shown up, but is bound to his soul and thoughts.

He only heard a sound from Pokong, and the golden Buddhist staff behind him was already shaking with the sound of the Buddha bell, and a golden light flew to his side.

The bright and gorgeous golden light circled around his body.And it stood straight across from him like an obtrusive stick.In response to this, the young monk sat on the top of the mountain with his shoulders against the body of the motorcycle, his hands coldly propped up on one knee, and he watched his Dharma protector shake as if to 'say' something to him.

"Jingle—jingle—"

Only Monk Fang Fa heard the voice transmission.After all, as a magic weapon, only the master can communicate with it.Therefore, about the "big mouth" in the mouth of his inconvenient magic weapon, it also caused Senior Brother Fang to hold the candy indifferently, and then moved his eyes to reply.

"Shut up. Don't talk nonsense."

It was obvious what he meant by his refusal.But Di Shi had expected that he would have such a fierce tone and was not afraid.

Instead, he changed the method, turned the direction, and used the handle of the stick to scratch the writing on the ground in front of him.Then, they showed the "dialogue" between the magic weapon and the master for the first time in front of each other.

【"You, prepare, medicine, why, don't give it, him."】

【'If there is anything wrong with the injury you want, you can call. ']

【'I heard that once, people who gave up becoming a Buddha and stayed in the human world will have a physical body, leaving behind a lot of pain, and, that, is not a human being, some creatures are very fragile, although he, like you, is also It's fierce, but it's hard to be hurt for sure. ']

Indra's doubts about his behavior written on the ground.That word is like a child, crooked.But who it says 'he' is.The master and the stick are all clear.But Fang Dinghai didn't want to.The reason why he doesn't want to do this is simple, because from the beginning, the karma in him has been changed again and again by this unknown resistance.

Just like what his third senior brother Fang Haiwen said before leaving.Common things are not conducive to his practice, and the Zen of joy that has been established from the beginning also means that he and Gu Donglai must let go of love after they have love.

And since he first went down the mountain, he only wanted to go back immediately, and he didn't want to get involved with anyone in the world. Now he has been involved in all aspects of ordinary things, and many of them have changed.

Thinking back now, it was the beginning that made him change his mind.It was precisely the time when he was chased by a girl and fell into someone's car.

It turned out that it was a mutual rescue of those who practiced that night.When he happened to be saved by the other party, even Fang Dinghai himself didn't take it seriously.

But just when he was thinking about using Agatha medicine and other things as rewards, he could make the other party's impromptu mutual rescue pay off.At that time, he was on the other side of that person and that secretary, but he overheard a conversation.

【"Boss, I have to talk to you first."】

【"I heard that the lives of monks are generally hard. The monk's life is not just for nothing. If it doesn't work, it might even kill your relatives. You'd better be careful, don't try to play in the end..."】

As a monk, or as a person who was discarded since childhood, he has heard many times.

In fact, he didn't intend to listen to it.It's because people who are used to spells are always more sensitive to sound.When he was young, he always saw many pilgrims when he was still on Longquan Mountain.Those ordinary people who occasionally brought a family of three up the mountain made him realize why his master never mentioned his background.

He has long been used to being an unlucky person in the eyes of ordinary people, and others are far away from him.

Because no one in the world would care about Fang Dinghai's life.Therefore, the value and significance of his existence will not be taken seriously by anyone.

He has allowed himself to live alone in the world.It is not only keeping others away, avoiding the mistakes that existed at the beginning, but also keeping oneself strong and sober that cannot be defeated forever.

But it was just that time, just when Fang Dinghai, who was not fluctuating in his heart, was thinking of keeping Agatha medicine, and packed everything up to leave without saying hello, he heard another person's words.

【"I don't believe in fate."】

The man was very ordinary, but he also had a very special tone, which made people stop unconsciously and then said,

【"Your life is your own."】

【"Alright, alright, you are amazing, your body is the best! Ouch—"]

Moreover, even if a person's life is like this, why can't he be in charge of his own life, as long as he wants to do it, he can do it. In this world, even the Buddha can't stop anyone's footsteps. are free and equal. "

These words, followed by the noise of the other party and another person, just changed his decision that day.

But it was also from that time that Fang Dinghai gave that person concessions time and time again.

He never offered to explain why he did what he did.But from Capricorn Fish to Buddha Bow.There is also the intentionally proposed 'double repair'.

In fact, he was using the Daigo method to help the opponent increase his mana time and time again, so that the body that had given up on becoming a Buddha could not be maintained in the human world.

If only because of that one repayment.In fact, he has already paid it off.So under this premise.He has achieved this step, and there is no need to continue at all.

Once this idea arises, some choices are already doomed.Thinking so, with a gloved arm resting on his neck, the young black-haired monk opened his recovery eyes.

A gust of cold wind blew into his neck, and the body of the black motorcycle was just behind him. The city was still in the distance, and the place in his heart was as cold and ruthless as a stone again.

"His hometown is Lingshan, and my life is Longquan Mountain."

"Although Lingshan and Longquanshan are both the same mountain, they come and go in this world 400 years apart. Even a bird, it is impossible to complete such a long and distant journey in a lifetime, and I firmly believe that I can find my own Lingshan."

"Mortal monk Fang Dinghai and King Ming Gu Donglai, except for this karma bestowed by the Buddha."

"Will never be friends."

"Cause and effect disappear, never to be seen again, he is born and dies, just like everything else in the world... I have nothing to do with it."

The author has something to say: Tell me about the mental journey of our Longquan Mountain Mensao Temple Grass. This chapter is simply saying that I don’t care. In fact, what I care about is a deadly model hahahahaha ()

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