Sacrifice

The land of Bashu has beautiful scenery and naturally there are many tourists.

On this day, a smiling young man came to a small town. He held a mobile phone in his hand, and was looking for the hotel he had booked before looking for the map on the mobile phone.

After asking several passers-by several times, the young man arrived in front of a hotel.

The beautiful Sichuan girl greeted her with a smile, "Are you staying at the hotel?"

"Yes, I am He Lingfeng who booked the room before, and I booked here for four days and three nights."

"I found it, it's the fifth floor!" The receptionist quickly found the room that He Lingfeng reserved. He Lingfeng showed a bright smile at the young receptionist, took the room card, and took the elevator directly to the fifth floor. , After finding his own room, he carried his luggage and entered the door.

The room was very clean, and when the windows were opened, there were bursts of birdsong outside.

He nodded in satisfaction, opened the luggage, and took out his notebook immediately.

Looking at his watch, it was 15 minutes before eight o'clock. He let out a sigh of relief, and it looked like he should be able to catch up.

After turning on the phone and surfing the Internet, He Lingfeng clicked on the game icon of JX[-].

The reading time for logging into the game is not short. He Lingfeng got up and poured himself a glass of water. As the leader of the trade union, he had to be there every week for land reclamation. Originally, He Lingfeng calculated that the time should be enough, but he didn't want to be A certain master on the Golden Summit of Emei pulled his clothes and said a lot of unclear words, but when he went down the mountain, he realized that the time was almost up. He Lingfeng hurried to find the hotel before 8 o'clock and landed in the hotel. Sword three.

Since graduating from university, He Lingfeng did not follow his father's arrangement to enter the family business, but started his travel career with his luggage. His eldest brother supported his move and even helped him through the immigration procedures without telling his father. After his father froze all the accounts in a rage, his good brother secretly helped him get a new card and deposited 50W into it every year.

This made He Lingfeng sneer uncontrollably.

Just 50W per year to send him away?

You must know that as the second heir of the He family, once He Lingfeng is recognized by his grandfather and enters the family business, he can earn at least tens of millions of income from the dividends of the family business every year. Choice, He Lingfeng's eldest brother can wake up happily in his dreams.

He Lingfeng didn't bother to pay attention to his big brother's hypocritical face. He almost didn't go home after graduation. Anyway, he still had a legacy left by his grandfather. He didn't like to set foot in shopping malls himself. If you love mountains and rivers, you will naturally feel that it doesn't matter.

The game quickly entered the login interface. He Lingfeng entered the user name and password, and entered the game ten seconds later.

The good buddies in the dormitory in college like to play games, but as we all know, you must have strong T and strong tits to play dungeons. The buddies in the dormitory hugged his thighs and begged for three days. In the end, He Lingfeng couldn't bear it anymore. Can agree to the request of the other party.

In the Jiansan game, there are three types of Ts, one is Tiance, one is Mingjiao, and the other is Shaolin.

He Lingfeng didn't wait for the introduction from his buddies, and directly chose the Shaolin sect.

The good buddies were very surprised, He Lingfeng smiled and said nothing.

He never told others that he, like his grandfather, believed in Buddhism.

In other words, what he believes in is not a simple Buddha, but an open-minded and optimistic attitude towards life.

Otherwise, he would have punched his fist at the big brother's face with a hidden knife in his smile ==

When I got on my Shaolin account, I saw that the guild channel was uploading 25 members of Daming Palace to join the group, and at the same time, the group leader's secret chat was also sent over immediately.

[Master, master, come up! ! 】

He Lingfeng directly clicked on the team leader to join the team. After joining the team, he was ashamed to find that the whole team was already 24=1, and he was the only one left behind.

The voice of the group leader in YY also rang out, "The master is finally here, let's fly to the book!"

He Lingfeng silently checked the small medicine in the package, repaired the equipment, and brought enough five-color stones, five-element stones and gold. If the master's equipment was out, he could directly refine it and use it.

Shenxing went to the dungeon, and under the command of the leader, the fight started.

The 25-player Daming Palace, as a high-end level 90 dungeon, has strict requirements for dps and equipment. Fortunately, the guild that He Lingfeng belongs to is a professional PVE, and the equipment points of the team members are basically above 6800. There is no problem in passing the old one.

After beating the old one, He Lingfeng got up, and he went outside the window to stretch.

It was already dark outside, He Lingfeng turned around and returned to the table, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to see something moving in the corner of his eyes, he turned his head suddenly, and saw the birds chirping outside the window, countless birds flying Into the air, the sound is shrill.

He Lingfeng frowned slightly, and just as he was about to step forward to take a closer look, he found that the team had finished dividing the first child, and the team began to walk towards the second child.

He Lingfeng hesitated for a moment, sat back on his seat, put on the headset, and continued to fight the boss.

Halfway through the fight with the second child, He Lingfeng suddenly felt a shock. He suddenly raised his head and looked around in surprise. At the same time, Bingxiu's screams before dying came from the headset, "Why did the master suddenly stop ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ah!!"

"Uh, everyone, pay attention to hatred! What happened to Master?"

He Lingfeng struggled, "Suddenly felt the floor shaking..."

As soon as the words came out, the earphones went silent and there was no sound. A Hualuo said timidly, "Can I ask Master where you are now?"

"I'm traveling in Sichuan..."

"Master!! How did you get there?!"

"Master, this place just had an earthquake last year..."

Before he could finish speaking, He Lingfeng was thrown to the wall by the shaking of the intruder, and the earphones clicked and fell to the ground. He Lingfeng covered his head, and he stood up unsteadily. Lights went out.

The notebook itself was charged, but it left some light in the room. He Lingfeng rushed out of the door, but didn't want the chandelier above his head to shake, click, and suddenly the wire broke!

With a bang, He Lingfeng felt dizzy before his eyes, and piercing pain came from his forehead. He smiled wryly, and then lost consciousness.

"Master, how is the child?"

"At first, I thought this child was terminally ill and there was no cure, but after a night, he came back to life." A compassionate voice sounded, "Amitabha, it seems that this child has a predestined relationship with my Buddha."

"Master wants to accept this child as a disciple?"

"Slightly like this, but let's follow the rules of the temple first, let's put it in the outer gate, and formally accept disciples after he enters the novice realm."

"Yes, that disciple will send the child to Arhat Hall first."

"Well, let's go."

In the haze, He Lingfeng heard some voices, but his whole body was still heavy and groggy.

Are you saved?

He Lingfeng's heart relaxed, and she fell into a coma again. At the same time, her brain was excruciatingly painful, and then a strange memory flowed into her mind.

The protagonist of the memory is a four-year-old child. Because he is too young, he has no official name yet, and he is the youngest in the family, so the family only calls him Moer.

The family name is He, and there are five people in total. The husband and wife live in a place called Qinghe Town with three children. With the child, he left his hometown and went to the home of his sister who was married far away.

Unexpectedly, the last child on the road was infected with the epidemic. Even if the husband and wife were reluctant to part with each other, they could only let go of the youngest son and leave quickly with the surviving eldest son - the second son was already infected and couldn't hold on anymore!

Mo'er's memory ends here. If He Lingfeng realizes something, Mo'er is probably really dead, and the one who survived... Naturally, He Lingfeng.

Opening his eyes with difficulty, He Lingfeng sat up slowly.

He looked around and saw that this was an ordinary room, without any decorations, extremely simple, the room was not big, only a bed, a table and a chair.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and a young monk in gray undressed came in.

"Are you awake?" The monk seemed very happy to see He Lingfeng woke up. He walked quickly to the bed, observed He Lingfeng's face, "Son, do you still remember what happened before?"

He Lingfeng pondered for a moment, then said softly, "I don't remember... who are you? Where are my parents?"

"Poor child." The monk patted He Lingfeng's head with compassion in his eyes, "You are a child picked up by Zen Master Faru in the epidemic area. Your parents must have passed away long ago."

He Lingfeng was silent for a while. Does a four-year-old child understand what death is?

So he raised his head, his dark eyes were full of puzzlement, "Death?"

The monk was taken aback, his eyes flashed with pity, but he explained seriously, "It means that we will never see each other again."

He Lingfeng is entangled and can't see each other again... What expression should he make?

Not their biological parents.

...my biological parents...

Suddenly, he thought of his father who always scolded him for not making progress, and his mother who always cared for him with tenderness and love, and thought of his grandfather's earnest teachings, and the faint fragrance of tea in his grandfather's study.

Yeah... never again, never see each other again.

Tears erupted like a river breaking its embankment. He Lingfeng lowered his head and put his hands tightly on the bed, unable to keep calm anymore.

Seeing the child on the bed crying uncontrollably, the monk sighed slightly. He stepped back considerately and stood aside, silent.

After a while, He Lingfeng finally controlled her emotions, and a handkerchief was brought to her hand, "Wipe it off."

He Lingfeng was in awe. He wiped his face clean with a handkerchief, burped, shook his head, and calmed down. Thinking of what the monk said just now, he said softly, "Thank you for taking care of me... I can Have you met the Faru Chan Master you mentioned? I want to thank him..."

"You're welcome." The monk said calmly, "It's just that although you were brought back to the temple by Zen Master Faru, you still can't see the Zen Master, but if you are destined, you can see it."

"My name is Jieyuan, and I am an outer disciple of Wuyin Temple. Do you have any questions to ask me?"

"Wuyin Temple... Where is it?"

"Wuyin Temple is the leading Buddhist practice place in the Cangmiao Realm. It is said that there are Bodhisattvas who have attained enlightenment practice here. It is one of the seven major sects in the Cangmiao Realm." The monk Jieyuan said this with a look of color on his face. The tone is very proud.

It's just that He Lingfeng sounds confused, Cangmiaojie?Buddhism?Proving the Bodhisattva?Eh, he felt a subtle sense of familiarity, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't remember anything.

Jie Yuan seemed to see He Lingran's confusion, so he explained in detail.