Buddhist practice feeling and choose after pregnancy

Xie Chenshan stood at the foot of the mountain with his monk's clothes in his arms, facing his parents talking with the monks.

He was born in a wealthy family. When the winter snow melted and the fragrance of flowers overflowed, the inside and outside of the house was filled with Zen fragrance. He was like the reincarnation of a boy under the Buddha's seat. He was miraculous and wonderful.

Beijing asserts that this is the son of Buddha.

However, since his birth, the Xie family has continued to decline, and the Xiechen Mountain, which they once claimed to be the son of the Buddha, has also been abandoned like a shoe, becoming an evil thing that can't be avoided.

His parents tried their best to support him for seven or eight years, but after all, they couldn't support the family's pointing and pointing.Under the guidance of a blind operator, he led the little Xiechen Mountain for a month, and finally entrusted him to a small temple.

Huaguang Temple.

Huaguang Temple has always been a temple that lives in seclusion in the mountains. It is impossible to find those who are not strong and persistent. Although Xie Chenshan's parents abandoned him, they have to say that they have paid a lot for their son.

Xie Chenshan is a beautiful child.

Red lips and white teeth, quiet and well-behaved, like the young son of a family.

He was too.

Eight-year-old Xie Chenshan listened to his parents' distressed and dull entrustment, with pain and helplessness, and his way was a little desolate.He looked down at the gray monk's robe, and said something in a clear voice that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Mother, father."

Xie Chenshan hadn't spoken to them for several months, and this title was enough to make them cry.

The monk looked at them compassionately.

In this drama, it was Xie Chenshan who appeared calm and calm.

He is not tall, but his appearance is extraordinary. When he tilted his head, some bright sunlight favored him beating on his black hair, just like a little fairy boy.

He said: "When you go back, don't go back to the master's house, go back to your ancestral home and live."

When he pronounced words, he had a weird sense of rhyme, nice but weird.

Xie's father couldn't help being a little scared, but Xie's mother cried directly, holding Xie Chenshan's shoulders and crying loudly, without the elegance and calmness that should have come from that family.

After all, this is the meat she gave birth to in October of her pregnancy.

There is always a time for separation.

Xie Chenshan obediently held the monk's robe, and was led into the mountain gate by the middle-aged monk.

190 level nine.

He counted.

The middle-aged monk said, "Don't be afraid."

Xie Chenshan nodded, saying yes, Master.

The middle-aged monk smiled, "Don't call me Master, call me brother."

Xie Chenshan still said hello.

So Daoan became his senior brother.

The children who have not yet been ordained are placed in other homes.However, the temple wasn't too big in the first place, it was just quiet in one place, with a few monks coming in and out.

Xie Chenshan was led around by Dao'an, and Dao'an got Xie Chenshan vegetarian food and water, let the child who had been hungry all night eat a few bites, said a few words of comfort, and then exited the yard.

"Senior brother, how can you be so kind to that child? It makes me so greedy." Dao Chi leaned over, his chubby face was full of smiles, "If the master knows that you are placing orders outside, and accepts an apprentice, then I don't know what to do. Is good."

Dao Chen shook his head and sighed: "I dare not accept him as an apprentice." He rubbed his fingers, and the faint pain in his chest was still there, the backlash from the deduction was so serious.

This child is destined not to be his teacher.

He chuckled, "I'm just a guide."

late at night.

The lights in the other courtyard were turned off, but Xie Chenshan was still awake.

He sat at the end of the bed with his monk robe in his arms.

The moonlight tonight is a beautiful circle.

It was supposed to be August [-]th, the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night.

But this night is different, Xie Chenshan looks at the deep darkness outside the window, there seems to be a dark ghost in the overlapping shadows.

On a wet night, the rain poured down, and bad luck abounded.

As midnight approached, the swaying treetops made a long creaking sound, not at all the peace that the temple should have.

Xie Chenshan put down his monk robe and slipped down from the end of the bed.

There is no voice in the other courtyard.

With a small head, he walked quietly along the gravel road, taking the black night as nothing, and the faint screams and ravings as music, and walked around the temple like a play before leaving.

His robe was wet, but he ignored it.

Sure enough, the little Xie Chenshan pursed his lips, and there was no one there.

Huaguang Temple is no ordinary temple.

Xie Chenshan confirmed the conjecture in his heart, being alone in this dark temple, he was not afraid at all.

He stepped back along the road he had just come out of, and when he passed the bamboo forest outside the mountain gate, he held the flower branch he had picked up and turned his head to look at the cold dark forest.

After thinking about it, the child touched the cold dagger in his sleeve, stepped on the muddy road, and walked into the bamboo forest step by step.

It seems that they don't know the reason why there is no way to enter the forest.

The bamboo forest is deep and dark. Compared with the clarity in the daytime, it can be said that you can't see your fingers.Xie Chenshan, a child, walked in, but he didn't seem to be afraid of anything, shaking a branch of flowers in his hand, and vaguely seemed to be humming an unknown song.

He stopped as if he had kicked something.

Xie Chenshan bent down, fumbled to wipe off the thing, and immediately got wet with his hands.The cold and tingling sensation flashed for a moment like a fire, and then disappeared without a trace.

is that one".

Xie Chenshan thought.

Since the night he was born, "that" has been constantly appearing near Xie's house, as if trying to devour him before he grows up.

This may be the reason for the decline of the Xie family, but... it is also the only chance to save the Xie family.

Xie Chenshan was lost in thought for a while.

I wonder if his parents will follow his words?

Xie Chenshan is a weird kid.

He always knows weird things.

like now.

He didn't need to keep looking, he also knew that the broken corpse lying now was "that".Or call it a demon or a monster, the world will always be full of these gloomy things.

Wherever they went, there was destruction.

It is for evil.

Xie Chenshan should go back.

His senior brother may be a capable person who is capable of eliminating demons and defending the way, and this remnant body that is about to swallow its last breath may be one of their trophies. He has to...

He was grabbed by the ankle.

The child struggled a bit, frowning delicately in distress.

He didn't break free.

"Ho ho—" Like the hoarse sound of a beast, the broken, fragmented, and completely incomplete body struggled to stretch out its claws and clenched a delicate ankle.

It seemed that he wanted to gnaw off flesh and blood to supplement it, but he couldn't succeed because he was dying, but the wrist strength that broke out before death could still retain a weak child who was only eight years old.

The dying and broken desire to survive made it struggle in this wet soil, and the wet raindrops dripped from the dense forest, splashing out a puddle of blood.

Xie Chenshan simply sat down.

This should be a very weak monster.

he thinks.

Even the teeth are like raccoon slaves, it hurts a bit from gnawing, but no real scars are left.

It's like thanking his father and mother for treating him, the love is mixed with suspicion and hatred, although it doesn't hurt at all, it will always hurt Zaohui's heart.

Kind of like him.

Xie Chenshan sighed like a little adult.

"Ok."

He said.

That voice was much softer than when he spoke to his parents at the foot of the mountain earlier.

Xie Chenshan pulled out the dagger from his cuff, which was the last gift his mother left him.He put down the sheath of the dagger, stretched out his arm and gestured in the pitch-black darkness, and said calmly, "Do you want to eat meat?" With a turn of the blade, he suddenly dug out a large piece of meat from his arm.

As if there was no pain at all, he handed over the half corpse.

The piece of meat seemed to be a supreme treasure, but it turned out that a dying monster rushed over and devoured it hungrily.

"The Dragon King blamed..." Xie Chenshan intermittently hummed the unfinished song.

The severed meridians, the tender red blood, and the fresh flesh all stimulated the reaction of the remnant body. It roared, and it seemed that the only sound could be made from its throat. Like a beast, it crawled beside Xie Chenshan's ankles hungrily to devour.

The flesh of the left arm was removed, so he switched to another hand. The flesh of both arms was eaten and swallowed, and the meat was taken from the lower abdomen and the thigh.The strong bloody smell concealed the demon's stench, and its devouring speed changed from eager to slow, as if the madness had passed, and it had recovered somewhat.

Xie Chenshan's delicate little face was as pale as transparent, the blood flowed almost dry, and the demon hadn't repaired it completely—it was hurt too badly, and it was too greedy.

Breaking away from the pain all over his body with a small smile, Xie Chenshan inserted the messy flower branch next to the somewhat broken head of the demon.

This was the first existence that devoured his flesh and blood.

he thinks.

Small gifts should be given.

Half curious, half sincere, he stabbed backwards with the sharp dagger, opening his chest bit by bit.

The beating heart melted into the monster's body.

In the chaos and emptiness, this heart seems to have opened up a vast expanse of whiteness for it, like a naked "person" suddenly pushed into this vast land, panicked and at a loss, clenched the only thing left in its claws. thing.

Xie Chenshan snorted.

But he hummed the tune intermittently, "Cut the flesh to return to the mother, give up the body and bones to return to the father, and be clean for nothing..." In this strange drama of sacrificing meat to feed the devil, Xie Chenshan almost bleeds. It was covered in blood, fed all the flesh and blood, even the heart was stuffed into it.

Heavy and clean again.

...

Xie Chenshan passed out.

When he woke up the next day, it was Dao'an who was full of worry, and the middle-aged monk guarded him, talking to him in a slightly embarrassed way.It is said that there was an evil spirit attacking that day, and the monks in the whole temple went out to eliminate the evil spirits and defend the way.

But I didn't expect that the child ran out and ran into the demon who was injured by them head-on, and almost suffered disaster.

Xie Chenshan asked, "What about the demon?"

Dao'an comforted him: "Xu was aware of our return, and ran away before we could hurt you. Now we plan to evacuate here directly, and stay in the temple, and no one can hurt you."

Xie Chenshan nodded slowly, "Oh." His little hand pressed on his heart unnaturally, and the thumping heartbeat spread to Xie Chenshan's ears through the internal organs.

Everything is back to normal.

He turned his head, but saw the remaining flowers shaking off the room.

Daoan followed his line of sight, and said in confusion: "When I entered the room early in the morning, there were flowers all over the ground. I guess it shouldn't have come from the courtyard." Only he checked, but there was no smell of evil spirits. , as if there is still some clean Buddha incense.

Xie Chenshan squeezed the corners of his mouth tightly, trying to hold back his laughter.

But no matter how weird and weird he is, he is still only an eight-year-old child.

So, he still didn't tighten the corners of his mouth, and subconsciously showed a shallow smile.