True enlightenment against heaven: Starting from the proud smile

Looking at the figure, Lu Yuan stood there in a daze.

Until the other party came close and handed a strawberry to his mouth, "Why are you in a daze?"

The next moment, Lu Yuan grabbed the other party's hand and hugged him in his arms.

The sudden hug made Lu Huaer stunned, but then she laughed and said: "What are you doing, in broad daylight!"

However, Lu Yuan did not speak. The absolutely real touch in his arms made him feel a little confused for a while.

As if she realized something was wrong, Lu Huaer asked: "What's wrong, did something happen?"

"Huaer, what year and month is it now?" Lu Yuan's somewhat muffled voice came.

Lu Huaer, who had already heard something wrong, gently broke free from his embrace and looked at Lu Yuan's slightly red eyes with her lips slightly parted. But she was smart enough not to ask immediately, but said: "It is now the third day of April in the twenty-third year of Chongzhen. Lu Yuan, you..."

"Is that so..." Lu Yuan looked at the pretty face of the beauty in front of him and put his hand on her pulse. The strong pulse he felt did not show any signs of decline, and judging from the feedback from his muscles and bones, she had already entered the level of Huajin.

"Did something happen?" Lu Huaer asked softly.

"Nothing, I just had a dream," Lu Yuan smiled.

"Dream?"

Looking at the longing that could not be concealed in Lu Yuan's eyes, Lu Huaer suddenly smiled gently, "Can you tell me about it?"

"That was a long dream..."

"Anyway, we have time."

Looking into her eyes, Lu Yuan said softly: "Okay."

Holding her waist, Lu Yuan took her to roll up the petals and fallen leaves in the garden and gently flew onto the roof.

Sitting on the eaves, the familiar scene of the entire Lu family was in full view. Lu Huaer sat beside him, leaning on his arms.

"This dream also starts from the third day of April, but it is not the twenty-third year of Chongzhen, but the twenty-second year of Chongzhen.

Huaer, in that dream, you left... and I went to another world, a world where practitioners are called aliens... After entering the inner gate, my master came to Shaolin with me. After a fight, I won. I thought I had obtained the clairvoyance, but I didn't expect that I still needed to comprehend it. You know, this is one of my strengths..."

Lu Yuan spoke very carefully and softly, and the girl in his arms had not spoken since the beginning of his story.

"But what I didn't expect was that the mural actually had the effect of leading people into the interior. Hua'er, do you know what the interior is?"

"I don't know."

Lu Yuan held the other person's hand a little tighter, "It is a place that can satisfy all the fantasies in people's hearts. Being in it, people can't even tell what is reality and what is illusion..."

As he said this, Lu Yuan raised his other hand, his eyes were dazed, and he let the wind brush across his fingertips, "Everything is so real."

At this time, another white hand suddenly reached out and grabbed it, "Lu Yuan, you shouldn't be here!"

Hearing this, Lu Yuan's hand trembled.

Lu Hua'er "roughly" turned his face towards her.

The girl's tears had not yet dried, but her smile remained, "I'm still waiting for you to 'wake me up', how can you stop here?!"

"Hua'er, you..."

Lu Yuan was stunned and speechless, and the vague feeling of illusion and reality became stronger.

He didn't understand whether the characters in other people's inner scenes would say such words. He even began to doubt whether the flowers in front of him were really illusory.

"You are hesitating!" The girl was very sure, "This is not you, Lu Yuan, because your Dao heart has long been clear!"

"I know!" Lu Yuan said, and his persistence in his heart seemed to be affirmed, but he felt that everything became a little sudden.

"Then let's go! Go to reality and take care of yourself," the girl smiled and instructed, tears sliding down the corners of her eyes uncontrollably.

Lu Yuan subconsciously reached out to help the other party wipe away the tears, and he felt something was wrong in his heart.

Lu Huaer was still talking, as if she was afraid that there was not enough time, "I know the road ahead may be long, so, I allow you to find other girls, but you can't forget me, remember to come back to find me! Still in April, still under that peach tree..."

Lu Yuan's pupils shrank, and just when he was about to ask, everything around him began to turn white, and Lu Huaer just smiled and watched him merge into the light.

A sense of melancholy instantly enveloped his heart.

"The Buddha said that all dharmas are for the salvation of all minds. If there are no minds, why do we need all dharmas? But is the flower just now really just a reflection of my heart?"

Lu Yuan frowned and exhaled a breath of depression. He always felt that Lu Huaer had changed too quickly just now, and the sentence "find other girls" was also abrupt. Could it be that he had lustful thoughts? But when he thought of the group of rough brothers on Longhu Mountain, he shook his head. Or did he have similar thoughts deep in his heart, or in his subconscious mind?

Lu Yuan tried hard to recall and explain the source of that abrupt feeling, but the more he recalled his past mentality and memories, the more he felt inconsistent.

Just as he was thinking, the pure white light dissipated, and Lu Yuan found that he had not returned to reality.

The surroundings were shrouded in night, and blood was blowing in his face. This time the scene was still somewhat familiar.

Lu Yuan found himself back to his twelve-year-old body. He looked around until he saw the plaque with "Putian Shaolin" written on the building behind him.

This was...that night!

Long-lost memories resurfaced, and he recalled that this was the time when he was traveling around the world in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer and dealing with the Imperial Guards.

I remember that he killed two Xiantians and a ruthless man who slaughtered his brothers with a smile.

Just as he was thinking, Lu Yuan saw his former self flying out of the temple with Lu Huaer.

After landing, his former self turned back and looked over here. Lu Yuan did not dodge, but just stared at him.

But he soon discovered that his former self was not looking at him.

I remembered that he was hesitating at that time, hesitating whether to kill all the poisoned monks in the temple.

But in the end, he gave up leaving because of uneasiness in his heart.

Just like in his memory, his former self just looked back and left with Lu Huaer in a hurry.

Lu Yuan instinctively wanted to chase him, but stopped.

He turned his head to look at the temple behind him.

After a little hesitation, he pushed the door and walked in.

All the way deeper, strangely, he never saw a fainted monk.

The original insect chirping and bloody smell around also dissipated.

Following his intuition, Lu Yuan came to a Buddhist temple.

The wooden door was open, and inside was a handsome young monk who was brewing tea. His movements were not very skillful, and he looked more like he was feeling fresh and trying it for the first time.

And the other person gave him a sense of closeness.

Seeing Lu Yuan enter the door, the monk put down the teapot and asked with a smile: "Why are you here?"

Lu Yuan replied: "I came here to follow the flow!"

The young monk smiled, "Bullshit, I obviously know that there are benefits here."

Lu Yuan was choked and thought, is this also a reflection of my heart? He is usually so direct.

"How do you know I'm not a projection of Buddha?" The monk asked with a chuckle.

Lu Yuan was shocked, this was reading his heart.

"Of course, you can't imagine the power of Buddha." The young monk said, drank a cup of tea he brewed himself, smacked his lips and was not very satisfied.

Lu Yuan's eyes twitched, and he felt that the projection in front of him was more and more out of tune.

"Is there a possibility that the Buddha you know is just what you hope it is."

This made Lu Yuan fall into thought.

The young monk smiled, and six sutras appeared in his hand, lined up on the table.

On the cover, it was written: "Divine Eyes", "Divine Ears", "Reading Others' Minds", "Reading Destiny", "Divine Travel", and "Reading the End of Defilements".