Chapter 39 The Convion Remains

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In the Zen room, the sharp and harsh words of the two people continue...

"Master, why don't you answer your heartfelt words?" Xi Xinmiao pressed step by step and refused to make a concession, which seemed a little aggressive.

No wonder, when it comes to such a thing, everyone will feel aggrieved and good. Why has she become the scourge of human and divine indignation?

"I don't know when I have such a great ability, can I turn the world upside down? I am merciful, and the people in Buddhism and Taoism take the universalization of all sentient beings as their own responsibility. The master is a Taoist monk. Is this how to understand the infinite Dharma and inherit the spirit of Buddhism?

A series of rhetorical questions can't tolerate the little rebuttal of the old monk with white eyebrows in front of him. But in fact, he is indeed not easy to answer questions like Xi Xinmiao, and although what she said is a little radical, it is also reasonable.

Oh----all sentient beings are suffering.

He shook his head slightly, and the eyebrows and beards on both sides and chin also swayed, "The donor is smart, and the old man has been taught."

With a long sigh, he raised his eyes and looked at the extraordinary and arrogant woman in front of her. There were inexplicable emotions in her eyes: like regret, sighing, and helpless... Finally, it was hidden in the depths of the bottom of her eyes.

Is it such a woman that makes the world have such a catastrophe? Is it such a woman that makes the world wind and blood again? Is it such a woman that makes "he" not hesitate to kill the gods and kill the Buddha? ...And it's such a woman who has that kind of ability... She is indeed an aarith!

No, absolutely not! This catastrophe is related to the people of the world. How can he let it go?

His eyes returned to firmness, "The donor can't be asked for fate, but it's not impossible. Because the fate is settled early, just wait quietly.

"What do you mean?" Now Xi Xinmiao has heard it clearly. Although the monks love to play riddles, it is not that they have not given you any hints. The hidden meanings hidden under the motto...

"You mean I can go back?" Unable to suppress his excitement, he strode forward and looked anxiously at the empty dust, as if to ask for a positive answer.

How many years, how many years? She is looking forward to, expecting, waiting for the realization of a fairy tale that is almost extravagant! While waiting, she is also worried that she is a realistic and almost cruel person. Is she worthy of such a fairy tale? Does it match? Does it match? She asked herself over and over again. Every time she asked, her uncertainty increased a little. However, she had been guarding with such fear and careful protection.

Crossing into a completely strange ancient society, her soul was attached to a thin little girl. Everything was so unprepared. She forced herself to adapt to the ancient feudal society of the law of the jungle, and forced herself to adapt to the once strange mode of getting along with the ancient world. I have adapted to everything that belongs to this world, including this body called Xi Xinmiao.

Not for anything else, live, just to live, even in a strange space! Only by living can you fulfill your dreams later!

Five years of growth, five years of hard work, broke through a small piece of my own world, and it is not in vain to walk through this world.

She has a life-and-death friendship; she has close family affection; she also has loyal subordinates. But she knew that she had always been empty, and she was the only one.

The call buried in the deepest part of my heart has never been broken.

That's attachment, the pursuit of unreachable dreams, that is, go home.

A premonition that even she feels ridiculous - back to modern times, she can't tell whether it is psychological hints or almost crazy. She firmly believes that going home is her ultimate destination.

And now, she was surprised to find that everything is no longer a dream, it can be truly realized! Why doesn't this surprise her? Why doesn't it make her excited?

Xi Xinmiao is really happy at this moment, and it is also the first time to show such a side in the years.

Only when she returns can she touch the softest part of her heart...

"Amitabha," Kongchen connected with the woman's words, "Donor, the poor monk is the most difficult to guess that it is 'fate'. What is the fate? The poor monk has no way to know, let alone judge."

Like a basin of cold water poured down, it instantly extinguished Xi Xinmiao's enthusiasm, and his eyes were beautiful, "What do you mean, master?" Is it possible that what he just said was to sting her?

Looking at Xi Xinmiao's dim eyes, she seemed to be a little unbearable and continued: "The donor doesn't have to deliberately care about it. Buddha is merciful. As long as the donor has a variety of good causes on weekdays, he will get good results. Moreover, the benefactor is not a mortal in the world, and it is not known that there are extraordinary opportunities.

A paragraph was even more confusing, and the vague words floated out gently.

Kongchen did not dare to make a conclusion. Although he had the ability to predict, only to Xi Xinmiao, he could not side with her future wheel! This has never happened before.

Is it true that she is not in the three worlds because she is not a person of this world? The wheel of life is so strange that even he can't spy on it at all. Therefore, everything about her future is still unknown.

However, he did not dare to be careless, because he measured a gossip a few years ago, which showed that there would be a big disaster in the world in the future. After repeated searching, I found the strange life wheel of attending the heart.

There is an old saying: there is a difference in the sky, and there must be turbulence.

And at this time, Xi Xinmiao appeared. Isn't this a warning from God?

Xi Xinmiao didn't know the heart of Kongchen at this time. His thoughts were still around the words just now. The more he thought about it, the more he frowned: Let's talk about it, it's a waste of a lot of saliva. Is it all nonsense? That is to say, whether you can go back or not can be attributed to three words - I don't know.

In addition, she also got a message that he wanted to restrain his anger and reduce killing and abuse.

Snorted coldly, you monk, you can't imagine how to go back, but you persuade her.

"Master Kongchen is really a person in Buddhism. A 'deeply sinful' person like Xinmiao has now entered the holy place of Buddhism. Isn't the master afraid of Buddha's fault?" With self-deprecating jokes, he waited for his answer.

These monks are saying that we are compassionate, full of justice, benevolence and morality, but what they have done is not flattering. That's ridiculous! Sad!

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. The donor turns around." The earnest teaching, although the woman in front of her is extraordinary, but the murderous spirit all over the body is pervasive, evil, evil.

"Is it the shore when you turn around?" As if he had heard some ridiculous jokes, his eyes even had a trace of pity, "Where is 'an'? Doesn't the master know that there is a sentence "the sea of suffering is boundless" at the beginning of this sentence? Since it is 'borderless', where does it come from the 'shore'? Don't you think it's ridiculous and contradictory? Da-shi--" deliberately extended the emphasis, with a strong disdain.

"This-" is speechless, "The benefactor, good will be rewarded, and evil will be rewarded with evil. You can't escape a reincarnation. Let's reduce your sins as soon as possible."

"The monk!" The tone rose violently, "As you say that I am deeply guilty, you say that I am full of murderous spirit, and say that the world will have a catastrophe because of me. 'There must be demons in the sky.' Isn't it the word 'evil' that you want to say most? It is full of cold chills, as if it can freeze people.

Don't think she can't see it. She can't notice such an obvious unspoken meaning?

There was no panic to be seen through, but when he heard Xi Xinmiao call himself with those two words, his eyes flashed with surprise, and then he regained his composure.

"Amitabha Buddha."

"Do not read the nonsense of 'Amitabha Buddha' to me," Xi Xinyi shook the water sleeve impatiently, and the silk fabric cut an unruly arc in the air, just like a woman.

"The monk, you are a monk and don't ask about the world. You can know that the world is sinister. If you don't take action, it will be a dead word when you end up. The law of the jungle is the law of survival. It has existed since the beginning of the world. It exists and has its own reason. Destiny cannot be violated, monk, is this what your monk calls conforming to the way of heaven?

He didn't give Kong Chen a chance to refute and said to himself, "It's ridiculous that you divide good and evil so clearly!" Disdainful and cold, "If there is no evil, where does good come from? Only the goodness of 'goodness', and the slightest characteristics of 'goodness'?

Since ancient times, yin and yang have been reconciled, and good and evil have been together. If you blindly suppress one side, you will be out of balance. The evil people are in charge, and there are 'good people' to punish them. Isn't there 'badness' first because there is 'good deeds'? It can be seen that evil is the head of good, and there is no evil and no good. So, isn't the so-called 'evil' another kind of 'good'? It promotes the act of 'good'. What qualifications does it have to belittle 'evil' for 'good' derived from 'evil'?

The white-browed old monk who looked down and couldn't say a word must have been shocked by her shocking remarks.

For a long time, Kongchen shook his head, as if to throw all the words he had just heard out of his mind.

With a heavy sigh, "The donor insists on this, the world..." The tone has long been a compassionate desolation and aging.

"As the monk said, the killing in the heart is too heavy, but--" He snorted coldly, and his eyes were bloodthirsty indifference. "So what! As long as you can protect what you care about, let everything in the world be destroyed!"

......

That woman, a cold-hearted woman, finally left without any hesitation.

In the Zen room, there was no more sound. The passing time did not pass the woman's resolute words.

......

I am a person with evil spirits. Wandering in the abyss, I have never been redeemed, and I have never asked for it. Let the eternal darkness erode me, and let me be enchanting in the difficult void, completely luxurious, forever, forever...

------Xi Xinmiao