"As a teacher, I want to hear what the seven delusions have seen outside. ”

Qi Delirium nodded and narrated them one by one, just as when he was a child, he went out with the Master and would tell the Master every time he came back: "The Seven Delirium met an ascetic monk with the Dharma name Zijing, who was alone in the ruined temple, self-sufficient, and had no pilgrims, but the temple was always clean and dust-free, very religious, and many small animals had developed spiritual wisdom. He gave me a warning: walk with your heart. ”

You Tan nodded: "As a teacher, I once had a relationship with him. "You Tan was very calm when he talked about Master Zijing.

The Seven Delusions asked, "What about atonement?" Although my Buddha is compassionate, Master does not advocate the conversion of people who have killed people with deep cruelty to our Buddha, and instead of becoming a Buddha, it is better to atone for their sins in form, and the living are not qualified to forgive the dead. In this respect, the always gentle Master is particularly harsh and unique.

"His iniquity comes from war. You Tan said softly, "He is a soldier of the Yan Kingdom." ”

Seven delusions.

Although Master Zijing is older, his steps are firm, his backbone is straight, and he used to be a soldier. There has been no battle in the country for a long time, and going back decades, it was the one where the Yan Kingdom was destroyed. Soldiers went to war to protect their country, and they were hostile and had different positions, but they were also deeply killed.

After the seven delusions sighed, he said: "The Huaicheng acacia flowers are often undefeated, and the seven deliriums and the empty two went to meet a female benefactor. ”

You Tan smiled: "Seven delusions want to cross her?"

Qiyu nodded first, and then shook his head again: "Some people can't cross. They don't want to. ”

Youtan nodded: "Those who can cross, don't force it." ”

"In the Yang Mansion, the Seven Delusions saw the imperfect Spirit Devouring Array, and Mrs. Yang sacrificed her life to renew the lives of Master Yang and Yang An. ”

Youtan nodded: "What do you think of the seven delusions?"

Seven delusions: "I feel his affection, but I understand but I don't agree." ”

Youtan: "Then the Seven Delusions, do you have some enlightenment now?"

There are many things that Qi Yu wants to ask, such as Master's death, such as whether he can see Master again, but looking into those dark and transparent eyes, Qi Yu silently bowed his head and pursed his lips: "Qi Yu is stupid, and his heart is still full of confusion." ”

Youtan didn't force it, "It's okay, then let's take a walk." ”

Seven delusions nodded, with a serious expression: "Seven delusions are taught." ”

You Tan smiled: "Little old man." ”

"Has Master ever regretted it?" Qi Delusion asked, but he didn't know what he was asking, asking Master if he regretted entering the Buddha, or did he ever regret meeting Tao Yao's predecessors?

Seven deliriums didn't even know what kind of answer they were expecting.

"Would you like to listen to the teacher? You Tan didn't answer positively, stroked the painting, looked at Qiyu, smiled with his eyebrows, and Qiyu nodded.

"For the teacher and her story. ”

The sachet flashed in Qiyu's mind, and the splendid, amazing and obsessive flower bloom was also shown.

"The youngest child is the most beautiful memory of my youth. It's just that I lack courage in the end. Yan Li loves freedom the most, yearns for a chic and happy life, and does not like to be restrained, while Youtan bears his fate and has his own responsibilities and destiny. ”

"Yanli's twenty years are Yanli's greatest freedom. Youtan's tone was flat, "And his regret is that he realized it too late." Yao'er is Yan Li's confidant and cherishes each other. However, staying together is too short, and I don't know deeply, and yin and yang are separated, so I understand that love is deep-rooted. I don't know if it's ridiculous or pathetic. ”

"Master. "Seven delusions don't know how to comfort them.

"I don't want you to be the same in the future. Youtan sighed softly and hung up Fang Cai's painting. "Seven delusions, what do you see in this painting?"

Qi delusion looked up along Youtan's hand: it is a word and not a word. He saw the tree blooming and then dying, the stars filling the sky and then extinguishing, the young seedlings sprouting, and the sun shining brightly after the stars and moons turned.

Cause and effect are reincarnated, and everything is impermanent.

The Seven Delusions gradually realized: "Everything has its own cause and effect. ”

"She treats you very affectionately. Seeing that Qiyu's eyes gradually focused, Youtan turned around and walked out the door, "You also have her in your heart." ”

"Me. Seven delusions looked at Youtan's gentle and tolerant face and nodded slowly, "Yes." ”

Seven delusions followed Youtan and walked out.

Xiao Qiyu outside the door was walking with a serious pace, but the joy that couldn't be hidden in his eyebrows and eyes could still see his immaturity. And the moment I saw Master, my pace was obviously much lighter.

"But what did you do to be happy?" asked Yutan, leaning over.

"Seven vain released the fish, and it said goodbye to me. Xiao Qiyu described, holding a small bun on the top of his head, swaying with the movement, as cute as a pink carving.

"What a fool. Youtan patted Qiyu's tender shoulder.

Hearing this, Xiao Qi laughed vainly, and the tiger teeth at the corners of his mouth loomed.

Qiyu watched quietly, and the picture was as warm as in his memory.

He was in a dream, and he knew he was in a dream.

There was a large fog in front of him, and as he walked forward, the fog moved forward, not so much as he was dominating, but rather the fog pushing him forward.

He couldn't see the scene on either side, or even the road under his feet, but he didn't have the slightest fear, because he knew that his heart told him he wanted to go there.

A yard.

Song Jun suddenly arrived in this courtyard, without passing through any door, and the surrounding fog did not disperse.

And when he took a step forward, his eyes opened up.

There is something still in the mist.

He took a step forward, and the mist lifted to reveal a stone table and four stone benches.

He got closer, and saw that the stone table was carved with different shades of lines, with some kind of pattern.

Chess? No.

Go? No, it's not.

It's flying chess.

It was very special, which made him bend his lips and have a slight smile in his eyes.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and strangely enough, he could touch the chessboard, which he couldn't touch before.

Wen Ru was observing Song Jun's expression and frowned slightly when she saw him.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Ru's voice floated from afar, and Song Jun was stunned for a moment before replying, "I can touch something." ”

Wen Ru: "This is your realm of consciousness, and you can touch everything you can think of. ”

Song Jun was stunned for a moment, and then saw that he had an extra flying chess in his hand.

That's what he had in mind.

But he frowned, and let the flying chess dissipate again.

Only then did he stretch his eyebrows.

"Can you describe the space you're in?"

"It's a courtyard with a stone table carved with flying chess. ”

"It's special. Wen Ru's voice was dyed with a smile.

"Hmm. Song Jun nodded, and then looked behind the stone table.

It was a swing.

Song Jun walked up, "There's also a swing here." ”

"But it was quiet and there was no one. Song Jun spoke.

Wen Ru nodded, "You try to imagine the person you want to meet." ”

Wen Ru nodded, sketched the swing frame on the paper, and said, "I'm sorry I can't help you, then, do you want to wake up?"

"I want to stay a little longer. Song Jun pushed the swing, watched it shake, and spoke.

"Okay," Wen Ru looked at her watch, "Mr. Song, you still have a minute." ”

"Okay. Song Jun nodded, sat on the swing, did not shake, his eyes swept over the stone table in front of him, and looked farther away, the fog was thin, it was a room, and the door was tightly closed.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Song. ”

Wen Ru's voice came again.

It's time.

The scene in front of me is slowly fading, first the swing under him, then the stone bench and the stone table.

Song Jun vaguely saw a hand gently push open the door, revealing the corner of the red dress.

"Mr. Song. Wen Ru lowered her voice and called again.

He was conscious, and his body was still lying flat on the bed.

Then, with a slight flutter of eyelashes, he opened his eyes.

The gray-blue eyes amazed Wen Ru.

Wen Ru then spoke, "I'm sorry. ”

Song Jun shook his head, sat up from the bed, and then came down, "No, I saw her." ”

Wen Ru was stunned for a moment.

Song Jun didn't explain, and lowered his head to put on his shoes.

It coincided with the sound of the pendulum striking three times.

Song Jun stood up and took the blazer from the hanger, "It's time, Miss Wen, goodbye." ”

Wen Ru was stunned for a moment before smiling and saying, "Well, goodbye Mr. Song." ”

Song Jun's back was straight, and his suit was meticulous, just like when he came.