The old monk was born and raised in the Central Plains, a fertile land of water and soil, which is a series of four halls, eight small Buddha temples, often have dignitaries and nobles to walk around, the majestic temple that was famous for a while. There, the old monk was just an ordinary monk in obscurity.

If it weren't for this accident, the old monk would have enjoyed his old age in this majestic temple.

The dripping sky is soft but also cold.

The old monk ran away overnight with this baby, who was just over a year old.

The city guard stopped him, looked at the big basket full of herbs on the monk's back, and asked where he went, p.s. This is an extraordinary time, and the prince is plotting against the rest of the party, but what suspicious person can report it?

The monks answered one by one, and at the end, they were allowed to go away.

A monk should not have lied, and the monk knew that when he decided to take the child away from these grievances, he was no longer a real monk.

The child grew up beside him, and he was too young to remember that the old monk had taken him over the mountains and mountains, but he only knew that since he could remember, he was a little monk, a little monk who had only seen the desert and was only born and raised in the desert.

The turbulent desert years are mostly because the old monk's accent is excluded, and the regions are different, the monks in the Central Plains preach the scriptures, and how many desert people can be respected?

The little monk asked the old monk why he was called Angelica, and the indifferent people said that this was the name of the medicine.

The old monk only sighed and said something that the little monk couldn't understand.

"Alas~ Angelica, Angelica, you have a relationship with the Buddha, and Angelica is in the arms of my Buddha. "Your father killed each other with his comrades, and soon after his majesty was assassinated, he died soon after, and the proud son of the dignified sky ended up being beheaded in the set, just for that throne, your father sent someone to send you to me, and when the person was dying, he only reverted to the word angelica, angelica, and should have returned, which is the true meaning of your name. However, the master is selfish and does not want to let your spiritual platform be stained with dust.

One day, the little monk rescued a little sand fox, he said that this dog is clever and lovely, the old monk thought of his life experience, sighed again, but said: "You see it is a puppy, it is a puppy." But he never explained the truth that this is not a dog and a fox, perhaps because the old monk was resisting from the bottom of his heart, resisting to let the little monk know that he was not a monk, but the eldest son of the prince of Longzhang Fengzi, who was not an ordinary person, not to mention the hatred of stealing the country?

The profundity of the monk is just the appearance, the dust heart moves early, and the only hope is the little apprentice who is deeply cast.

The moment the fox demon bit the throat of the old monk, the past was like a horse watching flowers, and finally came to his senses.

If he had kept the man's will and sent the child to another place, he would have been able to go back again, to the prosperous city, and to the room where he had been diligent every day, if so, he would not have stepped into the desert, and he would not have met the fox demon...

All kinds of things that have been held in the past have become the evil results of today!

It's a pity that he woke up too late, and it was too late to tell the little monk the true meaning of Angelica, and his life came to an end.

The only wish: the demon does not hurt my disciples, the old monk is full of essence and blood, and the whole skin is taken to the stomach!

The epiphany benefited the Buddha's light and awakened the demon fox's reason, but he was left alone.

Not far away, the young monk saw the blood light, perhaps awakening the mission that had been sleeping in fate... Since then, the story of the angelica monk began, a story of wanting the sand fox dog to pay for it with his life.

Angelica occasionally dreams, a person with blurred flesh and blood, hugging himself all over and blood, and his hideous face is unwilling to shout at him over and over again, "Avenge me", turning over and over, always taking revenge.

Until the master died in front of his eyes, at that moment he had a delusion, feeling that the blurred flesh and blood person who often frightened him in his dreams and haunted him overlapped with the master!

At that moment, Angelica really felt that the time the master looked at him on his deathbed, he was shouting: "My disciple, avenge the master!"

Because of this, even if the fox was willing to bring out Nedan as a sign of atonement, he never wavered.

Nightmares had become a terrible ghost that clutched his throat all the time, haunting him with every breath, so even though he knew that he was breaking the vows by doing so, he was still obsessed with it?

broke the fox demon's Neidan in public, and the madness of everyone woke him up, but he was more confused.

Everyone seemed to have turned into a vicious ghost at that moment, chasing the little fox who had long lost the ability to protect himself, and was so crazy that it seemed that he was going to devour that little body alive in the next moment!

Did he do it wrong?

There was only one voice in my head, hovering alone.

Perhaps, at that moment Angelica had regretted it, but seeing that fox actually broke out of the encirclement and ran towards him, there was a voice telling him, look, this fox demon must be unwilling, before he dies, he will drink your blood and eat your flesh, just like treating your master, your revenge is right, if you don't do anything, it will create one slaughter after another, and become a nightmare in the hearts of one innocent person after another.

His mercy was put away, and he stared indifferently at the fox that was running towards him, and he thought that he would not let it go today.

Is that blood?

In my heart, I seem to care very much about the red light under the fox demon's eyes, and the light shines directly in front of it, like a tear mole, blooming demonically.

Ridiculous!

The fox's face is covered with a mole of tears, how can it be so clearly presented in front of him?

It was as if the thing was too dazzling, like a treasure buried under the dust that still emitted light, and it could be noticed at a glance.

There is also a feeling in my heart that seems even more absurd.

But that's what I think.

This fox demon doesn't seem to be the one he wants to get revenge on?

By the time he came back to his senses, the fox demon had already fled far away.

The monk frowned, looking at the direction in which the fox had fled, "Demon...", he promised the master who turned into a ghost in his heart and begged him for revenge over and over again, no matter the ends of the earth, he would find that demon.

For this reason, he embarked on a journey of revenge.

"Have you ever seen a benefactor so big... A sand fox with a slightly fiery red coat?"

"The fox that the donor said, but this looks?"

"The donor has seen a ......"

He would ask questions whenever he could, and was even willing to give his camel to others in order to get an answer, no matter how hard the years were, it was not as bitter as the master who turned into a ghost day and night screamed all the time.

The rest of the story, maybe he didn't expect it for 10,000.

For example, a fox captured him alive and went to great lengths to talk to him about Buddhism.

For example, by chance he found the so-called suicide note.

It made people cry and laugh, if it weren't for the demonic ghost urging him and pressing him, he thought, he would definitely laugh on the spot.

The fox didn't know what kind of reincarnation it was, but he was able to break so many big truths, and many of them could even amaze him.

Gradually, there was one more voice in his heart, no sorrow or joy, clear and clear, and asked him again: Do you see through it?

There is no way to find out when the hatred for the fox began to deteriorate, perhaps starting from the fox overcoming his physical defects to talk about the Buddha and him, or maybe it started from the contradiction between hearing about the fox's harm and salvation in the mouths of the members of the merchant group who took him in, or maybe it was starting to pick up the little fox who was lying in a pool of blood.

The ghost no longer became terrifying, and with his state of mind, it gradually warmed up, leaving only confusion for the angelica monk.

What is right and what is wrong?

The fox demon said that he wanted to take him to see the sea, the fox demon said, the sea is magnificent, it is the king of the water, the water benefits all things without fighting, called the source of all things, from the trickling streams, gathered to the rivers and lakes, and finally went to the sea.

She talked about the sea, her eyes were shining, as if she had seen the magnificence she described in front of her eyes, I don't know if it was an illusion, at that time he always felt that what the fox demon was longing for in his eyes, immersed in it, was not the sea she was talking about, but another kind of mystery, but no matter how he thought, he couldn't figure out what kind of mystery it would be.

Occasionally, he looked up at the stars, and a ridiculous thought arose, more mysterious than the sea, could it be the place where thousands of stars returned?

Since everything in the world has a home, then there will always be thousands of stars, right?

Not long after this thought came to mind, he laughed and extinguished it.

He laughed at himself in his heart, when did he start, he also became a cranky person.

What is the fox demon dog to him?

Out of the desert, the monk thought, it should be like the existence of the water, like the scene she described the sea, little by little, her Buddhism finally condensed more and more trickles, which can be seen more and more clearly.

Perhaps, the fox demon dog is the last Huigen, he is far inferior to her.

The dragon girl scolded the fox demon for creating more bad karma, if it was in the past, he thought that he would definitely stand on the side of the dragon girl unconditionally, even if he and the dragon girl were just strangers and never knew each other, but at this moment he knew clearly that he had been persuaded by this little sand fox, no, or it could be said that he was somewhat impressed by this fox demon.

Fox demon dogs are not like this!

His heart knew the answer.

"Monk, the dragon maiden said that many Buddha disciples died tragically under my hands... Do you believe that?"

When she asked him, he didn't know what to say. It's one thing to think in your heart, and it's another thing to say it.

Then he saw the so-called sea.

People, reasonably, can't remember the years when they were too young, maybe the monk has a fate, facing the sea, the magnificent waves hit the deepest part of the soul, he actually evoked sporadic memories.

The old monk hugged him, carried him, crossed the mountains and mountains, hid every person, occasionally chattered, sighed, and pieced together the original, he had a fateful life experience, it turned out that he should have been burdened with a revenge mission, and it turned out that the person who often pestered him in his dreams was his father.

When he came back to his senses, he felt a loneliness that he had never felt before.

......

A sincere fox heart, a dying word:

"Monk, promise the little demon that he will strictly abide by the precepts from now on... Repair... Get the right result, the next life, small... It's a little demon too... Dip a little into the monk's... Light..."

On this day, the mood changed dramatically, with ups and downs, and the streams formed by the fox's chattering thoughts all day long gathered together, and the trend was like a rainbow.

Whoever has attachment is made together.

Phases are born from the heart, and if the heart stops, they will be destroyed.

...

Under the ups and downs, many of the things he had been attached to in the past were completely shattered, and there was never a moment when he wanted to let go of the past.

Once upon a time, he regarded the Buddha as extremely sacred, and nothing should be blasphemed.

For this reason, he once fought with the fox demon because of a robe, and the monk did not look like a monk, but like a shrew in the market.

He took the robe to wrap her body, only at this moment did he really understand, everything is moving, don't say that this robe is the Buddha temple that is enshrined every day, but the heart is obsessed.

The fox demon was right, his butcher's knife had never been put down in the past.

"Then put down the butcher's knife in Angelica's heart..."

Finally, he had an epiphany, and only from this moment did he truly understand why there was a Zen saying that everything is a Buddha.

"I want to cross you and become a Buddha. ”

Did Angelica finally become a Buddha?

A group of children surrounded a little monk, chattering and making noise, ashamed of the little monk, saying that he was always touting his master, and the monks did not lie, so they were not ashamed to praise the myth of an ordinary and unremarkable monk in cloth.

The little monk was very annoyed: "My master is a real living Buddha!

"You just blow, blow hard. One laughed.

One sneered: "Your master's clothes are all torn and patched, and even the clothes called Hanako are better than his clothes, how can there be such a poor living Buddha!"

The little monk was anxious to argue, and it was at this moment that a voice on the other end called: "Hudu, the monks have no desire and no quarrel, and they don't want to come back to the teacher?"

was caught by the master, he didn't dare to make another time, hurriedly squeezed out of this small circle of right and wrong, and returned to the monk's side, and the monk led him out of the city.

"Master, where are we going?" the little monk doubted.

"Go find the next reporter. He replied.

"Master, you always say that you report to the master, but you don't remember who entrusted us, we have walked so many roads..."

"People live in the present, the past and the future are not sought, just do the present well, it is enough. Saying this, he smiled: "Hudu, do you know the reason why you have recited the Dharma all your life in your previous life, but you have not achieved positive results?"

The little monk shook his head, and the big monk smiled: "It's because in the previous life, you were obsessed with the past and vainly sought the future, and the current Buddhism is naturally not good." ”

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Don't remember?

It's almost too late to remember. The first half of his life as an angelica was like evaporating water vapor, and he didn't know where to go the more and more.

After making an oath from the seaside, his soul was like a sword that had been sharpened like iron and clay and split in two, but there was no pain, but he clearly knew that he had lost a part of his soul, and the remaining part of the mutilation, with the time slowly condensed and repaired, so far, it has been like a new soul, that is, it is almost complete, and only a complete soul body can be cultivated.

Soon, the past will have nothing to do with him and will be completely forgotten.

Since it will be forgotten eventually, what else should you do?

It is because every little monk hì hoop is in a trance Χ waving the gong

The fox demon once said that if you plant a cause, you will get a great result.

Although he has not yet attained Buddhahood, he can't see the line of heaven, and he doesn't know much about the future, but at this moment, there is only so much he can do for the fox demon.

May she one day receive the good fruits of today's planting.

...

So, did Angelica finally become a Buddha?

Yes, it's done.

In this small world, when Angelica was seated, at the age of one hundred and twenty-seven, he crossed the reincarnation of his master, and then he became a Buddha on the spot, and his soul body entered the 'first ladder to ascend the clouds' in thousands of small worlds.

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That's it, it's over?

Hey, hey!

Ahem, yes, his play has...

Before the Angelica monk sat down, when there were often black clouds circling, he would sit on the spot and talk about the habit of Buddhism.

Ordinary people, see the black oppressive thunderclouds, always have to be frightened, even if they are fearless, they will be accustomed to find a place to shelter from the rain, but the angelica monk has this strange habit, the black clouds are coiled, then stand out of the open air and sit, began to preach, around do not say a person, even small animals are not hanging outside, and I don't know who he is talking to about this Buddhist scripture.

But the monk's apprentice, the little monk who always likes to boast about how powerful his master is, knows the truth.

Every now and then, there is always a black Jiao coiled in the black clouds, and when the master finishes his lecture, when he gets up and goes back, the dragon in the black cloud will always bow down to the back of the master and thank him, and then he leaves in the clouds.

Outsiders are Taoist monks Angelica likes to chant in the rain, and they don't stop until the rain stops, which is very weird.

But who has seen with his own eyes, from the lecture to the end, the angelica monk does not touch the rain, and the surging rainstorm never falls around the monk, and the thunderstorm is just to separate the peep of everyone in the world.

With the passage of time, there were a few more times, Angelica's apprentice had also seen that in addition to the regular customer Heijiao, there was also a huge real dragon entrenched in the black cloud, this real dragon did not come many times, but compared to Heijiao, it was very quiet.

Never tossing and turning in the clouds, angelica sitting still, dragon coiling without moving.

Later, the little monk grew up, his heart was much more restrained, and the true meaning of the emptiness of the five aggregates barely touched the threshold, and he saw more demons, even if the real dragon came again, it was not strange.

Even, he and the black Jiao became friends, they can be regarded as friends, and occasionally chat with him.

Although they chatted back and forth, they were all his masters, but in the end, he made friends with this black Jiao, and he also knew that the real dragon that occasionally entrenched in the sky was his eldest sister.

It wasn't until much later that the little black Jiao came in human form and saw him, which was the first time that the little black Jiao stood in front of him with the appearance of a human, and he could see the frowning brow and a depressed face at a glance.

He had come to inform him that because the eldest sister of Heijiao, the dragon had ascended a few days ago, and he would soon have to bear the burden left by the eldest sister, and he needed to increase his abilities, so he planned to retreat and practice penance. The years of the goblin are no better than that of human beings, and for Heijiao, this retreat may be hundreds of years, and he said that he was not willing to say goodbye to the angelica monk in person no matter what, so he came to ask him to tell him instead.

It should also be like this, when the Angelica monk sits, the black clouds that always love to wrap around the top of the disk in the past are cloudless...