Wu Ming only felt a warm current suddenly surging up in his body, and his whole body fluttered.

Kim Miel patted him and hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"

Wu Ming looked up at Jin Mi'er in confusion and shouted, "Who am I? Who are you?"

He looked into Kimmier's eyes, and then, a deep tunnel of images appeared in front of him, and then he saw billions of creatures brushing before his eyes.

Heaven and earth are silent and quiet, a painting opens the sky, the movement and change of all things in the universe, nature is born from the harmony of fate, everything is born on the earth, everything is so exquisite and great, and everything is exactly the same. Without sunshine, there will be no rain and dew, no water source, no life, no spring breeze, no recovery of all things, no autumn rain, no rice fragrance everywhere. Without family, friendship, and love, the world would be lonely and dark.

From growth to death, and then to death, all living beings are endless, all beings will die, and death will return to the earth, and the cycle will go on and on, so that it is infinite.

Jin Mi'er only felt that his expression was solemn and strange, and his face was cloudy for a while and sunny for a while, as if he was watching a movie of life. Time passed minute by minute, Wu Ming was still motionless, and gradually, I saw a crystal teardrop hanging in his eyes.

Jin Mi'er looked strange and lost her voice, "What's wrong with you?"

At this time, the monks of the temple rushed up one after another and surrounded Wu Mingtuan. In their eyes, Wu Ming exuded layers of strange pure light all over his body. For a while, everyone was noisy, and "Gollum" spoke Nepali, but Kim Mir couldn't understand a word.

Kim Miel cried out in a hurry, "What the hell are you playing tricks on? ”

Everyone just shook their heads blankly, and their expressions were extremely surprised.

At this moment, an elderly Nepalese monk walked into the crowd.

When the monks saw the old monk, they bowed respectfully to him and said a bunch of Nepali words to him. Seeing that this old monk looked highly respected, Jin Mier thought, could it be that this old monk is the host here?

She hurriedly stepped forward and said in English, "We are passing tourists, why did my friend recite your mantra and become like this?"

The old monk shook his head slightly at Jin Mi'er, turned his head to look at Wu Ming, his face was shocked, and suddenly he put his hands together and bowed to Wu Ming.

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, and suddenly, with the old monks, they prostrated and bowed to Wu Ming.

This scene frightened Jin Mi'er, and she was even more confused, and she didn't dare to act rashly, not knowing what spell he was going to cast next.

I saw the old monk bow his head and "grunt" and recite a mantra, and then sat cross-legged facing Wu Ming. His body is upright, his eyes are slightly closed, his palms are stacked, his palms are upward, and he closes his eyes and recites: "Hum Ah Bang Miscellaneous Purr Horn Siddhi~"

When the monks heard the old monk chanting the mantra, they also chanted aloud together.

Wu Ming stood quietly for a long time, and hit a spirit, the strange scene he saw in his eyes and the strange group of monks in front of him, all kinds of doubts in his heart, he must find out. He took a deep breath to calm himself down, and suddenly saw the old monk in front of him, looked around, and for a while, the mantras chanted by the monks lingered in his ears, and his mind was chaotic.

Wu Mingdan felt that this old monk seemed to be a little familiar, and in the blink of an eye, a breath in his chest was surging upward, and he felt a little sleepy, so he sat cross-legged unconsciously. Unconsciously, he followed the old monk like a cat and a tiger, and also recited this incantation.

Jin Mi'er was shocked and suspicious from the side, thinking that Wu Ming had fallen into evil, so she hurriedly leaned over and grabbed Wu Ming's shoulder, trying to drag him up. However, the moment she came into contact with Wu Ming, her heart trembled, as if she had lost her soul, and her whole body couldn't help but be sucked by him, and then, that deep image tunnel also appeared in front of her eyes.

Jin Mi'er looked at the scene in front of her in a daze, and began to freeze. Slowly, she lay on Wu Ming's body and slowly fell asleep.

At this moment, Wu Ming only felt the things and breath in his mind beating back and forth, making him restless. He exhaled slowly and heavily, calming himself and letting his breath run smoothly.

Gradually, Wu Ming felt the subtle awareness of the contact between the breath and the skin. He felt the wind blowing, the trees moving, the birds chirping, and the sounds of nature like beautiful music, and his heart suddenly felt comfortable and happy.

He closed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but say, "This feels amazing...... and gradually settled down.

Time seemed to freeze, and I don't know how long it had passed, Wu Ming was silent, his eyes were slightly closed, motionless, only a faint breath remained.

Seeing the moon in the middle of the sky, the night was dark, and there was silence all around.

Wu Ming closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and muttered: "What I see, hear, smell, taste, touch, everything in the world changes all the time, who am I...... Who's ...... me?"

When the old monk heard Wu Ming speak, he hurriedly got up, bowed respectfully to Wu Ming, and suddenly opened his mouth and said, "You are a Bodhisattva!"

Wu Ming opened his eyes slightly and asked in a low voice, "Then who are you?"

The old monk continued: "This place, many generations ago, was called the Buddha Kingdom of the Western Regions. At that time, the Buddha country suffered a catastrophe of annihilation, demons were rampant, lives were devastated, the good law was destroyed, and the people were miserable. At the time of life and death, there was a monk from the Central Plains, with his endless compassion and vast magical power, guarding the light of the good law and the people of the earth, fighting to the death against the demons, and in the end, he defeated the demons and saved the lives of many people. ”

Wu Ming listened quietly, his eyelids drooped slightly, the story told by the old monk had nothing to do with what he asked, but he couldn't help but feel that there seemed to be a moral in the dark.

I saw that the old monk's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Wu Ming excitedly: "You are the great monk! And I, the monk of the Western Regions who survived that disaster, is in front of me." ”

Wu Ming's face trembled slightly, he looked at the old monk intently, and then said slowly: "Good! good! I ...... Birth, old age, sickness, death, unwantedness, parting with love, resentment, and the five aggregates are flourishing, and everything is changing...... Selfless...... Only time passes...... There is only a causal cycle...... In that life, I once guarded the monks of the Western Regions and the scriptures and laws, and in this life, you had the opportunity to help me get through the world and make me understand the nature of the ......."

Suddenly, Wu Ming's eyes shone with a golden light as bright as glass, and the entire hall was filled with golden light. When the monks saw this scene, they opened their mouths even more, and they all continued to prostrate and prostrate, excitedly shouting: "The Bodhisattva has come to the world!"

At this moment, a puff of black smoke suddenly overflowed from Wu Ming's trouser leg, and a monk couldn't help but glance at it, and let out an exclamation of "ah". I saw that in a black mist, there seemed to be several strange eyes, blinking and blinking.

Wu Ming looked at this black fog and said slowly: "Your revenge has also been avenged, and your hatred has been resolved, let it go and go to reincarnation." He raised his left hand slightly, and a golden light emanated from his palm. Slowly, the black mist turned into a breath of wind and disappeared.

Wu Ming's expression was neither sad nor happy, he sighed, "Heavenly Demon...... Garuda......"

Then, he looked down at the sleeping Kim Mi'er beside him. For a moment, he looked sad and happy, gently stroked Jin Mi'er's hair, and called softly: "Pan'er...... In that short life, you were so acknowledged. Thankfully, when we were young in the next life, we really met again. ”

He slowly picked up Jin Mi'er, stood up, looked up at Mingyue outside the door, and muttered, "Mom, I'll go see you." ”