Now "she"?

Is it referring to the banshee she turned into in that past?

Now that he was discovered, he didn't hide his form anymore, and walked out of the darkness directly, just staring directly at the little man with a big thumb, with some curiosity in his eyes.

Probably recognized her identity, the little man was not afraid of her anymore, and as soon as he turned over again, he sat back on the edge of the lotus pot, and looked at her with some curiosity: "Why don't you speak?

"If you say 'she' and you're referring to my past, you're not mistaken. I am indeed her present. ”

Seeing that she was talking to him, but the lotus pot was placed on the ground, it was very short, and she felt that it was not very suitable, so she squatted down and sat cross-legged on the edge of the lotus pond, trying to be as level as possible with it.

"But what about you?"

"Me?"

The little man giggled, his eyes rolled around, his eyes flickered, and he fell on the lotus lamp that was burning under him, and he had an idea.

"Well, I'm a boy under the ancient Buddha seat, you can call me a lamp boy. ”

Lamp Boy?

When I saw it, I knew that it was talking nonsense, but I didn't pierce it, I only guessed that it was a spirit born in this ember pool and transformed into something, so I also looked at the lotus cup.

"So, Master Yichen, is this lamp lit for you?"

"Of course. ”

The little man looked white, illuminated by the warm yellow light, as if his whole body was shining, and he shook his arms proudly and shook his legs hanging on the edge of the lotus pot.

"I'm afraid of the dark, and if I don't light the lights, it's scary. ”

“……”

Afraid of the dark.

Seeing the sorrow, I suddenly had a feeling of speechlessness, but looking at the serious appearance of this villain who claimed to be the "lamp boy", I didn't think it was a joke.

The lamp boy pouted: "Don't you believe that?"

"No, it's rude. It's just that since I stepped into the path of cultivation, I have seen all kinds of creatures, and I have never seen anyone who is afraid of the dark, so I was a little surprised for a while. ”

Seeing sorrow explained, he then looked at the ember pool.

"Is that where she came from......

Under the light of the lotus lantern, the ember pond was no longer clear in the daylight, and it looked a little blurry. If you look closely, you will see that what looks like ash is a special, gray-black dust particle, which gathers into bundles and moves with the water.

On the surface of the water, all kinds of illusions flickered.

Each stream of water brings a different illusion.

Some men, some women, some are spirits in the mountains, some are old monsters who have achieved cultivation, and even some evil cultivators of the Demon Dao, and there are also some hidden powers.

What is left behind and forgotten is also different.

There is the fluttering of the spring breeze, the sluggishness of the meal and the open sleep, the rigidity when giving up the world, and the hard work when the fireflies reflect the snow......

"Yes, when I first met her, she was different. Hey, it doesn't seem right to say that, it's your past that is special. Anyway, in a few years, she will be able to talk to me quietly, and she will be able to listen to Master Yichen's Buddhist scriptures. ”

The lantern boy didn't know what he was looking at, so he poked his head over to take a look.

"Do you like watching them too?"

"Just curious. ”

Seeing sorrow, he shook his head and did not withdraw his gaze.

"In my opinion, there is not only a human past in this ember pool, but even much more fragmented. There is something that has been forgotten, there is an experience that has been forgotten, and even something that has disappeared from its owner, good or bad......"

"Well, that's what the master said. The Lamp Boy blinked, and his eyes lit up, "And they have complained to me that their master doesn't care about them anymore, that's why they're here." ”

Not care......

yes, I just don't care.

Seeing that the mood of this time was lingering in a thousand ways, it was really complicated, so I couldn't answer the phone. It's just that, it seems to be concentrated, but in fact it looks at the illusion of everything in front of him.

Seeing that she didn't care about herself, the lantern boy was a little unhappy, stretched out his short arm, and barely poked her knee: "What are you thinking?"

Seeing that he looked back at him, he said lightly: "I'm thinking about her, I'm thinking about me, I'm thinking about people, and I'm thinking about this ember pool." ”

"What's there to think about here?"

The lamp-burning boy still didn't understand.

A dim flame of light burned behind it.

The full lamp oil was already a little lighter, but it was still soaked in that section of the wick, and after being ignited by that little flame and burned out, it turned into a wisp of black smoke and drifted towards the dark night sky.

It's as if this dark night is blackened by this lamp.

"Because I don't understand, I have to think about it. ”

Seeing the sorrowful gaze, following this wisp of black smoke, it gradually disappeared into the void, and slowly retracted it, and there was a faint understanding.

"Burn the lamp, the ember pool ......"

The Ember, the Ashes also.

Seeing sorrow, he squinted slightly, and his gaze fell back on the pool of water, staring at it for a long time.

In the middle of the moon, the stars are scarce.

She didn't say anything more, and the lamp-burning boy didn't seem to think she was funny, so he didn't bother, but still looked at her face and demeanor curiously.

Although people sit on the edge of the pool, they have no breath.

Seeing that the whole person seems to be settled, as if the grass, trees and rocks in the mountains are completely integrated with the surrounding environment, and there is a realm of heaven and man.

If he hadn't been looking at her all the time, the lamp-burning boy would have almost thought that there was no one in front of him.

It is also another strange existence in this heaven and earth, and its origin is not ordinary, and its spiritual intelligence is naturally extremely high. But some of the other beings in this ember pool are not so smart.

About half an hour passed, and when the spirit of this mountain was at its heaviest, they came out one after another.

It was the ash pool that carried a stream of water wrapped in ashes, some as thin as a butterfly's wings, some as light as a snake, all of which flew up from the pool, and even moved on the surface of the water, and even directly revolved around the sorrow.

"Today's lamps are warm, too. ”

"Boy, how is the evening?"

"Little broken boy doesn't sit down well, hehe, beware of Zen Master Xuelang coming to beat you tomorrow morning. ”

"What is this? Is this a new statue? Why does it look like our big guy?"

"yes, yes, exactly the same. ”

"Hey, what kind of big guy, she's gone, and now General Ben is your leader!"

……

The small sounds, dense and humming, soon intertwined over the pool, and completely surrounded the sorrow.

The Lamp Boy rolled his eyes, happy to see the embers die.

It just waited for the sorrow to suddenly open its eyes and scare them to death.

But I didn't expect that after waiting left and right, a long time passed, and the sorrow sitting there didn't move, it was really like a statue.

The lantern boy was suddenly a little surprised.

It cautiously leaned up and poked it, but it still didn't move.

Hey, it can't be a sudden death, right?

It was taken aback by this thought in its own heart, if it wasn't for the fear of darkness and not daring to leave this lamp now, it was afraid that it would immediately rush down the mountain to hug the thigh of Zen Master Xuelang and tell him to come and see.

The lamp-burning boy retracted his hand, somehow a little frightened.

If you open your eyes at this time and see its timid and scared demeanor, I'm afraid you can't help but laugh out loud. Luckily, her eyes are still closed.

I didn't respond to it, and it wasn't because I didn't feel it.

It's because at this moment, she knows and feels too much, too widely, and too much!

Almost as soon as she gazed at the ember pool, all the floating, intertwined, and ever-changing illusions in the pool flooded into her mind!

Where is the best place to distract from other things?

Countless pictures spread out in her mind, some of them were just like a small, glittering fragment, and some were long, like a brilliant ribbon of light......

Everything is a certain detail, a certain paragraph of other people's lives.

It is a prosperous Kyoto long road.

The jade chariot is vertical and horizontal, the golden whip is full of streams, the dragon title treasure covers, and the phoenix spits tassels.

The rich man sat on the street painting building, with the beauty in his arms, drinking and singing. The gold-level jade hall, the silver candle shines high, and it is extravagant.

It's a tent in the snow and ice.

The beacon fire shines for a long time, the iron armor is cold, the snow is covered with flags, and the wind blows the drums!

The scholar and scribe who sat solemnly in the tent, listened to the sound of the call in the outside world, and finally threw his pen, burned the book of the five carts, bowed down to the Son of Heaven, and resolutely asked for his life!

It is a passenger ship that berths in the cold river at night.

The moon sinks, the black magpie flies south, the fishing fire reflects the sadness, and in the silence, the bell of the distant temple has struck the heart.

The stranger who bleached outside, completely tossed and turned, looked at the moon in the sky, and also looked at the fishing fire on the river that was crushed by the water waves, and sighed softly, but it was difficult to release the travel sorrow that filled his heart.

It is also a lonely snow-capped mountain.

The peaks and mountains unfold like nine stacks of clouds, but the majestic shadows fall into the bright lake below, reflecting the bright and beautiful green daisy.

The powerful monk holding the green jade staff flew up on the colorful clouds, raised his hand at the top of the snow-capped mountain, and the sky was suddenly night. Thousands of stars converge at his fingertips, gathering into a bright spark, illuminating all directions!

……

There are thousands of kinds, and they seem endless.

The frivolity of not knowing the world when he was young, the melancholy of missing his husband in his boudoir, the blood of fighting with others in the dark, and the tenacity of meditation and penance......

But these are all existences that have been forgotten and abandoned by their old masters.

Under the illumination of the lotus lamp, this floating pond is the life of the people in the world, the different choices between all saints and ordinary people, the right and wrong that are entwined with cause and effect, the seven emotions and six desires that rise and fall or rise or shine or extinguish, that is-

After the lamp was lit, the ashes remained!

Lamp-burning Buddha, Buddha of the past.

Ember Pool.

Burning Lamp Sword.

All the fog has been dissipated at the moment when the three are connected!

Seeing that the heart was clear.

There is no longer the hesitation that was born for the choice of his past, and there is no wandering for the unsolved problem in front of him, even this once confused heart seems to have been wiped off all the dust, clean and clear.

My heart is like a lamp!

All the past is ashes.

If we do not sweep it away, how can the lamp be bright, how can the heart be clear? But take what I do not give up, and give up what I do not take from my ears.

At this moment, her closed eyes finally opened.

It's halfway through the night.

The Ember Spirits originally thought she was a clay puppet, dancing around the Ember Pond leisurely, but no one expected her to suddenly open her eyes, and suddenly stopped in unison, as if frightened.

Then, the mountain roared!

This group of strange beings who had been swaggering in front of them almost simultaneously let out a piercing scream, either on the surface of the water or in mid-air, turned around, and were about to flee in all directions.

It can be seen that the movements of sorrow are more than ten times faster than them!

Raise your head in the void a little, and the whole heaven and earth seem to be still at this moment!

She looked at them, with complete kindness in her eyes, and only sighed softly: "I have a heart lamp ready to burn, please borrow me a little spark!"

As soon as the voice fell, the pool was full of sparkling stirring!

From the surface of the pool to the bottom of the pool, whether it is the one whose attachment has deepened into an ember spirit, or the one that has disappeared and sunk down, all the ashes are rushing up!

In the dimness, there was a little bit of dusty light shining from them......

It is the grievances and grievances that have been given up for their old masters, and the seven emotions and six desires that they are unwilling to give up; it is the obsession that one has let go, and it is the long-cherished wish that the other has picked up!

Their old masters, because of "giving", have achieved their own present;

And they themselves are "reluctant" and unable to give up, and they have achieved themselves at this moment.

People can give up the past, but if the past itself has a spirit, how can they give up the past and give up themselves?

Borrow.

borrow your joys, sorrows, joys and sorrows;

It is not too late to borrow your white head to read, and it is not too late to borrow your pen and sword;

borrowed the dream of the butterfly, and borrowed the spring heart of the Emperor to the cuckoo;

Singing when you wake up, sleeping when you are drunk, gathering and scattering, and rounding up the shortages......

Borrow a wisp of green silk under your lamp, and borrow three points of the years between my eyebrows!

Thousands, countless lights.

Although the dust was as fine as it was, even faint and dim, it seemed to be attracted by some strange attraction at this moment, converging into a hazy star stream, flowing towards the fingertips of the sorrowful.

So as soon as they gathered, they condensed at her fingertips and burned into a beam of sparks!

The Burning Lamp Sword, which had been restrained by her, had already floated out as early as when she pointed out to the Ember Pool, hanging straight above her head, the tip of the sword downward, only three inches from her top heart.

At this moment, the sparks at her fingertips turned into waterfalls.

Flying up in an instant, the hilt of the sword at the height of the spontaneous combustion lamp sword fell, like hot and red magma, covering downward!

The twenty-one treasure flower patterns on the sword body seemed to be instantly ignited by this spark or heart fire, and with the light of this fire, they lit up one after another and turned red!

When it fell, even the tip of the sword was completely lit up.

The whole lamp-burning sword looked like a re-forging, and there was a faint bit of birth in the warm smoke and fire.

When the spark fell to the tip of the sword, it was like a stream of water droplets, and it was gathered in one place.

It's a lot smaller, but it's also a lot softer.

It's just like seeing the light in front of her sorrow that dispelled the dark lotus lamp flame around her, and fell "ticking" along the tip of the sword, and then fell to the top of her head, submerged from the heavenly spirit, and appeared between her eyebrows, illuminating her body!

The name of the sword is lit by the lamp, and the double realm is carried out;

The fire name is heart-wrenching, and the past and the present can be broken!

When the "heart lamp" was lit between the eyebrows, in the bottom of the heart, thousands of dirt and dirt had gone. I can feel the shock I received at that moment.

Originally, she was suppressed by her in the realm of Yuanying's peak Great Perfection......

There are faint traces of loosening!

It's just that she reacts quickly in the end.

With a pinch, the soul was determined, only to make the heart lamp gradually dim, and the realm that was faintly about to break through the limit was finally slowly suppressed and no longer shaking.

Although the mood has skyrocketed, the body is still a baby!

When everything was stable, she retracted her fingers, and as soon as she stretched her fingers, the Burning Lamp Sword automatically flew into her palm, and the tentacles were as warm and suitable as warm jade.

On the jet-black sword body, twenty-one treasure patterns filled the flame color.

Burning the lamp sword, the Buddha in the past, was originally to make people break through the past.

She let out a long breath.

At this time, the many ember spirits on the ember pond who had borrowed her spark earlier had already been frightened back into the pool and did not dare to appear. Only by the lotus lamp by the pool, the lantern boy was bold, quietly poked out his little head, blinked, and his eyes were full of intense curiosity.

"What did you just do?"

"Figured out something. ”

Seeing that he had collected his sword, the emotion of enlightenment had not yet dissipated, and his voice was still hazy and vague with a sigh.

The lantern boy was puzzled: "Is it the person you thought about before, the person you thought about yourself, and the person you thought?"

Seeing sorrow smiled and nodded: "Not bad." ”

This time, the lantern boy didn't understand it even more.

He raised his arms and put them on the edge of the lamp, just to cushion his chin, and muttered, "Then what do you mean?"

What is the meaning?

Seeing that the bottom of his eyes was a little distant, those feelings from a moment ago poured into his heart for a while.

"Man is a lamp. A life is a lamp. ”

Her eyes moved away from the lamp-burning boy's body, but it fell back on the lotus lamp he was lying on, the wick flame was slight, and the green smoke and ashes curled, she chuckled and sighed lightly.

"In the end, I'm so angry, she's so ember. ”