The desert can really destroy a person's mind, Xie Boqing can't remember how long they have been gone, he can't think of when he left the gate of the Jin family, what he thinks about now is when he opened his eyes, and a golden tower appeared in front of him.

Originally, he was not convinced of the authenticity of the Buddha, but after he came out of the Jin family, he was convinced of his existence, and the Jin family obviously knew about the existence of the Great Buddha Temple.

"Huh, there's water up ahead?" the two had been ravaged by the dry wind and sand in the desert for a long time, and they were very sensitive to the sudden damp breath.

As if he had seen a light in the darkness, he ran briskly up to the sand dunes in front of him, and was taken aback by what he saw.

Not far in front of them, a pool of blue eyes was boundless, and the cool breeze rolled up the waves. Who would have thought that at the end of the desert there would be a sea!

How is this good, Xie Boqing and Yueyan approached the sea, the sea was full of yellow sand, the scene was shocking, but Xie Boqing wanted to know what to do next.

Xie Boqing tried his best to see farther, but in addition to the seawater, what he saw farther away was the seawater.

Helplessly, Xie Boqing found a place to sit down, he picked up the shells on the ground, this was the first time he felt so anxious, obviously feeling that the goal was about to be in front of him.

The two of them walked along the seaside, Yueyan kicked the shells at his feet from time to time, he could see the strangeness of his master, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only follow him silently.

"What's that?" The two of them had walked for a long time, and the sky had already darkened, and Yue Yan noticed a strange building in front of them.

A broken bridge made of stone! Xie Boqing boarded this bridge, the bridge body was deeply rooted in the sand, and in order to stabilize the bridge, it seemed that the lower body of the bridge was buried deeply. What's more, if there is a bridge in this kind of place, it means that there must be people living here!

Xie Boqing looked around, and sure enough, on the east side of the bridge, he saw all the smoke.

This small village is not large, with only a few families, and it is self-sufficient by the sea. The people of the village did not reject the two outsiders so much, but welcomed them warmly.

As soon as he approached the village, Xie Boqing smelled a fragrance, and now that he had entered the village, the aroma was even better.

"It's sandalwood. Yueyan is very sensitive to smell, and he smelled it early.

Worship the Buddha and burn incense, they say that sandalwood is the best, this small village is overflowing with sandalwood, it seems that there are some doorways.

In the evening, the villagers lit a bonfire on a sandy field to entertain the two outsiders, and in the flickering sparks, Xie Boqing learned about the legend of the village.

Legend has it that this village used to have a name, called Buddha Village, because there is a famous temple at the end of this sea, and many outsiders come here to look for this temple, and with the increase of outsiders, people give this village this name.

At that time, the village was still very large, and everyone crossed the sea by boat, and it is said that the fastest boat sailed on the sea for two days and two nights. The people of the village made a small fortune by crossing the sea, and the people tasted the sweetness.

Later, more and more people came here, and there were too few boats. How could people give up their immediate interests and think of another way, and later someone really thought of a way to build a bridge on the sea and collect bridge tolls!

It may be that the Buddha saw the greed of the people, how can the bridge not be built, no matter how deep the foundation is buried, there will be crabs to dig up the sand next to the foundation, people use fishing nets to fence the foundation near the foundation, the bridge has just been built ten meters away, a giant whale stranded on the shore, crashed the bridge.

Later, people found that no matter how hard they tried, something would destroy it, so they simply stopped building the bridge. Continue to ferry people by boat, but this time the boat will always change the direction of travel inexplicably, either it will circle on the sea, or it will inexplicably return to the village.

Since then, people have not been to the temple on the other side, and the people of the village have realized something, and they burn incense and worship the Buddha every day, but it still does not help. The village has also lost its prosperity, and now there are not many people left in this village, but the tradition of burning incense remains.

"You're here to find that temple too. "A village name handed Xie Boqing a freshly grilled fish.

"Yes" Xie Boqing took the fish and put it directly into his mouth, the moment his tongue touched it, he found that the fish was hot to death, and his hideous expression could be seen through the firelight.

"For this child?" the villager pointed to the boy who had fallen asleep by the fire, they had been walking for so long, Yue Yan was already tired.

Xie Boqing nodded, he looked at the sleeping child, these days, it seems that he has ignored that he is still a ten-year-old child, Yueyan also followed in obscurity all the way, it is estimated that every day is like today, even if he is tired, he will not say it, at that moment Xie Boqing feels that he owes this child a lot.

"But when you get to that temple, you can't solve the demonic energy on this child?"

"I'm going to have to try, no, I'm thinking of something else. ”

"He shouldn't be your child, so why are you so persistent?"

"Persistent?" At first, he just wanted to help someone fulfill his last wish, but when he really held Yueyan in his hands, saw him smile, heard him speak for the first time, and saw him walk on his own for the first time. Xie Boqing's heart had already understood, why Elder Ping would rather sacrifice his own life to let this group of children be born, and then when he saw that the world looked at Yue Yan like that, he was really heartbroken, he wanted Yue Yan to be like other children, like the children of the Jin family, like the genius of the Tu family, not the demon boy who was spurned by the world and didn't even dare to teach him swordsmanship.

He loves the child in front of him, and he wants the best for this child.

"If you were asked to give your life to help this child, would you agree?"

"Yes" Xie Boqing agreed very decisively, he had thought about this problem more than once, he might not be as great as Elder Ping and could give him life, but he also wanted to do something for this child, such as living like an ordinary person. Anyway, if he didn't have this child, he would have been tortured to death by this black-and-white upside-down world.

The bonfire was still burning, and Xie Boqing threw the fish in his hand into the fire, and the village took out a short knife from his back.

Actually, it's not that there is no way, the Buddha said that only those who have lost their loved ones, and those who have no hope in their eyes will receive the Buddha's relief, and then the Buddha will come to him. The man handed the short knife to Xie Boqing.

"As long as you give your life here, the boy will be relieved by the Buddha. ”

Xie Boqing stared at the short knife, holding him in his hand, he stared at the sleeping young man, and the short knife slowly plunged into his heart.

At that moment, Xie Boqing thought a lot, remembered the woman with a smile on her eyebrows, remembered the wine that was difficult to eat that night, remembered the demon elder with a kind face, and thought of his failed life, maybe this was the most correct decision he had ever made in his life.

In the dark, Xie Boqing had a dream, he dreamed that he returned to the gym where he studied art, he was still such a young man, kneeling in front of the main hall, the people in the hall were talking to him something, vaguely heard "people are sophisticated, a little cautious".

When he was dying, Xie Boqing's surroundings were faintly lit up, and a golden light flowed through his fingers.