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In fact, Yu Chusheng did a simple hypnosis to him, and he only needed to use words to induce, so Yu Chusheng didn't have to shy away from it in front of Qian Yuanmo and them.

Those past and feelings hidden deep in my heart were all told under the inducement of Yu Chusheng.

Thirty-two years ago, Xiao Yu was born in the suburbs of Mozhou in late autumn.

At that time, his birth dyed the eyebrows of his father and mother with a smile.

named Shen Ansheng, a lifetime of peace.

It's just that when he was five years old, when Shen's father took him to sell calligraphy and paintings on Mozhou Street, he met a fortune teller.

The fortune teller Youyun: "This child's life is hard, and he should be sent to a pure place, far away from his relatives, so as to save his own life and the lives of his relatives around him, otherwise, not only will he suffer others, but he will not live to be thirty-two years old." ”

The Shen couple were convinced of this.

Five-year-old Shen Ansheng was sent by his father and mother to Qingyin Temple in Mozhou, shaved as a monk, and entered Buddhism.

Five-year-olds, psychologically speaking, are going through the first period of rebellion in their lives.

Shen Ansheng resisted, to no avail.

Shen Ansheng was a little monk, chanting scriptures and listening to Zen.

However, life is not so satisfactory, in the temple, he is the youngest, taciturn, and naturally the target of bullying.

The desire for home is getting stronger.

The five-year-old little monk formed his personality and caused the fate of his life.

Grow up slowly.

Most people who are committed to the Buddha are compassionate, or they are all gentle.

Yu Chusheng asked about the string of Buddhist beads, and the woman who should be very special to him.

More than ten years ago, an incident happened in the temple, and it was also that time that he officially got in touch with the woman.

What binds people together is connection.

In fact, the girl often went to Qingyin Temple, but she never said a word to her.

That day was gloomy, but there was only one temple in Mozhou, Qingyin Temple, the incense was always vigorous, and the Qingyin Temple on that day was full of pilgrims.

The girl was called Yinghuan and knelt in front of the Buddha, pious and serious.

Xiao Yu just stood there, just looking at her quietly for a moment, probably because he hadn't seen such a lively and agile person for a long time, so he felt his heart pounding.

The girl stood up and smiled at her as she was about to leave.

The numb heart that had been tempered by the years jumped again.

It was also at that time that a group of people rushed in the temple.

That was the biggest mess that had ever happened in Mozhou City.

The bandits from the mountains broke into the temple and not only robbed many pilgrims, but also killed many monks.

Ying Huan was directly taken away by a bandit, the bandit was huge, holding a big knife in one hand, and directly resisting Ying Huan with the other, putting it on his shoulder, and Shi Shiran walked out.

More than ten years ago, he was not yet twenty years old, tall but weak, and looked vulnerable in the wide monk's robe.

It happened so suddenly, and many monks died in pools of blood before they could resist with sticks.

At that time, he picked up the big incense burner placed in front of the Buddha nearby, and without hesitation, smashed it into the bandit's calf.

The incense burner was very heavy and big, and he didn't know where he got the strength, but he only knew that he wanted to save the girl.

The bandit was hit in the leg, and Ying Huan on his shoulder was thrown to the ground by him, ran over in vain, just took Ying Huan's hand, and said, "Follow me!" "I was stabbed in the back.

The bandit had already stood up and slashed him hard in the back, red blood pouring out of his cyan robes.

Ying Huan was so frightened that his face turned pale, and when he saw that the bandit was about to cut down with a knife, he turned sideways and made Ying Huan avoid the knife, but the knife slid down his face.

Blood flowed down his eyebrows, along his face, along the corners of his mouth, down his mouth, and even into his eyes, so that he could not see the bandit's face clearly.

When he thought he would die under the bandit's knife, Ying Huan, who was holding his hand, suddenly took out a dagger from his arms and hit the bandit in the abdomen.

A single knife kills.

The girl's hands trembled violently, and a thin layer of sweat broke out.

She whispered, "I killed someone...... and there was fear in her voice.

As soon as the words fell, there was a mist in the eyes that often smiled.

Xiao Delusion pulled her away: "I'll take you away......"

The two men hid in the abandoned firewood room, holding hands tightly.

At that time, Xiao Yu forgot that he was a monk who was forbidden to have seven emotions and six desires, and Ying Huan forgot that she was a girl who had not left the cabinet.

When the people from the government came, the monks of Qingyin Temple suffered heavy casualties, and a large number of pilgrims died.

Those bandits have always been rampant, robbing all the neighboring cities of Mozhou, and they almost rushed to Kyoto.

For the first time, I felt that I was a living person, not a walking corpse, and every day was to ring the clock, chant sutras, and sit in meditation.

It was also the first time that someone needed him to make him feel valuable.

The heart, which had been dormant for many years, was awakened.

It took two months for Qingyin Temple to get in order again and start receiving pilgrims.

It's just that there are more laypeople all over the world, because something like that happened in Qingyin Temple, and there are a lot fewer pilgrims in Qingyin Temple.

Because the delusion was sent to Qingyin Temple because of the words of the fortune teller, after this incident, many monks in the temple blamed the delusion for this incident.

said that he is not only a relative, as long as it is someone around him, he will be restrained.

Delusion is more reticent.

It's just that Yinghuan comes to the temple more often, sometimes to pray for blessings, sometimes to listen to the master's Zen teachings.

He would look at her from afar, reciting scriptures in his heart while looking at her from afar.

Ying Huan sometimes says a few words to Xiao Yu, and Xiao Yu is very excited in his heart, but he is a monk who has shaved his degree.

It is destined to have no seven emotions and six desires.

Have you ever tried the feeling of being in love with someone?

Her smile and smile all touched the nerves of delusion, but delirium knew that he could only press it in the bottom of his heart.

Eliminate delusions, eliminate delusions.

Many times, he couldn't sleep at night, he sat on the bed, closed his eyes, and groped for his Buddha beads over and over again, hoping to purify his heart and few desires.

The pure heart and few desires that eliminate delusion are when I learned that Yinghuan was going to get married.

It was a sunny day, and it was no longer a little maid who accompanied Yinghuan, but also her mother.

I asked for a wedding contract.

Yinghuan's mother also asked the abbot of the temple to write a wedding couplet, wishing the two of them to grow old.

Unexpectedly, when Yinghuan left that day, he said to him: "Little monk, will you be vulgar?" "Smile brightly.

He breathed violently, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, held the string of Buddhist beads in his hand vigorously, and said in a trembling voice: "Amitabha, the girl is laughing, how can a poor monk return to the world since he has entered the Buddhist gate." ”

Ying Huan didn't give up: "Why can't it?" There are a lot of monks who are still lay, why can't you? ”

Xiao Yu closed his eyes and said word by word: "Girl, let's go home early." "He's an ominous man.