Hearing this, Wutong walked slowly, walking past the man, he still didn't move, the man stretched out his hand, but he just walked within the range that was not his attack.

To be honest, the scenery in the gate is nothing more than those, every scene is extremely familiar, and the emotion that may have risen in my heart when I was young is now nothing, just sitting there in a daze.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different from year to year.

Brushing the same dungeon scenery, if it weren't for the different people, I'm afraid that I would lose hope of continuing early on.

She was lonely, she was wandering, wandering in this world, she thought that whoever stayed must love the people in the world very much, but she never thought that maybe it was because of loneliness.

Just like some people don't get married because they fall in love with someone, a qiē is just that they finally bow their heads and agree.

Those who can do all the tasks and then return to real life are probably too strong inside.

On the way, Wu Yu said: "Let's go to Shaolin Temple." ”

Sycamore won't question her.

Shaolin Temple is on the high mountain, very thrilling, not to mention that there is a person in his arms, Wu Yu regretted it when he went up, so he closed his eyes and tightly held it in his arms.

He stopped for a long time, Wu Yu opened his eyes and jumped down, the original Shaolin Temple should be in the place only a piece of ashes and burning pillars, half of the Buddha statue fell to the ground, Shakyamuni's face is always compassionate, even if he only has half of it left, it is also compassionate, as for the rest of the Buddha statue, it may have become a charred stone.

Wu Yu didn't stay too long, and walked to the mountains in the distance, where there was also a Shaolin Temple. It is deserted, all made of rustic logs, and there is no much splendor. It doesn't even look like it's a little bit from a distance, and it doesn't look very big.

When he pushed the door open, the ash on the eaves fell a layer down, and a novice came up from the path and shouted, "Master, a tiger is coming." ”

Tiger, Wu Yu was stunned for a moment. Fang Cai reacted that he was talking about himself, and then smiled with relief, the woman is indeed a tiger. Or tigress.

Wu Yu said: "Go." ”

Wutong went, even one step ahead of the novice, and the little novice was so anxious that he cried.

Wu Yu deliberately said fiercely: "Go and open the door and call your master out." Otherwise, I'll eat you. ”

A voice came from inside the house: "If the female benefactor has something to do with the poor monk." Come in, why bother a child. ”

Wu Yu said: "I heard that Buddhists have the ambition of sacrificing their lives to feed eagles and feed tigers, so I want to come and see it today." ”

The man in the room said: "If the donor wants to kill people, he will kill the poor monk, so why bother him." ”

"Funny, if you are willing to die, why don't you come out and receive it yourself, but let us in. There's some ulterior secret. ”

The man said: "Even if a poor monk is about to die, even if he knows any secret, that secret must not be told." ”

Now that the little novice understood, he hurriedly stopped at the door and said, "Eat me." Master, the meat is not tasty when he is old, but mine is more delicious. ”

"You're a funny kid."

Xiao Shami looked at the enlarged face in front of him and couldn't help but say, "Hey, there are also small tigers." ”

Wu Yu covered his face and burst into tears, the original owner was petite and baby-faced, and he looked only twelve or thirteen years old for many years, which was simply a model of Tianshan Tong's grandmother.

Wu Yu silently said to Wutong: "Go in." ”

The door opened, the room was unusually clean, there was a person sitting on the futon, maybe he shouldn't be called, he was just a skeleton with a layer of skin directly on the outside, fortunately, the confidence was not bad.

He said: "This Shaolin Temple has not been here for more than ten years. ”

"I can see it."

There was silence in the meditation room, and Wu Yu jumped out of Wutong's arms and stood in front of the word 'swastika' for a long time.

She said, "You don't ask me why I'm here." ”

"Will the donor say it?"

"Yes."

"Then please speak."

"I suddenly didn't want to."

"Then the donor doesn't have to say it."

Buddhism's play is really interesting, but she always says what she wants to say, and she won't say it if she doesn't want to say it, but she has to go around in a big circle.

Wu Yu said: "I heard that more than ten years ago, the master of the debate machine was the presiding abbot of the Shaolin Temple, but he died in a fire overnight. ”

"In the eyes of the world, the debate is dead, and now there are only ascetics." Monk humane.

Wu Yu said: "For whom I am doing asceticism, I have heard that asceticism is to atone for myself." ”

"Atonement for one thing."

"Why?"

"For the people in the matter."

"Why?"

"The son of the deceased."

"What if you find him?"

"It's impossible to find, I've been looking for a long time, and I haven't been able to find it all over there." The monk was very calm, and those things seemed to be things that he had forgotten a long time ago, and they were just as if, and if they were forgotten, they would not be ascetic.

The so-called asceticism is to punish oneself for inner salvation.

"Sycamore, show your face."

The sycamore did not move.

"Sycamore." There was no doubt in her voice.

"Sycamore, I don't want to say the same thing a third time."

Sycamore flew out, this was the first time that Sycamore showed resistance.

"Why bother him, everyone has a past."

"It's true, so sometimes thoughtfulness can make it difficult for you." Wu Yu said that he was about to set foot and leave.

Sycamore has come in.

Wu Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, but Wutong didn't speak.

"You're going?"

"But it's up to the master to decide."

Wu Yu realized that she had made a big mistake, but fortunately, since she already knew what she had done, she would not do the same thing again.

"You've decided whether to go or not."

Wutong still said: "But it's up to the master to decide." ”

"Let's go." Wu Yu made a decision in an instant.

Wu Yu stopped, thought about it and said, "Disturb." ”

The monk said, "The donor decided to stay?" ”

"Yes."

"There are many beautiful rivers and lakes, so it's better to see more."

"There are many beautiful rivers and lakes, but they are also dangerous, I still want to stay."

"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and rivers and lakes cannot be withdrawn by people."

"Then why have you been hiding in the mountains and old forests for more than ten years?"

"Poor monks can't put the reputation of the Shaolin Temple to shame."

"Jokes, the Buddha can save the world, and no one in the world can't save it."

The monk folded his hands and said: "It is the poor monk who has lost, and the host is more suitable for the name of the debate than the poor monk." ”

"You're wrong again, what is losing and what is winning."

"In that case, there is no right or wrong."

Wu Yu nodded.

The monk instructed, "Zhixiu, take the two benefactors to the back room." ”

Zhixiu Xiao Shami glanced at Wu Yu and asked timidly, "Master, does the tiger really want to live in the temple?" ”

Wu Yu opened his mouth, and Zhixiu Xiao Shami stepped back.

The monk said, "Go, Amitabha, Buddha bless." ”

Zhixiu took the two of them there, and there were several rooms in the backyard, and the dust in the rooms was very large.

Zhixiu said cautiously: "On weekdays, it's just me and Master, and I don't have time to clean up these rooms. ”

Wu Yu smiled: "You go, someone will clean it up." ”

Zhixiu looked at Wutong, his eyes widened and widened, and he ran away in a puff of smoke. (To be continued.) )