Bu An seemed to have been pricked with a needle in his heart, and suddenly remembered that night when he asked Deng Xiaoxian if he hated his mother, he smiled and said that he didn't remember this person at all.

Lao Tzu said, the opposite is the way of moving.

The movers of the Dao, the extreme opposite, Deng Xiaoxian usually has a hippie smile, but he is not serious, is it because his heart is extremely bitter? The blind man said that Kunlun Dao is long...... It means that if someone wants to take Deng Xiaoxian to Kunlun Ruins, the holy land of Taoism, he refuses to leave Yuezhou, and is willing to rot in this ghost place with thin aura, because he is worried that his mother will not be able to find him when she comes back......

The picture that I once thought of resurfaced in Bu'an's mind, but the details changed.

In front of the Taoist temple in the early morning, the woman hugged her six-year-old son on the steps, saying that she was about to leave, and she may be shouting in her heart: "Son, why don't you cry, as long as you cry, your mother will relent." ”

But how did she know that her son was a rare genius in the world, a mover of the Dao, the opposite of the extreme, and she would only laugh when she was so sad that she could only laugh.

The woman did not know, so she left, probably crying, but the boy understood his mother, so he waited in Yuezhou, because he did not know where his mother had gone, and he was afraid that when she came back, he would never see him again.

Bu An slowly lowered his head, covering his face with one hand, and wiping the corners of his eyes with the other. He is an orphan himself, and he is most sympathetic to such a human tragedy.

Monk Ke Huiyuan didn't seem to be touched at all, tilted his head sideways and said seriously: "That little monk has to try to make friends with Master Deng, if you can't make friends, you have to avoid him." ”

The blind man couldn't see Hui Yuan's serious appearance, but he could also hear from his voice that the monk was stupid and cute, grinning, not very good-looking, but very honest.

Deng Xiaoxian's debauched laughter came from outside the dark courtyard gate, and he shouted "happy and happy" and swaggered in, as if he didn't notice the slightly different looks of everyone before and after.

Monk Huiyuan walked up to greet him and said seriously: "Master Deng, the little monk wants to make friends with you, what do you think?"

Everyone laughed, this monk is too honest!

After laughing, Luo Qingting asked Hui Yuan: "You said that Confucianism is innocent, Taoism is moving, and Buddhism must also be powerful." Why doesn't your master let you pay attention to this kind of person?"

Monk Huiyuan shook his head and said, "Buddhism wants to come too, but the master didn't say it. ”

Bu An was also a little curious, and smiled: "Why?

Hui Yuanhan said with a smile: "Master said that monks don't slander monks, but he didn't say whether he could fight or not." Master didn't mention that Buddhism should be careful of anyone, he has his own reasons. ”

Deng Xiaoxian said with a smile: "You monks are hiding and hiding, empty-headed, seemingly profound, but in fact, you are afraid that you will not be able to come to the stage if you say the wrong thing, and this fortune teller will do it!"

As a former practitioner in the fortune-telling industry, Zhang Blind smiled and said, "That's really the case." ”

Hui Yuan was a little anxious, wiped his forehead, and opened his mouth but didn't know how to explain.

Luo Qingting looked at her anxious look, glared at Deng Xiaoxian and said, "The monk is stupid, but you can't bully him too much." ”

Hui Yuan didn't seem to care about being called stupid, probably used to it, and said happily: "The little monk died once, and after he came back to life, he became like this." ”

Bu An heard that he had died once and came back to life, and felt that this honest monk had his heart stopped beating and was rescued again, because his brain was once starved of oxygen, so his IQ became low. There are often such examples in movies, and if you don't become a vegetative person, you can count this monk as lucky.

He took a sip of wine and casually asked, "How long after you died, did you come back to life?"

Hui Yuan thought about it, snapped his fingers again, and said, "Thirty-two years." ”

Bu'an squirted a mouthful of wine on the ground. The others were also surprised, Deng Xiaoxian glared at the monk and said, "You...... Do you know how to count?"

Hui Yuan said: "The little monk's arithmetic is really not very bright. Then he read softly: "The year I died was the seventh year of Chongguang, and the master was twenty out of fifty, and when he came back to life in the first year of Longxing, the master was forty out of eighty ......."

In fact, when he said "seven years of Sogo", everyone was already stunned, and he didn't need to count it anymore.

But Bu'an didn't believe that people would die for so long and then come back to life, and asked, "After dying for so many years, won't you be buried?"

Deng Xiaoxian echoed: "Even if you don't bury it, the body will all rot." ”

Monk Huiyuan explained: "Master's fate is fate, knowing that I am not completely dead, he will put my body in the stupa and prevent the living from approaching. ”

He lowered his head slightly, like a poor child: "I later opened my eyes and saw Master, thinking why he was so old, it turned out that he had waited for me for thirty-two years. But he only spoke to me for a while, and he died. ”

"Master said, Hui Yuan, in the future, Master is not here, you are left alone, remember to be kind to others, not to do evil, in addition to fasting, chanting and meditating, and practicing, it is always good to have time to study, and read more. ”

"Master also said, Hui Yuan, you have been lying down for so many years, since you have come back to life, go out for a walk, Qixia Temple is too small, your fate is not here. ”

This monk imitated the dying old man's dying tone vividly, but in and out of the words, it didn't look like a monk talking, more like a loving father teaching his young son, Bu An listened to it, and was a little moved.

But what made him strange was that Hui Yuan was muttering Master's words, but the expression on his face did not change much.

"Master also said, Hui Yuan, you are now half in the world, half of you are still in reincarnation, just like a ferryman in the sea of reincarnation, the seven emotions and six desires are not complete, others look at you strangely, they will embarrass you. When you go out in the future, you should pay special attention to two kinds of people when you meet them, either make friends with them or hide away........."

Bu An was thrilled to hear this, and glanced at Deng Xiaoxian again, saying that Hui Yuan was completely opposite to Deng Xiaoxian: an honest person, a thief, a person with six desires, a person with seven emotions, a monk, and a Taoist priest...... With his own strength, Confucianism and Taoism are alive!

With this thought, Bu An interrupted Hui Yuan and said seriously: "Monk, do you rely on aura for your cultivation?"

Hui Yuan looked up at Bu An as if he had just woken up from a dream, blinked, as if he hadn't fully reacted, and continued: "The Buddhism says that reincarnation leaks out, and it seems to be the same thing as aura. ”

Bu An shook his head and laughed, he was curious about who this monk's master was, but now there was something more important than this.

On the contrary, the movement of the road, the ferryman of the bitter sea, such a character sounds like a rare talent, but after this store, there is nowhere to find it. He needs a helper for his ghost rubbing career, and this monk in front of him is the most suitable candidate!

Bu An slowly stood up and said to the blind man: "You say that you are true, so you will set up the Gathering Spirit Cave here to try, I see that it is not true." ”

Zhang Blind was a little inexplicable, but Bu'an was the Caidong of the Ghost Hunting Seventh Division after all, what Caidong wanted to do, he just had to do it, and then said "Okay" at the moment, then turned his head sideways, as if listening to something, and after a while, he walked outside the door, stood still by a well, and said, "This is it." ”

Bu An walked to the side of the blind man Zhang, turned his head and beckoned to the door: "Everyone come out!"

Deng Xiaoxian walked over with a smile and said in his mouth: "Brother Bu, don't you think that everyone is in love, and you don't want to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but only want to die on the same day of the same month and month of the same year, so you will throw yourself into the well together?"

Hui Yuan shook his head and said: "Master Bu, the little monk thinks that you are the most kind-hearted, and in addition to Lord Deng, he also wants to make friends with you...... But there is no need to throw himself into the well, the little monk has already died once, and he doesn't want to die again so soon. ”

He said this, but he was not slow under his feet, and followed closely behind Deng Xiaoxian.

You Ping, like Zhang Blind, has no say in this ghost hunting team, and besides, he is already introverted and limps out.

Only Luo Qingting looked impatient, and complained in a low voice: "Why are there so many things, and you can't catch ghosts?"

Bu An didn't pay attention to her, and waited until Deng Xiaoxian and Hui Yuan walked up to him, and then said with a smile: "What about the thin aura of Yuezhou, and what is so strange about the Kunlun Holy Land?"