Xiao Ling woke up, his reaction was very flat, he glanced at the two uninvited guests eating instant noodles at the dining table, as if nothing had happened, he walked straight into the bathroom, and washed his face with water.

Xiao Na was stunned for a moment, hurriedly put down the chopsticks in her hand, and was about to speak, when she saw Tian Wenjian shake her head and pointed to the barrel to signal her not to say anything.

The room is decorated with beige as the base color, and the soft lighting and rich perfume smell make people feel great comfort in sight and smell.

After about ten minutes, Xiao Ling finally walked out. I don't know where to find two bags of beef jerky, and throw them in front of the two of them as if nothing happened. A hand was placed on Cortana's shoulder, and when she turned around, she could vaguely see tears in her eyes.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten instant noodles, and they taste pretty good." Tian Wenjian grabbed the beef jerky and glanced at it, as if nothing had happened, and said in a gentle voice: "Are you hungry?" A bowl for you, too? ”

"Eat, I'm not hungry."

Xiao Lingchong nodded slightly, turned around and walked to the small bar, and poured himself another glass of wine.

Xiao Na couldn't hold back any longer, snatched the wine glass suddenly, and said eagerly: "Sister Ling, you can't drink anymore!" ”

"If you don't drink, you don't drink."

Looking at Xiao Na's worried look, Xiao Ling felt a sourness, thought for a while, suddenly patted her arm, and asked lightly, "Borrow your husband's shoulder for ten minutes, okay?" ”

"Use it, no comment!"

Xiao Na glanced back at Dean Tian, and couldn't help but add: "He has two shoulders, let's have one for each person." ”

As soon as Xiao Na's words fell, Xiao Ling stepped forward, put his two hands on the shoulders of Tian Wenjian, who had just stood up, put his face on his chest, and couldn't help crying bitterly.

She was wearing only a loose sweater, and as soon as she looked down, she could see her fair neck and back, as well as her cleavage, oh, she was not wearing underwear! Dean Tian hurriedly looked up at the ceiling, trying not to look at her body. She smelled of a psychedelic perfume.

The smell of perfume spread to her whole body with the beating of her pulse, rushing to her nostrils, Tian Wenjian subconsciously closed his eyes, and felt a feeling of fainting.

It's good to cry out, it's good to cry out. Facing the heartbroken Xiao Ling, Xiao Na couldn't be jealous.

Now she is indeed weak, and she needs comfort. But if she blindly accommodates her, then she will never be able to get out of this shadow.

It can't go on like this! Although Dean Tian is not a psychologist, he also knows that this can easily lead to psychological "empathy". Hurriedly patted her on the back to remind her that the time was up.

"I'm sorry I got your clothes wet." Seeing that the jacket was wet with her tears, Xiao Ling said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, I'll do it in a while."

After giving Cortana an apologetic smile, Xiao Ling regained her usual senses, pulled over the chair to sit down, and grabbed the box of cigarettes from Dean Tian on the dining table.

"I don't know why, I suddenly felt so vulnerable, as if I had nothing left, and became a poor beggar."

"Everyone has moments of vulnerability, and Napoleon sheds tears."

Dean Tian also lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said casually: "Fragile represents the warm side of the surname, which means that your emotions are not numb, and you are a woman with a real surname." ”

She wiped away her tears with a tissue and pulled the hair that hung down her forehead behind her ears, revealing a delicately detailed face. Wrapping his arms around Cortana's slender waist, he staggered and said, "I rarely shed tears before, and even laughed at those women who shed tears at every turn. I think they are too fragile and too unconfident, but I didn't expect that I would be like this now. ”

"You were too young to experience that feeling."

Dean Tian nodded thoughtfully, and continued: "There was once a monk walking in the mountains, and saw a bird without plumage falling from the bird's nest on the tree, and at this time a weasel happened to pass by, and the monk had no time to save it, and the little bird was taken away and eaten by the weasel.

The monk burst into tears at the mother bird chirping in the tree. The four monks were empty, but he also shed tears. That's not vulnerability, that's compassion, that's compassion.

Now that you have more experience, you have seen the heat and coldness of the world, the suffering, the joys and sorrows of the world, and you have a deeper understanding of life, so you will naturally be more emotional and sad. ”

Xiao Ling tilted his head, took a long puff of cigarette, and suddenly asked, "Wen Jian, we've known each other for so long, why aren't you curious about my past at all?" ”

"Sister Ling, everyone will have some ** that they don't want people to know, this does not mean that a person is hypocritical, but to leave a little space in their hearts." After Tian Wenjian thought about it, he continued: "If you want to speak up and find someone to talk to, then I can introduce you to someone." ”

"Actually, it's not a private thing, it's just my personal life experience." Xiao Ling glanced up at Xiao Na and said sincerely: "I treat you as my best friend, I want you to know my past." ”

Seeing that the empathetic Xiao Na was about to avoid it, Dean Tian hurriedly took her hand, shook his head and smiled: "Sister Ling, thank you for your trust, but I think it's more appropriate to talk to professionals about these things." ”

How could Xiao Ling not know Dean Tian's thoughts, stared at his resolute face, nodded and smiled bitterly: "Wen Jian, you really came out, it's not easy, Sister Ling admires you." ”

"Take a step back and open the sky, in fact, you can also try."

"It's late, I'm not like you." After Xiao Ling sighed lightly, he slowly stood up, grabbed Xiao Na's arms, and said earnestly: "Wen Jian is a good person, cherish it, don't learn from Sister Ling." ”

"Yes." Xiao Na couldn't help but burst out of her eyes with tears, hugged Xiao Ling tightly, choked and said, "Sister Ling, don't drink too much, please...... I really can't drink it anymore. ”

People with a little common sense know that in contemporary banquets, especially at banquets attended by leaders who drink a lot of alcohol and Yaxing, the kung fu of toasting and getting drunk directly affects the success or failure of a person or a unit, or the promotion of a position. Of course, all the knowledge of a person and all the skills and skills of dealing with people and things can be fully and profoundly reflected from the wine table.

Drinking alcohol is really nothing to Xiao Ling, her amount of alcohol can be described as massive, a bottle of liquor and a few bottles of beer may not be able to get her drunk, which is also the basic skill for her to stand tall in the officialdom.

Looking at Xiao Na, who was as pure as a blank piece of paper, Xiao Ling was silent for a long time, and let out a faint sigh: "Alas, it's really difficult to be a woman. ”

In order to relieve her worries and make her smile, Dean Tian said in a thoughtful manner: "It's hard to be a man......!" Look at men, if you have money and power, people say you want to be bad; If you have no money and no power, people will scold you for being a wreck; Be handsome, it's too sought-after; If you're not handsome, you can't take it; Wear a suit and say you're too serious; Dress casually, call you a hillbilly; Will make money, I'm afraid that you will make a 'second wife'; If you don't make money, I'm afraid that the child will be weaned; Find a beautiful woman, it's too worrying; Find a person who is not beautiful, and I'm unwilling; I'm single-minded, I'm worried about ruining myself; I'm worried about being wasted; I'm afraid of being ruined by my wife; I'm going to struggle by myself, and my girlfriend will run away when I'm rich; hey! …… In these years, it is difficult to be a woman, and it is even more difficult to be a man! ”

Xiao Ling's face finally turned cloudy and clear, and he showed a bright smile again, and after thinking about it, he suddenly said: "Wen Jian, Xiao Na, I want to go to Huiding Temple to make incense, can you accompany me to go?" ”

"yes, yes, I haven't been there yet!" Without waiting for Dean Tian to speak, Xiao Na took Xiao Ling's arm and said happily.

Driving a military vehicle to incense is too ostentatious, and Coaster is too big. Dean Tian had just finished his cameo appearance as a psychiatrist, and was called by the second daughter as a driver, driving Xiao Ling's red Honda to the western suburbs.

The drizzle had just stopped, and the air was fresh.

Listening to the light music in the car, Tian Wenjian was thinking while driving, Xiao Ling, who has infinite scenery on the surface, is also the master who is more bitter than Coptis chinensis. Think about it, although you are just a big soldier, you can live a free life, at least your body is your own. I won't stay for a night's belonging, think twice, think about it. Happy people are all alike, while unhappy people are unhappy in their own way.

They all say that they are like masters, but Tian Wenjian never thinks so. In fact, he is a person who is both treacherous and compassionate.

He once dreamed of becoming the uncrowned king who asked for the people's lives, but reality forced him to be sleek and become a "fake reporter" who was deep and sophisticated, becoming more and more like Wei Xiaobao, dissatisfied with himself, and unable to deal with powerful windmills like Don Quixote, so he could only walk around the spotless Cortana with compassion and guilt, mourning his dreams.

Thinking about Zhang Wuya, who was imprisoned, and Zheng Xiaolan, who was surrounded by four walls, Tian Wenjian's heart suddenly tightened, he was a little afraid, and a little happy, afraid that it was because he almost ended up with a stench for 10,000 years; Fortunately, although he can't have any feats in this life, he at least has the opportunity to live no longer reluctantly.

The door of Huiding Temple is open, the old red paint, mottled and falling off, lost the bright tone, the temple door is inlaid with a marble plaque, it is written uprightly with regular script "Huiding Temple" three golden characters, the font is straight, there are wind bones, it is as concise as the dilapidated temple gate, I don't know which gentleman's ink treasure.

This is the gate of history, the sad back, Tian Wenjian suddenly realized that the reason why Huiding Temple is famous all over the world is not due to the great monks who practice Buddhism, not the otherworldly pure land, but when its foundation is on the earth, it has lingering compassion. A person, his life is short for dozens of cold and summer, no matter the rise and fall of success or failure, he is just a hurried passerby, the flow of people shuttles from east to west, and Fayuan Temple is just a bystander.

When following Xiao Ling and Xiao Na to walk to the Tianwang Palace, Tian Wenjian was attracted by the statue of Maitreya Buddha's incarnation of the cloth bag monk, and stopped to watch, this is a gold lacquer statue of the Ming Dynasty, more than one meter high, the color has faded to reddish-brown, and there are a few places on the body where the paint peels off, and there are some creases and scratches, different shades, there is a bit of desolation.

Just as they could see the gods, an old monk was already standing behind them with his hands folded.

"Maitreya is the real Maitreya, incarnated into hundreds of billions. Always show the world, and the world does not know itself. Lord Xiao Shi, it's been a long time! ”

"Master Zhici, I wanted to call you before I came, but I still didn't call after thinking about it, just to see if there is a Buddha relationship with the master." Xiao Ling hurriedly turned around, clasped his hands together, and had a pious expression on his face.

"Where is the Buddha? The Buddha is in the human heart. It doesn't matter if you have a Buddha relationship or not, the key is to have a Buddha heart. Zhici smiled and nodded, pun intended.

Obviously, Xiao Ling was not the first time to come, so he introduced the two of them to Zhici, took out a thick envelope from Kun's bag, carefully stuffed it into the merit box, and kowtowed reverently, before getting up and pulling out a bamboo stick from the stick.

A heavy river and a heavy mountain, who knows that the road is difficult; Let him change his quest for the end, and right and wrong will not be settled for a long time.

Sign down!

Dean Tian frowned, and before he could speak, Xiao Ling let out a sigh, respectfully asking Zhici to tell his fortune and point out the maze.

"The monks are originally fortune-tellers, but the donor really wants me to tell my fortunes, so I don't rank A, B, C, D, E, G, G, and Xin, but only say one word, which is called 'karma', and the so-called 'fate' of ordinary people, the Buddha said that it is 'karma'."

The master is the master, and he didn't explain the sign, but smiled indifferently, and said in the clouds: "You think that this person who can talk and walk, dress and eat is life, and the Buddha said that it is 'retribution'.

There are two kinds of karma: pure karma and dyeing karma, pure karma is good karma, dyeing karma is bad karma, what was created in the past is good karma, and now it is recompensed with good karma; What was created in the past was bad karma, but now it is retribution; If there was good karma and bad karma in the past, now you will receive both sin and good fortune......"

Dean Tian is a person who has set up a stall on the street, Xiao Ling has already thrown so much money into the merit box, and he didn't even have a good word, which made Dean Tian very unhappy.

Seeing that the old monk was still chattering there, Dean Tian interjected, smiled and said: "The world lives ignorantly and dies ignorantly, how many people know his life?" Who is he? Where did he come from? Where is he going?

It's ridiculous that those who are self-righteous and dare to tell the fortunes of others, even their own origins, causes and results, how can they know the fate of others and dare to boldly predict the future of others? Since everyone does not understand the 'karma' that each person has created in the past, let me ask, where does this life begin? How do you make sense? ”

"Amitabha!"

Encountering a ruthless character, Zhici was taken aback, and hurriedly recited a Buddha name, turned around, and said with a smile: "Donor, the moment you just entered the door, Lao Qu saw that you had a Buddha fate." But I really didn't expect that the donor not only had a Buddha relationship, but also was proficient in Buddhism. ”

Dharma balls!

What is the next sign? That is to cast another shadow on Xiao Ling. Dean Tian made up his mind, with a frank expression, and said sonorously: "The so-called Buddha fate is actually a good fate. Kindness is giving, not taking, but most people in the world offer to Buddha for the sake of taking. Because if you want to accomplish something, pray to God, use money to buy incense and light it, or put offerings such as melons and fruits, and silently make a wish, to put it bluntly, it is a bribe! ”

Seeing that everyone was stunned, Dean Tian took a deep breath, pointed to the tall Maitreya Buddha statue, and continued in a fierce voice: "You see that he is pot-bellied, carefree, smiling, enjoying the fireworks in the world, eating fat and fat, where does he look like a god?" Even if it is a god, it is a mediocre god who does not ask about the world and asks for useless things!

In contrast, the gods of Western religions are much more sophisticated. Their God is suffering, and the people are not suffering. And the one who sits is enjoying himself, but the people are suffering. Your temple is the same, built in the deep mountains and old forests, alienated from the people. But people's churches are always built in the center of the city, close to the people, such a god...... Believe it or not! ”

After finishing speaking, Dean Tian pulled the second daughter and ran out of Huiding Temple without looking back.

"Wen Jian, what are you doing here?" As soon as Xiao Ling got into the car, he couldn't help but complain: "Buddhism Pure Land, aren't you afraid of retribution if you make such a big talk?" ”

"Retribution or revenge? If it's really so stingy, is the Buddha still a Buddha? ”

Dean Tian started the car and continued disdainfully as he turned down the mountain: "Sister Ling, that old monk also said that the Buddha is in the heart, since the Buddha is in the heart, then as long as there are people, it is the pure land of the Buddha's family. In comparison, our hearts are much cleaner than his ruined temple full of copper stench. ”

"Yes, yes, I also feel that what Wen Jian said makes sense." Xiao Na reacted and took Xiao Ling's arm and agreed.

"I finally found a sustenance, but I was disturbed by your words, alas...... It's fate! ”

Looking at Xiao Ling's lonely appearance in the rearview mirror, Tian Wenjian couldn't bear it, and hurriedly comforted: "Sister Ling, in fact, everyone has a Buddha surname, but it is covered by delusions and **. The incense candle represents the heart incense and heart light, which is to educate us to always remember the teachings of the Buddha and Bodhisattva, remove the delusions and ** in our hearts, and reveal our original heart fragrance and heart light.

If you don't do good deeds, even if you make a wish and burn incense, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas will not bless you. Karma is always there, if you want to be safe and healthy, you must do more good deeds and quit greed; If we want to be rich, we must give to the poor, and this is what the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas taught us. ”

Xiao Ling chuckled and said, "It's a pity that you are not a monk!" ”

"I'd like to, but can Cortana agree?"

Seeing Xiao Ling smiling again, Xiao Na hurriedly quipped, "Who said I didn't agree...... There you go. ”

Dean Tian let out a long sigh, with a sad and indignant expression, and said bitterly: "The way of the world has changed, and now if you want to be a monk, it is not as simple as shaving your head. If you don't spend 350,000 yuan to get that group of greedy monks and the Religious Affairs Administration, you don't want to get the degree of a hard state. I've already been a fake reporter once, so I can't be a supernumerary fake monk with an unjustified name, right? ”

As soon as Dean Tian's words fell, the second daughter suddenly burst into laughter.

"Wen Jian, Anzi asked you to come, right?" After laughing, Xiao Ling finally mentioned An Xiaobin.

"Even if he doesn't mention it, we'll come anyway."

Dean Tian patted the steering wheel and said lightly: "Boss Yan is gone, Anzi is gone, and the master will leave tomorrow afternoon." Come to think of it, there is only such a friend as you left in Jiangcheng, can I not come? ”

"Sister Ling, Anzi ......"

Without waiting for Xiao Na to finish speaking, Xiao Ling said sadly: "Don't blame him, I really don't blame him, in fact, he should have left a long time ago." ”

(To be continued)