I like to watch the incense and candles in the temple burn quietly, the oil lamps in the temple are dim and warm, and the stinky rat says that I am wasting my time and not cultivating well.

Hey, how can a little mouse understand the mind of this girl? I'm over 400 years old, and I'm still a few decades away from taking on human form, but when I become a human, I still like to stay in the temple.

The abbot of the temple, I watched him grow from a little boy to a withered old man, I like to run into his arms when he meditates and meditates, so many abbots, only he doesn't drive me away, even when the harvest is not good, he has nothing to eat.

He is always very quiet and wooden, I often feel that he is not suitable to be the host, I know more about the incense money in the temple than he does, but he often has a breeze on his sleeves and focuses on sweeping the floor.

One day, he passed away.

I searched for his shadow and found his next life, and I waited for him in the temple. Sure enough, within a few years, he returned to this magnificent palace, but what he loved most was still the small courtyard that accompanied me in his previous life.

He grew up and became a fair-skinned and beautiful boy.

One day, at the festival of Dragon King Tan, a young girl inscribed on the poetry riddle, "Linglong Dice An Red Bean".

He frowned and smiled knowingly, "I don't know."

After that day, the two of them often played together, and it was obvious that his eyebrows and eyes were full of joy.

Later, the girl was taken away from him by his family, and he let the king of the snowy region not do it, and began to drink and write poems every day.

I couldn't bear to see him frowning and drinking, so I took on a human form, like the woman.

threw himself into the world and became a maid of a large family, but he pretended to meet him by chance despite all the twists and turns.

He invited me to the temple, and I watched him chant poems and dance swords, and accompanied him to enjoy the snow-capped mountain tops.

But the stinky rat anxiously told me, "He is the reincarnation of the Buddha, do you know that you have broken the rules of the demon world now?" ”

Even if you know, what.

I saw that he wrote a poem after drinking, if life is only as first seen.

I knew that it was not me who he loved after all.

I was willing to be punished and ruined my practice.

He has been reincarnated as a Buddha many times, and I have accompanied him as a cat for many lifetimes.

"Why Don't Think" lives up to the truth is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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