The two little monks listened even more confused, as if they didn't know their master a little, but because of the presence of an outsider, a woman, they couldn't bear to ask.

This answer obviously made the woman a little helpless, she looked at the old monk fixedly, her eyes were as clear as water, but she seemed to be able to understand people's hearts.

The old monk lowered his head, drooped his wrinkled eyelids, looked at his nose and nose, and looked at his heart, and he didn't know if he was avoiding the woman's gaze, but in short, he didn't speak again.

The woman didn't even ask any more questions, but her eyes were still staring at the old monk's old face like dead tree bark, with a thoughtful expression, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The small temple, two little monks, an old monk, a beautiful woman, and an unconscious silver-haired man, a total of five people, but the atmosphere was suddenly quiet and almost weird.

The two little monks also noticed the unusual atmosphere, looked at the old monk, and then looked at the woman who had been staring at the old monk, as if she wanted to see it clearly from the inside out, and a look of confusion appeared on her face at the same time, and the senior brother also opened his mouth, but found that he didn't know what to say at all.

Is it too rude for this woman to stare at a monk like this?

Why does my master seem to have become a different person recently, and how can I not look like a monk?

What made the two little monks feel even more incredible was that under the gaze of the woman, their master, who was like an ancient well all day long, seemed to have a little more panic in their expressions, and finally lowered their heads and avoided the woman's gaze!

This discovery shocked them and surprised them incomparably, and the junior brother even drooled from the corners of his mouth without knowing it.

The woman turned around, glanced at the unconscious silver-haired man in the door, and then at the old monk in front of her with low eyebrows, his expression was complicated and uncertain, and finally repeated the eight words of the old monk at the beginning with questions: "All fate is false, and one sex is true?"

The old monk was noncommittal, silent for a long time, and finally sighed heavily, raised his head, and his eyes seemed to fall on the woman, and then over the woman, and fell on the silver-haired and white-clothed man in the meditation room behind her: "Do you want him to wake up?"

The woman subconsciously wanted to nod, but after touching the old monk's eyes, which she couldn't tell whether it was wise or sad, she rarely hesitated and didn't speak.

"Willing, willing, everything will be gained. She didn't speak, but the old monk spoke, "If you want to have both, you often lose it at the same time, how to choose, you decide for yourself." ”

The hesitation in the woman's eyes was even more obvious, as if she was contemplative, and she seemed to be entangled: "If you are willing, you will have to give up, this is not bad, you are also me, and you are also me." But how can I give for others and gain for others? Do others want to give what I give for others, and do they want to give what I get for others?"

This seemed to be a little awkward, but it made the old monk silent again and remained silent for a long time.

Two little monks supported the old monk, opposite was the beautiful woman who suddenly appeared, behind the woman was the Zen room with the door ajar, and in the meditation room was the silver-haired man who also suddenly appeared, and was still unconscious, the four of them were silent like this, confronting each other, and no one moved.

Once again, the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

After a while, the old monk's aging body suddenly surged out, broke free of the support of the two little monks, and turned to the main hall while saying to the woman: "Come with me." ”

Then, the two little monks, with their eyes wide open, looked at their master incredulously, and took this beautiful woman who suddenly appeared into the main hall where the two of them had not stepped into the temple for many years.

The door of the main hall was pushed open by the old monk half, and then the woman who followed also entered sideways, and then the door of the main hall was closed, and the two little monks stretched their necks, their eyes widened, and they did not take advantage of the moment when the old monk opened the door, and saw the slightest detail in the main hall.

The main hall, where the door was closed again, was very quiet, and no sound was heard, not even the sound of conversation.

The two little monks stood in the courtyard, looked at the main hall, and then looked at the meditation room where the door was still ajar, and suddenly became a little overwhelmed, not knowing what to dare to do next.

Although they were curious and wanted to know what was enshrined in the main hall, they had followed the old monk for many years and were used to not being within ten steps of the main hall, so they had never even had the intention of eavesdropping.

In this way, the two little monks stood in place for no longer knowing how long, they neither felt hungry nor tired, time seemed to be extremely fast and seemed to be extremely slow, the sky above their heads, the position of the sun did not even move half a minute, and they had been hanging diagonally in the west meditation room more than three feet high, and it seemed that they could not fall down.

"Senior brother, do you feel ......" After a long time, the junior brother finally couldn't help it, licked his chapped and peeled lips, and spoke abruptly.

It's just that before he finished his sentence, the surrounding scenery began to change rapidly!

The sun, which had been hanging obliquely in the western sky, suddenly rose slowly from the east, casting countless golden rays of light, gilding every tile of the roof of this small, dilapidated monastery, and every piece of green brick under their feet, with a brilliant and brilliant color!

"Click-"

"Whoa-la-"

The sound of broken tiles was heard, followed by the sound of countless broken tiles and earth chips falling to the ground. Before the two little monks could recover from the shock of the sudden change in time, they were attracted by a voice from the direction of the main hall.

On the roof of the main hall, many branches appeared at some point, and there were still tender green leaves on them, which were rapidly stretching in the direction of the sky!

The roof of the main hall was broken by these branches, and then countless broken tiles fell!

The sudden change made the two little monks a little at a loss for a while, and they looked at the thick and luxuriant locust tree in a daze, completely opening the roof of the main hall, and the tiles on it were broken and falling down one after another.

At the same time, the branches and leaves of the big locust tree that suddenly appeared in the main hall also stretched out in all directions, and the four walls of the main hall also stretched out cracks like spider webs, and countless dust fell!

However, after three or two breaths, the big locust tree had completely broken the main hall, and a piece of dust flew, and I saw a locust tree standing in the middle of the ruined wall, as if it was coming from the loneliness of the vicissitudes of eternity.

The big locust tree was extremely thick, and it took at least seven or eight adults to hug it before it could surround it, and the cracked bark made people think of the old monk's old face, full of wrinkled skin.

The tree has large dead branches, and this big locust tree is no exception. At least the withered branches, how do the two little monks look at it, how do they think it looks like the gray beard of the old monk!

However, no, their master is obviously a person, how can it be a big locust tree?

It must be that woman, that woman who suddenly appeared, who was indescribably beautiful! How could there be such a good-looking person in the world?

She must be the locust tree demon, showing her original form in the main hall!

The two little monks seemed to have the same thoughts, the same thoughts, and then at the same time they ran in the direction of the main hall without hesitation, crying as they ran: "Master, Master!"

However, before the two of them rushed to the huge locust tree in the ruins, the smoke and dust from the collapse of the house had completely dispersed, and their vision became clear.

The incomparably beautiful woman who suddenly appeared, dressed in a plain white dress, seemed to have a layer of golden light circulating at the moment, and was standing under the big locust tree, with an indescribable loneliness and sorrow in her expression, but with a trace of bitter dazedness.

Her gaze is faint, like the ethereal and silent flute sound in the cold moonlight on a snowy night, which seems to penetrate the distant time and space and fall into an unknown distance, making people's hearts inexplicably filled with a trace of loneliness!

The two little monks opened their mouths wide, and they didn't even know that Feichen was at the entrance, and they coughed and choked a few times before they came to their senses.

The two men looked at each other again, and then at the same time pounced on the main hall, where only the ruins remained, ignoring the rubble and rubble under their feet, staggering to the ground, crying the word "Master" over and over again.

Dust fell on their faces, and tears washed out ravines. The two little monks wept like young beasts that had lost their mothers, calling for their master, the old monk who was like the ancient acacia in front of them.

However, in addition to the stout ancient acacia, among the ruins and rubble of the main hall, only the woman in white was left.

Her whole body was shrouded in a faint golden light, and the dust that flew up did not seem to fall on her body in the slightest, making her look more as if she was beyond this earthly world.

The woman looked at the two little monks, in the middle of a pile of rubble, staggering, falling to get up, ignoring the bruises on her forehead and the blood on the wounds on her arms.

However, their master, the old monk, never appeared, let alone responded to their call. Only the stout ancient locust tree, its branches and leaves trembling lightly in the wind, made a slight rustling sound, as if in response to the two little monks.

The stout ancient locust, bathed in the rising sun, every leaf is glowing with golden light, and it glows with infinite vitality in an instant.

However, it was really only for a moment.

The crying of the two little monks continued, their faces covered with snot and tears, mixed with the flying dust, and then they rubbed their sleeves indiscriminately twice, and the two of them all became flower-faced cats.

In the haze of their tears, the incomparably thick ancient locust tree, bathed in the rising sun, suddenly began to turn yellow after all the branches and leaves were stretched, and then withered in an instant. The original leafy canopy, verdant and tender green branches and leaves, from spring to autumn in a blink of an eye, countless yellow leaves drift away, like butterflies flying in the sky.

Under the dead tree, two dead leaves fell on the woman's head, but they did not affect her beauty in the slightest. Between her eyebrows, there was still a faint confusion and confusion.

The two little monks rummaged through every dead leaf and every broken tile, but did not find their master, and finally set their eyes on the woman under the tree: "Demon girl, you return our master!"

It's just that before they could touch the corner of the woman's clothes, they heard a "squeak" from behind.

The door of the meditation room on the west side of the temple, which was always ajar, was finally completely opened from the inside!