When the Ice and Fire School closed, Qiu Zhengshan dragged Jun Twelve to a temple not far away.

The temple was already overgrown with weeds, and when he saw someone coming, a squirrel pulled out a pine nut from the soil, looked back at Twelve and Qiu Zhengshan, and then ran away in a hurry.

A tall and handsome young man was grinding tea in the courtyard at this time, and after Twelve and Qiu Zhengshan walked over, they found that this person was Fu Wushuang.

"Twelve, Senior Qiu. Fu Wushuang was surprised, he didn't expect to meet here.

"Why are you two here?" asked Twelve.

"It was a friend's request that I come back and feed the pigeons. Fu Wushuang replied with a smile.

"Where is the fate not to meet?" Fu Linglong walked out of the temple, without a thin veil to hide her face. Seeing Fu Linglong's smile, the twelve hearts rippled, there was such a beautiful and moving woman in the world, as quiet as the snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, overflowing with fairy energy, at this time a smile emerged, and her face was like a peony, and a smile drove a hundred flowers to bloom.

"Miss Linglong. Twelve said hello and didn't stare again, that would be rude. At the same time, he wondered why the two of them were in this remote temple.

"This is the Buddha Temple, which, as you can see, has been abandoned for several years. Fu Wushuang grinded the tea leaves and sprinkled them in the courtyard, the fragrance attracted birds and insects, chirping, full of dust and fire.

The breeze was blowing, and Jun Twelve raised his head. On the corner of the dusty and simple temple eaves, there is a kite, dancing in the wind, uninhibited.

"Why are there kites in the temple?" asked Twelve.

Fu Wushuang raised his head expressionlessly and said softly.

"It was a girl who put it on. ”

"Oh, is it the nun in the temple?" Twelve was even more curious, how could anyone play with these children's toys if the monks were not pure-hearted.

"Yes. She said that most of the children who came to the temple with adults could not bear the boredom, and a kite could make them quiet for a long time. Fu Wushuang said.

"Do you know that girl well?" Twelve asked.

"It's kind of familiar, she's my childhood sweetheart. Fu Wushuang said.

"Huh?" Twelve was surprised, how could someone's childhood sweetheart be a nun's.

"It's a long story, she could not have been a nun, but she is a very kind woman, and there is no one in the world more kind than her. Fu Wushuang said.

Twelve was silent, and after a brief contact, he could feel that Fu Wushuang was a very determined person.

Of course, my sister-in-law's doctrine of compassion has amazed countless people. Fu Linglong covered her mouth and said.

"Linglong, Ayu, she hasn't been vulgar yet. Fu Wushuang corrected with a smile.

"The doctrine of compassion has also been heard by the old man. Qiu Zhengshan said.

"One mountain does not allow two tigers, and the tiger will go down the mountain, even the mountains will not allow one tiger, and the tiger will travel far away, and the mountains will not allow the tiger, and they will go to hell. Suffering is closest to the origin of this world, there is a tiger in the heart, but it is compassionate to the outside world, and it should become a Buddha on the ground. Qiu Zhengshan said that the immature voice makes people feel contrasting.

"Who knows?" said the black mist, who often heard from its master that good and evil are both right paths, and that they are all wonderful ways, because the source of suffering in the world is very close to everyone. Joy, anger and sorrow, some people say that it is the devil in the heart, and some people classify it as the seven sins, and the master of the black fog says that it is dark and distorted and does not know whether it exists and penetrates into this pure land.

"Compassion?" muttered a long-haired humanoid monkey monster standing at the temple entrance, eyes glazed out. Twelve recognized him as the monkey who fought against the Emperor on Broken Dragon Mountain, and was said to be a descendant of the Heavenwalkers.

"How could the Great Sage appear here?" Fu Wushuang was very surprised when he saw the comer.

"I don't know it, but it was a sea of blood that led me to this temple. I seem to have lived for a long time, and some psychedelic dreams are like real things, and I don't know if they are all my memories. The monkey stared at the grass.

"Nine Tricks Spirit Monkey, do you remember who drew your heart for you?" Black Mist shouted abruptly through the body of the twelve.

"Painting hearts?" the monkey touched his chest, where beneath the fluffy skin was a pounding heart, and his eyes were blank and lost in reverie.

Black Mist vaguely remembered that the Heavenly Path Walker was born in Heavenly Road, and no one knew about its mysterious origin. There is a saying that they are born in strange stones, so they are born with a heart of stone, unparalleled talents, fists and feet, destroying stars and destroying desires, and they are the most freewheeling race. But the monkey in front of him has a fiery heart, which reminds Black Mist of an ancient legend - painting hearts.

"The Great Sage seems to have jumped out of a stone, it is a stone, how can he have a heart?" Qiu Zhengshan said with a smile.

"Little doll, who are you?" The monkey looked at the twelve and the two Fu family Tianjiao, and had some impressions, but he didn't know anything about Qiu Zhengshan.

"My name is Qiu Wudi, and I have a similar origin to the Great Sage, both of whom are from heaven. Qiu Zhengshan was ashamed to say that he was a visitor from outside the world.

"From outside the sky, does it mean that the path to heaven has already begun?" the monkey touched his chin, and had no doubt about what Qiu Zhengshan said, but instead muttered to himself.

"People outside the world are not all good stubble, and I feel their thirst for power. The monkey reminded.

"What is the doctrine of compassion that you discussed?" he asked, his heart shaking a little when he heard the word compassion, like a dusty memory shaking a little.

"Monkey, you were born a little late, so I don't know, the doctrine of compassion is amazingly brilliant and involves too much and too widely. Qiu Zhengshan Road.

"Don't sell it, tell me what compassion is?" the monkey scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry, and his heart pounded.

"You, oops, you're really in a hurry, you have to give me some time to sort out my language. Qiu Zhengshan looked at the monkey's anxious appearance and wanted to laugh.

"Compassion is solving people's problems. Qiu Zhengshan Road.

"In this world, there are seven emotions and six desires, and disasters are flying, and it is inevitable that some people will be in trouble and unable to extricate themselves. The monk pursues fame and fortune, and even does all kinds of evil. If everyone can learn to be compassionate and be able to let go, the world will be a much more beautiful place. ”

"It can't be, it must have some other meaning. When the monkey heard this, he didn't get the answer he wanted.

"If you want to know more, just ask me. Xiao Qiu Zhengshan pouted.

"Where am I?" the monkey asked urgently.

"Ask him. Qiu Zhengshan pointed at Fu Wushuang.

That was Ayu's thoughts in the early years, and maybe she won't mention it again now. Fu Wushuang waved his hand.

"No, I have to know today. The monkey's eyes were red, and he had not long since he emerged from the stone, but he had a feeling that he had been alive many years ago, and that it was a time of lawlessness. But what happened later that made him no longer have murderous intent and became a Buddha?

"Compassion, perhaps, is a form of sacrifice. There are fools who are willing to share their little luck with those in distress to help them get out of their predicament. "Black Mist.