Desolate roads, collapsed fences, houses that have long been deserted, only wild foxes dig walls and pick corners, catch rats and insects among the ruins, and bring a little vitality to this ruin-like territory. After Wan Sakai came down to the city, far away from the safety of the hinterland of the Central Plains, he was greeted by another tragic scene.

'Why can I, a member of the Buddhist sect, turn a blind eye to the suffering of the people and refuse the help of others for the sake of my own selfishness?' Why did the master strictly order the disciples not to attack the demons in order to see the jokes of the Mansakai Initiates! ......' little by little, from the Buddha countryside to the mountain, the first time to enter the WTO, not for the common people, not to do good deeds, but to protect a what practice Emei, really discouraged! On the way back and forth, he saw this kind of purgatory in the world, and forgetting the dust was not as heartless as walking alone, and like most troubled guests in the world, he lost sleep in the cool night like water.

The most beneficial cultivator in this world is not in foolishness, not in wisdom, but in enlightenment. The fool cannot understand, and the wise cannot understand. Which one is not smarter than Guo Jing, Huang Rong or Yang Kang? But who has achieved so much in this nerd? There is no other reason, thinking too much.

Lying on the straw mat, the cranky Wangchen Yuan stared at the small oil lamp on the beam, with his head on the pillow in one hand and a few Buddhist scriptures scattered in the other. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew the lights out. Wangchen Yuan looked at a row of brothers who were sleeping soundly, crept up, stood in the air without a sound, and let out a little red light with a touch of true qi on his fingertips, obviously the temperature was extremely high, and he pressed it on the oil lamp. After a while, the wick of the oil lamp gave off a warm light.

Forget Chenyuan lay down in mid-air, like a feather slowly floating to the ground, it can really be said that the snowflakes fell silently. It's just that the monk who closed his eyes and was about to rest didn't look at it, the newly lit oil lamp looked coldly at the row of monks on the ground like the pupils of a snake.

The lamp is black under the lamp, and the lamp under the *** light is naturally the lamp is black. The shadow of the lamp rope hung on the cobweb-covered wall, as if it was bitten by the stretched body of countless small snakes, and the black blood flowed out like a shadow, flowing down the shadow of the lamp rope to the corner of the wall, converging into a puddle of muddy substance, coiled together, like a cobra ready to attack.

The dark shadow snake swam slowly, like the intestines of an unknown beast, and like the tongue of an even larger snake, crawling into the ear hole of the monk on the edge under the gaze of the pupil in the oil lamp, and then crawling out of the other ear. Shaking his head in disappointment, he found the next one.

The tiny, imperceptible moon disappeared completely under the dark clouds, and the black snake swam faster. The snake pupils in the lamp seemed to be unable to wait, the orange-red light flickered brightly and darkly, and the black snake bypassed the rows of monks, crawled to the chest of the forgotten dust edge, coiled into a ball, and spit out thin letters.

He felt that he was tired, but he couldn't stop his feet, he felt that his mouth was thirsty, but his eyes couldn't see the waterholes on both sides of the road. His left hand was a lotus flower as heavy as a mountain, and his right hand held a sharp knife that kept dripping blood. A big snake kept chasing after him, but the face of the big snake was actually that of his senior brother.

Beneath your feet is a road that seems to have no end. The road was rough, and the bricks paved it were undulating, as if they were the size of a palm. Forget the dust edge ran barefoot, stepping on the tiles and faintly screaming. I didn't have time to think about it, I just kept running and running.

But there is no end to the road, and people can't finish it. Forget Chenyuan has run the same road countless times, his shoes are worn out, his feet are dripping with blood, and the bricks on the road are also stained with dripping blood, but the faint scream has completely disappeared. Forgotten Dust Rim was running slower and slower, and he felt like he was going to be eaten by the serpent. It's just strange that the big snake behind him seems to be getting slower and slower. Exhausted, he lay on the ground, and with the last of his strength he turned his head around, wanting to see what the snake that had eaten him was.

Then he saw his lower body, it turned out that the slender legs were taller and white than a woman, and the legs were full of thin scales, a thick tail stretched back, and then raised high, the tip of the tail was like a snake's head, and the patterns on it constituted the face of the senior brother, and the corners of the mouth of that face were raised, higher than the nose, and he made a weird smile to himself, "Ah, it turns out that it is the Forgotten Dust Yuan that tired me to death?" Alas, don't I just forget the fate? ”

Forget the dust edge died, and the vague consciousness gradually sank, sank. Before he could bare his eyes, he saw himself sunk into the ground, in those stone bricks. until he changes from horizontal to vertical. It turns out that those stone bricks are all on the top of the monk's head, and the top of his head is also a stone brick?

The five senses are gradually lost, and only the sense of touch is still working, and I feel a little itchy on my scalp. How many years have it been since I became a stone brick? Millennium? Or 10,000 years? I don't know. It's just that there are a lot of monks who run over their heads, and finally fall into it like themselves and become part of the path.

Finally, all five senses were lost. Who is Forgotten Dust? Who is the Forgotten Destiny...... Suddenly, in the dark, a very fragrant thing crawled into the mouth of the forgotten dust, and the forgotten dust felt very fragrant, huh? What is "incense"?

"Ahh With a loud scream, Forget Chenyuan woke up from the nightmare, and Forget Chenyuan touched the top of his skull, but there was nothing. Only cold sweat and scars feel slippery and greasy to the touch, like, what do you want? Yes, like a freshly peeled snake.

Sleepless all night, reading Buddhist scriptures to get through, the days after that are just like a potential monk should live, forgetting the dust and smoothly becoming the head of the Buddhist township, there are both strong winds and waves, there are also ancient wells without waves, and even with a noble woman like snow had a bit of a bad fate. However, these past are not important, forgetting the dust is old, and it is so old that it can only be recalled, but cannot be experienced.

In the crying of the disciples and believers, in the curse and joy of the demonic enemy, the Buddha hometown Huizuo forgot the dust and the fate of the people like a lamp went out, and passed away. It's just that before I close my eyes, the light seems to have been seen somewhere.

"Amitabha? Where is this? "I already had a guess in my heart, but I still couldn't believe it, and I trembled and watched as the two ghosts as black as carbon almost flailed him." Where? Hehe, old bald donkey, hell doesn't recognize it, what do you read the "Ten Rounds of the Dizang Sutra"? The ghost smiled and pulled the forgotten dust into the ghost gate.

"It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this, I should become a Buddha, my old man should become a Buddha!" Unbelievable Forgetful Dust Yuan struggled and roared in disbelief, and what was even more unbelievable was that there was nothing left of his transcendent cultivation to become a saint.

"Cut, it's dishonest! Get in there and sober me up. The ghost cha pushed, kicked, and threw the old monk into the oil pot, and the dust forgot to let out a scream. There was a strange and familiar scent all over the body. Forget Chenyuan struggled to climb out of the oil pot, there was a shady place next to it, Forget Chenyuan used all his strength to go in, the shady place was actually like a human mouth, two rows of teeth were pressed heavily, chewing Forget Chenyuan's body to pieces.