Since the last battle, everyone has fallen into psychological warfare again, and they have been waiting every day, but both sides have never been willing to be the one who started the war first.

Everyone was in the camp, the fox clan did not take a step closer, and the wolf clan never took a step back. We've been fighting for so long, and we've always been guarding our camp in a proper manner.

It's not that I haven't thought about going further, it's just that I don't have the ability.

I took advantage of the time to find the little monkey, two major battles, both won, but I never saw her, so many years I don't know her name, I have been the little monkey little monkey screaming. I think I'm going to have to ask her for a name this time.

I went to the land of scattered demons, which is not far from here, but there is always a boundary. There is a saying that it is not in harmony to go to see a patient in the afternoon, and I heard some demons say that the little monkey is sick.

I'm not worried, a minor illness is just a small fight, and I am looking forward to seeing her.

It's already autumn, the weather in early autumn is very comfortable, the breeze is cool, the sky is high, the clouds are not very heavy, and the sky is very clear.

Birds keep flying here, because it's the demon world, it's still warm. The birds that went to the human world returned to the demon world to escape the cold. I'm a sad person, but I love everything that is warm, everything that carries hope and goodness, and words. So I watched this kind of scene with a warm heart.

It feels so good to be home.

The demons laughed and surrounded a girl. I was curious, so I took a closer look, because of a letter.

"What's up there?"

"Some insulting words."

It really had nothing to do with me, and I was about to walk with my feet when I heard one word: mouth full of feces.

The anger I had covered over the years was suddenly aroused, as if to vent what I hadn't said back then, and I conjured up a pen and paper to write down a sentence: When you say this, how many truths do you understand?

There are a lot of things that I can't say in person, so I wrote them down. When I was reunited, I threw myself into their circle, and no one knew that I did it, and we didn't know each other.

People who are accustomed to patience feel that it is intolerable to resist it, and I am indeed a dog with a mouse and a nosy.

I watched the girl open the paper ball with suspicion on her face, and the eyes of the nearest man next to her suddenly widened: "Who did this?" ”

Everyone looked at each other, and I said in silence: I did it.

The man asked me, he was tall, it was really not easy for a person like me to find someone shorter than me, and when he looked down at me, I didn't flinch.

I raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's wrong?"

He laughed a little: "Who are you, girl, aren't you squirting feces all over your mouth?" You're not too seated. ”

My momentum weakened suddenly, I looked at them in a daze, those faces had never been seen before, and they were all guests from other places.

"I'm sorry." I left a word and ran away again.

Stepping on clouds and floating in the air, but also some unfamiliar faces, if I were someone else, I would think carefully about which neurotic I met today.

What is wrong is wrong, and even if it is covered with seemingly high-sounding reasons, it is not enough for civilians to be angry. I hurt a stranger who was already in a bad mood, citing an old wound in my heart.

I won't forget it, but he will.

I don't want to look for the little monkey anymore, I don't have any interest, I know she'll be fine, so I'll go and treat her first.

In the midst of the roar, I hurried to the temple, and in line with the principle of respecting Buddhism, I settled at the foot of the mountain. The winding stone path twists and turns like a small snake.

This mountain road is like the thought in the heart of every devout believer, no matter how tortuous and bizarre it is, there is only one purpose, that is, the road to the Buddha's door.

I don't believe in Buddhism, but I believe in good things and good thoughts, and I believe in cause and effect.

Coincidentally, I met a woman, she was wearing simple and elegant clothes, not like a rich child, but the smile on her face looked close, although she was not very good-looking, but the smile was on her lips, and she liked it very much.

Nagging is a very common thing. She saw that I was the only one who was traveling with me, and I was still a woman, so she took the initiative to talk to me.

She said, "The girl is here to ask for marriage?" ”

I shook my head: "No, I just think this kind of thing is more useful on its own, and it's useless to make a wish." ”

She smiled sweetly: "Wrong, what you said is not right. "She's a little unsteady in her breath, and so am I.

But the mountain road is still circling, uninterrupted, the road is still so long, and the temple is still so far.

She said with hope in her eyes, not sadness: "The Buddha is useful, the Buddha is the kindest and the most thorough." ”

I was attracted and envious, and something loosened in my heart. "I'm sick, can I make a wish?"

She smiled brightly: "You girl is just talking nonsense, you see you are standing here in such a dignified manner, so energetic, why are you sick?" ”

I also smiled: "Yes, it's good, why did I get sick, I just have something in my heart that I can't get by, so it can be regarded as a heart disease." ”

She told me what she knew: "Buddha is kind, he will punish those who have done evil things, he will help people who are desperate, all these experiences are essential for you." Look at me, my husband fell down the mountain after drinking, and now he is paralyzed, and his child is sick, and the family depends on me as a woman. She was very calm, and when she spoke, she did not look like she was bitter, but she was happy.

I was shocked, and I stared at her intently.

"Why was you so careless?" I sweated for her.

I like people who believe in Buddhism, because people who believe in Buddhism don't dare to do evil things, because they always remember that good and evil will be rewarded in the end. They are kind, and I like kind people and things.

"Haha, yes, so the wine misleads people's children, and the Buddha will bless those who believe in Buddhism." Her eyes were fixed on me as she spoke, and a pebble was thrown into the middle of my lake.

I believe in Buddhism because I want to be blessed: "Then how do you believe in Buddhism?" ”

She continued: "Do not be a vain ritual, but a convincing of the heart. ”

"Huh? How can that work? I retorted.

"When you are in danger, meditate on the Buddha, and you say, Buddha, save me, and you will be helped." She said.

I laughed at the moment, because I often shouted in my heart: Lu Ju, come and save me.

"But if I don't pray every day and eat meat, will the Buddha help me?" I was a little weak because I didn't worship the Buddha like other believers.

The woman was also amused by me: "Yes, as I said earlier, the Buddha is the kindest. ”

I was convinced, and the few words were completely on my heart.

I talked casually about this temple for a while, and the sky approached, and I heard the monks inside still chanting.

The woman was gone.

It's like I'm the only one, I'm talking to myself. I frowned and shouted: Lu Juan, don't make trouble, come out, how can you keep fixing me!

The weeds on the ground have turned yellow, and it is getting late, there is no wind, there are clouds in the sky, and my most leisure time is this evening, I like to look at the sky when I have nothing to do.

The sky is not too bright and not too dark, and there is a little afterglow of the sun, which is the last warmth of the heaven and earth, and the rendering of light and color is very beautiful.

It's not that Lu judges me, because he's really not there, he can't bear it, I know that. He's the kind of guy who shows up in front of me when I count to three.

I stepped into the temple gate, my heart was clear, and my ears were no longer filled with those small sounds, as if something had taken away the sorrow in my heart, and I had put all the previous things on hold, and I didn't think about them.

The long and rugged mountain road made my feet hurt, and I suddenly remembered that when I first saw Zhong Kui, he said to me: You are not dead, dead people have no feet, how can your feet be sore?

I even smile when I think about it.

Maybe I don't need to mention a lot of previous things, I'd rather I met him for the first time that day, and all he said to me was: You are not dead, dead people have no feet, how can you have sore feet?

He brought nothing but hope.

I'm the king of Hades, not a ugly, what I've experienced has always been that everyone likes me, not some of the things that happened when I was ugly, big and small bad people and things, I have forgotten, I don't know, I hope they don't recognize me, so I don't talk about it.

Buddha, can you save me? Is it okay to disappear all of them? I am very religious, and I have made my most sincere wishes, just like any of your thousands of believers.

I turned a few corners and came to the bell, I reached out and touched the bell, and sure enough, it was cold and cold, and I didn't know how to ring the bell for a day, and I had feelings.

It's not that you have love for Zhonghe Temple, but you have love for the people in this place. I met friendship in a few days, and I remembered that this temple is very famous, but at the moment there are only two people, a chubby and intelligent monk with the name of Fa Yi, and a senior master who is both an abbot and an abbot.

They dwell in my heart and heal me.

Somehow, this moment suddenly calmed down.

Heaven and earth have been lost, my sadness and my own secret hysteria can still be counted as remembrance, the road is still very long, I am going forward and not going back.

When I walked to the temple, I found that there was not a single monk, where did the chanting monk come from.

I went in and out of the whole temple, and the temple was empty, and even the previous kitchen was covered with cobwebs, and the fire had been out for a long time. There will be a farewell, and the tears are a little redundant.

Did it never exist? Or is it really just gone? I'm confused.

I picked up a stone from the weeds in the back mountain, and it was beautiful, almost round and smooth without marks, and the size was just right for collection.

I was still a little reluctant, so I went to the wing room where I lived in the temple, and the carbon stove left in the house proved that I really existed here.

I took out my handkerchief and brushed the dust on the tables and chairs, I came here to find peace, because the world is so noisy. Its noise will hurt others, and we who are hurt are getting stronger and stronger, and the best blow is not to care.

Cangyang Gyatso also has a saying:

I asked the Buddha, "Buddha, how can I be as wise as you?"

The Buddha said: The Buddha is the person who came over, and the person is the Buddha of the future.

There is no such thing as a special power, only one day it will become more and more powerful, and one day it will become wise and not be disturbed by trivial matters.

I have to say that this autumn night is really cold, and I will wake up from freezing if I don't wear the quilt.