The situation of the underworld is in the temple.

The round-faced ghost cha heard the call of the demon king Zhao Yinglong.

stopped crying, stood up, and walked in front of the demon king Zhao Yinglong.

Zhao Yinglong carefully looked at the difference between the round-faced ghost in front of him, and saw his round face, small man, two eyes blazing, revealing dexterity and luster, moist eyes were red, and tears hung on his cheeks.

I thought silently in my heart: "This is a little ghost who has gone through vicissitudes, his heart is full of darkness, full of distrust of this world, this can't be blamed on him, at the beginning of man, his nature is good."

If this Three Realms is not so chaotic, and all order is normal, maybe there will not be such a big trauma in his heart, this is a poor little ghost, I must save him and pull him back to the right path, I can't just watch him ruined.

Thinking of this, the demon king Zhao Yinglong said loudly: "Now that you have experienced so many misfortunes, I must let you see the brilliance of the sun tomorrow, and I will call your name Huiming."

I hope that your heart will always be full of wisdom, your future will be sunny, and your heart will become more and more benevolent, coming out of the negative energy and going to the other side of the clouds.

I believe that in the future, you will have a bright world in your eyes and hearts, a peaceful and quiet world.

No matter how much suffering you experience, you always firmly believe in this truth, there will be sunshine after the wind and rain, and the sunshine belongs to you and belongs to this world.

The round-faced ghost ran happily, shouting as he ran: "I have a name, I have a name, my name is Huiming, my name is Huiming".

A smoke ran out of the door of King Qin Guang's palace, cheering and running wildly on the street, all the ghosts on the street looked at him with strange eyes, thinking that the ghost in front of him was crazy.

After the madness, everything was calm again.

The round-faced ghost cha realized his gaffe, combed his unkempt hair with his hands, and hurriedly came to the palace of King Qin Guang.

He fell to his knees and shouted, "Thank you to the heavens, thank you to the Venerable Pingtian, the heavens finally opened their eyes, saw me, saw me."

The demon king Zhao Yinglong saw the round-faced ghost and lost control of his emotions.

Said slowly: "Let your heart calm down, close your eyes and think, you are like a bowl of calm water, stay quietly in the bowl, do not move, you are in the wilderness, the breeze blows you, you feel extremely comfortable, at this moment the wind is you, you are the wind, you and the wind are one, you flutter with the wind, quietly look at the blue sky and white clouds on the vast grassland, they are dancing, you are also dancing ......."

The round-faced ghost closed his eyes, completely empty, quietly listened to Zhao Yinglong's words, and walked into the vast grassland little by little with words, feeling that there was green grass, and the gentle breeze was blowing on him, and his heart felt cool, especially refreshing and comfortable.

The blue sky and white clouds flew leisurely in the sky, looking at him as if they wanted to talk to him.

Looking at the white clouds flying in the sky, his hands waved without moving, comparing the appearance of the white clouds flying and the feeling of the breeze.

After a while, my heart was peaceful, like a bowl of calm water, without any waves, quietly staying in the bowl.

His mind suddenly felt the flexibility and greatness of water, grasping it in a bowl it is the shape of a bowl, in a basin, he is the shape of a basin, in a vase, it is the shape of a vase, water is colorless and tasteless, living with nature, never arguing about his own fixed pattern, going with the flow, without any resentment.

Thinking of this, I felt the irritability and excitement in my heart, and I slowly regained my calm.

The mouth kept reading: "Good is like water, and the water benefits all things without fighting...... The good is like water, and the water benefits all things without indisputing ......".

It was he who heard a voice calling him.

Huiming, I can't bounce up and stand behind me, and when will I have to.

He slowly opened his eyes, and it turned out to be the Pingtian Venerable in front of him calling him.

Huiming hurriedly stood up, walked behind the demon king Zhao Yinglong, and stood motionless.

I thought silently in my heart: "Now I finally understand the greatness of water, it can tolerate all things without resentment, and give in obscurity without asking for anything in return."

We drink water every day, but we have never thought that water has such a good tolerance, looking at the Three Realms, human nature is not as good as water, human nature is treacherous and evil, how can it be compared with water-based tolerance?

In the past, I was blinded by the darkness, deeply trapped in grievances and hatred and couldn't extricate myself, I didn't know how to let go, I didn't know how to tolerate.

Now, let go is let go, my heart will be relaxed, there is no longer such a heavy burden, the past is the past, I can no longer live in hatred forever, live in the past, I must face the future bravely, open my heart to accept the new sunshine, this may be what the Venerable Pingtian is looking forward to."

Just when he was thinking about it, the demon king Zhao Yinglong spoke again.

Demon King Zhao Yinglong pointed his finger at another ghost with a long face and small eyes.

You come forward and talk about your past, talk about your future, I think it's appropriate to give you a name.

The ghost with a long face and small eyes slowly walked over and knelt in front of the demon king Zhao Yinglong.

He looked up at the Pingtian Venerable with a kind face.

"I don't know where I'm from, I don't know who my parents are, I've been an orphan since I was a child, and I've lived with a pack of wolves since I can remember."

I drank wolf milk and ate raw meat, and in the cave where I lived, people from the outside world never looked at me as a human being, and they all called me a wolf child.

In my memory, the best thing for me was the she-wolf, he treated me as his own child, and always kept me with good food, and he always ate the least of it, people said that the wolf's eyes were fierce, but I never felt the viciousness in the eyes of the she-wolf.

He looked at me very kindly, whenever I was hungry, it would always lie on the ground, I was like his child, the family sucked its **.

It was always afraid that I would not be able to eat, and every time it bit back the sheep with its mouth, it would tear it up and give me the finest leg meat to eat, without a trace of fur.

Sometimes, the snow covers the mountain, and I can't find food for a few days, so it risks its life and runs to a house dozens of kilometers away, and secretly comes back with a few chickens.

And I lived alone in the cave, and the goose-feathered snow seemed to have eyes, and under the blowing of the wind, all went into the cave, and I was shivering with cold.

The she-wolf returned, hurriedly blocked the hole with her body, and gambled on the snow for several days and nights.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and when the sky cleared, the she-wolf lay on the ground and could no longer move, so I ran to the mouth of the cave to take a look.

The she-wolf was frozen to death, but she did not fall, she still stood straight and blocked the hole, and her body had become very stiff.

I lay on the corpse of the she-wolf, hugged my head and cried, I don't know how many tears I shed, until the snow melted, I found a piece of land, dug a big pit with my hands little by little, put the body of the she-wolf into the pit, piled it into a big mound, and inserted a branch to make a mark, I was afraid that I would not find it in the future.

After burying the she-wolf, I cried alone in the cave for three days and three nights, and it was my only relative in this world.

Now that he's gone, my sky is falling.

After three days, I slowly walked out of the forest and came to a village where I could not read or write, and I did not know the name of the village.

I find leftovers everywhere to eat, and I can also let people's vegetable gardens eat raw vegetables from the garden.

All the people looked at me strangely, and never treated me as a human being, because I didn't know the language of a man, but only howled like a wolf.

They all called me a wolf child, and they took out all their greatest hatred on me, and whoever was missing a sheep grabbed me out, and beat me all over my body, and I was dead and alive.

I didn't know how many times I was beaten, how many times I was injured, every time I was injured, I was alone in the broken temple at the entrance of the village and suffered from pain, and the tribute in the temple became the only food I had after I was injured.

I slowly survived the ridicule and countless beatings, and slowly grew up, and basically learned the language of people, because I was originally human.

The most important thing is that I have learned to be strong, I have learned to be patient, I have begged in pain, but those angry people, they beat me indiscriminately, no matter how much I begged for mercy, they just didn't let go.

Slowly, I stopped begging for mercy, let them beat, let them scold, they beat enough, and when they were tired of scolding, they let me go.

When I was released, I pitifully begged them to give me a bite to eat, and they fed me like a dog, with a bone to eat, or some moldy bread.

It's these foods, and I treat them as treasures, and when I'm hungry, I bite them one by one.

This is how my childhood life slowly came through in pain, and I counted the years to be 15 years old.

Probably because of drinking wolf milk, my body has grown very strong, and I am also very tall, a head taller than the average person.

As time went by, as I grew older, I slowly learned to eat cooked food, learned human etiquette, learned to communicate in language, and completely changed from a boy to a normal person.

I want to find a job as a coolie and earn some money to live as happily as people do.

I remember that it was still a snowy day, and I went door to door to ask if there were any coolies, and every time I went to a large family, my scalp recently begged them to let me be their coolies.

But as soon as I saw that it was a wolf child, no one was willing to take me in, so politely find those excuses to push me out, and unceremoniously simply pushed me out, and the door closed without even a good word.

I ran into walls everywhere, looking at these hateful people, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I lost confidence in myself, and I hid in the ice and snow alone and cried.

If it weren't for that old man, maybe I wouldn't have the courage to live.

When I was crying very sadly in the ice and snow, a pair of warm hands slowly lifted me up and brought me to their house.

This is the first time I have felt the warmth since I became a human being, and it is deeply engraved in my heart, and I will never forget it to this day.

Later I learned that he was an old man who was passing by and saved me in the snow and ice.

The old man is also a lonely person, his wife died at an early age, several children were all persecuted to death by the landlord Lao Cai, and his face was covered with layers of wrinkles, like the annual rings on an old tree.

Every day before dawn, I got up early with the old man, walked to the woods more than ten miles away, looked at the small branches, and carried them to the house one by one.

The old man began to weave flower baskets, I started to work on the side, a day to weave out more than 30 flower baskets, the next morning, when the sky was just bright, the old man and I picked up the flower baskets, rushed to the market to sell.

I bought a flower basket again, and exchanged a few dollars to buy some noodles to cook on the fire at home, because the price of your rice is very expensive, I didn't dare to buy rice at all, I went to the field to pick some wild vegetables, put them in the noodles and eat with Lao Han.

The days were peaceful, and they went on like this, day after day.

Three years have passed in a flash, and in the past three years, I have relied on the old man for my life, rushing to make flower baskets day and night, and life can go on in a tight way.

One day three years later, the old man happily walked into the house and said to me happily: "Good thing, good thing, I made a fortune today."

Looking at the old man's smiling face, I asked with a puzzled face, "Is there anything good about the old man?"

The old man was excited and incoherent, and it took him half a day to say a word, and today he met a noble man in the bazaar, who said that he would let me make 1,000 flower baskets and send them over, and promised to double the price if it was done within three days.

Do you think it's pie in the sky? What a good thing, if these flower baskets are sold, we can buy a few catties of rice, go home and eat a good meal, buy a few catties of meat, and live like people again.

Looking at the happy appearance of the old man, I also feel very happy, this is the best business in three years, if it is done well, this year's life can be improved a lot, no longer have to eat the last meal, live a poor life.

The old man hurriedly called me, went up the mountain and cut down the twigs for a whole day, and carried them home one by one overnight, and was busy until the next morning.

The old man was so tired that he couldn't straighten his waist, so he lay on the ground and covered his waist with his hands, groaning loudly in pain.

I saw it in my eyes and felt pain in my heart, so I hurriedly sat on the ground and stretched out my hands to beat the old man's waist.

After a short rest, the old man began to weave the flower basket again.

After four days and four nights, a thousand flower baskets were made, and the old man was excited all night without sleeping, and before dawn the next day, he called me up, and together they carried the flower baskets to find the big family.

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