"If not, how could your parents die, you are a relative, why didn't you die!"

This is the sentence that Jingzhu recalls the most times and remembers the closest when he goes from being sensible to being alone in the back.

No matter how many years have passed, he still remembers those dark pasts.

His master said that he was cold-blooded and ruthless, but who knew that this was not his intention.

The year he was born, his grandmother was lame, and the following year his grandfather died, and the village's 'goddess' said that he was a relative and had to be alone for the rest of his life to break his bad luck.

Parents don't believe this, they only had a son for so many years, how could they send their son away because of a stranger's words.

Jingzhu was still thinking at the time, what kind of relatives, what age is it, and there are still people who believe in these feudal thoughts.

At first, no one believed the words of the goddess except for his grandmother, but not long after his grandfather died, his parents had a car accident.

They had gone to pick him up for his grandmother's house for Sunday, and his uncle and aunts had made an appointment to get together, but they ended up in the hospital morgue.

Grandma scolded her parents in pain and scolded them for not sending the disaster away.

Her heart-rending cry still stays in Jingzhu's mind, so profound that he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

He will always remember that not long after his grandmother's crying, his grandmother was smashed by a falling drill on the way and died on the spot, and all his relatives looked at him with fear in their eyes.

"Uncle, don't go... "Don't leave him."

The aunt who doted on her in the past screamed and retreated, and the only uncle also changed his face, and in their eyes, Jingzhu, who was not yet six years old, seemed to be a close friend.

In order not to kill more people, he was sent to the mountain, which is the fragrant mountain, and it is also the beginning of all iniquity, and it does not mean the end.

Because of his relatives, relatives were lost, and relatives were estranged, he left his hometown and became a little monk in Xiangshan a hundred kilometers away.

The cultivators always kept their distance from him, and only the presiding master treated him kindly, but half a year after he went up the mountain, the presiding officer fell ill, and since then he has been sent to a side hospital.

Countless Buddhist scriptures asked him to memorize, and he had to get up three times to bathe in the holy light and wash away the sins on his body.

He didn't do anything.

He began to be unwilling, he did not agree, but he did not have a choice.

All the time was devoted to studying, reading a scripture that had a jerky and difficult to understand, following his companions who kept his distance and the presiding over the study that pretended to be calm.

He endured humiliation and did not reveal any emotion, and finally won several praises.

That is, until he finds a box in the corner of the stack.

An anatomy of physiognomy, the title of which was torn off, and the word 'mask' was written.

A book full of ill-intelligible shapes, which he later learned were rune paper, on which the long-lost method of drawing rune paper was recorded.

There is also a book of mystics that explores the heavens and the earth.

A voice told him not to let people know about these things.

The twelve-year-old had never been so calm, and he quietly hid his things and began to look in the scriptures for knowledge to explain them.

Occasionally, he knows that the host is good at drawing symbols and reading faces.

After studying the book for a while and understanding it a little, he deliberately showed his 'talent' in front of him, although he regarded him as a disaster, but in the end, he was 'kind', and after he couldn't find an heir to the talent, he was finally given a chance.

No one knew that he covered the quilt and showed a hideous smile that night, he unscrupulously revealed the darkness and anger in his eyes, he calmed down all night, and the next day he became the talented, well-behaved, and obedient cultivator.

As he grew older, he learned more and more things, and under his good 'performance', he took him down the mountain to practice.

It was also on that occasion that he met the most important person in his life.

"What's your name?"

He said, "Jingzhu." ”

"No, I mean your original name, Jingzhu is the law name, it's really good."

Shizuki still remembers her unabashed tone of praise when she pronounced this rather sarcastic name. You see, everyone knows that the word Jingzhu sounds clean, cold, and holy, and is a representative of beauty.

Who really knows, this name is just a reminder that he must keep his distance from everyone at all times, just like bamboo, standing quietly in place, even if there are many companions around him, he must keep his distance.

for he is a scourge!

"I forgot." Anyway, the name doesn't matter, it only reminds him how many of his relatives have been killed.

She sighed, "That's a shame." ”

Later, Jingzhu recalled the most impressive thing in his life, and the first thing that crossed his mind was her eyes that couldn't bear to look at him, those eyes should have been colorful, exuding light, not with a touch of distress.

The master stayed in that place for a month, and he also knew that her name was Yi Qing, a name with light.

He was still impulsive in the end, and for the first time he took off his disguised face, thinking that he would scare her away, but when he was surrounded by those slender arms, his heart moved.

Again, this seems to be the wrong start.

When he left with his master, Yi Qing was angry and didn't send him.

The master saw something, and for the first time warned him with a straight face not to think about people and things that did not belong.

Since he was sent to Xiangshan, he has lost a lot of qualifications, and he can only study Buddhism in this life to cleanse away his sins and use his ability to benefit sentient beings, so that he can have a better life in the next life.

Listen, what ridiculous remarks.

His mask is becoming more and more real, and occasionally looking at the person inside in the mirror will feel extremely strange, and he knows that the person with soft eyes and a smile on his face is not the real him.

He wanted to thank the book.

When she met the 'goddess' again, she looked at herself for a long time and said, 'Not bad'.

What does this mean by being nice?

What Jingzhu understands is that she thinks that everything he has suffered over the years is what he should bear, and her original conclusion is not wrong, including those relatives who can't bear to come to see him once, and they all feel that sending him here to atone for their sins is the best way.

Yes, they are afraid of being killed by themselves.

It's really ridiculous that people who don't believe in things have to find a reason because they are greedy for life and afraid of death.

If he doesn't like these things, then he preaches them thoroughly.

Why can he only change his life with a word from others, and he has to return it.

He began to be able to go down the mountain alone, using the mask to bring countless believers to Xiangshan.

Every time he would meet with Yi Qing, the master said that he was not a complete Buddhist disciple, so there was no need to scruple.

Finally, he had a child of his own, and it seemed that everything was going in a good direction.

But the incident was still exposed, and the master knew about it and imprisoned him in the mountains, telling him that he had violated the beliefs of Buddhism, and that he had been convicted of another serious crime.