My lips moved, and I didn't say anything, he didn't ask why Brother God didn't come, as if he had known for a long time, and our secret was hidden in front of him.

I didn't dare to look him in the eyes, he just said so indifferently, as if he had expected us to come early in the morning, he must know something, just like him, after the baptism of the years, even his eyes are different from ours.

"There are eight sufferings in life, birth, old age, sickness, death, love and separation, resentment for a long time, I can't ask for it, I can't let it go," he looked straight at us, "I know you will definitely come again." ”

I felt my breath sluggish, I understood what he meant, I knew how heavy my obsession was, I used to be willing to come to find a piece of jade, but today I can come to listen to someone.

Lao Huang didn't speak, I saw him several times and couldn't help but want to say something, but he held back, he didn't like to listen to these big truths, if he used to be impatient to let him say the point, but now he is asking for others, so he naturally has to bow his head.

But I couldn't help it, and I took a deep breath: "So what, do you know why we're here?" ”

"For the sake of one, if he were still here, you would not come."

As he spoke, Lama Rinzen sat back down on the old futon and gestured to us to sit too.

Lao Huang and I sat down, but it was like sitting on pins and needles, we originally came with the mentality of listening to the story, even if it was a sad story, but now we are afraid, when I am closest to the truth, I am afraid of hearing the unknown cruelty behind it.

Lama Rinzen didn't say anything more and told a story directly.

It was the winter of 1942, the blizzard swept the world, the prayer flags hunting, only 17 years old Rinzen Lama was chanting in the Buddhist hall, the sound of the wind and snow was so cold, the Sanskrit sound was covered, the world was solemn, and no one was destined to appear.

Because it is not people who appear.

Lama Rinzen remembers the time very clearly, because it was that day that he learned some secrets that subverted cognition, and it was also a secret that he would have to keep for the rest of his life.

In the snowstorm, there was a knock on the door of the lama's temple, and Lama Rinzen stopped chanting, he wondered why someone would come in such weather, and the knock was not in a hurry or slow, and it was by no means the mentality that a lost person should have, and he had a rare curiosity and went to open the door in person.

Standing outside the door was a naked man, as handsome as the gods of the lower realm, in such a cold weather, he was not wearing anything, only a long white hair that reached the ground flew like snow, Lama Rinzen even thought that he had seen a snow demon.

After many years, that scene is still clearly imprinted in his mind, that man's eyes are as clear as a newborn baby, as if he can see through everything in the world, making him, a person who has cultivated Buddhism since childhood, ashamed of himself, he was stunned for a while, but saw that the person's forehead covered by long hair had a closed vertical pupil.

He is by no means human.

Lama Rinzen quickly calmed down, Buddhism he should not be angry, not to be surprised, not to be surprised, since this person is here, it is time to come.

Everyone who comes here has obsessions, and he is no exception, but his obsessions are not for himself.

Lama Rinzen didn't ask him anything, just found him clothes and covered the vertical pupils on his forehead, this man also seemed to realize that he was different from ordinary people, and did not object, let him fiddle, and it was then that he noticed a string of blood-red characters on his spine, like the most evil spell in the world, strange and dazzling, disgusting to look at, and the opposite of the man's own temperament.

The character was familiar, he could recognize it, it belonged to the piece of jade from hell.

He didn't know what that meant, and kept telling himself not to be curious, but this person's arrival was purposeful, and he walked to the Buddha hall by himself, walked straight to the Buddha statue, and picked up the piece of jade that had been in the palm of the Buddha for a long, long time.

This can't be touched, it's an evil thing, Lama Rinzen said.

But he didn't think the same thing in his heart, he would say this to everyone who was curious about jade, just because he knew the story of jade, and he was worried that others would lead evil people to the body because of it, but this person was different.

The man didn't seem to hear his words, he just held the jade in front of his eyes and looked at it, he didn't put it down, but took the jade and turned his head, saying that it was his thing.

Lama Rinzen was very conflicted, his heart was shaking, but he felt ridiculous, this piece of jade has been kept here for many, many years, but this man looks like he is in his twenties, the jade was brought out of the hell of Ah Bi, how could this innocent person come from hell.

But he wasn't sure that this person was really different from ordinary people.

So Lama Rinzen asked him, "How can you prove that this is yours?"

He said, this is his, this is one of his ribs, and there is a drop of his heart blood in it.

Lama Rinzen froze, he watched the jade shrink into a point, and the jade was sucked out by the man's fingertips, and the bright blood red stayed on his fingertips, as if there was life, he raised his hand in front of him, and put his finger close to the jade, and the drop of blood seeped back into the jade, turning into a moving cotton.

He's not human.

Lama Rinzen didn't feel afraid, maybe it was because of his youthful nature, and he was kindly curious about the unknown, and the man took off his clothes and showed him the scar on his waist, and he really believed that it was his.

Since you are the lost owner, then take it away, said Lama Rinzen.

The man shook his head, put it back in the palm of the Buddha's hand, and sat down on the side for the whole afternoon, without moving.

Lama Rinzen was very embarrassed, he didn't know what the man's arrival meant, he finally couldn't help but ask about him, but he didn't remember anything, he only knew that he woke up in a big bronze coffin, came out of an ancient tomb.

Then why are you here, and if it's to get the jade back, why don't you, Lama Rinzen asked.

He said he was waiting for someone, waiting for the person who came to find the jade, and then killing that person.

Lama Rinzen was taken aback, he said it lightly, as if killing people was just a very simple thing, he asked him why, he replied that he didn't know, he only knew that it was his responsibility.

Lama Rinzen didn't know what to do, he asked him a lot of things, and the man couldn't remember anything, only that he was going to kill the person who had the jade, and Lama Rinzen told him about the origin of this jade, and he was not interested in the slightest, as if the purpose of his existence was to kill that person.

He lived in the lama's temple, cold and summer, spring and autumn, year after year, he always sat quietly alone in the most remote room, looking through all kinds of ancient books, he was very intelligent, he learned everything quickly, but he was so withdrawn that it was frightening.

Time seemed to stop in him, and when Lama Rinzen's face was covered with wrinkles, he was still the youngest of his kind, he was not a man, he was a god.

After a long time, the lamas are also accustomed to the existence of a god in the temple, and he is no longer as withdrawn as before, and finally he is willing to see a few more people, say a few more words, he has hope and vigor in his eyes, and more feelings that people should have, and he even raised a group of wolves.

Lama Rinzen thought it was a good thing, the news that there was an immortal god in the lama's temple had spread at some point, and the Tibetans had never seen him in real time, but they were convinced of it, and the people here were surprisingly simple.

It wasn't until my arrival that everything changed, and he suddenly approached Lama Rinzen one night and said that the person he was waiting for had arrived.

Lama Rinzen remembered what he had said, he felt that it was a pity, he felt that he should not stain his hands with blood, but he didn't know how to persuade him, this person had waited for so many years, just for this day, he didn't care about anything, he only thought about killing that person, such a heavy obsession, he thought he couldn't dissuade it.

But his words were not expected by Lama Rinzen, he said that he had changed his mind, he didn't want to kill that person anymore, he said that the world had changed so much, that person was looking for an answer, that he was carrying a terrible thing, and he wanted to live.

So, what do you want to do, Rinzen Lama asked.

He said that the man had the same piece of jade in his hand, and he wanted to snatch it, and as long as there was no jade, the man would not have to die.

Lama Rinzen was very happy, he thought it was good to save a life in this way, but he didn't expect that the person was equally obsessed, and he would rather be bitten to death by a wolf than let go.

God was not angry, he showed obvious doubts for the first time, he knew that all the burden on that person's body came from jade, but he didn't understand why he refused to give up, he felt that he saw another self, so he wanted to ask him.

So I came, and he suddenly realized that I was innocent, that I didn't know anything like him, and that he realized that he had been insisting on it wrong for so many years, and he had the idea of getting to the root of it, and he felt that he had forgotten something very important.

So there was an adventure, he remembered something, he was terrified, angry, he didn't say goodbye, he was going to do something important, and when Lama Rinzen saw him again, it was already half a year later.

He was always spotless, but when he came back he seemed to be a different person, he was very embarrassed, so embarrassed that Lama Rinzen was surprised, and the snow-white Tibetan robe he was wearing when he left was completely soaked in blood, like a Shura coming from hell, the blood stains were very old, it seemed to have been soaked in water, it turned into a light black-brown, frozen into a cold lump, and even his hair was stained with a lot of dried blood.

Rinzing Lama was worried, but he said that the blood was not his, and he went back to the place where he came out and killed many, many people, and he looked into Rinzing Lama's eyes and said that those people should not have lived, they should have died a long time ago.

His gaze was so pure, as if it had magical power, Lama Rinzen believed him, he didn't stay long in the lama's temple, he said goodbye to Lama Rinzen, saying that he was going to find the man who took the jade, and he wanted to help him, and he said that he was innocent, and that the past should not be so far involved.

Since then, Lama Rinzen has not seen him again until we come again.