The wide robe is obviously much larger than the size of the young man, and it looks very funny when it is loosely dragged on the ground, and the old monk intimately helped the young man tie the extra part in a knot, which makes the robe appear to fit, but it looks a little strange.

However, it is obvious that neither the old monk nor the teenager cares about this.

"Since you have become a monk, then you should also be given a Dharma name, I think about it, now the younger generation in the temple seems to be ranked in the Dharma character generation."

The old monk touched Fa Ming's head and said.

"As a teacher, I hope you can see the black and white of the world clearly, and know the cause and effect clearly, so I will give you clear words, and you will be called Fa Ming in the future."

"More masters."

Although it still hurts, the young man who was given the name Fa Ming still bowed deeply to the old monk.

The old monk took off the Buddhist beads he had been carrying with him from his hand and cherished them in the palm of the little monk's hand.

"I'll give you this string of Buddhist beads."

It's just that, I don't know why, the old monk didn't tell Fa Ming any precepts and precepts, nor did he stay in front of the temple for a long time, gave a bow to the monks, and took Fa Ming down the mountain after shouting a Buddha name.

The old monk and the little monk didn't say anything all the way, but the little monk looked at the old monk with more closeness and dependence in his eyes.

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"Thank you master, thank you master, hey, you see, the old man is nothing, if the master doesn't dislike it, come in and drink saliva."

In a farmhouse, the aunt dressed as a peasant woman greeted the old monk warmly, and Fa Ming, who had already gotten rid of the childishness of a teenager and was about to enter the youth, seemed to be accustomed to this scene, and skillfully stepped forward to stop the aunt.

"Amitabha, the donor doesn't need to be like this, my master said that saving people is the duty of our monks, not to mention that Ling Lang himself is fine, but he just occasionally feels cold, and he can't afford to be a donor."

"Hey~ Where is the little master talking about, we are poor mountain pimples, we can't go to the village and can't go to the store, if we really wait to go over these dozens of miles of mountain roads to find Langzhong, I'm afraid that this hard-working child is only afraid of it..."

The aunt was talking and tearful and wanted to kneel down for the old monk, but fortunately, Fa Ming was quick and hurriedly supported him.

"Auntie, hey, Auntie, what are you doing here? Hurry up, my master doesn't like this. ”

"Amitabha, donor, don't want to be like this, the poor monk just did what he could, and the main thing is to torture the poor monk if this is the case."

Seeing the old monk speak, the aunt stood up at a loss, and kept saying: "How should this be good, how should this be good..."

Seeing that the old monk was like this, the old monk just shook his head slightly, gave Fa Ming a look and turned to leave.

Fa Ming comprehended, let go of the hand holding the aunt without a trace, and hurriedly followed the old monk when the aunt was in a trance.

When the aunt came back from her trance, there were still two monks, one old and one young, in front of her.

"O living bodhisattva! What a living bodhisattva..."

Different from the village woman's worship of the gods, Fa Ming asked the old monk with some puzzlement.

"Master, why do you have to use such means to get out every time? Looking at the appearance of the aunt, I guess I will think that there is a Bodhisattva or something in this world. ”

The old monk slowly stopped and looked at Fa Ming with a kind face.

"Is there no Bodhisattva in this world?"

"Master, don't tease me, where are the Bodhisattvas in this world, they are all fictional characters in the book..."

Fa Ming didn't believe it, if he put these words in any temple, he was afraid that he would be beaten out on the spot, but the old monk just smiled lightly and shook his head.

"In this world... Naturally, there are bodhisattvas, and there are really Buddhas. ”

"Really? So why haven't I seen it? ”

The old monk looked at Fa Ming meaningfully.

"When you want to see it, you will see it."

After speaking, he ignored Fa Ming and strode away.

"I'll see you when I want to? But I want to see you now, why didn't I see you..."

Fa Ming raised his curious face, but only saw the back of the old monk getting farther and farther away.

"Hey! Master, wait for me, master..."

That year, Fa Ming was full of questions, but he was very happy to follow the old monk to travel around the world.

···

Fa Ming originally thought that he would follow his master to travel around the world like this, until I don't know when, the imperial court began to suppress monks, and even the matter of the master helping him avenge and kill a robber in a cottage a few years ago was turned over.

also pasted the portrait of the master everywhere, although there was no wanted master, but for a while, Fa Ming felt that the sky had changed.

Although they were still doing good deeds, unlike before, the people they saved now did not treat them with courtesy, but drove them away like plague gods, as if they were some kind of flood beast.

The young Fa Ming couldn't hold his breath, and wanted to go up to those people to reason several times, but was indifferently called back by the master.

Although he was not angry, Fa Ming never dared to disobey his respected master.

Originally, he thought that this was just the foolish opinion of the world, and after a while, it would return to its original state.

However, he was wrong, and he was very wrong, the horror of rumors, the sinister of people's hearts, Fa Ming had a deep understanding for the first time.

At first, it was only a matter of fate, but gradually it became that no one was willing to sell anything to them, and later, Fa Ming and his master were pushed and driven out of the city by several soldiers, and Fa Ming will never forget the silver spear pointed at them, and the words of disgust of the soldiers.

"Get out, get out! Don't come again, let me see believe it or not that I killed you? ”

Fa Mingqi still wanted to step forward to debate a few words, but saw that the master just faintly said a Buddha name.

"Amitabha, let's go."

"Master, but, they..."

"Let's go."

is still plain and kind, and his tone has not changed in the slightest because of the encounter, and Fa Ming looked at his master and unconsciously dissipated his anger.

Forget it, where are you staying with the master? If you don't sell them food, then they can pick some wild vegetables and fruits and other things, and they can be satisfied, right?

"Okay."

Although Fa Ming was a little unhappy in his heart, he respected his master more in his heart, and he could tolerate what people couldn't bear, which was a kind of qi and a realm.

···

Fa Ming also forgot when the world began to be chaotic and how it became chaotic, he only knew that the beacon fire in the sky had never stopped, and the displaced people whose wives were separated were the most lacking in this world.

In a short period of time, Fa Ming has seen too many human tragedies, and the old monk still kindly tries to help those who can do his best, even if he himself now looks more like he needs help.

Fa Ming watched silently, watching those people accept the master's help with peace of mind, and then put on a copy to drive them away.

silently watched the woods rich in wild vegetables and fruits in the past being occupied by them, driving away their master and apprentice.

Silently watching the master, obviously hungry and having no strength, he rescued the homeless people again and again...

Finally, Fa Ming couldn't stand it anymore and stopped in front of the master when he saw that the master was going to save a group of people who had been attacked by tigers.

"That's enough, master, don't save it anymore! They don't deserve to be saved! ”

The words that were almost shouted out in tears could not make the expression on the old monk's face shake for half a minute.

"Get out of the way."

The plain words and gentle tone were the same as usual, but what was different from the past was that this time Fa Ming did not let go, and he knew his master too well.

Under normal circumstances, let alone this tiger, even if there is another group, it is not afraid, but now the master has not eaten for several days, and it is already difficult to walk, let alone fight with such a fierce beast.

If I really go, I'm afraid that the master will...

"No!"

Fa Ming shook his head stubbornly, looking like he would rather die than get out of the way.

"Master, why is it that the world is obviously wrong, and we still have to go to the world?"

The old monk kindly touched the head of the little monk with a sad and angry face, smiled and did not explain, but said lightly something that made the little monk at that time confused.

"You will understand one day, and when you do, you will understand."

"Nope! I don't understand! Why did you save them, and they treated us like beasts of the flood! Why are you so desperate to save those who have nothing to do with us! ”

Fa Ming opened his hands and stopped in front of the old monk with tears in his eyes, and the old monk wanted to say something but heard a scream in front of him, and another person died in the mouth of the tiger.