On this night, the white light that flashed over Chenjia Village, that is, the fireball in the mouths of the villagers, disappeared out of thin air after reaching the sky above the Nameless Temple. The posture was as mysterious as if this light had been absorbed by the Nameless Temple.

The masters and apprentices in this white-lit temple were very confused in their hearts, and it was like the call of the Buddha, and several people got up to watch.

It's just that what they didn't notice was that the child named Ye Feng, the child who had been unable to fall asleep, just when they all arrived in the courtyard, his body began to work hard to absorb the white light.

In just a few seconds, the white light was completely gone. And this child named Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

Previously, he was shivering and sweating because of the cold, and then he began to have a fever. The old monk hurriedly went to the forest to pick some herbs and came back, boiled them into a thick concoction and poured them into him.

But this medicine has no effect.

This high fever is repeated, one goes away and the other fever goes down, it goes down and goes up, it goes up and it goes down. But each time it got worse and worse, and at last the child's forehead burned frighteningly and his lips burned dry.

And just before that white light suddenly appeared, a breath seemed to float out of his throat, and his body slowly began to cool.

It wasn't until he absorbed the white light that he opened his eyes again.

The Nameless Temple, as the name suggests, is built on the top of a mountain at an unknown distance from Chenjia Village, hidden in the forest, surrounded by large forests.

As a result, there were no pilgrims, no visitors, and no monks who came to communicate. Yes, there are only four masters and apprentices.

And on this very night, some rejoiced and some feared.

The joy is that the villagers in Chenjia Village fantasize about being able to live a good life, and the fear is a soul from the modern age.

A year later.

In the Nameless Temple, Ye Feng was sitting in the courtyard of the temple in a daze, letting the white moonlight shine on his body that was less than ten years old, but containing a mature soul from modern times.

A year ago, he was returning to his rented apartment after volunteering when he accidentally caught a glimpse of a white light in the sky. This white light was terrifying, and the magnetic field emitted was extremely strange, so he couldn't help but glance at it.

When I looked at it, I felt like I was in it.

And then, and then he got here.

Except for the same name, the rest, everything has changed.

Fortunately, life here is very simple and hard, and you only need to do some mechanical things every day. There's nothing you can't adapt to, and there's nothing to adapt to.

A year is not a long time, nor is it short, but he has integrated into this kind of life. It's just that the habit of being in a daze whenever you have time can't be changed.

Seeing that Ye Feng began to be in a daze again, Xue Dan directly chose to ignore it and went into the house to rest by himself. He is like this, on the surface, he is a little cold, and he doesn't like to deal with people.

But after getting along for a long time, I know that he is just not good at expressing himself. After thinking about it, Ye Feng felt that it was very likely to be caused by the environment. After all, whoever stays in this near-secluded place for ten years will become extremely introverted, even the most lively person.

What's more, I still came here since I was a child.

Yin Ping is a little worried about his little friend, since last year, he has been late for morning class almost every day, and he likes to say some strange things. Not only did he and Xue Dan not understand, but even the master shook his head when he heard it.

However, he was sure in his heart that Ye Feng was not an anomaly, after all, when it was time to eat, he would exert his due combat effectiveness, run faster than anyone else, and specialize in eating thick food.

After thinking about it, Yin Ping walked over to Ye Feng, who was in a daze, and asked gently, "Third brother, what are you thinking?" ”

The three of them currently don't have a law name, so the master asked them to sort them according to their age, and said their common names, in this row, Xue Dan is the eldest brother, Yin Ping is the second, and Ye Feng is the youngest.

"No, it's just thinking about the future." Ye Feng didn't raise his head to know that Yin Ping was coming. It's been a year, and there are four people in the temple, including himself, and he can tell who it is just by listening to the footsteps.

Ye Feng actually knew in his heart that Yin Ping was caring about him, but he really had no way to communicate with him. In the beginning, he couldn't learn what he was saying here, and no one else could understand his words. How can we communicate like this?

And now, although he has learned the words here, Yin Ping is fine, as soon as Xue Dan opens his mouth, it is similar to "My Buddha is compassionate", "The Buddha has clouds" or something, Ye Feng listened, and really didn't have any desire to communicate.

"What is the future?" Sure enough, Yin Ping asked confusedly.

"You don't understand."

"Then go to sleep, it's so cold in the yard, you're going to get sick again." You didn't know it was because of a cold last year......"

A year ago, less than a month after Ye Feng woke up, he fell ill again for some reason, and he also developed a high fever. After being poured a bowl of unknown decoction by the master, he kept shouting words such as "Dad", "Mommy", and "Dean" in the quilt that they did not understand.

It's just that when they heard the word "mother", he and Xue Dan both had some weird feelings, as if they had been hit hard by something in their hearts.

"Okay, Erping, you go to sleep first, and I'll think about life for a while." Ye Feng smiled at Yin Ping. He knew in his heart that the fool was afraid that he would freeze again.

In fact, only he knew that the fever was not an accident at all, but a deliberate design by himself. I just want to go back to the environment I'm familiar with.

It has been more than a year since he came to this new environment, but Ye Feng still feels that every day is as confused as a dream. Knowing that this would happen, he didn't look at the weird white light.

People have a relationship because they looked at each other more in the crowd, but he, just because he took a look at the white light in the sky, and then he crossed over, who believes it.

What's more, he knew in his heart that the owner of this body, the child with the same name and surname as him, had completely gone.

I have to say, it's a sad thing.

Like himself, he was still so young, but he was killed by the cold. He may have a chance to turn around, but he will never have the opportunity to see his biological parents again.

So, in the first few months of coming, from the simplest pinching of the thighs and beating the chest and knocking on the head, to deliberately getting wet and cold, high fever and being unable to fall asleep, to being very cruel to trying to smash yourself with a thick stick......

Except for masochism like a madman, or a bulging bag in his head, he was never able to successfully return to the era in which he lived.

Today's people don't see the ancient times and the moon, but this month once looked like the ancients.

Looking at the pearl in the night sky that illuminated everything in the world far away from him, these two lines of poetry suddenly appeared in Ye Feng's mind.

Yes, for Ye Feng, what hangs in the sky is the same round of the moon in ancient and modern times. But the one who is illuminated, strictly speaking, is no longer the same person.

Troubles and thoughts, after all, can not resist the drowsiness and cold, after all, this body does not look more than ten years old, after all, this is a February night in the north, after all, you have to get up at four o'clock in the morning.

Rubbing his eyes, Ye Feng reluctantly entered the meditation room to rest.

In the meditation room, Yin Ping and Xue Dan had already fallen asleep, and the sound of shallow breathing could be faintly heard.

Xue Dan curled up, curled up like a shrimp. His brow furrowed, not knowing what he was thinking, which was not quite consistent with his steady expression during the day. Yin Ping slept very peacefully, on all fours, accompanied by a slight snoring.

The two of them have long been accustomed to Ye Feng's "difference", and they will not sleep if they don't stay in a daze all day long, sigh a few words not to the moon, and talk to themselves not to the stars. Therefore, he did not wait for him to go to bed, and slept on his own.

Ye Feng was also happy to be at ease, anyway, he didn't plan to tell the two of them about his "strange" experience. If the two of them follow themselves all the time and ask questions, then it will be troublesome.

Obviously, compared to Ye Feng, the only people Ye Feng knew in the past year other than his master were more suitable for life here than him.

But it's no wonder that from the casual chat with Yin Ping, Ye Feng learned that Yin Ping, Xue Dan and Ye Feng, the original owners of the body, have lived here for ten years.

Ten years is a lot of time for anyone. Just like Chai Jiu said in "Yihai Pride", "How many decades are there in life".

But Ye Feng, it's only been a year since he really came here. It is inevitable that you will not adapt.

It's okay to live an empty and boring life, no Wi-Fi, no red envelopes, no couriers, and no games. What Ye Feng couldn't bear the most was that he couldn't see anyone other than Master and Yin Ping and Xue Dan all day long.

Some people fantasize about living in seclusion every day. Actually, where is it so easy. If it is really realized, there are a few people who can hold on.

Except for those who see through the red dust, or those who live like urinating and don't know the world, it is difficult for the rest to adapt to such a life.

After all, humans are social animals by nature.

Ye Feng once fantasized that the master was a master outside the world, and he took himself, a rookie, and the three apprentices of Yin Ping and Xue Dan to practice in seclusion here.

So, at the beginning, Ye Feng put a lot of effort into testing the three of them. It's a pity that Ye Feng looked left and right, no matter how he tried it, he didn't find any so-called martial arts foundation for the three of them, let alone any outstanding points.

Moreover, just last month, the temple ran out of firewood, and the master took three people to cut wood in the woods. Originally, it was fine, but the master accidentally stepped on a stone that came out of nowhere, and he actually broke his foot!

Let me ask, can a martial arts master be so weak? Shouldn't a martial arts master chopping wood with a flick of his fingers, and a large piece of the tree will fall!

Ye Feng even thought about whether this master was the biological father of the three of them, and the family avoided the enemy here.

Or the Master eloped with someone when he was young, and as a result, the person he intended couldn't live a hard life and decided to abandon the father and son. So he looked at the appearance of the three of them with a cold look, and was pleased to find that there was no resemblance between the four of them.

It is impossible to say that the three of them are the children of the master and three different women, right?

Thinking of this, Ye Feng quickly dispelled this thought.

It's disgusting.

In this way, Ye Feng thought of countless possibilities, and then they were ruthlessly denied by reality. Anyway, Ren Yefeng thought about it, and after thinking about it for a year, he didn't come up with a reason that conformed to realistic logic.

Moreover, according to common sense, this is an ordinary temple that cannot be more ordinary. Since it's a temple, at least there must be pilgrims! Otherwise, what would this temple rely on? Or, what kind of temple is this - anyway, Ye Feng has never seen a temple with only monks and no pilgrims.

However, this nameless temple really did it!

Nameless temple, as the name suggests, is really nameless and deserted. Anyway, Ye Feng has lived here for more than a year, and he has never seen even a single pilgrim.

Just as I could see, there was a large stretch of primeval forest outside the temple. In these times when the traffic situation is very bad, it is probably very difficult for pilgrims to cross this forest to make incense.

As the boss of this temple, does Master have such a bad vision that he would choose such a strange place.

Therefore, Ye Feng has always been very skeptical about how this temple has been "operated" in the past ten years or even longer. After all, although they are monks, there are four of them.

Every day, like ordinary people, they need to eat, drink, and sleep, and what they pull out is also, and it is also stinky, not like "drinking magnolia in the morning and falling in the dew, and eating autumn chrysanthemum in the evening" does not eat the fireworks in the world, let alone picking a few wild fruits to live.

The more this happened, the more he admired this master and abbot.

Thinking about it, Ye Feng was sure that this master definitely had a way to maintain the livelihood of the temple that he didn't know.

In other words, the Master is actually connected to the outside world.

For this reason, Ye Feng also quietly followed him, wanting to lay a solid foundation for his escape plan. Who knows, the life of this dead monk is very regular, either giving them lectures on Buddhist scriptures or meditating in the meditation room, and there seems to be no trace of going out at all.

After tracking for three months in a row, every month and every day, Ye Feng sighed to himself and gave up decisively.

In addition, for the matter of getting up at four o'clock in the morning every day, Ye Feng naturally had tens of thousands of reluctances, let alone understand.

After all, he and Yin Ping and Xue Dan have not yet been shaved, and even, they have the same name and surname as ordinary people, not called "Xuanci", "Clear Space", "Eight Commandments" and the like, strictly speaking, they are not monks in the real sense.

In that case, why do we still have to follow the so-called Buddhist precepts? And I've only been holding on for a year, and I'm almost unbearable, I really don't know how the previous "real body" spent more than nine years!

However, as the saying goes, "people have to bow their heads under the eaves".

It's okay to be even, but you can still chat and talk. He will do whatever the master tells him to do, or he will sleep. If he could drink thick porridge, he would be satisfied.

Anyway, he was very satisfied with his current life, and in his own words, "what else would he have been".

In the case of Xue Nerd, if you want to call him to "strike and protest" to fight for freedom, you can't think about it with your toes. And if Ye Feng went to "fight" alone, it was estimated that he would be directly ignored or even despised, after all, it was difficult to speak alone.

If he is a small person, if he leaves the blessing of this temple, where can he go?

Rather than making an embarrassing fuss and not getting results, it is better to retreat first and seek the second, and press the ground first. Waiting for the opportunity to ripen and hit the ground running, is the wisest choice.

Anyway, I'm going to get out of here. Although he is still young now, when he grows up a little more and has the ability to compete with the old monk, why worry about not being able to leave this small temple.

Not daring to think about it anymore, Ye Feng hurriedly slept on the couch.

If you don't sleep again, it's time to get up in a while.

From falling asleep on the bed, it took Ye Feng less than ten minutes.

At the end of the day, that is, when it was almost four o'clock in the morning, although he was drowsy, Ye Feng still woke up naturally. It's just that he didn't get up right away, but lay down in a daze.

The damned biological clock and the inhumane rules and precepts made him say goodbye to the beautiful thing of sleeping until he woke up naturally. Before, he could have rolled over and continued to sleep, but now he obviously can't.

According to the opinions of some experts, people can't get up immediately when they wake up, and they have to lie in bed for a while to maintain their health. This also became an excuse for Ye Feng to be lazy.

However, although Ye Feng had told Xue Dan and Yin Ping countless times, neither of them believed it, and they didn't dare to lie in bed at all, so they got up as soon as they woke up.

When I looked up, there was no surprise that the two beds next to me had already been clean and tidy, and the old and simple beds were very smooth, as if no one had slept at all: Yin Ping and Xue Dan had already finished washing.

Xue Dan sat there quietly waiting for himself, and his waiting, instead of crossing Erlang's legs or lying comfortably, he closed his eyes cross-legged, motionless as if an old monk was in a trance.

Yin Ping was gesturing at the door with some strange movements.

Ye Feng observed it carefully, and originally thought that this was also a clue. But there's nothing mysterious about it, it's like a kind of gymnastics to strengthen the body. Obviously, this was taught by the old monk.

Ye Feng hurriedly turned over and got up, dressed and made the bed quickly.

He knew very well in his heart that although Xue Dan's eyes were closed, it was enough to penetrate everything. As soon as he had done that, he would naturally open his eyes and go out with him, without glancing at him from time to time.

I don't know, I thought his eyes were on the back of his head or some special function.

When he first came, Ye Feng also thought that he was asleep, and he was extremely sure in his heart. Wake up so early, the surrounding environment is so quiet, and the young age is the time when you are sleepy, can you not fall asleep?

So he shook his hands in front of his eyes wickedly.

Just when he was proud of his "smart judgment", he heard a voice coldly: "Hurry up and wash up, otherwise you will be late, and Yin Ping and I will be punished together." ”

Master stipulates that if you are a quarter of an hour late, you need to "study" for an extra quarter of an hour.

Suddenly, Ye Feng's hand that was still waving was so frightened that he forgot how to take it back.

For this little friend, Ye Feng is a little distant.

As far as he has observed for the past six months, he has always been so calm, without any complaints, without any joyful expressions, and even less with sadness: it seems that all this is taken for granted. Therefore, in Ye Feng's opinion, calling him a nerd should be an insult to the word "nerd".

After all, if you pinch the nerd, he will naturally hurt.

But if you pinch Xue Dan and try it, maybe he won't even move: several times, Ye Feng has seen a few big mosquitoes sucking blood on Xue Dan's not fat arm, but people are still sitting motionless and copying Buddhist scriptures.

Isn't this a nerd?!

Therefore, after several active conversations and pre-cooling, Ye Feng dispelled the idea of chatting with Xue Dan. He was silent most of the time, and if he couldn't stand it, he would talk to Yin Ping to prove that he was not dumb.

At this time, the sky is not yet bright, not even cloudy, and everything is silent. If it weren't for the faint moonlight, there would be no way to see the road. In the ears, only the unknown insects outside the temple walls were whispering.

Look, even the insects don't want to come in, and probably they know that inside the walls of this temple is only Gu Jingbo, and they are not free.

Before Ye Feng finished slandering, the three of them had already arrived at the Buddha Hall.

And the master was already sitting on the futon waiting for them.

Looking at the master's expression, Ye Feng knew that he was late again this time. Hey, it's all because I was in a daze for too long last night.

Ye Feng was a little embarrassed, after all, if he hadn't been rubbing himself, he wouldn't have been late. At that moment, he hurriedly sat down with Yin Ping and Xue Dan and listened to the "teachings".

Listening to this, Ye Feng was distracted again.

This damn Buddhist scripture, I really don't understand why it has to be so obscure. It's just that the words are not easy to write, and even the reading is so awkward. It's all Chinese characters on a single look, but when you put it together, you don't know what it means.

Who invented it?

Is it necessary to have a certain level of cultural cultivation to escape into the empty door? Or is this not a door that everyone can walk into? Because if you can't recite scriptures, then you are naturally not a good monk......

Listening, Ye Feng began to wander too much.

In the past year, whenever he couldn't listen to the Buddhist scriptures, Ye Feng began to miss his past life. What I think about the most is the so-called junk food: KFC, barbecue, stinky tofu, seafood food stalls...... Sometimes when I fall asleep, I dream that I suddenly succeed in returning home, order a big table of things and eat a lot, and wake up with a face of saliva.

Although he studied for another two quarters of an hour, since Ye Feng didn't want to learn at all, the time was not so difficult. The morning class slowly passed in Ye Feng's belly.

So when it was time to eat breakfast, although the pot was still a thin porridge with clear soup and little water that had not changed for thousands of years, Ye Feng, who was already hungry, picked up the bowl and devoured it, which attracted Xue Dan's sideways eyes: he was slowly "tasting" the porridge in the bowl.

That look was as if what I had eaten was not ordinary porridge, but a delicacy in the world.

Yin Ping is still the same, neither like Ye Feng's gobbling up, nor like Xue Dan's grace and slowness, but if you look closely, it is a bit like the master's appearance.

Ye Feng didn't care about the nerd's gaze, after all, as usual, he didn't eat at noon, and he couldn't eat today's second meal until the evening.

When Ye Feng drank the third bowl of porridge, Xue Dan had already washed the dishes, so he naturally sat aside and waited for Ye Feng.

This made Ye Feng very uncomfortable, originally thinking that Master, Yin Ping, and Xue Dan would not eat it, and he could go to the leftover porridge in the pot to scoop some dried porridge and eat it, and he would be full. But if people just sit there and wait for you, and don't complain at all, are you embarrassed to continue eating?

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became, Ye Feng didn't bother to care, picked up the spoon and began to dry out a little bit of rice. In the end, I really couldn't get it up, so I simply picked up the pot, poured the oligarchic clear soup clean, and happily scooped out the dry rice at the bottom of the pot.

It's less, but it's better than drinking a stomach full of water.

What about gaining weight?

If you are not afraid of offending the Buddha, if you don't have any way to become a monk in the future, there is nothing wrong with being fat - counting down from the Buddha, you have seen which monk or even ordinary monk is thin and weak!

In Ye Feng's view, the kind eyebrows and protruding belly are indispensable in Buddhism, as if the doctor's white beard and the professor's black-framed glasses are indispensable standards.

Well, I'm laying the groundwork, not gluttony.

Yin Ping looked at Ye Feng's bowl of thick porridge with some envy. To say that Ye Feng is smart, he actually thought of this trick. I didn't expect it.

Just this bowl of thick porridge, you can eat one bowl to top several bowls of that clear soup with little water. That way, you won't be so hungry in the afternoon.

After eating, they rested for a while, waited for Ye Feng to finish washing the dishes and chopsticks, and then the three of them went to the backyard to water and grow vegetables.

The author has something to say: Maybe many people are like this, and they will be stuck somewhere for a certain time. But it doesn't matter, just gather strength, and one day you will be able to get out. Writing here, because of a sentence in the article, I want to recommend an old TVB TV series to you, about 2011, with a relatively long name, "Women and Heroes: The Pride of the Righteous Sea".