Xie Ling landed one foot on the white sand in the yard, felt that it was nothing, and stepped on the other foot. Stand at the edge of the yard.

The whole courtyard was silent. I watched him from behind, Azanway meditated with his eyes closed, and Monk Takaya was still.

Xie Ling smiled: "I thought your yard was a sea of swords and fire, but that's it." ”

He took a step forward.

Monk Takaya's mouth began to chant the scriptures, and the scriptures were low and gloomy, lingering over the courtyard. Every step of the bell is lifted and put down, and it is very slow and difficult. He walked slowly to the middle of the courtyard, and walked for twenty minutes in such a short way.

From my point of view, I can only see the back of the bell, and it is a little rickety.

Xie Ling stood in place and paused for a moment, as if it meant to rest. He took a deep breath and walked down again, leaving a series of shallow footprints on the white sand, and the speed of Monk Takaya's scriptures became faster and faster, and many syllables jumped directly from the lowest part of his throat, sounding like strange bubbles.

It became more and more difficult for him to walk, he was out of breath at every step, and he was about ten steps away from the other side, and he could no longer walk.

He pointed at Monk Gao Ye with his hand: "The Yin and Yang Taoism is applied to the dry landscape of Zen Buddhism, and it is really mysterious." ”

Monk Gao Ye stopped the scripture and showed a slight smile: "The dry landscape is the realm of 'nothing', the heavier your own karma, the heavier the backlash when you walk on it, is it already difficult for the bell donor?" ”

Jieling almost jumped to his feet and scolded: "Fart!" I've been on the right track all my life, and I have a fart karma. ”

"It's useless for you to tell me," said the monk Takaya, "the dry landscape is a mirror, and it will naturally reflect your original form, and only you know whether it is a human or a ghost." ”

Xie Ling really has a cunning energy, and while Monk Gao Ye said these words, he "rubbed" and took a few steps forward. Seeing that he was such a scoundrel, the monk Takano began to recite the scriptures again.

In the last few steps, it was really hard to lift the bell, and every step seemed to be carrying Mount Tai on his back. I watched this worry in the back, but fortunately, he finally walked to the bottom of the porch step by step and climbed to the eaves of the opposite porch.

Xie Ling sat on the ground, panting, and the folding fan in his hand could barely be lifted. He gasped for a moment, picked up a bowl of tea, drank it dry in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and sat there resting.

Monk Takano said: "Who is the second one?" ”

I was hesitating when Azanway suddenly stood up and came to the courtyard, where he stepped on the white sand without arguing with Monk Takaya.

Monk Gao Ye did not stop him, Azanwei stepped on the white sand step by step, his speed was slightly faster than the bell, but every step was still very cautious. After he took a few steps, I gasped, and the footprints of Azanway on the white sand were dark black, which was shocking!

Xie Ling walked over, leaving a shallow layer of footprints, and Azanway actually stepped on the black like ink.

Monk Gao Ye did not stop the scriptures, and there was a sharpness in his eyes, staring at Azanwei tightly.

Halfway through the courtyard, Azanway's steps became heavier and heavier, and each time he lifted his foot, he was like an ox. He trembled with intense gasps, stopped, and began to chant a curse, his hands pinching his fingerprints.

There seemed to be an invisible whirlwind blowing in the calm courtyard, and I didn't see anything, but I could feel a heavy murderous aura swirling in the courtyard.

I couldn't breathe anymore.

Monk Gao Ye stopped the scriptures and said softly: "Donor, please go back, continue to move forward, you are afraid of more than one bad luck." ”

Azanway didn't know if he could understand it, and continued on his way. After taking a step, the black footprints on the ground seemed to be heavier. Monk Takano did not continue to recite the scriptures, but just looked at Azanwei and walked over step by step. There was a hint of compassion in Monk Takaya's eyes. At this moment, it seemed to me that for the first time, I felt Takano's compassion as a monk.

When he had finished the last part of his journey, he reached the bottom of the porch, took the second cup of tea, drank it all, and sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed.

Monk Takano looked at me: "The third." ”

I cleared my throat: "I want to debate the Bible." ”

Monk Gao Ye said: "Between the cold and hot hell, the handle and spoon go back and forth, listen to the tea people, and have no heart and no bitterness. ”

In fact, I thought about it, opened my mouth, and said: "People block killing, Buddha blocks killing Buddha!" ”

Monk Takano and Xie Suzu shook their bodies at the same time, and they looked at me together.

Monk Gao Ye nodded for a long time: "Master Wang, whether it is an unintentional word or a deliberate argument, the sentence 'people block and kill, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha' directly refers to the heart of cultivation, and the color that echoes my previous question is really clever." Please come here. ”

I took a deep breath, slowly came to the white sand in the courtyard, stepped on it, and felt that the sand was very soft, as if it could massage the soles of my feet softly, which was very comfortable.

I stepped on my other foot again.

The whole courtyard has not changed much, and the three people on the other side seem to be within reach, and I have already come up with a bad idea, so I just ran over and forgot it. It's stupid to go forward step by step like Jieling and Azanway.

There are all high-ranking people present, who belong to my generation and ability are the lowest, even if they are embarrassed when they run over, no one laughs at them.

I kicked my feet and started running. Monk Takano didn't stop me, and Xie Ling looked at it with his mouth wide open, as if in disbelief.

I said in my heart, it seems that I am the fastest of the three, and it will be quite a show-off to say it in the future.

As I was running, suddenly there was a wind in the yard, first very small and weak air currents, and by the time I realized that something was wrong, the wind had already risen.

This strong wind was blowing from the opposite side, I couldn't see the source of the wind, and the eaves of the opposite side suddenly opened a long distance, and the three people were close in front of me, and it was as far away as the horizon. I resisted the strong winds and struggled to walk.

I gritted my teeth, isn't it just a strong wind, little meaning, I trudged forward with difficulty, and when I inadvertently looked up, my hairs stood on end.

I couldn't see the eaves and houses on the other side, and the surrounding courtyard walls were gone, only the vast white sand in front of me, and I felt like a lonely and helpless traveler in the desert.

There is no sun in the sky, there is no mark on the ground, only an endless white sand, looking around, extremely desolate, and there is not a single figure in sight.

My heart is pounding, this Japanese onmyodo is really evil, what's going on? Is it the realm of reality, or is it the realm of ghosts like Little Red Riding Hood?

I gritted my teeth and walked forward, at this time I couldn't retreat, I could only move forward. I couldn't tell the way, so I had to walk on a catwalk, trying to make sure I was walking in a straight line.

After walking a short distance, a figure appeared in front of me, somewhat blurred in the gale.

I'm proud in my heart, this breaks the Taoism of Japanese monks? It's so easy. As I walked forward, the figure in the wind became clearer, a child, standing blankly, looking up at the misty sky.

He was undressed.

I chuckled in my heart, as if I had thought of something, but I was not sure. I walked up to him and reached out and touched his shoulder, which was unusually cold.

The child turned around abruptly, and I screamed in fright and took a few steps back. His face had no facial features except for a large blood-colored mouth, and a line of blood slowly flowed down the hole in his mouth.

I was too frightened to speak, and the child strode towards me, and I screamed and turned and ran, stumbling far away in the white sand.

By the time he stopped, the child was gone.

I sat on the ground panting, covered in cold sweat, the kid just now was the little ghost that Su Ye bumped into. Since I solved the little ghost, I have been sleeping unsteadily, not eating well, and I am in a trance every day, I want to see it exactly, so that I can destroy it, but I am afraid to see it, so that I can confirm that I am fascinated by ghosts, not simply bad spirits.

Here, again, I saw it.

I sat on the ground and gasped for a moment, feeling that it was unnecessary to be so scared, I had to see what this little devil meant, whether he wanted to play literature or martial arts, I would accompany him!

I got up and thought of a young man I met by chance in Mongla, a former professional boxer, who told me that you can't run away from fear and go out of your way to knock it out!

Little devil, I'm here, let's make a break between ourselves.

I ran quickly in the direction of the front, ran for a long time, and did not see the little ghost again, the white sand in front of me was long, and there was no figure. I kept running.

At this moment, in the wind in front of him, a figure appeared, and it was the little ghost.

I took a breath and rushed over, the little ghost with his back to me, looking up at the sky. I got behind it, and I jerked my foot up, about to kick it. At this moment, suddenly in the wind and sand next to me, a hand came out and grabbed my front clothes.

I stumbled a little, but this foot never kicked the little ghost, and the whole person almost fell into a. The little ghost seemed to sense something, and his figure flickered, and he disappeared into the gale.

I was furious, and when I looked sideways, I saw a person slowly walking out of the wind and sand next to me.

He is also a monk with clear eyebrows, wearing monk's robes, compared to the monk Gaoye, the monk in front of him is very short, probably less than one meter five, and he is still holding a thick and tall Zen staff in his hand.

This monk is very young, I look a little familiar, and I can't remember who it is, so I hesitated for a moment and asked, Who are you.

The monk was very polite and said with a smile: "Don't you even know me, I have always been with you, in your necklace." ”