Spring is at the end of March, and the sky is getting dark a little early.

The school road is straight, and the lonely wind is cold.

Walking helplessly on the empty school road alone, Su Yi felt desolate and lonely like never before.

The heavy blow to his soul had already made him doubt his life for a while.

Reborn from the world of desire, but unable to integrate into this new world. This is the feeling of a wild child who is not hugged by grandma and not loved by mother. The old world had abandoned him, and the new world that had disappointed him now did not open a warm welcome to him.

Now it seems that the rebirth of the other world is not a good thing for this young man named Su Yi at this moment, it is more like a disaster, a big fire pit, he is the one who pits it, and he is the one who is the key to it.

Walking out of the school gate in disappointment, Su Yi wandered on the street like a lonely ghost.

To be precise, this is not a street, but a highway.

This Blue Bridge Senior High School is two or three miles away from the city, Su Yi stepped on this road with his schoolbag, and many originally positive and beautiful thoughts and thoughts were broken by him scatteredly, and he walked aimlessly.

Boring ——, boring –

A heart-wrenching bell rang abruptly from a mountain forest not far from the side of the road.

The highway that had been full of traffic was suddenly quiet, the birds returned to the forest, the insects chirped and the crickets sighed, and the twilight of the earth made the cars disappear in such a quarter of an hour. Listening to such a distant and empty bell, Su Yi, who was alone, suddenly had a hallucination of being separated from the world, and his injured heart seemed to have found a home, and he couldn't help but walk towards this mountain forest.

A country road winds its way through the forest, shattering the last rays of the setting sun and reaching the foot of a high mountain just as night has completely fallen.

A monastery stood alone on the side of the mountain just like what happened to Su Yi, the lights were dim, and the empty and distant bells seemed to have become Su Yi's lost sea lights, which stopped after his arrival.

"All beings are confused and upside down, and do not know the things of past and future lives. Lost in nature, passing a lifetime, is a lifetime; The world is happy, angry, and sorrowful, the world is born, old, sick and dies, and the cycle repeats, and it is impossible to leave this circle. In every life, they are confused, and they all think that when this life is over, he will die like a lamp and disappear cleanly, so the more obsessed they are with this world of flowers, the more reluctant they are to let go of this world of flowers. Sentient beings do not know that their nature has been immovable, unborn, imperishable, increasing and decreasing since the beginningless eon, all because they have been lost in this color, receiving, thinking, acting, and knowing. Led by the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind, enjoying the stimulation of the senses and forgetting the original self. ”

In the main hall of the temple, an old monk was sitting on Ruyi and was preaching the Dharma.

"The original self" is just five words, like a needle, stabbing Su Yi in confusion.

In the blink of an eye, Su Yi was there, motionless.

The original self?

Who is your original self?

Is it the eldest young master of the Wan Qi family in the world of desire? Or is it the son of Su Qian, the original owner of this body now?

Between the two, who is the original self?

If it is the eldest young master of the Wan Qi family who has passed through the soul, why has he lost all his thoughts skills, and he has the memories of his previous life and walked in other people's worlds in other people's clothes?

If it is the son of Su Wan, why is the ability of Xueba zero, and he can't integrate into the current world, and he can't find a way to return to himself?

"I'm the eldest young master of the Wan Qi family? Am I the son of Su Qian? I...... Who am I? Who the hell am I? ”

Su Yi was stunned all of a sudden, completely stunned!

Reflecting the light from the main hall, looking at his own hands, whose hand is this, is it his own hand? Who are you? Su Yi's steps were like overstepping, and he walked forward step by step in a daze.

"Who was I before I was born, and who was I when I was born? Who is me now? Who am I? Master, save me, save me......"

Deng Deng Deng, Deng Deng Deng, Su Yi trotted up very anxiously, ran into the main hall of the temple without being invited, and ignored a group of monks who listened carefully to the Fa, and shouted for help to the old monk who was talking energetically.

"Save you, save you, where are you?"

The old monk who was sitting in Ruyi raised his head and shouted at this young man who was a little crazy.

"I'm here, here." Su Yi waved his arm at the old monk, for fear that the other party would not see his existence.

The old monk put away his meditation, stood up, walked up to Su Yi, grabbed Su Yi's arm, and asked, "Is this you?" ”

"It's me, it's me." Su Yi promised.

"Bring me a knife and cut off this hand." The old monk shouted.

Su Yi hurriedly withdrew his hand, suddenly realized, and replied, "This is not me, this is just my hand." ”

"In front of the old man stood a person with no lack of limbs and facial features, it was you," the old monk pointed to Su Yi's nose and asked, "But you say that you are not you?" What are you? ”

Being asked in such detail by the old monk, Su Yi was stunned again, and thought in a daze: My hands are hands, my feet are feet, and my body is my body, so what am I?

I can't be a body. Could it be that the spirit is me?

If the soul is me, then who is the body wrapped in the soul?

"What about your heart? Find your heart, you are there, you are you! Seeing that Su Yi was stunned, the old monk pointed out in a word.

When Su Yi heard this, a light broke through the thousand-year-old black hole, and it was as bright and transparent as the clouds and the sun, and he suddenly came to his senses.

I have a divine soul that has crossed over from the world of desire, but I still can't find that me. With the body of the son of Su Wan in this world now, I can't find that me either. It turns out that I am no longer the same person, just because I can't find this heart, a lost heart! Only when I find this heart can I find the person I am now!

"The heart is not lost, and the self is not lost. Little donor, have you found yourself now? The old monk asked.

"Thank you for the master's advice, the juniors already know who they are." Su Yi came to his senses and bowed to the old monk and said goodbye.

"The body is a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror; Wipe it from time to time, don't make it dusty. Little donor, if you want to keep your mind from being confused and keep yourself, you also need to understand the principle of prajna emptiness, understand dependent arising emptiness, impermanence and selflessness, and then find your true self. Although the rain is heavy, it does not moisten the grass without roots; The Dharma is boundless, and the difficulty is unreasonable. There is a copy of the Heart Sutra here, and since you have this karma today, I will give it to you. ”

The fog is lifted, like the sun in the sky, bright and bright, bright, and bright, and I have always been the same myself, neither increasing nor decreasing.

This sense of joy continued until Su Yi returned to his home in the villa, and instead of disappearing, the moment he tried to recite the book after he flipped through the "Prajna Heart Sutra", the joy increased even more madly......