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After the whistle, he looked at the baby and the village woman, and saw that the village woman was half-shirted and breastfeeding the baby, and immediately saw something that should not be seen.

White legs, crisp breasts, red tassels.

"Amitabha!" Fahai was so frightened that he wanted to leave, but turned around but hesitated.

After all, it was raining heavily, and he needed to protect the village woman and the baby from the rain, and if he walked away like this, the baby in the rain would never be saved.

"Save someone's life, it's better to create a seventh-level floating slaughter, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" Fahai sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes tightly for the sake of keeping the color precepts, and silently recited the Heart Sutra of the Bodhisattva's Original Wishes.

Thinking back and forth, listening to the cry of the baby in his ears, Fahai's mind always flashed that touch of snow white.

Not to mention letting go of the hollow mind, it is difficult to do it if you want to enter the meditation, and I have read it several times, and Fahai has forgotten what the scriptures behind it are.

You must know that Fahai is a monk, but he is not a eunuch.

For more than 20 years, he has been a monk in Jinshan Temple, and has lived in the temple since he was a child.

Today, because of the suppression of the spider spirit, there is a flaw in the defense line in my heart.

In my mind, the cry of the spider spirit always comes to mind, and the picture of the village woman breastfeeding the baby, the two scenes complement each other.

"Fahai, Fahai..."

Hearing the call in his ears, Fahai slowly opened his eyes, and a bird stopped in front of him.

The feathers of the birds are snow-white, standing quietly three feet away.

Under Fahai's gaze, the bird transformed into a person who was also sitting cross-legged, and it was Wu Ming who had performed the method of change.

"Is that you?" Seeing Wu Ming appear, Fahai frowned.

Wu Mingpan sat on the ground with a smile on his face, and said, "Fahai, I see that your eyes are closed tightly and your face is struggling, why is this?" ”

"The first thing a monk attaches to is the vows, so of course I have to close my eyes." Fahai didn't know why, after seeing Wu Ming, he had a premonition in the dark, and he always felt that it would be nothing good to meet this person.

Shake your head and put this hunch behind you.

As a result, because of the position where Wu Ming was sitting, he happened to stagger the village woman in the distance, Fahai casually glanced at it and saw a touch of snow white.

"Amitabha, sin, sin!" Fahai hurriedly closed his eyes and chanted Amitabha Buddha a few times.

Looking at Fahai's flustered performance, Wu Ming knew that Fahai's Zen heart was still inevitably cracked.

Because the more you close your eyes and don't look at it, the more it shows that Fahai itself has been affected.

Although there is no inner demon yet, it is only a matter of time, after all, Fahai was too blank before, and even a little ink dripping on it will leave a conspicuous ink.

"Fahai, close your eyes, can't you see?" Wu Ming spoke slowly, like a devil, disintegrating Fahai's spiritual defense.

The struggle on Fahey's face became more and more obvious, and the image of the woman in half-disorganized clothes in his mind could not be removed.

Closing his eyes and saying nothing, there was sweat sliding down Fahai's forehead, and he couldn't calm down, so he couldn't help but whisper: "I have been abiding by my heart since I was a child, why is this happening?" Could it be that after more than 20 years of practice, I still have six impure roots? ”

Fahai is not so much talking to himself as he is asking himself.

He has lived in Jinshan Temple since he was a child, and is praised as the reincarnation of an Arhat by the elders of the temple, and has never doubted himself.

But now, even if he closes his eyes, he is still a half-disconnected young woman in front of him, and whether he sees it or not, the beauty is in front of him.

Witnessing Fahai's struggle, Wu Ming spoke again: "I can see beauty in my eyes, but I don't have it in my heart. You can't see it with your eyes, but the beauty is in your heart. Fahai, let me ask you, what are you thinking in your heart at this time, is it the mercy of saving people, or the absurd obscenity? ”

"Is it mercy or adultery?" Fahai asked himself the same question, but he really didn't know.

At the beginning of saving people, all he thought of was compassion, but now although there is mercy in his heart, the idea of adultery also lingers.

Two thoughts are entangled in the heart, turning into inner demons breeding.

Fahai's face became more and more pale, his whole person had lost his blood, and the nails of his hands pierced into the palms of his hands.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"I don't think about anything, I don't think about anything, don't ask me!"

Fahai opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were blood-red, and he looked like an evil Buddha had descended into the world.

Wu Ming sighed, with false compassion on his face, shook his head and said, "Now, do you know what you are missing?" ”

"What am I missing?" Fahai's face was hideous, and the blood in his eyes not only did not subside, but there were signs of staring.

"If you don't get it, how can you forget it. If you don't pick it up, how can you put it down. The red dust is rolling, like the clouds and smoke of the past, if you don't go to the red dust, how can you get rid of this red dust? ”

Wu Mingtu saw the dagger, and said in an indifferent tone: "Return to the world, and become a Buddha in the red dust." Fahai, you should be vulgar now, just like an ordinary man, go to the red dust and realize it. When you can be pure again, then you will really let go, not when you say you let go but you can't let go in your heart. ”

"Return to the world, and become a Buddha in the red dust!" Fahai read these two words, and his eyes gradually lit up.

It's a pity that Fahai finally shook his head and said gloomily: "I can't return to the world, I am the host of Jinshan Temple, and there are eight hundred monks under my door." If I'm gone, what will these monks do, how can I abandon them? ”

"Confused, you have your path, and the monks have the path of the monks, how can you mix them up. You went deep into the red dust in order to get rid of the red dust, and to rest on your laurels for the sake of Jinshan Temple, is this what they want? Wu Ming drank it and hit Fahai's heart.

Fahai was still a little hesitant, Jinshan Temple was almost all in his heart.

Even if he had the idea of refining his heart in Hongchen, it was still difficult to make up his mind, and there was obvious hesitation on his face.

Seeing this, Wu Ming knew that there was still a long way to go if he wanted to return the law to the world.

But he was not in a hurry, the seeds had been planted today, and the harvest season would always come. Moreover, it is the first step to return Fahai to vulgarity, and it is difficult to make it find true love.

Wu Ming knew that there were some things, and it was better to stop at the point, and it would be troublesome if he didn't do it too much, so he said: "Fahai, don't refuse to accept the feelings in your heart, let's see you in Hongchen!" ”

After saying a word, Wu Ming turned into a bird and rose into the air, leaving Fahai with his eyes closed and pondering.

The rain has been falling, and in the purple bamboo forest, Fahai's figure looks very lonely, like a petrified statue.

Wu Ming flapped his wings and didn't care about Fahai anymore.

In the storm, he flew all the way south, and the target was the place where the plot took place, Hangzhou West Lake.

This time's main quest, Fahai is still vulgar, Xu Xian is a monk, and the white snake and green snake lily are blooming.

It can be seen from the mission that the side plot of Fahai should be the most difficult.

White snake and green snake lily, this is not easy either.

Only Xu Xian is relatively simple, he is an ordinary man, he really can't slap a dull stick, he was stunned and brought to Jinshan Temple to shave, and he can't choose it.

In these years, the blind man is fierce, the bald man is stunned, and it is not good not to be ruthless.

Wu Ming had already thought about it, if Xu Xian dared to say half a word, he would beat him up and forcibly pack him up. Whatever you say, you can't ruin Bai Suzhen's lily relationship with Xiaoqing.

Fireworks in May, the land south of the Yangtze River is rainy, and the water town of Hangzhou is even more so.

A small river runs through the city, countless flower boats pass through the river, and the girls dressed in flowers and branches stand on the boats and shake handkerchiefs, attracting countless men to talk to each other.

"What a place south of the Yangtze River, what a picturesque country!" Walking in the ancient city of Hangzhou, Wu Ming couldn't help but admire again and again.

There is no industrial pollution, no destruction of the ecological balance.

The blue sky and white clouds overhead, the rippling blue waves in the river, everything is so pure and natural.

"The flowers send Mei Niang Liu to swing her waist, and the goddess sits on the wind and moon kiln. Lang hugs the spring breeze and plays lightly, and the sister welcomes the spring rain in the sky! Standing on the Fengyue Bridge, Wu Ming looked at the spring water of the river and the painting boat passing by, and couldn't help but read.

On the Fengyue Bridge, many talents in Confucian shirts are looking at the girl here.

As soon as he heard Wu Ming's poems, there were suddenly conceited people, and they said again and again: "Brother Tai, it's so wet, it's so wet!" ”

Wu Ming turned his head indifferently, and found that the person who spoke had a lewd face, and he was very sassy with a folding fan in his hand.

For such a person, Wu Ming didn't mean to pay attention to it at all, still enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of him.

"Brother Tai is a prostitute and a prostitute talent, and he is painting a little white dragon in the boat, and I want to invite Brother Tai to drink two glasses and discuss it together....... Poof! ”

Before Sao Bao Caizi finished speaking, Wu Ming waved his right hand and directly knocked this person into the river.

Fortunately, this is the land of the south of the Yangtze River, and there are almost no people who can't swim.

Sao Bao Caizi was fluttering in the water, and his embarrassed appearance caused him to laugh loudly, and his face was as red as a monkey's buttocks.

"Sister, the two talented men are fighting, is this what you mean by the contempt of literati?"

"Xiaoqing, don't talk nonsense, this is called fighting for the wind and being jealous, but it is not considered a literati to be light!"

Two girls came from the east of the bridge, one was dressed in white, looking a little bit like Wang Zuxian, and holding an umbrella in his hand.

The other was dressed in green clothes, holding a palm-sized fan in his hand, snuggling up to the girl in white, with a little Maggie Cheung's demeanor.

"Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing!" Seeing these two girls, Wu Ming's eyes lit up slightly.

Last night, in the purple bamboo forest, he saw the green snake and the white snake.

It's a pity that at that time, he was attacking the plot of Fahai, and he didn't care about these two sisters, but he didn't expect to meet them in Hangzhou today.

"That's right, the Purple Bamboo Forest is the place where Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing practice. Yesterday, Fahai occupied the purple bamboo forest and did not leave, Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing were in the bamboo forest, they must not be able to stay, and it is understandable that they came to Hangzhou for refuge. It seems that Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian should have never met, this time is really just right! Wu Ming thought for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face.

There is no chance encounter in the West Lake, no Xu Xian is fascinated by reading, and there is no borrowing an umbrella, there is no story of Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian.

At this point in time, Bai Suzhen has not yet found her love, and it is a good time to beat the mandarin ducks.

(To be continued.) )