When I heard this, my first reaction was that the person speaking was not human. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Misaki Suiwen?" I frowned, and busily looked at the place where the sound was coming from.

About twenty meters away from me, a shirtless old man sat on the side of the road, looking at me with a smile on his face.

He was wearing a pair of dirty black trousers, and the cloth shoes on his feet were also rotten with a few big holes, and his upper body was covered with blackened stains.

The old man must have been quite old, and his beard was very long, and it hung down to his chest, and although it was stained, he could barely see the lifeless grayish-white color of his beard.

"Holy shit....... This can't be a grievance that blocks the way........" I stared at it cautiously, didn't dare to make any other movements, looked at him carefully, and only felt more puzzled, this old man has such a long beard, why is there not a single hair on the top of his head, could it be bald?

"What are you doing here?" The old man sat cross-legged on the ground and asked me with a smile.

I couldn't help but be stunned when I heard the text coming out of his mouth, and then politely hugged his fist, half-bent over and said, "Old man, excuse me, I'm here to find someone." ”

Although the text is not my strong point, and it is also stumbling and incoherent to say, but the general meaning, I am still clear.

It should be no problem to talk to him.

"Looking for someone?" The old man looked at me and beckoned to me, "Come and talk." ”

As soon as I heard what he said, I immediately hesitated, looked at him, and only felt panicked.

I really can't see what kind of wrongs he is, but on the surface, he seems to be no different from a living person.

He can breathe, and his chest rises and falls with his breathing.

Isn't he wronged....... Is it a living person??

"I won't hurt you." The old man smiled, as if he knew what I was thinking, and smiled naturally, raised his hand and pointed to the mountain in front of him: "In this mountain, no one will harm you." ”

Hearing this, I didn't hesitate any longer, smiled awkwardly, and then walked over.

When I walked up to the old man, he slowly stepped back a little with his hands on the tiles, as if trying to make room for me.

"Old man, you are ........"

Before I could finish my sentence, he smiled and patted the stone bricks on the ground and motioned for me to sit down and talk.

"Hey, I'm a post-nator who came to this place for the first time, so it's weird." I sat down with a smile and didn't worry about anything more.

Maybe some people think that my heart is too big and I will believe such a passer-by casually, but seriously, no matter who sees this old man, they may choose to believe him unconditionally, and no one will believe this.

That weird sense of trust, which seems to pop up inexplicably and uncontrollably, takes over your brain almost instantly.

Especially when I saw his eyes, this sense of trust became more and more real.

This old man is dirty, indeed dirty, and he is not much better than a beggar.

But his eyes were so clear that they were glowing, but they were like newborn babies, without the slightest complicated look in them, as if they were not polluted by this world.

"This mountain, no one has been here for a long time." The old man said to me, then looked at me and nodded: "You are the only person who has set foot on this mountain in the past ten years, and you are very wise." ”

"For more than ten years??" My eyes widened, and I fought back my excitement and asked him, "What about the last person who came here??" ”

To be honest, I was excited at the time, but what was hidden under this excitement was fear.

Although I would love to know the answer to this question, I was afraid that the answer would not be acceptable to me.

If this old man suddenly says that the last person who came here is dead, then I ........

"The last one?" The old man smiled: "It's still in the mountains." ”

When I heard this answer, my heart beat a beat in an instant.

In the next second, I really experienced the feeling of excitement to the point of madness.

At that time, I didn't care that there was an outsider here, so I jumped up from the ground and laughed and jumped.

"Haha!! I knew it!! ”

"I knew my dad was going to be big!! I can't die!! ”

Seeing my performance, the old man didn't speak, just looked at me with a smile, his eyes were kind and kind, as if he were looking at his own grandson........ Damn, how do you feel like you're scolding yourself when you say that?

"He's your father?" The old man asked me.

"That's right! That man was my father! I nodded busily, then sat back down, and said with excitement on my face: "He came here to help me break the cause and effect!" Have you seen him lately? ”

Hearing this, the old man didn't think much about it, and shook his head directly.

"You haven't seen him lately?" I was stunned, and my heart suddenly cooled half.

"I've only seen him once." The old man said, pointing to the mountain in front of him: "After he went up the mountain, he didn't come down again, and I didn't go up again, I only stayed in this place for more than ten years, so I haven't seen him." ”

"That's right........" I frowned, only to feel that the excitement I had just had vanished in an instant, replaced by an indescribable worry.

"Are you here just to find him?" The old man asked me.

I nodded, "Yes." ”

"For so many years, I've seen people who came to determine cause and effect, and I also saw people who came to ask about cause and effect, but I really haven't seen people come here to find people." The old man smiled: "You are the first." ”

"I'm honored to say that." I smiled: "Old man, what is your surname?" ”

"Your surname? You are asking my name, right? ”

When the old man heard my question, he was stunned for a moment, as if he was trying to answer me, and as if he was remembering something.

After a while, he scratched his head in a little confusion.

"Name....... You call me Siddhara! ”

"Siddhara?" I looked at the old man in a daze, and said in my heart that this kind of name is rare enough, from ancient times to the present, I really don't know who has such a similar ....... Oh no!!

I remember that the founder of Buddhism, Shakyamuni, seems to be called Siddhartha, so who is this Siddhartha........

"You're not Chinese?"

"China?" The old man also looked at me stunned, and scratched his head again: "I remember the last time I came here....... Ah, that is, your father, I talked to him, and then I knew that Tianzhu became Indian, and I am Indian. ”

"What do you mean........ I said with a wry smile: "Your name doesn't match the Chinese name, isn't this a standard Indian style?" ”

Hearing me say this, the old man, oh no, it's Siddhara, he didn't squeak, looking at his expression, it seemed that he didn't understand what I said.

"Judging by what you said........ You've been on this mountain for a short time, aren't you? I asked cautiously.

"It's not too short." Siddhara nodded.

"Then why don't you go out?" I asked him with some curiosity.

"Get out?" Siddhara smiled and asked me, "Is the outside world better than here?" ”

"That's for sure!" I said, "What's so bad about the world of flowers! There are so many delicious and delicious drinks! Besides........"

"I'm dead and don't care about that." Siddhara clasped his hands together as if he were chanting a Buddha and whispered to me, "Even if I am alive, those things will not mean anything to me." ”

"Don't be kidding me, where is a dead man like you?" I sneered, only to feel a chill suddenly burst out of my spine, and I was a little trembling when I spoke.

"I'm really dead." Siddhara looked at me, frowned slightly, and gradually put away his smile: "It's a pity that even if I die, I haven't realized the truth I want to know......."

"Won't you...... You're such a ..... A dead man?! I asked in disbelief, at first I wanted to say that I was wronged, but in the end I couldn't help but change my words.

Of course, the title of dead man is no better than injustice.

"Of course I'm a dead man, otherwise how would I have been here for so many years?" Siddhara smiled and asked me, "You don't think I've lived since I entered the mountain, do you?" ”