Mr. Lu shoved the dagger into my hand. The look on my face was even more desperate than his.

I sat on the ground, as if I had collapsed, and said slowly, "In the first life. I'm an Assassin. I thought it was manslaughter, but I didn't expect ......"

Mr. Lu smiled and said, "I didn't expect it to be providence, the second time you killed me by mistake." ”

I nodded and said, "yes." Until now, I have managed to find you, only to find that I have to kill you. I feel like the two of us have been calculated, caught in a dead knot that we can't untie. ”

"The bull head and the horse face gave me hope every time, and then I failed again. I endured all my life, and took difficult steps forward. But endure it to the end, and find that there is no way out at all. This kind of despair is too painful. ”

Mr. Lu smiled weakly and said, "We were originally calculated. Aren't the bull's head and the horse's face claiming to make us suffer from samsara? It seems that they have done it. ”

In my memory, although Mr. Lu is unreliable, he pretends all day long. But he has a lot of calculations that help us get through it every time. But this time, he also seemed desperate.

No one can compete with fate. Our whole life has been demarcated, and it is useless to struggle.

Mr. Lu deceived himself and said: "Zhao Mang, don't be discouraged, let's find a way slowly." ”

I was about to answer when in the distance I heard the sound of horses' hooves, like a storm, and in a moment it was in front of us.

I saw a few soldiers, looking at me and Mr. Lu with a smile.

It's not hard to guess. They're probably thieves.

A black-faced man grinned and said, "Why is there a child here?" Hey, this dagger seems to be good. ”

Mr. Lu looked at me with a smile: "What are you waiting for?" ”

I sighed and sent the dagger forward, plunging into Mr. Lu's body.

The black-faced man laughed and said, "This kid is not a little bold. It's a pity that this person's life is very hard, and he doesn't die so easily. ”

I ignored him and looked at Mr. Lu intently. Mr. Lu's body shook and fell to the ground. This time, he was completely dead.

The black-faced man jumped off his horse and kicked me to the side. Then he leaned down to look at Mr. Lu.

After a while, he looked up and said with an unhappy face, "Damn." The kid died. ”

The rest of the people said dissatisfiedly: "Then who will we take for entertainment in the future?" ”

The black-faced man waved his hand and said, "Forget it." There will be nothing left for recreation in the future. The war is tight, so let's withdraw our troops as soon as possible. ”

He snatched my dagger from his hand. He said to himself, "Is this thing golden?" ”

I stood on the ground stunned, thinking in my head, "What am I going to do in the future?" ”

At this time, there was a chill in the chest, followed by a sharp pain. I looked up and saw the black-faced man with the dagger stuck inside me.

He took the dagger in a circle and stirred it over me. Then he pulled it out again and said to himself, "It's not bad, it's pretty sharp." It's mine. ”

I staggered two steps to the ground, my consciousness gradually blurred, and I was about to fall to the ground. At that moment, a hand grabbed me by the collar and lifted me up.

I looked back, and there was no one behind me. Immediately, a strong wind arose between the heavens and the earth, and the dust flew so that people could not open their eyes.

I squinted and stood in the wind for a moment. The wind came and went quickly. After a few minutes, the world around me settled down.

When I opened my eyes, I found that the city of Beijing had been reduced to ruins. There are no more pedestrians, only ruins remain. and the yellow sand in the sky.

I heard the horse's grinning voice: "Old Niu, did you see the two of them just now?" It's so much fun. ”

The bull head said sullenly: "I just like to see them helpless." Now they hate us brothers, they hate us to the root of their teeth, but they can't help it. ”

I didn't care about the cynicism of the bull head and the horse face, but looked at Mr. Lu. Mr. Lu's face was also full of despair.

Ma Mian patted me on the back of the head and said, "Don't look at it, in the next life, you will meet him again and kill him again." Then he grinned and said, "Kill him, and you will die with him." You can't die without killing him. Think about it. ”

It dawned on me that the fate of Mr. Lu and I was linked in this way. In this life, I killed him in order to free him, and in the next life, I may kill people in order to free myself.

Then, he gave me a hard push, and I was reincarnated again.

Ma Mian was right, I finally met Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu was seriously ill and in pain, and I helped him get rid of it.

As this kind of reincarnation continued, my heart gradually despaired.

In every life, I have to experience poverty, sickness, famine, birth, and death. I live in the world, and my life is very difficult, I have no clothes, I have no food, I am slandered by everyone, and I am bullied by the powerful. Haven't experienced a good day. Fate pushed me into a sea of swords and fire, and I could only barely struggle.

The only way to get out is to find Mr. Lu and kill him. Then I would be killed by all sorts of coincidences. Reincarnation.

Killing Mr. Lu can pause the suffering in his body for a while. But in the next life, it will still be an endless sea of suffering. Moreover, the burden in my heart is getting heavier and heavier.

I am now beginning to understand what the Buddhist scriptures mean that all beings are suffering. Birth, old age, sickness, death. All of them are bitter. Eternal reincarnation, no liberation.

I don't know how many times I have been reincarnated. I'm here again. I begged all the way, looking for Mr. Lu's traces.

I was holding a bamboo stick in one hand and a broken bowl in the other. When the evil dog comes, I will drive it away with a bamboo stick, and when the rich man comes, I will beg with a broken bowl.

The body is full of scars from the bite of a vicious dog. What is not visible is white eyes and mockery.

On this day, I collapsed in front of a temple hungry.

The temple has no plaques, no gates, and not even walls. Just hastily enclose a circle with a fence. A grass hut was built with branches and dead grass inside, barely sheltering from the wind and rain.

The reason why I call this place a temple is because there is a monk sitting in the temple. He sat cross-legged on the ground with his back to me, motionless.

I barely got up, staggered in, and sat down across from him.

I spread out my right hand, revealing the word "Lu" in my palm. It's been a habit for many years, and every time I meet someone, I have to show him my palm.

The monks were young and cleanly dressed. It looks clear-eyed.

I said, "Under Zhao Mang." ”

The monk originally closed his eyes tightly, but at this time, he slowly opened them, and then spread out his palm, revealing the word "Zhao" in his palm, and said lightly: "In Xia Lu Lao Dao." ”

The two of us looked at each other and smiled. Some are cheerful, and some are bitter.

Mr. Lu looked at me and said, "In this life, it seems that I am not having a good time. ”

I smiled wryly and said, "Which life is better?" For me, the world is like a red-hot iron plate, and I keep jumping on the iron plate, changing my left foot to my right foot and my right foot to my left foot. Exhausted, just to delay the pain for a second. ”

I paused and said to Mr. Lu, "What about you?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "In my life, I was born with a strange disease. Every hour, the joints of my whole body hurt everywhere, like a sharp blade picking at my flesh. ”

The two of us fell silent. This time, I didn't rush to kill him. Though we killed him, we both were liberated.

After a while, I said slowly, "I have thought of a way that might allow us to jump out of the cycle of reincarnation." ”

Mr. Lu raised his eyebrows and said, "I also thought of a solution." But first, let's hear about it. ”

I smashed the bowl in my hand, then picked up a piece of porcelain and put it against my neck: "In this life, I choose to commit suicide." "Steadfastness is a longitudinal ba.

Mr. Lu's expression changed greatly, and he quickly slapped my hand down and said, "I can't help it." ”

I was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "I have heard that people who commit suicide are so sinful that they cannot enter reincarnation, and once you commit suicide, your soul will stay here forever. Even the chance of being rescued was lost. ”

I smiled wryly: "Isn't that great?" I'd rather be a lonely ghost in this life than be reincarnated like this and suffer again. ”