Chapter 65: Which is true between the dream and me?

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The fat man and I woke up from our sleep leisurely. I saw three monks sitting around us. One of them was this monk I knew.

My head was still as groggy and swollen as before. The fat man sat up from the bed with a grunt, looked around, and then looked at the three monks in front of him. He asked, "Hey, what's going on?" ”

The eldest monk got up and walked over to us, and then made a gesture: "The two benefactors have been sleeping for three days. ”

I was stunned: "Slept for three days?" ”

The old monk nodded: "Why did the two donors come?" ”

I rubbed my head. I've had two dreams in a row, and now I'm still a little confused about reality and dreams. And those two previous dreams are too realistic, right? It's like I experienced it with the fat man.

Wait, I'm not still dreaming, am I? Is this a fucking dream or reality?

The old monk seemed to see my struggle. said: "Dream, wake up." ”

I looked at him and didn't speak. It's not that the person in the dream can't speak. In case he was also the person in my dreams, he just followed my wishes now. Then I wasn't still deceived by him? Thinking about it, I looked at the fat man and just wanted to ask him. But suddenly I remembered that the fat man could also be the person in my dream.

It's over, and I'm completely confused. How do you prove that it's not a dream now?

Pregnant. I was stunned. There is no problem with the fat man's legs in the dream just now. In fact, the fat man's leg has been broken. Thinking about it, I looked at the fat man's leg.

Sure enough, the fat man's leg is now splinted. This may have been done by these three monks.

Am I really awake? Thinking about it, I punched the fat man lightly in the leg.

The fat man almost rolled under the bed with a "whoop".

"What the fuck—" The fat man got up and scolded. But after thinking about the place he was, he finally swallowed the dirty words: "What are you hitting me for?" ”

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

The fat man rolled his eyes: "Guess." ”

I nodded, "Looks like we're really awake." Speaking of this, I was suddenly stunned again: "Hey, did you also dream?" ”

The fat man was helped up from the ground by a little monk: "Yes, I made two more." He--I, this dream is one by one. I almost couldn't tell the difference, fat man. ”

I suddenly remembered. In the first dream, just after the fat man and I woke up, the fat man told me that what stunned us was a drug called agarwood. Are we really stunned by this thing? Thinking about it, I went to look at the incense burner next to me. It can be found that the incense burner is still emitting light smoke, and there is no sign of extinguishing. Then it doesn't seem to be a problem with the incense burner.

The old monk saw that I was looking at the incense burner in confusion, so he came over and explained: "The two donors fainted because they were poisoned. ”

The fat man was stunned: "Poisoning? When did it happen? Fatty, I don't seem to have eaten anything. ”

Suddenly I understood. Motioned to the fat man to look at the tea on the table: "Those two cups of tea." ”

The fat man glanced at the teacup and frowned: "What do you mean?" In front of the Buddha, you are really a monk with this kind of indiscriminate means? As he spoke, he wanted to get a knife. I don't want to touch the empty hand.

"Their knives were also taken down by them." I pouted at the table. The knife was placed on the edge of the table.

The old monk smiled slightly: "Since the two donors can find here, they are definitely not ordinary people." Since he is not an ordinary person, he has to be tested. ”

"What do you mean?" The fat man asked. As I asked, I saw the fat man leaning towards the table.

See the actions of fat people. The middle-aged monk on the side, who had not spoken or moved, silently took a step forward. This step happened to be in front of the fat man.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, standing in place, neither advancing nor retreating.

"Since the two donors are not ordinary people, they can still find this place. Someone must have told you. The old monk said. Can you tell who it is? ”

I always felt strange when I listened to the tone of the old monk's voice. The heart said that this is not a martial arts movie, is it so ethereal to speak?

The fat man looked at him and said, "The surname is Lan." ”

The old monk seemed to have expected the fat man to say this. nodded: "Since it was the donor who told him, it didn't matter." With that, he got up and made a Buddhist salute to me and the fat man in our surprised eyes.

As soon as I saw it, I quickly got out of bed and went to help. can be stopped by the little monk.

After the old monk finished the big salute, he folded his hands and recited Amitabha. Then he said: "Since you are destined, then please ask the two donors to stay here." ”

I looked at the fat man. I was going to say yes. After all, Lan hasn't come back yet. But fat people are careful by nature. Besides, as soon as I came here, I was dismounted, and I was directly lost for three days and three nights. According to the character of the fat man, he naturally will not agree. But just when the fat man was about to refuse, the old monk said: "Don't refuse. All you have to do is take a break. After that, there is cause and effect and donor. ”

The fat man still didn't believe it. Limped to the door and wanted to get out. But when I got to the door, I saw him retreat again.

The fat man stepped back to me and whispered in my ear, "Damn, it's snowing outside." If we don't stay here, we'll probably freeze to death before we get down the mountain. ”

I shrugged my shoulders, "I didn't say I was going to go down with you." ”

The fat man was stunned again. I don't understand why I've always been united with him, but now I'm against him.

"Not only can't I go, but neither can you." I said, "You forgot? If Lan finds Sister Qing, she will come back with her. ”

The fat man seemed to be pinched by my weakness, and he softened directly. Nodding reluctantly. But before that, the fat man still stopped the old monk who was about to go out. Asked about the specifics of the temple.

What amazes me. Originally, I thought that everything in this temple would be the same as what I encountered in my dream. At least the names of the three monks have not changed. But I was wrong. The little monk is called Shikong, and the middle-aged monk is called over. I thought the old monk would call me. But I didn't expect his Dharma name to be called Pure Heart. And this temple does not have a Yizhuang as I dreamed of.

This reassured me a lot.

After living in the temple with the fat man, he helped the three monks make some sundries every day. Sometimes I give the Buddha a stick or two of incense. I don't believe in Buddhism. But the fat man said that now we are in other people's territory, even if we don't believe it, then we have to show a little sincerity.

I nodded, and I got into the habit of sticking incense every morning and evening. And I maintained this habit for a month. During this month, Lan did not return.

(The snow is coming, you can return slowly) (To be continued.) )