The master is too humble! Since the other party didn't want to say it, Zhang Xiaofo didn't ask anymore. The matter of visiting the Zen master has to be planned separately.

At night, the old monk and the young monk meditate and rest in front of the Buddhist shrine.

Liang Rui sat at the door, staring at the outside.

Deng Rui was already exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhang Xiaofo walked to Liang Rui's side, sat on the threshold, and looked out with him.

The thick fog where the orange light went, and the strange light in the thick fog also retreated.

"Actually, you're pretty good now!" Zhang Xiaofo's comfort drew Liang Rui's gaze back.

Liang Rui's two eyes glowed green in the dimness: "How can I say yes?" I can't live without corpses, and you don't know how much I want to tear you apart and swallow you in my stomach right now. Sometimes I really want you to just get rid of me so that everyone doesn't have to suffer...... If you were born a monster, at least you don't have to remember that you were a human, as long as you rely on the beast nature in your body to live. But God has let me experience the previous nearly 20 years of human life, and I am now guilty of not only human flesh, but even animal flesh! You know how it feels? Zhang Xiaofo! You don't have to give me your cheap sympathy, because you don't understand my current mood at all! Even so, do you think I'm good like this? ”

"At least you're alive now!" Zhang Xiaofo sighed.

"Amitabha!" The old monk hadn't slept all the time: "The donor came in and talked!" ”

Liang Rui knelt in front of the old monk as if he had been bewitched.

The old monk stretched out his hand, gently stroked the top of Liang Rui's head, and said compassionately: "It's already rare that you can have this kind of thought. Man is the spirit of all things, but Buddhism has the equality of all beings, and this equality is not only life, but also refers to. Everything in this world can have human wisdom! You should be glad that you were not born a beast, at least you will not be ignorant for the rest of your life. The feelings you are experiencing now are your experience, and you should not refuse, but be grateful and have a pious heart. All your sufferings in this life are for you to cultivate in the next life......"

The old monk's voice was like a pine wave, like a drop of water piercing a stone, with an indescribable convincingness. Liang Rui gradually calmed down and closed his eyes in such a voice. He lowered his head as if he were asleep.

Zhang Xiaofo's face was facing outward, but he listened to everything the old monk said. Liang Rui is in pain, how can he not be in pain. For as long as he can remember, he has been on the run and in danger, without a moment of respite......

The old monk's speech is exactly the same as that of the good-eyed monk Zhang Xiaofo once encountered, all of which affect people's hearts by imitating the sounds of nature, but the old monk himself has become natural. So even if he usually speaks, he has a natural meaning, and he is not deliberate at all. And the good-eyed monk is forcing others to obey him, and there is an essential difference between the two.

The dense fog outside became thicker and thicker, and even the wind was loud, but the inside of the ruined temple was still peaceful and quiet. The orange lanterns on both sides of the door are windless and automatic. Constantly dangling back and forth, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like normal.

Zhang Xiaofo thought about it and decided to remind: "That master, you wait first, it doesn't seem right outside!" ”

The great monk unhurriedly touched the top of Liang Rui's head. came to Zhang Xiaofo's side and looked out, his face solemn. Pinch your fingers and count: "It shouldn't be!" ”

Zhang Xiaofo didn't make a sound, watching the old monk perform.

When the monk returned to the ruined temple, he didn't bother to clean it and opened the curtain on the shrine.

The curtain was so worn out that it was pulled down at once, revealing what was inside.

It is enshrined neither Vajra nor Bodhisattva, nor Buddha, but a well.

At this moment, even Zhang Xiaofo had to be curious.

"What a well!" Deng Rui also woke up because of his movements.

A well leads directly out of the wall, and the mountain wall is connected below. The well seems to be driven vertically into the mountain wall.

The inside of the well kept bubbling out with a trace of black gas, with an indescribable fishy smell.

"It stinks!" Deng Rui couldn't help but complain.

The great monk had no time to scruples, pinched the Fajue with his hands, and muttered sutras.

However, the black gas at the wellhead did not disappear, but was trapped in an invisible net, struggling and roaring repeatedly.

Beads of sweat from Dou Da were densely covered with the big monk's brain, and he said very reluctantly: "All this today may be caused by my original thoughts." Dear donors, hurry up and go down the mountain with my apprentice Biqing! ”

"Master, I'm not leaving!" Bi Qing naturally saw what was happening in front of him and was difficult to control, and he definitely refused to leave the great monk.

"Go quickly, or you won't be able to get out later!" It was rare for the great monk to raise his tone.

The lantern outside is in a state that will go out at any moment, and it is crumbling.

"I don't!" The little monk still firmly refused.

"Biqing!" The old monk roared: "Do you want to let innocent people die here? ”

"Master, I only care about you, what does it matter to me whether other people live or die?"

"You ......" The old monk was so angry that he vomited blood by Biqing's answer, but he had no choice but to retreat and say to Zhang Xiaofo: "Master Zhang, you go to the door and take down a lantern by yourself, let's go!" ”

Smack!

As soon as the great monk finished speaking, the lanterns outside the door both fell to the ground and were all extinguished at once.

All of a sudden, everyone fell into darkness, and the fog outside the door suddenly poured into the temple......

"Hey! That's it! The old monk sighed.

The small stove on the ground in the middle of the ruined temple began to slowly turn red and heat at this time, filling the entire space with light again. The mist that had taken advantage of the darkness to enter the temple began to slip out again along the corners.

It was difficult for Zhang Xiaofo to describe how he felt at this time, those fogs seemed to be alive, and they were very cunning creatures.

"Since we're all in the same boat, we have to make things clear!" Without waiting for everyone to ask, the great monk himself spoke: "In fact, I don't know what the fog outside is, I only know that it is alive!" And harmful. I haven't taken a step in this temple since I took this over from the last temple monk 20 years ago! ”

"It's so devoid of human rights!" Deng Rui clenched his fists angrily, not understanding the point at all.

"It's nothing!" The old monk covered up embarrassedly: "It's all my willing!" In fact, every monk abides by it for 20 years, this is the rule, if it wasn't for an accident on the way, I might have walked out of here a long time ago! ”

"What happened?" Deng Rui completely entered the play and asked nervously.

"Listen to Zen and run away!" Biqing puffed out her cheeks and said angrily.

"Listen to Zen?" Hearing this name again, Zhang Xiaofo was very surprised. (To be continued......)