In the midst of this bustling crowd

Wentian paced......

It was not a heavy footstep, but it woke up this noisy ancient capital.

"So...... What should I do now?" asked Tian with his head bowed, his brows furrowed slightly.

"I only have two years to use. ”

"Now my cultivation is a first-level spirit, but if I want to snatch people from a sect, I am still too weak. ”

"And now I only know a few martial arts, if I fight against others, it will definitely be very disadvantageous to me. ”

"So...... Let's find a place to make up for these shortcomings. ”

"But before that, there are some preparations to be made. ”

"Whew!"

The cool breeze took away the depression buried in Wentian's heart during this time.

"Hey, little one, it's not a good road ahead!"

An old man's voice came from behind him.

Wentian turned around and walked slowly in search of the source of the sound.

The line is coming

Ask the owner who can see the voice clearly.

I saw an old man, leaning against the green wall, holding an ancient book in his right hand, sitting on the ground casually. On a seat of fabric in front of him, there were the four treasures of the study and some other things that Wen Tian didn't know.

The old man was dressed in green clothes, and a blue hairband tied his white hair back casually, and those whites seemed to contain many untold stories.

The moment the old man raised his head, Wen Tian looked at the old man's eyes and froze.

What kind of eyes are these! They are like the shining stars in the night, and the mysteries are endless. It also seems to contain all the things of this world. Sadness, pain, joy, self-confidence, hesitation......

Starlight and the world are all intertwined in these eyes......

Wen Tian looked at these eyes, and what made Wen Tian feel strange was that the old man's eyes brought a sense of familiarity to Wen Tian.

The old man who put down the ancient book was looking at the sky, and a smile was on his lips.

now

on the ancient streets

The standing Wentian looked at the sitting old man, and the sitting old man looked at the standing Wentian. The eyes are facing each other

But there were no words

After a long time

"We ...... Seen"

"Nope!" The old man smiled.

Ask the heavens silently

"You're here, no one is going to come looking for you. ”

"What should come will come eventually, and what should not come will never come. The old man was still smiling.

"Who are you?" asked Wen Tian next.

"An old man with half a foot in a coffin. The old man also said.

"Oh!" Wen Tian replied faintly, and turned to leave.

"Little one, do you want to do a trigram?" said the old man again.

Wentian, who hadn't taken a few steps, stopped.

Suddenly turned around

"How do you count it?" asked the sky.

"Word measurement or palm reading or lottery drawing. The old man replied.

"Whew!"

Wentian walked up to the old man, picked up the ink pen on the cloth mat, and tapped the ink.

The word "life" has jumped on the paper.

The old man looked at Wentian's writing demeanor one by one, and his eyes were full of relief.

Wentian put the ink pen back in place and looked at the old man quietly. The meaning is obvious: Count it! I watched.

The white-haired old man stared at the word "life" for a long time

Said slowly:

"All living beings have a destiny of heaven, and the destiny of heaven is not something that human beings can do. ”

"However, the word 'life' contains many causes and effects, which are intricate and difficult to explain. ”

"A person's numerology is changing all the time. Sometimes there is a turning point because of a sentence, or a person, an event, some money, a book, an environment, an idea, or an idea. ”

"In this world, ordinary people can't predict their tomorrow, and they can't control their future, so they want to explore fate, and even blame everything on fate. In the world, some people have been successful in their studies, successful in their careers, proud in love, happy in their families, and everything has gone smoothly since they were young, and they are glad that they have a good fate; So...... Is this what is called "life"?"

"The Buddha has a saying:

A good heart and a good life will be rich until old age, a good life will turn into a bad omen, a good heart and a bad life will turn into a blessing, and a bad heart and a bad life will turn into a blessing. The heart can save life, the most important thing is to keep the benevolent way; the life is really created in the heart, and the good and evil are only called; the belief in life does not cultivate the heart, yin and yang are afraid of hypocrisy; once the heart is cultivated, heaven and earth protect themselves. Is that really the case?"

In fact, the so-called fate is the phenomenon of cause and effect in the three lifetimes. As far as Buddhism is concerned, life is connected to three lifetimes, and each of us has a life that flows through three lifetimes: past, present, and future, and the process of life flow is the "12 karma". The "Twelve Causes" explain that sentient beings have created various "actions" due to the "ignorance" of their beginningless thoughts, and thus produce karmic "awareness", and with the reincarnation of karmic knowledge, they have "fame", and then the "six in" (six roots) are formed, and through the six roots of "touching" the external environment, they feel "receiving", and then "love" and "taking" actions arise, and as a result, the karmic "being" is created, and the individual who "lives" is formed; with "life", it is inevitable that "old age" will eventually die, and after "death" it is the beginning of another stage of life. ”

"So that'...... Many people, things, and things around us in our lives are affecting our blessings and misfortunes, but after all, it is only temporary, and the final fate is still in your hands. And not this so-called "Heavenly Dao" can be swayed. So...... Your own life will ultimately be up to you. ”

"The word 'life' written by you, this little guy, is vigorous in the pen, and it is three points into the paper, which shows your determination. ”

"Little one, your life is very bumpy. Here I send you a poem. ”

"Destiny is impermanent, and the world is silent,

There is a lack of Tao in the firmament.

There are thousands of mundane dust,

The heart has a bright moon flowing from the beginning. ”

Wentian frowned, silently calculating in his heart......

After a long time

"I don't understand!" Wen Tianshu frowned, looked at the old man, and replied calmly.

"Little one, it's normal to not understand now, and you will understand later. ”

The old man still smiled lightly, as if this is how people should be......

"Oh!" asked the sky lightly, and was about to turn away.

"Ahem!"

"That...... Little guy, the calculation fee is ten spirit coins. The old man coughed lightly. But the old man's eyes remained calm. There is not a trace of fluctuation.

"Why should I give you money?" asked Wentian.

"Because it's a deal!" replied the old man.

"It's you who want to calculate for me, I see that you have no one, I let you count it for me because I think you are pitiful, I just fulfilled your wish. ”

"So...... It's not a deal. "Ask the sky" and said.

"Huh!" the old man's smiling face showed a look of surprise for the first time.

After finishing speaking, Wentian turned around directly, and walked away without looking back.

"This kid...... Finally grown up!" The old man sighed as he looked at the sky, but there was relief in his voice.

"It's time......"

The old man was gone. As if it had never been there.

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