Stomp ......

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Ning Xiu stood up, looked back at the person who came, and asked directly, "How do I get in?"

The person who came was the Eight Tribulations, I saw him look at Ning Xiu, stretched out his hand and took out a Buddha bead from his arms, and handed it to him.

"Take it with you and jump off here. ”

Ning Xiu took the Buddha beads, without the slightest hesitation, turned around and took two steps forward, and jumped straight into the West Lake.

Believers do not doubt, doubtful people do not believe, this is his way of acting.

With the sound of "plopping", the waves on the lake surface dispersed, and the bright moon swayed in the water.

The monk of the Eight Tribulations stood on the shore, looked up at the mountain in the distance, looked at the tower on the mountain, and suddenly showed a mysterious smile on his face.

Ning Xiu, who was constantly sinking, looked up and also saw the mountain and the tower.

I only feel that the mountain is far away and the tower is high, the pool is empty and the water is cold, and the moon star is light.

......

"Young master, young master, are you okay?"

Anxious shouts sounded in his ears, and Ning Xiu opened his eyes to see a middle-aged man with a nervous face.

Ning Xiu shook his head, and found that he suddenly had a lot of information in his mind, including the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Steward Zhang, I'm fine. ”

"Scared me to death, the lake is dangerous, young master must remember not to play in the water in the future. Steward Zhang took Ning Xiu's little hand and looked at it carefully, for fear that something would happen to him.

Ning Xiu opened his hands and chuckled: "Isn't this okay, okay, Steward Zhang, let's go back, didn't you say that my father was looking for me." ”

"Look at the old slave's memory. Steward Zhang stretched out his hand and patted his head, and then spoke. "I'd better take the young master to change into clean clothes first, otherwise it's not good to catch a cold. ”

The concern is palpable.

Ning Xiu smiled and nodded in response.

......

"What the hell is going on?" Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Ning Xiu found that he had returned to the appearance of his youth.

And the monks of the Eight Tribulations have not been found.

He thought about it for a while, and finally came to a conclusion, that is, he was deceived by the other party after all.

The world he is in now should be the illusion in the mouth of the Eight Difficulties, which belongs to the historical imprint in the long river of time.

In other words, Ningxiu is now experiencing a history that belongs to someone else.

Pei Wende is the name of the original owner of his body.

He always felt that the name was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

Butler Zhang's voice came from outside the house.

Ning Xiu answered, glanced at his slightly green face in the bronze mirror, turned around and walked outside the house.

Although he didn't know what the Eight Tribulations Monk was doing.

But the soldiers will block, the water will cover the earth, and in the meantime, the road is man-made.

How could he have been afraid?

......

Under the leadership of Steward Zhang, Ning Xiu came to the living room.

At the same time, I also saw "his" father, Pei Xiu.

Pei Xiu was an old man with white temples, and the old man was sitting in the center of the living room, holding a scroll of ancient Jane reading at the moment. I saw that his demeanor was serious and serious, and even faintly revealed an authoritative majesty.

Seeing someone coming in, the old man raised his head and squinted his eyes, looked at Ning Xiu, beckoned, and said, "Wende is here." ”

"Father. Ning Xiu bowed and replied.

The moment he saw this old man, Ning Xiu finally remembered the meaning of Pei Wende's three words, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

Speaking of Pei Yuande, everyone may not be familiar with the three words, but it is absolutely impossible for everyone not to know another name, that is Fahai!

"What's wrong?"

Noticing Ning Xiu's strange appearance, Pei Xiu asked.

"It's all right, father. Ning Xiu shook his head, completely hiding his shock, and said as usual.

Pei Xiu took a deep look at Ning Xiu, he knew that his son had always been smart, and he might have guessed the purpose of inviting him to come today, so he would have that performance.

He sighed, if it weren't for the impossibility of doing something, as a father, he would definitely not choose to do so.

I saw him look at Ning Xiu and said slowly: "Presumably, Wu'er also knows that His Majesty the Emperor's favorite prince, His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, suddenly contracted a vicious disease, and the world's famous doctors are helpless against it. ”

"Just the day before yesterday, the emperor suddenly saw a god man in a dream, and the god man said to His Majesty that only by sending His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince to become a monk could he cure his evil disease. Speaking of this, Pei Xiu paused and glanced up at Ning Xiu.

Ning Xiu's indifference was a little unexpected to him.

But the emperor was reluctant to let the Eighth Prince go, so he went to ask the god man again, and the god man said that unless he found a child with the same birth date as His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, he would become a monk instead of him. ”

"And this kid is me, is it?" Ning Xiu raised his head, looked at Pei Xiu, and said with a calm expression.

Looking at that calm face, Pei Xiu suddenly felt a little out of breath in his chest, but he nodded after all.

After all, the emperor's order cannot be violated.

......

When Ning Xiu became a monk, Pei Xiu was in the early court.

He didn't personally send his son on this last journey, but he left Ning Xiu with a Buddhist poem.

"Send the son into the empty door with sorrow, and plant good roots day and night. The body and eyes should not be dyed with wealth, and the heart of the Tao must be cold to the year; read the scriptures and recite the Buddha according to the teacher's teachings, and repay the four kindnesses with a bitter heart and a clear heart. He suddenly became a great weapon one day, and he was the only one in heaven on earth!"

"Nan no Amitabha, follow me into the temple. ”

Suddenly, a low Buddha horn sounded, and Ning Xiu looked up to see a monk in yellow monk's robe walking out of the temple in front of him.

Ning Xiu nodded, threw the yellowed letterhead in his hand behind him, and followed the monk into the temple.

The letterhead hit the ground, and the temple door slowly closed.

......

Ning Xiu found that the temple he had become a monk in was not the imaginary Jinshan Temple, but the Miyin Temple.

And his master is the presiding officer of the Miyin Temple, the founder of the Zen Gate Weiyang Sect 'Lingyou Zen Master', according to Ning Xiu's observation, his cultivation is at least the Tao.

Even if the things you experience in front of you are just an illusory past, the present is not false and the experience is not fake.

It was impossible to make him a monk, and he originally wanted to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime almost to practice one or two Buddhist supernatural powers, or to help himself practice through Buddhist exercises.

But who knew that Lingyou Zen Master had no intention of teaching him to practice at all.

Instead, he was ordered to do asceticism, splitting wood and carrying water all day long.

During this period, Ning Xiu also thought about leaving, but every time he would fail for inexplicable reasons.

"Is the World Line Coming to an End......"

Ning Xiu muttered in a low voice, helpless, so he had to continue to do his hard work.

This is three years, but for Ning Xiu, it seems that it has only passed for a short time.

On this day, Lingyou Zen Master called Ning Xiu to his meditation room.

Ning Xiu looked up at the old face of Zen Master Lingyou, and thought to himself, my mother sold a batch, and finally found out in my conscience, do you want to teach me to practice.