After reading the last word, when I reached out to the familiar place to touch the book, I found that it was empty.

All the books, finally finished.

True and false gently closed the scripture, closed his eyes, and after exhaling a few breaths, he stood up and glanced out the window at the bright moon.

At this time, the bright moon has already lowered to the west, and it will soon be hidden, representing the arrival of day.

The crimson Nine Mountains are a little dazzling, so that the real and false have to look at it twice.

"There will be no more Nine Mountains in the future. ”

muttered to himself, and the truth and falsehood withdrew his gaze and stood silently in place.

"You're still on the fourteenth floor? it's almost dawn, and if you don't get to the first floor, I'm afraid you won't find a way to save yourself. ”

Starting from the seventeenth floor, the first floor and the floor are decreasing downward, from complex to simple, from difficult to easy, and it is found that Zen is just a common thing in the world, which is the fastest way to get a glimpse of Zen.

This method sounds simple, but it is actually the most difficult. A person who is accustomed to solving problems with complex methods will definitely find it difficult to accept simple solutions. People who are accustomed to using abacus, even if they have a question like ten plus ten, they will use abacus to calculate again. Those who are accustomed to using immortal magic will not be so easy to use the lowest spiritual arts.

The person who can use this shortcut to get a glimpse of Zen is only one in the whole of Zen Buddhism. It took seven days for Dafeng Ge to walk from the seventeenth floor to the first floor. It took only three days to walk from the seventeenth floor to the first floor, which was too difficult.

"Is it really impossible?"

He couldn't help but ask himself if it was true or false, but he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

From the seventeenth floor downwards, it will take longer and longer, especially on the first floor, which takes almost as long as the previous ones combined. Wang Shi was now stuck on the fourteenth floor, and it was absolutely impossible for him to go downstairs before dawn.

He still knows a little about the true and false plans of the Great Wind Song and the play, and he knows that if Wang Shi dies, everything will fall short. Even if he had read all the scriptures now and had already gone to meditation, it would not be possible to reverse everything.

The Yin-Yang Gate is too powerful, and only by transcending the power of cognition can it be possible to change all this. The person who took on this was not done casually, but was chosen a long time ago.

But no matter how anxious the truth is now, it can't help at all. This matter can only be understood by Wang Shi himself. When others help, they will only help.

Zhenzhen walked softly to the fourteenth floor and saw Wang Shi reading the scriptures.

At this time, Wang Shi's eyes were bloodshot, his face became extremely pale, he had maintained this posture motionless for a long time, and the scriptures in his hand had not turned a page.

A few words composed of a few sentences, I never understood it.

This problem may be very simple for others, but it is extremely difficult for Wang Shi here, and he has never been able to overcome it.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

As if something was about to come out of his chest, Wang Shi's body slumped uncontrollably, and he coughed violently, and bits of blood splashed from his mouth onto the scriptures.

His hair was no longer snow-white, but pale with dark gray, indicating that Wang Shi's life was coming to an end. The sickness in the body finally began to harvest the life of the master.

As Wang Shi himself expected, if he could not understand the principles of Zen, at some point after the dawn, he would completely complete his life. No one could have saved him.

There was no longer a chance or possibility, Wang Shi gently stroked the blood stains from the scriptures, made sure that he did not stain himself above, and then closed it and put it back on the shelf.

Standing not far from him without discovering the truth or falsehood, Wang Shi walked to the window alone. Now he is the only one left in this world.

The nine mountains were like erupting volcanoes, casting a crimson light, and the crescent moon, which had faded a lot, left only its outline, as if it could disappear at any moment.

It's almost dawn.

A breeze blows snow in from the window.

Wang Shi raised his head and looked at the night sky without a single star.

There are some things he can do, and some things he really can't change. He was now neither annoyed nor angry, just calmly accepting the fact.

Life is about to end, but there is no memory in my mind, just a peace. It's too late to recall his life in such a short time.

"The moonlight should be fine tonight. ”

At this time, he didn't have the heart to think about things, he just wanted to see the bright moon, but unfortunately he didn't look at it last night.

The moon reflects the snow, it should be very beautiful.

Standing behind Wang Shi, Zhen and False sighed softly, clasped his hands together, and silently recited the scriptures in his heart. That's all he can do.

If I hope it ends here, I don't know what else I can hold on to, and I'm afraid there will be no change in the next ending.

After a night of roaring, the crimson of the Nine Mountains had finally subsided a little, and the great roar had subsided a lot, and the people who had exhausted their strength seemed to be resting for a short time, preparing for the dawn.

The morning bell rings, waking up the monks who are still asleep.

Just like yesterday, the little novice is still a small novice, not immediately becoming a big novice, let alone a master, their lives have not changed much, what to do or what to do.

Holding the broom, the two novices who had peeked at the scriptures yesterday came to the foot of the linden tree again, and the two of them looked around and smiled meaningfully.

Yesterday, I just confiscated a scripture by the uncle of the temple, and I don't want to be extremely lucky, so I picked up a new scripture, and the content of it is simply a new world, so I naturally have to study it carefully.

The bird never got up, did not chirp.

After the bell rang, it was still quiet.

Dawn is coming.

The light moon will be hidden.

Wang Shi looked at everything that happened, and his heart was extraordinarily calm.

Thousands of scriptures suddenly appeared in my mind, but they quickly disappeared, like the surface of the water after the stormy waves of an angry sea, calmly as if nothing had happened.

A bird jumped on the branch, and suddenly cried, and the two little novices hid the scriptures in a panic, and quickly picked up the broom in their hands, pretending to be sweeping the floor, and glanced around from the corner of their eyes to confirm whether the uncle was nearby.

Wang Shi closed his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Life seems to have come to an end.

True and false opened his eyes, glanced at Wang Shi with pity, bowed slightly, and said softly: "Amitabha." ”

However, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Wang Shi's mouth.

The moon just fell down the west building at this time.