When the little one returned home with his mother, he locked himself in his room and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze with his little head drooping. He recalled the vicious words that Mother Mighty had said behind her back when she left, and the malice in the eyes of the parents of the other partners who had participated in the event, and Ling Ling felt that his nose was a little sour, and he shook his head.

"I can't cry! My mother said that she didn't do anything wrong, why should she cry. ”

"But I didn't do anything wrong, so why aren't the people in the village happy?"

"If they don't thank us, why do they blame us in turn?"

"Why do you say I'm a troublemaker?"

The little one has a lot of thoughts and mixed feelings. He shook his little head like a rattle, but he couldn't get the various images and words out of his head. At this moment, the familiar call of the mother came from outside the door, and the little one answered, and then jumped out of the bed and walked to the door to open the door.

As the wooden door opened, the gap widened, and Ling's mother's dignified face appeared in front of the little guy's eyes, but after a closer look, the mother's face seemed to be a little haggard.

"Mother, didn't you go back to the house to rest? ”

Mother Ling smiled and didn't speak, she held a slightly yellowed book in one hand, and a small porcelain bowl in the other, which was filled with black-brown liquid, and the thick smell came to the nose, choking the little guy to cover his nose.

"Chen'er, today, you must memorize this book and memorize it, and my mother will come to test it in two hours. ”

Ling Mu handed the slightly yellowed book in her hand to the little guy, and then glanced at the small porcelain bowl.

"You put this bowl of medicinal soup aside, don't drink it yet, smell the medicine and endorse it. ”

When the little guy heard this, he stared at the small porcelain bowl in front of him curiously with big eyes, and thought.

"Medicinal soup? There is a strange smell and a bit of a foul smell, how can there be the smell of medicine like the medicinal soup that I usually drink? And why does my mother still come to test my endorsement today, didn't she care about it before?"

However, these thoughts naturally did not dare to be spoken in front of his mother, so he had to reluctantly stretch out a small hand to prepare to pick up the bowl, but Ling's mother walked straight into the house and put the small porcelain bowl on the wooden table where he usually endorsed and put books in the early morning.

"This bowl of medicinal soup is a bit heavy, you will regret this soup if you take it in one hand and sprinkle this bowl. ”

Mother Ling reached out and rubbed the little guy's little head, then left the room, and took the wooden door with her when she left.

It is very comfortable for the little guy to be rubbed by his mother's head, and the warm feeling from the ends of the hair to the roots, and then from the roots of the hair to the scalp through the mind, makes Ling Chen enjoy it very much. However, after only immersing himself for a short time, he smelled the peculiar smell coming from the small porcelain bowl in the early morning, and opened the yellowed book in his hand.

"The soup will weigh much, my mother really underestimates me. ”

"What a strange name? ”

The little guy smiled, but he thought about it carefully, and memorized so many books, it seemed that the names of each book were quite strange, and what the scriptures were. Ling Chen gently turned the first page, and with the smart and elegant handwriting imprinted into his eyes, he seemed to see a dragon and a phoenix fighting in front of him, and the dragon and phoenix were playing with each other for a while. He unconsciously read the first sentence.

"There is no action, no delusion, no self, no appearance. ”

Suddenly, the little guy's mind seemed to explode, and Ling Chen covered his head in pain, and the book in his hand also fell. Just as he was in pain, the smell was inhaled into his nose, and as the smell dissipated in his nasal cavity, the little one felt that his headache was slightly better.

"It's strange, I've been endorsing books for so long, I've memorized so many books, and I've never encountered such a strange thing. ”

The little guy stared at the book that fell on the ground, and his heart palpitated, he bent down to pick up the book, but did not rush to open it, but leaned his face close to the small porcelain bowl not far away, and sucked the smell from the bowl hard, he resisted the feeling of wanting to vomit, and continued to turn the first page to read.

"There is no action, no delusion, no self, no appearance. ”

After the little guy finished reading, he looked around vigilantly, closed his eyes and turned his head sideways to feel his mind. This time, without the previous visions and pain, the little one confirmed that the potion could ward off the pain. Only then did he continue to read with confidence.

"There is no action, no delusion, no self, no appearance. ”

。。。。。。

"Extinguish all the emptiness of all laws, and the sentient beings will look back. ”

When the little guy finished reading the whole book, he put on the book and closed his eyes. He doesn't have the ability to memorize, but because he has been reading and memorizing since he was a child, he has his own unique way of memorizing, reciting once, silently, and reading again. Repeat it a few times and you'll be able to memorize it backwards. It's not much different from the ability to remember.

In the past, I only knew the words but didn't know the meaning, but this time it was obviously different, although the little guy still didn't understand the meaning of those words, but between the lines, there was a faint majestic momentum surging out.

"The floating slaughter of sentient beings is looking back. ”

The little one's lips moved slightly, and he whispered the last sentence of the text. Then the whole person seemed to disappear into the boundless darkness, and everything familiar around him disappeared, and the little guy stretched out his hands, and found that the two arms were gradually turning into fragments, floating forward. My whole body is transformed into colorful pieces!

The little one was a little scared at first, but as the fragments of his whole body came together, one moment it coalesced into a monk with a Zen staff, and the next it changed into a behemoth, which was completely black, and just about to open its mouth and roar, it dissipated into the previous fragments.

The little one did not perceive any pain or discomfort, and although he was out of body, it did not affect his senses. The little guy is feeling that he has turned into all things, there are Taoist priests who raise their swords to the sky, there are beggars in tattered clothes, there are lonely old trees, and there are eagles soaring with wings。。。。。。

I don't know how long it will take me to turn into fragments, and how long it will take for the fragments to transform into everything. Just as he was still savoring the charm of all things, there was a sudden thunderclap, and a purple-blue electric light flashed, and the surrounding chaotic boundless darkness was split in half, and then shattered and dissipated like a mirror.

While the little one was still stunned, he looked at the darkness that was about to dissipate, there was a back, which gradually blurred, and when it was about to disappear at last, the back suddenly looked back and smiled. This smile seems to contain endless years. The little guy wanted to see the face of the back clearly, but in the end, he was greeted by the familiar surroundings, the wooden table, the bed, and the pile of books.