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"Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. ”

A clear voice sounded in Wu Yue's heart, as if he drank it in the head, Wu Yue suddenly sobered up. A hint of realization appeared in Wu Yue's eyes, he seemed to understand something, as if there was something, he wanted to catch it but couldn't catch it.

"The donor is all right. ”

Wu Yue looked up, it was a monk, wearing a tattered monk's robe.

"The donor seems to be caught in a demonic obstacle. The monk smiled slightly, looking kind, if it was placed somewhere else, there was no need to say anything, just this face could be called a high-ranking monk. It's a pity that this is Yu You, this is a place that is exalted by the immortal clan. Even if there were temples in the Southern Dynasties, they were offered to some eccentric people, and they were by no means monks' beliefs.

"Who are you?" Wu Yue asked directly. This monk is so special, he seems to be out of place in the whole world.

"The poor monk is a flower monk. The monk didn't care about Wu Yue's revenge, and still smiled.

"Flower Monk?"

"Flower monk. ”

"Where did you come from?"

"From where I came from. ”

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going where I'm going. ”

The two of them spoke quickly as they asked and answered, as if all the lines had been prepared in advance, but after such a long list, they fell silent.

The monk was still smiling.

Wu Yue was speechless, his question just now was what he really wanted to ask, but the monk's answer was inevitably too perfunctory, and it was not wrong to say it wrong. Mainly, what's the difference between that and not saying?

"These words of yours are familiar to me. Wu Yue stared at this monk, he was really familiar, this was too common.

"Oh, then you've seen a lot of people like monks?" the monk smiled.

Wu Yue shook his head and said word by word: "Are you here for me?"

"The monk is for me, not for you. The monk folded his hands and said heavily.

"Me?" Wu Yue looked puzzled, he knew that the monk's I must not be talking about himself.

"It's me. The monk said in a deep voice.

"Me. Wu Yue followed. Then he decided not to play dumb riddles with the monks, and here, he was an immortal, a high immortal clan.

"Monk, do you know what I'm looking for?" Wu Yue waved his hand, and several heavenly thunders condensed in the sky.

Under the thunder, the monk was still calm, and just smiled: "The monk doesn't know." ”

Boom! Thunder fell.

But he passed through the monk and fell to the ground.

"You're a fake, you're a fake. Wu Yue stared at the monk and said word by word: "Then this world is also fake, and everything is fake." ”

The monk didn't say anything, just nodded.

Even if you know that it is fake, what is false, is it unreal, or no one knows, or is it a stranger who does not belong?

"What you say is false is false. The monk smiled and stretched out his hands.

"Then what if I say it's true?" Wu Yue asked subconsciously.

"That's true. The monk retracted his hand and replied.

"Do you want it to be true or fake?" the monk suddenly asked, but before Wu Yue could answer, he continued: "In 10,000 years, there will be a young man from the Wang clan who will give you an answer. ”

"Wang Xinming!" Wu Yue thought about it, and then frowned tightly, how could he think of this name. I seem to have experienced a rainy night, I seem to have met a crazy person, and I seem to have received an answer.

"Ten thousand years have been ten thousand years. The monk said.

"No, I've seen him. Wu Yue replied categorically, he didn't know what his previous experience was, but he clearly knew that it was real.

"So what?" the monk asked rhetorically.

Wu Yue just wanted to explain, but he was suddenly speechless, yes, he had seen him, but he didn't get an answer. Or rather, I didn't get the answer I wanted.

"It can't be how. ”

"Why did the master come? Wu Yue still asked directly.

"You don't already know. The monk smiled again, like a smiling Buddha, no matter what he said, he had to smile first.

"Come for me. Wu Yue smiled bitterly, to be honest, he really didn't want to continue to play with this monk at all, let alone guess dumb riddles with each other here, but he had to ask for help.

The flower monk seemed to be able to perceive people's hearts, and suddenly said: "If the donor is unwilling, you can leave, and you don't need to listen to the monk's verbosity." ”

"Me. Wu Yue raised his eyebrows, and was about to be angry, but suddenly fell silent.

"It's that you don't want to know, it's that you don't want to know whether it's true or not, it's that you want to go but don't want to go. The monk said slowly. "The so-called truth and falsehood are all based on the mind of the mind. ”

"If you want it to be true, it's true. ”

"If you think it's fake, it's fake. ”

"If I'm happy, I'm happy. ”

"If I grieve, I grieve. ”

"If yes. ”

The monk seems to be reciting Buddhist scriptures, with the morning bell ringing softly, and the mountain and forest breeze blowing through the fog in his heart and ringing in the depths of his soul.

"It was as if I had a dream, and this dream was long, long. Wu Yue said in a low voice, now that he already knows the answer, maybe he already knows the answer. The monk kept talking about the answer, and clearly told him the so-called truth and falsehood, and the truth and falsehood were just whether they were willing or not.

"Thank you, Master, for your advice. Wu Yue bowed respectfully, he didn't know who this monk was and who played it, but he was very grateful.

The monk shook his head, with a compassionate look on his face, and slowly said: "The poor monk has never pointed out, and the poor monk has never spoken, and the donor knows and does not know himself." ”

Wu Yue didn't answer, he understood.

The question now is not whether that world is true or false, let alone whether you can leave, but how you can forget.

"I had a dream, a long, long dream. Wu Yue said softly. Nearly five hundred years later, he remembered the dream again, and it became clearer and clearer.

"I've had a lot of dreams, big and small, clear and vague. The monk smiled, "But in the end, the poor monk forgot." ”

"Because I'm a monk. The flower monk suddenly showed a strange smile.

Wu Yue smiled, after saying something for so long, he finally heard what he wanted to hear.

"I'm just a mortal. ”

"I just want to live. ”

"Me. This is not the place I should be. ”

"I'm leaving. ”

"These are all fakes. ”

It was originally the voice of Wu Yue's heart, but this voice became louder and louder, slowly resounding through the world.

"The poor monk has taken a trick. The expression of the flower monk suddenly appeared a hint of shame, "I'm sorry for myself, I'm ashamed." ”

"Qingsheng, Bodhizi, Yunpeng, Ming, Yu'er......" Wu Yue read out these names one by one, and at the same time remembered the bits and pieces of these five hundred years.

"Dream, it's time to wake up. (To be continued.) )