The bustling noise came to his ears, and the donkey opened his eyes suddenly, and looked down at his powerful and strong arms, and there was still a little horror in his expression.

"Have you really turned back time?"

Donkey Dazhu stood up suddenly, looked around, and then realized that he was in a thatched hut with four walls, and couldn't help but look overjoyed, "Lady! This time I will never watch you being humiliated by Donkey Wei's beast again! ”

He stepped forward and pushed open the wooden door, and the harsh sunlight reflected in his pupils, causing him to squint slightly.

The young body gave him a long-lost sense of strength, and the donkey pillar was full of confidence, and his back was straight, and he had to bow his head slightly even when he walked out of the wooden door.

"The hunting party is about to leave! Donkey pillar, hurry up and lead the dog! ”

Several shouts came into his ears, and the donkey pillar looked up, and sure enough, he saw that there were hunters in the village coming out of the house, and there were dozens of them, all of them gathering towards the square in front of the village.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Donkey Dazhu's eyes couldn't help twitching slightly, in his memory, there was only one time when such a large-scale hunting team was organized in the village, that is, when he was eighteen years old.

This time the hunting team set out into the mountains, and after three days, they barely escaped back to a crippled hunter, and the rest of the villagers died in the mountains, which also led to the collapse of the donkey's village, and there were few decent hunters in the following decades, and the whole village relied on the little thin fields at the foot of the mountain to feed, and the vast majority of the villagers fell into famine.

"Eighteen?!"

Donkey Dazhu looked a little stunned, "You actually lied to me!" Time does not go back to the time when my mother was humiliated, but back to sixty years ago! ”

Just when he was angry and dazed, the calm voice came to his ears again: "I only said that time can be turned back, when did you say that you want to go back to where you wanted?" ”

The donkey's eyes were red and bloodshot, and he looked around viciously, but he couldn't find any trace, and roared, "What the hell are you going to do?!" ”

The voice chuckled and said, "Your lady is the concubine of the imperial family who was exiled in the temple battle, if she hadn't met you, she shouldn't have died so miserably, don't you really want to save her?" ”

At the mention of Zhou, Donkey Dazhu regained some senses, and said in a hoarse voice: "As long as you can save my mother, I am willing to do whatever you want me to do." ”

The voice said: "This is very good, according to my reckoning, you and she should meet in Liuye County in five years, I will give you a Heart Sutra, and you will recite it sincerely and silently during these days, and after five years, go to Liuye County City to meet her." ”

Donkey Dazhu nodded vigorously and said, "I see." ”

With that, he turned and closed the wooden door, deaf to the shouting as he remembered.

It's just that last time I didn't go into the mountain because of my filial piety to my mother, but this time, it was because of the brocade silk that slowly emerged on the table.

"If this is the case, it is when the true practice is deep, and when the five aggregates are empty, and the self does not fall into the appearance of people and sentient beings, and the name is the emptiness of all dharmas......"

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Five years.

Carrying a bamboo basket full of herbs on his back and a small worn cloth bag around his waist, the donkey strode along the official road, attracting the attention of many passers-by because of its tall stature.

The closer he got to Liuye County, the more complicated Donkey Dazhu's mood became, and he knew in his heart that after a while, he would see the lady he was thinking about.

"Get out of here!"

"Don't you have long eyes!"

Several shouts of reprimand spread inside and outside the official road, and most of the pedestrians hid to the sides, looking at the arrogant and domineering carriage convoy between the dust.

These carriages were richly decorated, but they were rampage, without the slightest regard for the pedestrians passing on either side.

Behind the wagons, there were dozens of wooden cages, each of which contained a number of numb-looking teenagers and girls, whose clothes were dirty, but they were all made of silk and satin, and were obviously not from ordinary people.

The further back they went, the worse the clothes of the people in the cages became, and there was a pungent stench from several cages, apparently some people had starved to death on the wooden carts, and the corpses were not cleaned up, emitting an unpleasant corpse smell.

"I've come all the way, and I've died a few more, so throw them out quickly!"

On top of the luxurious carriage that was slowly moving forward beside the cages, a person who looked like a chief steward pinched his nose and frowned, "Move quickly!" ”

"Yes!"

The guards on both sides of the cage immediately answered, opened the door of the wooden cage, and directly threw the stinky corpses out.

"Chief, there's a poisoned servant here, and it looks like he won't live long."

The guard looked at a cage behind him and said in a loud voice.

The chief steward glanced at it from a distance, and saw that it was a dying girl with white lips and a black complexion, dressed in coarse cloth, and the look of disgust on her face became more and more obvious: "Hurry up and throw it out!" ”

Rumble!

The dust was flying on the official road, and the girl in cloth was thrown directly from the cage car with a height of Zhang Xu and landed in front of the donkey pillar!

She had been silent on the cage, like a dead person, but after being thrown down, her brows were furrowed tightly, and a very weak moan came out of her bloodless mouth.

The donkey pillar half-knelt down in the strange gaze of the passers-by, staring at the dying man in front of him in a daze, and the memories that had never been forgotten in the depths of his mind surged up, overlapping with the scene in front of him.

Ignoring the gaze of others, the donkey Dazhu picked up the girl who was still alive with both arms, and never disliked the faint stench emanating from her body, and walked straight down the official road and strode towards the mountains and forests.

Donkey Dazhu knew that the poison in her was extremely deep, and if there were no herbs in the mountains, she would definitely die.

About half an hour later, as the sky grew dark, the donkey finally found a cave at the bottom of the cliff with her, and settled her down for the time being.

He took off the bamboo basket behind his back, took out the herbs in the shape of a willow, and without any reluctance on the donkey's expression, he crumpled it and smeared the green juice oozing from it on the girl's lips, on her face, and on all the exposed places on her body.

This herb is called donkey dung grass, which is a good antidote to the deep mountains, but it grows on the top of a steep and dangerous mountain cliff, and no one in the donkey village can pick this herb except for the natural brute strength, long legs and long legs of the donkey pillar.

Donkey Dazhu saved up donkey dung and grass for five years and went to Liuye County to sell these herbs at a good price, so that he could buy two acres of thin fields and have his own land to cultivate.

It's just that these herbs haven't had time to sell them, so they are all used on the cloth-clothed girl in front of them.

"It's still not enough."

Donkey Dazhu looked at the girl in cloth whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, sighed, closed her eyes, gently took off her dirty clothes that had already stinked, and inadvertently touched her smooth skin that was still warm.

One hand crushed the remaining donkey dung grass to obtain the juice, and the donkey Dazhu did not have the slightest evil thought in his heart, and the other hand smeared the herbs all over her body.

By this time, it was completely dark.

The donkey looked at the empty bamboo basket and whispered to himself, "I need to pick some herbs tomorrow." ”

After saying this, he was stunned for a long time, silently recited the "Prajna Heart Sutra", and then picked up the girl's clothes, walked to the cold stream with his bare arms, washed them very carefully, and hung them on the rocks outside the cave.

On the second day, the donkey pillar was woken up by the cool mountain wind, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he subconsciously looked back.

Seeing that the girl was still sleeping peacefully in her clothes, and her breathing was much calmer than yesterday, the donkey Dazhu breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression gradually dimmed.

Everything is as it is remembered, and nothing has changed.

"Just ......"

The donkey pillar came closer, and gently lifted the corner of the cloth on the girl's shoulder.

A miserable green mass of blood pooled on her white shoulder, the same as the septic poison that had been forced out after the medicinal effects of the donkey dung grass had taken effect.

It's just that the girl in cloth has never practiced the kung fu of spitting, even if the donkey dung grass works, it can only let the toxins accumulate in one place, if it continues to accumulate like this, it will make the blood flow backwards, erode the heart, and finally die of poison even more tragically.

Seeing that the green silk threads were still piling up towards his shoulders, the donkey Dazhu did not hesitate for a moment, but actually stepped forward to hold the girl's arm, bit the flesh on her shoulder, and sucked out a large mouthful of turquoise seps!

"Gross!"

The donkey turned his head and spat out the puss on the other side of the cave, but there was still a slight green residue between his lips and teeth.

After a few breaths, the donkey's gaze suddenly became a little dull, but after a moment it returned to normal, and he turned back and continued to suck the septic poison on the girl's shoulder, without stopping for a moment.

Although a little sepsis did not lead to death, it made the donkey Dazhu's reaction slower and his mind damaged, and he was much more stupid than before.

This is also the main reason why Donkey Dazhu was bullied after returning to the village, if he was still as quick thinking and strong as before he went to the county town, although he may not really fight with people, but he would not be discriminated against like this in Donkey Village.

In this way, the donkey pillar sucked out the septic poison for the cloth-clothed girl during the day, and at noon, he climbed to the cliff to collect donkey dung herbs.

Although she still hasn't woken up, under the very careful care of the donkey Dazhu's feeding water and fruits, the original blue and black face has a little ruddy.

"Lady ......"

The donkey pillar sat on the rock, his expression becoming more and more complicated.

If there is no accident, she will wake up after a while, and at that time, she will be grateful for her life-saving grace as if in her memory, and decide to return to Donkey's Village with her and be her daughter-in-law.

Only this time, the donkey Dazhu silently dressed her in clean clothes, packed up his bamboo basket, and left the cave one foot deep and one foot shallow.

This is also the first time that Donkey Dazhu has done something that does not match his memory.

Boom!

The sound of the heavy object falling came to his ears, and the donkey Dazhu glanced sideways, and saw that it was a scholar with a book basket on his back who fell down carelessly, but the place where he fell was blocked by trees, and he was relieved, so he was not too seriously injured.

Standing in the shadow of the steep rocks, the donkey pillar looked at the scholar with the basket on his back in a daze, and his heart couldn't stop throbbing.

I don't know how long it took, in a trance, Donkey Dazhu heard the girl's Qingyin that was already familiar to him.

"Childe, did you save me......

"Childe, why are you injured too?"

"Childe, I'll help you wipe the medicine."

"Son's great kindness, the little girl really doesn't know how to repay."

"The little woman is called Zhou Xiao."

"Childe ......"

……

It's like a world away.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and I don't know how many dawns and dusks.

The donkey pillar walked out from behind the shadow of the mountain rock, looking at a pair of wall figures who were holding each other and holding their arms dozens of feet away, and his eyes were stunned.

"Son, you see that man is full of stubble and unkempt, like a wild man in the mountains, it's really weird, now your legs and feet are all right, I'll leave quickly."

The scholar's voice came, but the donkey Dazhu ignored it, just looked fixedly at the girl in a clean cloth robe.

She turned her head and glanced at the donkey pillar, her eyes were as clear and translucent as she remembered, but it was as if she was looking at the flowers and trees in the mountains, without a trace of special emotion.

"A weirdo indeed."

The voices of the two faded away, and finally the silence of the mountain was restored to the ears of the donkey.

……

The donkey pillar is still standing in place, like a natural stone carving, as if it has been integrated with the mountain stone.

"If this is the case, it is when the true practice is deep, when the five aggregates are empty, and when the self is like others, and all living beings are ......."

After a long time, there was a faint hoarse voice of recitation, and a murmur arose.

……

"Haven't you put it down?"

The vague figure twisted and appeared, quietly looking at the donkey pillar.

Click.

It was as if the stone carved donkey pillar moved for the first time, stretched up its sleeves with some difficulty, brushed away the frost on his eyebrows, and knelt down in silence.

The blur above the figure dissipated inch by inch, revealing a beautiful young man in a white robe with gold threads.

The young man in the white robe said in a young voice: "It seems that you have already comprehended the Prajna Heart Sutra. ”

The donkey raised his head suddenly, and his voice was still hoarse: "Dare to ask, don't you have something that you haven't put down?" ”

The white-robed young man's picturesque cold eyebrows were stunned, obviously he never thought that the donkey pillar would ask, and after a moment of silence, he said: "How about letting go, what if you don't let go, when the manpower is poor, for ordinary beings, if you encounter something powerless, you have to accept your fate after all." ”

The donkey fell to his knees with his head bowed and said no more.

After a few breaths, the white-robed young man spoke again, his tone changed slightly, and there was a little more coldness in it: "It's just that I have seen the image of fate with my own eyes, if the living beings can really break through the mental barriers that shackle themselves, when they look up again, the flowers and plants are the world, and the gravel is the world." ”

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…… (End of chapter)