Li Qing muttered: "There are obviously people, why don't you keep quiet?" Is it quiet? ”

So Li Qing picked up the knocker and knocked five or six times in a row!

Seeing this, Xu San frowned and said, "Sister, do all of you people in the city knock on the door like this?" ”

Jing Yan looked at Xu San puzzled: "Is there a problem?" ”

Xu San scratched his head and said, "I don't know if there is a problem, anyway, when I was a child, my family taught me the way to knock on the door, which is different from your door." ”

Li Qing smiled: "What's different about this?" Isn't it all three times in a row at home and abroad? If you're in a hurry, knock twice. ”

Xu San shook his head: "You are talking about the etiquette of foreigners, that is not our etiquette." At least I know, no. The rules and etiquette handed down by our ancestors are another way of knocking. ”

Jing Yan asked curiously, "Then how to knock it?" ”

Xu San stepped forward, picked up the knocker, knocked it lightly and heavily, waited for a second, and knocked it twice, the rhythm was knock, knock.

The sound was dull and penetrating, echoing in the middle of the dunes.

Li Qing said: "Is this different from ours? ”

"Amitabha, of course there is."

A Buddha horn sounded, and the door slowly opened.

A little monk dressed in a white monk's robe and with fair skin walked out, he looked to be less than twenty years old, with clear eyebrows and eyes like stars.

This monk is different from all the monks Jing Yan has met, other monks are either fake at first glance, or they are the kind of monks who have attained the Tao, but this monk in front of him gives people the feeling that he is clean!

A person who does not seem to be contaminated with all the dust of the world, a person who is so clean that it is impossible to think of him as the dirty of the world.

The monk's eyes were very bright, so bright that Jing Yan was a little afraid to look directly.

She didn't know that Fang Zheng's eyes were indeed lit up when he looked at her, and Fang Zheng never thought that he would meet her here!

Fang Zheng became a Buddha, before he was thrown here, when he was still on Yizhi Mountain in the northeast, Jing Yan went up Yizhi Mountain and entered Yizhi Temple, and the relationship between the two was not bad, and they even cooperated a few times in the middle.

The northeast and northwest are so far apart, Jing Yan actually appeared here, I have to say that creation makes people.

And Fang Zheng found that Jing Yan's eyes were full of curiosity when she looked at him, and she didn't mean to be excited, it seemed that she didn't remember that memory anymore.

Looking at the people around Jing Yan, they are not the reporters that Jing Yan brought with him at the beginning, it seems that with his changes, some things in this world have also changed, and things are different from people.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Is it really good to change other people's memories?" ”

"Ding! It didn't change their memories, it was a parallel world, and a parallel world was a branch of the idea of a world. You can understand that when the system chose you, you were standing at a fork in the world. If you choose to accept the system, you are on the same path, and if you choose to reject, you are on the same path.

And we just put you on this path, so that the people before you received the system still remember you, and the people after that, don't know you.

But the world is related to the world and images, such as the Mandela effect, you used to remember that the jingle cat has a mouth, but in fact there is no such thing as a mouth in this world;

Another example is the song of your memory, 56 nationalities and 56 flowers, but the fact is that the lyricist does not admit that he has written this, only five or six constellations and 56 flowers.

This is the interweaving of memories produced by different time and space, divergent and entangled with each other.

The other person may not have seen you, but they are familiar with you......"

Fang Zheng is clear, he has always known that a flower is a world, and a thought is a Bodhi. A single thought of the Buddha can derive a world, and in the same way, a person's thoughts can also be derived, but the world from which they are derived is easy to be born and disillusioned, after all, he only has a lifespan of a hundred years.

The world rises and falls in infinite derivation and disillusionment, like a dream bubble, a bubble in water.

When Fang Zheng was deep in thought, Jing Yan spoke first: "Hello, my name is ......"

"Master Jingyan, please go inside."

Fang Zheng heard Jing Yan speak, and immediately subconsciously called out the other party's name.

Jing Yan was stunned for a moment: "You...... How do you know what my name is? ”

Li Qing said: "He must have heard it just now when we were chatting." ”

Looking at the monk again, he just smiled slightly, without explanation, it seemed to be like this, and there seemed to be another reason. With a woman's sixth sense, Jing Yan felt that the other party had another reason, because after they got close to the temple, they didn't call each other's names anymore. Even if the other party listens, it is impossible to hear the conversation on the sand dunes in the distance, right?

That's too mysterious.

However, Jing Yan didn't mean to dig deeper, but walked in after the monk opened the door.

Stepping through the old wooden door, the wind was noticeably lighter.

The wind in the desert carries a little bit of sand, but there is not a single grain of sand in the temple......

Even there are only a few fallen leaves on the ground, and there is no sand, which is very abnormal.

Li Qing and Xu San also discovered this, they glanced at each other, they both saw the curiosity and a little worry in each other's eyes, things were a little weird, they looked at Hou Tian who was following behind, cowering, and they were a little panicked for a while.

Crunch......

The door closed behind them.

Several people suddenly shuddered, turned around suddenly, only to see a five or six-year-old little monk closing the door, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu San couldn't help muttering: "I'm scared to death, I thought the door would close by itself......"

The crowd agreed.

Fang Zheng didn't expect the red boy to come back, and gave the other party a look, and the other party gave a look back, which roughly said: "I'm afraid that something will happen to the master, I'll come back first, and they're still on the way." ”

Fang Zheng understood in seconds, and he was relieved, so he looked at the few people in front of him with a smile and said, "A few, come to the temple late at night, but is there something?" If it's to worship the Buddha, please inside, if it's anything else or it's okay, you should go back as soon as possible. ”

Jing Yan looked at the monk in front of her, took a deep breath and said, "Uh, what do you call it?" ”

"The poor monk's law is square, and he is temporarily the abbot of the temple." Fang Zheng replied.

Jing Yan nodded: "Abbot Fangzheng, that's the case." ”

Jing Yan looked at Hou Tian, but Hou Tian subconsciously stepped back, and Xu Sanyi grabbed him and pushed him to the front: "What are you running?" The doors are closed, where can you run? Something to talk about! ”

Hou Tian glanced at Fang Zheng, then at the red boy, and finally at the back door worriedly.

Fang Zheng smiled: "Donor, last time you asked you to send coal, the money was not given to you, you ran away." But come back to get the money? ”

After speaking, Fang Zheng took out a wad of money from his arms and handed it over: "This is coal money." ”

At that moment, everyone looked at Hou Tian, and their eyes were clearly written: "Didn't you say that the other party won't give you money?" Didn't you say the other party was a ghost? What's going on? ”