129. He didn't like the identity of the Buddha
For the other world in Ciyin's mouth, Xie Zheng is actually not very interested, firstly, she hates too many unknown variables, and secondly, she is actually a person who does not like to toss very much.
But many times, her wishful thinking is useless, and real life will not be as calm and unwavering as she would like.
Seeing that Xie Zheng didn't answer for a long time, Ciyin bent the corners of her lips and asked, "Is it my question that makes you embarrassed?" ”
Xie Zheng suddenly came back to his senses, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw those clear and clear eyes, and looked straight over.
The light under the shadow of the tree is very dim, but the eyes soaked in water just happen to fall a little bit of moonlight, and the whole person is from the inside to the outside, revealing an indescribable tenderness and affection.
Although he occasionally felt that his eyes were a little strange in the past, at this moment, he was like a crystal clear full dewdrop, and his eyes were full of emotions that could no longer be contained, as if he was about to burst open in the next moment, revealing his most complete self.
But the strange thing is that she doesn't feel disgusted by the abruptness of such an accident.
"Ah, there's no embarrassment, it doesn't matter where he is, if you have to go, then we'll go and see."
Xie Zheng pursed his lips and thought about it, sighed, and continued: "I just think it's very troublesome, when will it end." ”
After getting the answer in her heart, the corners of Ciyin's lips rose again, and her beautiful eyes radiated with a beautiful arc: "Everything has just begun, and it will always end." ”
Although this is the case, it doesn't sound pleasant.
"Anything else, Master Ciyin?"
Although the words came to this, in fact, Xie Zheng didn't quite understand why Ciyin had to call her out alone, couldn't these words be said in front of Xu Lianjun and others?
Or is it that the picture of the future foreseen by the Secret Scroll of the Heavenly Buddha cannot be known by others?
Xie Zheng thought a lot in his heart, and the expression on his face became serious.
Seeing this, Ciyin sighed slightly in her heart, and the smile on her face was also a little helpless.
Talking to such a straightforward sword cultivator, they really can't beat around the bush, they can't understand the deeper meaning of the words at all.
He took a step closer and lowered his head slightly, his voice so low that he could hear a slight hint of trilling at the end.
"The Tzu Chi you met at Hanguang Monastery is my lay cousin, who has been very wise since he was a child, and if nothing happens, he will become a new Zen Buddha in ten years."
New... Zen Buddha?!
Xie Zheng's pupils shrank, and he exclaimed, "What about you?" You're no longer a Buddha? Could it be that the old monk doesn't like you? Don't want you to be a Buddha anymore? ”
In just a moment, almost all the bad thoughts have been passed through in the mind, Ciyin's cultivation is profound, his character is also outstanding, and the secret volume of the Heavenly Buddha is complete, how can there be a second person who is more suitable to be this Buddha than him?
Xie Zheng was confused.
"This matter has to start from 20 years ago."
Ciyin's eyes were extremely gentle, and his voice seemed to have some kind of special bewitching ability, although he didn't like to listen to stories very much, Xie Zheng still listened patiently.
About twenty-two years ago, Zen Buddhism found the three-year-old young master of the Yan family in Fengchuan City, and invited him to join Zen Buddhism with the secret scroll of the Heavenly Buddha and the position of the Buddha.
However, at a young age, Ciyin was willing to enter Zen Buddhism, and he was also willing to endure hardships and practice the secret scrolls of the Heavenly Buddha, but he was only willing to be a Buddha for 20 years.
At that time, everyone thought that this was just a childish nonsense, but I didn't expect that it really only took him 20 years to cultivate the secret scroll of the Heavenly Buddha, and then resign from the position of Buddha.
"No, what do you think? If you don't do a good Buddha, what do you want to do?! ”
When Xie Zheng heard this story, he immediately became anxious.
However, as soon as her voice fell, she raised her eyes and met his deep gaze, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind.
"You.... Do you know something? ”
Ciyin bent her lips and smiled, her eyes were soft, and her voice was a little damp: "When I was very young, I had a nightmare, if I didn't enter Zen Buddhism, I would not be able to prevent that ending." ”
When Xie Zheng heard this, his heart shook suddenly, and all the fog gradually cleared up, and he suddenly opened up.
It turned out that she was not the only one who had those bizarre dreams that foreshadowed some kind of fate, and it turned out that there were people who were planning everything earlier than her.
"I ....."
She opened her mouth to say something, but the hand holding Orizuki couldn't help but tremble.
... He couldn't say anything, but raised a pair of watery eyes to look at her.
Ciyin raised her hand, wanting to touch her, but at the moment when her fingertips were about to touch the hair in her ear, she slowly lowered as if she had lost her strength.
"It's good that it was just a dream."
He smiled, and his eyes were in the dark, and for a long time, he suddenly saw the light of day.
It's a dream, but it's also a bad dream.
The corners of Xie Zheng's lips pressed down, as if he was a little depressed, and his voice was also muffled: "In the secret realm of the North Sea, I also had a dream, in which you were in a cave at the foot of Xuelan Mountain, and your chest was pierced by the Folding Moon. ”
Unexpectedly, when Ciyin heard these words, she actually laughed, and the clear and pleasant laughter echoed in her chest, and finally overflowed her throat, quietly spreading out in the silent shadows of the trees.
Xie Zheng: "? ”
Is there anything funny about this?
However, before she could ask, she heard Ciyin say loudly: "If it is a certain death in the end, I am very happy to die under the Folding Moon Sword." ”
Xie Zheng suddenly fell silent.
"But don't worry, I assure you, we won't repeat the mistakes of our dreams."
When it comes to this, if you don't understand it, it's a little too dull.
Xie Zheng blinked his eyes, took a deep breath, took out the invincible aura of sword cultivation, and asked crisply, "From today on, should I call you Master Ciyin or Yan Sangongzi?" ”
Ciyin raised her lips and smiled, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of pleasure visible to the naked eye.
"In all fairness, I like whatever you call me, but...."
If he had to say, he didn't like the identity of the Buddha.
……
Since opening up openly that night, the relationship between the two has become a little strange.
Ciyin was as gentle and moist as before, and there was a little more intimacy between words and deeds, but Xie Zheng was a little uncomfortable.
At noon on this day, there was a sudden fog in Shenyue Valley, and in the twilight of spring, it was still a sunny day in the morning, but the sky suddenly changed.
Xie Zheng squatted outside the improvised simple bamboo hut with the moon folding, listening to the Zen master Cihang and Elder Qi Feng and others in the house, discussing the next plan in an orderly manner.
Just as he was talking, a rain fell unexpectedly, the valley was filled with mist, and the clear raindrops fell into a verdant greenery, which made people feel both refreshing and inexplicably irritable that they couldn't see through things.
"It's been three days, and Master Zheng hasn't returned yet, Elder Qi and the little monk think it's time to put a little pressure on Kunlun."