"If you don't love much, you won't give birth to a woman, and if you don't think about it, you won't give birth to a pure land."

Xuanjing muttered to himself, lowering the window, and the faint fragrance of the lotus pond still permeated his heart.

He wanted to knock on the wooden fish to clear his heart, but he felt that the mallet was too heavy, and when he picked up the Buddhist beads, he felt that his heart was full of distracting thoughts, and he didn't know how to meditate for a while.

Xuanjing has participated in Zen since he was a child, and took refuge in my Buddha when he was not yet a governor, and rarely had impetuousness.

Even if you can't understand the Buddha's teachings once in a while, as long as you meditate in front of the Buddha, all your confusion will be solved with the sound of the Buddha.

But at this moment, for the first time in his life, he didn't know what to do.

The light of the Buddha shines and blesses all living beings, and whenever the mirror is in trouble, it will seek answers from the Buddhist scriptures.

But today, he doesn't know why he's confused.

Everyone in the world suffers from the six desires, the three words greed, hatred and stupidity are difficult to see, and the heart of Xuanjing is free of dirt, and he is far away from the red dust and returns to the pure land.

The empress is the son of heaven and rich from all over the world, which is a blessing that has been cultivated for many generations, but now she is obsessed with resentment for him.

Xuanjing wants to temper her, and her Buddhist scriptures are at her fingertips, arguing about Buddhism, and I am afraid that ordinary monks can only bow down.

The more this is the case, the more incomprehensible Xuanjing becomes, what is her obsession. If it is skin, there are countless beauties in the world, so how special is he.

If it is temperament, he is a green light ancient Buddha with his heart, and he has never touched his mortal heart, so how can he let the empress fall in love.

There is a pure land in the heart, and there is nothing nostalgic about this world.

Shu Ange was wandering outside, but he couldn't take that step for a long time, and the system prompt sounded suddenly.

"Three hundred and sixty degrees of cheers, the target person's favorability +5, the current favorability is 15, the host host, the first step of the Great Wall."

“……”

Shu Ange wanted to grab the system and ask, where did it know about the Great Wall.

Wrong! It should be asked, why did she call the first increase in the favorability of the target character in this mission the first step of the Great Wall, isn't this cursing her for the next difficulty.

All kinds of thoughts passed by, Shu Ange finally felt a little comforted, her previous efforts were still effective, and her favorability would move, which meant that Xuanjing was not an ignorant person.

No matter how cold his face is, his favorability can't deceive people.

The frog jumped from one lotus leaf to another, but because of its unstable shape, it fell into the water and splashed a ripple.

Shu Ange's brows furrowed, and he suddenly found that the window of Xuanjing's residence was closed.

If I remember correctly, the window was obviously open before, and after a thought, Shu Ange took a deep look at the other house standing quietly in the lotus pond, and turned to leave.

If he has no window in his heart, why should he close it?

If he has a window in his heart, even if it is closed, as long as the window is there, there will always be a day when it will be opened.

Bamboo shakes the clear shadow cover the window, two or two birds noise sunset, Xuanjing will read a volume of Buddhist scriptures, when you raise your head, the light and shadow of dusk are sprinkled on the window lattice, and the frogs outside the window are chirping.

When he opened the window again, the small bridge was still flowing, but the people were long gone.

The sunset sinks into the water like a picture, the sunset is splendid, the lotus leaves are green, and the sound of cicadas and frogs is mixed together.

The next person sent vegetarian food, and when Xuanjing used fasting, the dignified and bright smile suddenly flashed in the porridge.

He was suddenly shocked in his heart, and knocked over the white porridge by mistake, alarming the little novice who came to deliver the meal.

The little novice with a tender face almost said with tears in his eyes: "Master, if it has been hot, the little monk will clean it up and bring the fasting meal over." ”

"The poor monk can clean up by himself."

The Xuanjing Heart Demon was born, and it was chaotic, and he bent down to put away the broken white porcelain bowl, and Xiao Shami panicked to clean up the white porridge on the ground.

In the imperial study, Shu Ange, who was reviewing the folds, suddenly slammed the red pen on the table.