"When two people are together, isn't it just about accepting each other's shortcomings?"

"It's like that with lovers, and it's like with friends."

"Even if the other party has many advantages, but can't accept his shortcomings, they can't go on together."

"And I, I should be able to accept Brother Su Yang's shortcomings."

Tong Tong thought about it seriously and spoke.

"Accept each other's shortcomings..."

Jingwei froze in place, his eyes flashed with memory, he didn't know what he thought, and he didn't speak for a long time.

After a long while, Jingwei came back to his senses and looked at Tong Tong with a complicated expression: "Is this also what your mother told you?" ”

"It's not."

"I came up with this sentence on my own."

Tong Tong smiled, just took Zhao Gongdao and Su Yang's dirty clothes, fetched a basin of water, and sat in the 'yard' scrubbing it.

"You're wise."

Facing Tong Tong, Jingwei was rarely quiet, no longer shouting, even his eyes became soft, and he spoke softly.

Tong Tong didn't look up, just smiled: "I'm just a stupid ordinary person." ”

"Maybe."

Jingwei didn't continue to talk about this topic, but looked at the two sleeping people in the room by the moonlight, not knowing what he was thinking.

Tong Tong ran out in the night after washing his clothes.

Next.

Early morning.

Su Yang was still asleep when he heard the noise in the courtyard.

He frowned subconsciously, got up a little tiredly, and looked out the window.

Trucks and excavators enter the site.

Dozens of workers were busy in the yard, collecting the broken stones and shoveling away the floor tiles.

The efficiency of the entire team is extremely fast.

There are even blessed ones among them.

Dozens of pounds of stones, without a machine, the middle-aged man picked it up with one hand and threw it on the truck.

"They..."

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Gongdao also woke up, looked out the window, and asked with interest.

"I'm cleaning the room."

Su Yang spoke lightly and fell back on the bed.

Zhao Gongdao looked at it for a moment, and finally spoke: "I didn't expect that your status in the mortal world is quite high, in our era, to mobilize so many manpower and material resources, at least you have to be a prince." ”

"So, did you take your medicine in the morning?"

Su Yang tilted his head slightly, looked at Zhao Gongdao, and asked with a smile.

Zhao Gongdao resolutely shut up, and also fell back to the bed, closed his eyes tightly, and said nothing.

Taibai looked at them from afar, and a faint smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

Quiet returned to the ward.

And Su Yang sat up again at some point, looking at the corner of the courtyard, a brand-new... The rocking chair of the same style is slightly distracted.

……

"I am a Buddha with compassion, and I should purify all evils in the world."

"If you put down the butcher's knife, you can become a Buddha on the spot."

"What's more, you are just controlled by the desires in your heart."

"Put down the knife in your heart, you... That is, the Buddha. ”

The monk looked at the dozens of blessed people below with dull eyes, like the walking dead, and smiled and spoke.

His voice is soft, but it can be heard clearly everywhere.

"Put down the sword and become a Buddha..."

"Buddhahood..."

The men were unconsciously whispering.

"That's right."

"To become a Buddha is to save the world and to save yourself."

"Buddha, omnipotent."

"Where the light of the Buddha shines, it is the land of the Buddha."

"Where the Buddha's voice is sung, all believers are there."

"Buddha is glorious, majestic, and admired by the world."

"Just listen with your heart... You will find that the Buddha is already in our hearts. ”

The monk's words were full of demagogy.

The eyes of these blessed people gradually glowed, and they knelt on the ground, muttering something in their mouths.

After a long time.

Wisps of golden light spread from the crowd.

The light is so soft.

"Buddha!"

"I saw the Buddha!"

"I heard the sound of the Buddha!"

One after another, people opened their eyes and shouted excitedly.

"The Buddha is gentle, like a warm spring breeze."

"The Buddha is sensual, praying for the blessings of the world."

"Making a lot of noise damages the reputation of the Buddha."

The monk frowned slightly and spoke lightly.

"Amitabha."

"Amitabha."

One by one, the blessed ones woke up, folded their hands, and saluted the monks.

The monk smiled and nodded slightly.

"Today, the little monk should shave your ordination for you and enter my Buddha's door."

As the words fell, the monk waved his hand slightly.

The Buddha's light is magnificent, enveloping everyone in it.

When the light of the Buddha dissipated, everyone present had already become bald.

"From now on, you should be the novice of Lingshan."

"One day, you will become a Buddha."

The monk smiled.

The eyes of everyone below became hot, and although the anger dissipated, the greed was infinitely growing.

Right now.

Suddenly there was a sound of shackles in the distance.

The monk's smile gradually faded, frowning slightly, and looking into the distance.

A middle-aged man with shackled feet and a thin yellow face was looking at him from afar at the moment.

"Amitabha."

"You first comprehend the Dharma on your own."

The monk watched as everyone spoke softly, and then walked into the distance.

"Who are you?"

When the monk approached middle age, the middle man fell into deep thought, stared at the monk, and after a long time, he spoke softly.

The monk was surprised: "Your memory has not been restored?" ”

"Hmm."

"I forgot a lot."

The middle-aged man didn't hide it, so he nodded generously.

The monk smiled: "I didn't expect you to have this day today." ”

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man ignored the monk's taunt and asked seriously again.

"Me?"

"I'm your friend, buddy."

"We don't talk about anything."

The monk barely hesitated, looked at the middle-aged man, and said very sincerely.

The middle-aged brow furrowed.

"I don't believe it."

"My gut tells me I hate you."

"It's not just that I hate you, but I want to kill you."

"For this obsession, the first thing I did when I woke up was to look for you."

After a while, the middle-aged man shook his head slightly, looked at the monk in a very calm tone, and spoke softly.

The monk sighed and shook his head: "After so many years, do you still have such a great obsession with me?" ”

"Something..."

"It's already gone."

"It's better to let go, reconcile with the world, and reconcile with yourself."

The monk's voice was very soft.

There was a faint trace of soul power in the air.

But the middle-aged man's expression still didn't change at all, just looked at the monk lightly.

"No..."

"I still want to kill you."

"If you don't die, I'll be tormented."

"So, can I kill you?"

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, and a trace of murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

The majestic power of the fairy spirit spread through the air, destroying several small trees around it.

Dust and smoke are everywhere.

completely obscured the figures of the two.