Phantom Wu was stunned for a moment, not noticing the weeping bell. The palm of her hand suddenly emptied, and she was shocked to realize that the weeping bell shook her off and ran towards the Feeling Spirit Tower.

"Weeping bell!" Phantom Wu looked at the figure without hesitation, and his heart was suddenly hollowed out, "Come back!"

She wanted to chase after her and hold the bell, but after only taking a few steps, she stumbled and fell directly to the ground, and the red figure had completely melted into the fire.

The sound of "click......" wood breaking exploded in my ears, and the keel of the spiritual pagoda was burned off, and it was broken in half directly from the middle, just a snap of my fingers, and the pagoda that was still shining in front of me just now had scattered and collapsed at this moment, only the fireworks were still burning, and the pillar of fire went straight into the night sky.

A golden bell that was burned black and damaged rolled into front of the Phantom Wu's eyes, making a string of "bells" ringing, and a voice that did not know the man or woman was entangled in the wind: "Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, should be ......observed as such."

"Ah Wu, wake up!" Phantom opened his eyes, like a drowning man, straightened up and gasped for breath.

"Have a nightmare?" Chang Jue sat on the edge of the couch, looking at himself worriedly.

Phantom turned his head suddenly, in front of him was a frugal meditation room, and under him was a bed with a cold and hard texture, was it a dream?

"How am I ...... In the room?" she rubbed her eyebrows as if she was muttering to herself, she remembered that she had gone out last night.

"I brought you back. "Long way.

Phantom looked up at him with an inquiring look in his eyes. "When I found you, I saw you sleeping on the grass in front of the Spirit Tower, so I brought you back. ”

"Am I asleep?" said Phantom Wu, a little incredulous.

"I followed you when I saw you out of the room, you first stopped in front of the Spirit Tower for a long time, I didn't want to disturb you, so I watched from afar. Chang Jue looked at the phantom and obviously felt that something had happened, so he began to recall the details of last night: "Then I was in a trance for a moment, the feeling was very strange, and I couldn't tell, and when I came back to my senses, I saw you fall to the ground." ”

"I was startled and hurried over to see you, only to find that you were all right, that is, asleep, so I carried you back to the room. And then it's here until you wake up. ”

There's no need to lie to yourself, but ...... Were those dreams last night?

But in the burning flames, I was so close that I could even feel the heat wave coming towards my face. Phantom got out of bed and ran out of the house without looking back.

The day has broken, and the Spiritual Pagoda is shining gently and moistly in the morning sun. Phantom Wu ran until the bottom of the tower before stopping, hunched over and gasping for air with her hands on her knees.

The Feeling Spirit Tower is so good that there is no trace of burning at all.

Phantom Wu breathed a sigh of relief, but he still couldn't bear the doubts in his heart, and approached the cyan brick wall and put his hand on it.

The slightly cool touch of the masonry and the delicate patterns on the reliefs climbed up her senses in the palm of her hand. All of this is telling Phantom that everything in front of her is real.

"Ah Wu, what happened?" Chang Jue had been following her all the time, and seeing her look so confused, he couldn't help but ask.

"Can you tell me?" Chang Jue slowed his voice and said again.

Phantom Wu looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes deeper than the best ink in the world, but glowing with a light that could wash away any darkness. The creator god must have given him all the "most" in heaven and earth without hesitation, right?

Phantom Wu had such an idea for a long time, but whenever he traced this face carefully, this thought would instantly come to mind.

Lang Yan is unique, and there is no other in the world.

Has he changed? Of course, Phantom had no doubts. He is no longer the weak and helpless boy on the street at the beginning, he has grown up so dazzling, so dazzling that Phantom Wu can't bear to take his eyes off, even if he will be burned to tears by this dazzling light.

Hasn't he changed? Different questions, Phantom Wu gave the same answer. Looked at by those consistent eyes, Phantom Wu was very sure that he had never changed.

Simplicity, kindness, courage, perseverance...... What else?

and the deep affection in the black eyes that are so thick that they have never changed. Before, she couldn't see or understand, but now she looked at the shadow in those eyes, and felt the love so clearly for the first time.

She didn't run away, and let herself sink in the bright spring that belonged to her.

And the person who has this spring color is asking himself so carefully at this moment, and it can even be said that it is a little humble.

Phantom Wu's nasal cavity is sour, how can she bear to refuse this person? I'm afraid that she will also be burned with countless wounds to punish her hard-hearted heart.

She told Changjue about the strange scene she had seen in her trance yesterday, including everything she had seen here last night. After saying that, she exhaled deeply, and seemed not as tired and nervous as before.

"Ah Wu. Phantom Wu raised his eyes, only to see the soft smile in the eyes of the person in front of him, "I'm very happy." ”

"What?"

"You didn't turn me down, I'm very happy. Don't be afraid, Ah Wu, no matter what happens, I believe in you, I am by your side. What Chang Jue said was really what he wanted to say the most, and in front of her, he didn't hide it.

Phantom Wu also smiled, no matter how much happened, he was still like this, never doubting and never flinching.

"Bell Bell Bell ......" The morning breeze is gentle, and the bell sound is as soft and pleasant as a child's most tender finger gently plucking the strings.

With a "squeak", the tower door opened again, and a red figure jumped out like a swallow.

The little pink face of the weeping bell seemed to be dyed with peach blossom juice, and her big eyes were as clear as a young deer, and she walked towards her happily when she saw the phantom.

The little red body overlapped with the tall girl's figure last night, and Phantom Subconsciously took a half step back.

"Phantom!" Weeping Ling threw herself into Phantom's arms in the same position as she threw herself into Dust's arms, her arms wrapped around her waist, and she raised a small face and shouted her name.

The bold little flower demon in the valley of dreams will also be so close to him, and Phantom Wu is no stranger to such actions, which is a manifestation of a child's complete dependence and love for a person.

But weeping bell is not familiar with herself, right? Perhaps, she likes to be close to people and has an unguarded temperament. Phantom Wu looked at her clear eyes and thought.

Weeping Ling let go of her waist and took her hand directly: "I'm so hungry, let's go to the market to eat morning food!"

"Huh?" Phantom Wu couldn't react.

"Tell you secretly, the morning food in this temple has no taste at all, it's not delicious!" Weeling wrinkled her nose, but she also knew that she was saying bad things, and her voice was very low, "I haven't been to town for a long time, there is a soup cake that is very delicious, I'll take you there!" Weeling grabbed Changjue's hand with her other hand, "You go too!"

Phantom Wu and Changjue were led out by the weeping bell left and right. The sound of chanting came from the temple, the calm tone without a trace of emotion, as dull as if a bronze bell was ringing in an ancient well, echoing the earthly vanity that overlapped on top of each other.

Presumably the monks were doing their morning lessons. I don't know where they all went yesterday, but she didn't meet any of them except the dust.

Chang Jue glanced back at the main hall, and his face was also puzzled.

Regardless of what the two of them were thinking, he pulled them out of the Temple of Mercy and went straight to the town.

I didn't expect the market in the town to open so early, and in addition to the morning food, all kinds of goods were also brought in for sale.

Deep-fried crispy glutinous rice dumplings, steaming steamed cakes, and golden spring dishes...... There are also a lot of pastries that have never been seen before, all of which exude the deadliest attraction to hungry diners.

Weeping Ling really led them to a simple soup cake shop, and while beckoning the store to serve soup cakes, he talked to them endlessly about the characteristics of this shop and the signboard of that store.

Phantom Wu looked at the weeping bell's red face with excitement, with a look of satisfaction and excitement, and was surging with incomparably hot vitality.

It's like the girl last night. The girl's bell was also very hot, but the heat was full of sorrow.

The soup cake is bubbling with white gas, and the faces hidden behind the white gas are so ethereal, like a dream.

"Like a dream bubble, like dew and like electricity. Phantom Wu muttered unconsciously.

"Diamond Sutra!" Weeping Ling ate the soup cake contentedly, and blurted out when he heard Phantom Wu recite a sentence.

"Has Ah Ling heard this Buddhist verse?"

"I've heard it, those dull little novices in the temple always read it!" Hanging Ling shook his head, pretending to be very old, and recited: "'Everything has a law, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, should be viewed as such', those little novices have a good memory as I do, I will memorize it after listening to it twice!"

It was the four Buddha verses that I heard in a trance last night, and Phantom Wu looked at the proud look of the weeping bell, and couldn't help but bend his lips and smile: "Ah Ling is so smart, do you know the meaning of this Buddha's verse?"

Weeping Ling pouted slightly, as if she was a little difficult, but she didn't want to lose face, she raised her head and said: "These Buddhist scriptures that go around the old and go around, don't they all say that this is also empty and that is empty? It's a dream and a shadow, so it must be that everything is empty!"

Lian Chang Jue was amused by the weeping bell, and Phantom Wu quipped: "It must be so, and only a smart girl like Ah Ling can have such a wise root." ”

"I'm not uncommon with Huigen or something!" Weeling looked indifferent, and seemed to have disdain.

"Why do you say that?"

Weeping Ling pouted: "It is said that the roots of wisdom are deep, and they have a relationship with the Buddha or something, it is all a gimmick for Acharya to trick those ignorant children into escaping into the empty door." ”

Phantom Wu felt that the weeping bell, who was still in high spirits just now, was suddenly a little depressed, and seemed to be very resistant to the words "Buddha Yuan" and the like.

She glanced up at Chang Jue, and the other party frowned slightly and nodded at her.

Chang Jue is in line with his own thoughts, and the spirit born in the pure land of Buddhism can be said to be the deepest charm of Buddhism's cleansing teachings. Therefore, the weeping bell is very smart, and he can remember it by listening to people reciting the scriptures, and although his understanding of the Dharma is relatively rough, to a certain extent, it is also thorough.

If the Master can explain it a little, I think the bell will also be classified as a person with "Huigen". But the dust is so familiar with her, doesn't she teach a thing or two?