The thin middle-aged man kowtowed firmly in front of his daughter, but what he begged was that his daughter could beg the rich man to buy her like himself.

It was a strange thing, and the surprise in the eyes of everyone around me was palpable.

But there was no speech, no anger, no pity, because in the eyes of these people they were almost filled with helplessness.

Fathers in this world may not all be competent, but I believe that there will be no father who is willing to sell his daughter in exchange for a little material compensation.

Therefore, when such a thing happens, and there is no other emotion in people's eyes except helplessness, it means that this world has reached a certain point, and it can even be described as miserable.

The father trembled, but he still had to plead with his daughter, and when he raised his head, he was already full of tears and cried: "Girl, don't blame your father for being ruthless, blame only the way of the world, hey......"

Everything turned into a long sigh, lamenting the helplessness and hardship of this world.

He was indeed compelled to do so, because he had a long-ailing wife and a young child behind him, and if the family continued like this, they would all become starvation on the side of the road, and then they would only become food for the eagles in the sky.

But who knew that the maiden was unmoved by all the pleas she made to her father, as if all the words of the father were not addressed to her.

She just lowered her eyes, and kept tugging at the knots in her unkempt hair, as if trying to unclog them, and her hands never stopped from the beginning, and they grew faster and harder, even if they were pulled down along with the hair.

Seeing that the girl was not moved, the father had to turn to plead with the young man: "Kind son, you can do it, my girl can do any job, you can take her back to be a calling girl......

Speaking of this, the old father couldn't stop crying.

All the onlookers waited for Childe's answer, and at the same time cast a look of contempt and disgust at the girl.

Even if there have been too many hardships and even misery on the way to escape, they can also see at this moment that the father bought his daughter not only to have a way to survive for the remaining few people, but also to hope that his daughter can live, which may be the best of both worlds.

However, in the sharp eyes of everyone, the girl still looked at the stains on her hair, and her eyes were extremely indifferent.

At this time, the fox fur boy's eyes were rolling, and he looked at everyone's eyes with a smile, and then he slowly squatted down, looked at the girl seriously, and then faced the father again.

"It's really hard to do this!"

He sighed too, perhaps out of understanding, perhaps out of sympathy.

"But I think this bitter drama of selling women to survive should end here!"

As soon as he said this, countless people were stunned, and because he was rich, but also because of the two energetic guards with long swords behind him, no one dared to say anything, otherwise there would definitely be a mouthful of phlegm spit on his face.

"If it were me, even if I were to die, I would let my family die together, and I would not sell my daughter for an invisible way to live......"

"So...... You're not doing it for her or yourself...... It's your young son, because I've been watching your every move, and even when you're about to sell your daughter, you're still sweeping behind you from time to time, and the woman is probably holding your young son!

The young man's expression remained unchanged and his words were calm, but every word he said deeply trampled on his father's remaining dignity.

At that time, the inferiority of men to women was still the norm, and the preference for sons was much more serious than it is today.

However, when all this was clearly said and exposed, as a father, he was still disgraced and ashamed.

The father did not refute, nor did he raise his head, but fell to the ground, trembling.

The boy stood up again, shook off the mud from the fox's horns, and then looked up at the tide of people in front of him.

"Lu Wei, give them a few taels of silver, let's go......"

With that, he turned and walked towards the carriage in front of him, and did not look at his father and the maiden again.

At this time, the girl, who had been indifferent, suddenly looked at the young man's back and said, "I am willing to go with you, I can do anything...... Never look back for the rest of your life......"

The boy couldn't help but show a moved look when he heard the only word the girl had said from the beginning to the present.

He turned his head to look at the girl's dirty face and the determined gaze, and then nodded slowly.

The guard on the side got the young master's permission, walked over and helped the girl up, took out a silver ingot of ten taels from his arms, threw it to his father, and then led the girl to the carriage.

Who knows, the girl had just taken more than ten steps, but suddenly stopped again, turned around, and looked at her father and weak mother who were kneeling on the ground, and the young and ignorant brother.

She fell to her knees and kowtowed deeply to her family, and the moment she turned away, a bean-sized crystal teardrop slipped down in an instant.

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At dusk, a huge red sun fell on the top of the mountain, and the floating clouds were shallow, all of which had become crimson, like two red lips, opening their mouths to swallow the heavens and the earth.

The little monk sat behind Luo Bei, the first journey was the most difficult, and the second half of the journey was not known whether he was gradually getting used to it or getting closer and closer to the familiar temple, he actually recovered his spirit.

At this time, it was getting late, and he suddenly pointed to the front and shouted excitedly: "There, there is the Lotus Temple......

Luo Bei looked far away in the direction he said, and saw a small island in the middle of a blue lake, with rich woods, and white water birds flying by the lake from time to time.

In the center of the island, a tall straight tower emerges from the lush greenery of the trees, like a halberd in the sky.

It can be seen that the tower should have more than a dozen floors, and the outside is inlaid with glazed tiles, and the reflected light is very dazzling in the evening sun.

Kill was so happy that he shouted, "I'm finally home!"

The two jumped off their horses some distance from the lake, and in front of them was a meadow, and in the spring breeze, the grass was also sprouting.

Killing ran in front, the package behind him looked very heavy, swaying up and down badly, looking at his happy appearance, Luo Bei held the red coral, and couldn't help but be happy.

He found that emotions were actually a very contagious thing, and since he got to know Killing, he seemed to have become more easily happier.

Watching Kill run towards the lake, gradually turning into a small speck in the setting sun, Luo Bei hugged the red coral, and then let him go, letting it live like a wild horse freely.

Luobei has been with it for so long, and naturally knows that it would rather run around the mountains than be chained to the stable.

Kill ran to the lake, and saw that Luo Bei hadn't followed him, so he shouted his name and waved vigorously.

Luo Bei smiled and walked over.

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As far as the eye can see, it is a blue lake like a blue sky, and there is a thin layer of ice on the surface of the lake that has not yet melted, and the Lotus Temple is on a small island in the middle of the lake.

Luo Bei has always wondered why there are no real lotus flowers around the Lotus Temple, and there are not even a little withered lotus leaves, but now he suddenly realized after seeing the shape of the lake and the island.

From where he was standing, he could see that the inner and outer edges of the lake were meandering, forming the shape of a roughly lotus flower, and what surprised Luo Bei even more was that the small island on the opposite shore seemed to be the lotus platform in the middle of this huge lotus flower.

Standing in the distance, it looks like a huge lotus holding the lotus platform floating on the water, which reminds Luobei of the Bodhisattva statue sitting high in the temple, and there is often such a floating lotus under the body.

With the blue water of the lake holding the floating lotus flowers, and the lotus platform is a temple with morning bells and drums at dusk, it is hard to imagine whether the monks who built this temple were coincidental or deliberate.

Presumably, the incense here must be very vigorous.

Luo Bei stood in front of the pontoon bridge leading to the island, looking at everything in front of him, and unconsciously fascinated.

"It's so beautiful here!" Luo Bei couldn't help but sigh

The little monk smiled very brightly, and he was also a little proud.

"Master said that the ancestor who came here at the beginning of the tour had a great confusion in his heart and could not be relieved, until he saw this place and sat in meditation for a few days, but he actually had a karmic fire in his heart, and he realized the avenue, and spent his life building this temple for future generations to worship and worship incense, and now it has a history of hundreds of years!"

"You see, it's like a big lotus, that's how the name of the Lotus Temple came from!"

Luo Bei couldn't help but fantasize about the great monk who came here at the beginning, and what kind of ambition he had to build such a magnificent temple alone.

As the two spoke, they slowly crossed the lake from the pontoon, which had been built with wooden planks formed by huge iron cables, and stretched from one side of the lake to the island on the other side.

Luobei lowered his head and looked at the lake below, only to see that although the lake water was clear, it was also bottomless, and the surface of the calm lake was blown by the wind, and there were waves, and the water was sparkling and rippling away for a while.

Jumping off the pontoon bridge, a short distance forward is the stone steps that extend up to the invisible woods, and the mountains on both sides are gradually rising and rising are all kinds of trees, but most of them are pines and cypresses, which are evergreen and not withered all year round, and are very lush.

The ancient temple is on the island, between the green peaks and cypresses, which is full of deep and quiet meaning.

Luo Bei looked at the stairs in front of him, and saw the large and small ancient characters engraved on each staircase, all of which were Zen avenues.

Killing looked back at Luo Bei, and seemed to see the amazement in his eyes, so he looked down at the words on the stone steps, and read them out of his mouth.

"There is no terror, far from upside-down dreams, ...... nirvana"

"The relics are the emptiness of all laws, unborn and imperishable, unpolluted and impure......"

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-contemplation, when he walks deep in Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty......"

"If a bodhisattva has the appearance of self, the appearance of people, the appearance of sentient beings, and the appearance of a long-lived being, he is not a bodhisattva ......"

"Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, should be done like this......"

Although Luobei does not understand the mystery, he can also feel a deep sense of Zen in it.

Since the Tang Dynasty, after Buddhism was introduced to Middle-earth, there have been times when it shined, and there were also times when it was low and dark, and even now it has a history of hundreds of years, and the people of the world still praise and slander the Zen lineage.

If it weren't for the four major schools that stood up in the early years of the Great Song Dynasty, there was still an immeasurable valley lineage adhering to Buddhism and Zen Buddhism, and it would have been lonely and dilapidated.

"Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and it should be done as it is...... Luo Bei said to himself, and suddenly there was a feeling of being insignificant in his heart.

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