"Miss Qianqian, dare to ask what the bones on the side of the road are left?" Wang Lin lowered his head to eat, as if inadvertently asked.

In this age of famine, anything can happen, and nothing can be blamed from the highest point of morality. But Wang Lin was still a little uncomfortable in his heart, and he couldn't tell why, but it was a faint heartache, like a snowflake in summer, like a mountain fire in winter.

As soon as Wang Lin's words came out, Zuo Qianqian's hand stretched out to pick up the vegetables suddenly stopped, she slowly put down her chopsticks, and then sighed heavily. "Some of them are men, some are beasts. ”

A faint sadness was revealed with Zuo Qianqian's words, which made Wang Lin's face suddenly tangled and blamed himself in his heart, what to ask, knowing that the answer was still to ask clearly!

However, Wang Lin didn't speak, ate by himself, didn't look at Zuo Qianqian, and waited quietly for her next step. Wang Ling looked up at Zuo Qianqian, with a hint of unbearability in his eyes.

"In the early days, when some people were so hungry that they dug up the dead that they had sold in the field, they ate them. People knew who it was, but no one asked. Zuo Qianqian said with a sad face: "But from that time on, no matter which dead family is cremated on the spot." In the winter, if you don't pick up enough firewood, you'll be left with bones that haven't been burned. ”

Hearing Zuo Qianqian say this, Wang Lin and Wang Ling glanced at each other in unison, their eyes full of shock. I didn't expect that it would be such a situation, and it would be able to do such persistence, what a great merit and belief it is!

"Hey......" Wang Lin shook his head lightly and sighed, and then silently put down the dishes and chopsticks, he was no longer in the mood to eat.

"And those animal bones, they were all hunted by the village names, so they were directly roasted and eaten on the spot. Sometimes they give some to people who don't have labor at home, like me. Zuo Qianqian continued.

"Qianqian, wait a minute, didn't you say before that your parents left you a lot of things for you?" Wang Ling interrupted Zuo Qianqian's words.

Zuo Qianqian said before that his parents hid the food in order to give her hope of living, and she knew it alone. And now that she said this, she had to make Wang Ling puzzled and puzzled.

"I think they're so pitiful...... It's all distributed to them......" Zuo Qianqian rubbed the corners of her clothes with her hands, almost biting her lip.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked. Wang Ling immediately stood up and apologized. In order to leave her what her parents wanted to live, she gave it to others, and now she asks, how much sadness does she have to endure in her heart?

Wang Lin took a deep breath, he fought and walked outside. What Zuo Qianqian said just now made his heart extremely shocked, and he couldn't tell the pain.

Obviously, people have done such a difficult thing for that unwarranted virtue, but they still doubt others, which is really ironic.

"I'm still a disciple of Buddhism, what's the difference between this mind and worldly disgusting?" Wang Lin looked up at the sunset and said softly.

"The ......," someone cautiously poked his head out from the other side of the house, cautiously asking with hope, "Was it here before?"

Wang Lin put away his expression of self-reproach and turned around, and in front of him was a skinny middle-aged man. Unlike Deng Fangping's sturdiness, he was basically left with skin and bones. If it weren't for a pair of deeply sunken eyes with a dim yellow luster, Wang Lin would definitely not think that he was a living person.

"Yes, uncle. Wang Lin said softly: "Look, everything is under the wall, we have divided it, every family can come and get a copy, you can just take it away." ”

"How can this be, a thief without telling him. The little living Buddha is willing to share our food, which is already a great favor, how dare he take it without telling him. The middle-aged man said righteously.

It doesn't look like the words of a village farmer, but it is.

"These things are yours, I'm just returning them to their original owners, and they don't deserve to be living Buddhas. Wang Lin hurriedly waved his hand and refused: "But what kind of person was Mr. before, and he had such lofty thoughts?"

"Don't hide it from the little living Buddha, I, Ji Lian, used to be a teacher in this village. It's just that now my children don't have time to go to school, and I don't have the income to live. In order to support his family, he could only go out to find some wild vegetables or try his luck to hunt, which is why he came back so late......" Ji Lian smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Born in such troubled times, it is really bitter for a noble person like Mr. Wang Lin folded his hands and bowed respectfully.

"The world is like this, who can escape? That is, only people with the ability to protect themselves such as the little living Buddha can bring warmth to others. Ji Lian shook his head and sighed, and said in an envious tone.

"Isn't this the Buddha Domain? How could this be the case?" Wang Lin finally asked the question in his heart after a moment.

"Hey, it seems that the little living Buddha is not from this region. This is true, but the historical record has been different since a thousand years ago. It is said that the Buddha sect that maintained this heaven and earth disappeared mysteriously, and then everything changed. Ji Lian frowned and lamented: "Although there was a famine in the past, it was not as serious as this year, maybe we really created something evil, and we have to repay it with the misery of this life." ”

"How is it possible! People are born free, and debts and grudges will naturally entangle each other, and then slowly unravel. Where will there be heaven and earth punishment? Could it be that there are no high-ranking monks or Qing officials guarding this area?" Wang Lin asked suspiciously.

"Even good officials have died before, and now it is the world of those people. If the monk is a monk, there is one in the Chenggu Temple ten miles away from here, but it is difficult to protect itself. Ji Lian shook his head, his eyes full of loneliness.

"Those people?" Wang Lin said strangely.

"The little living Buddha has magical powers, you can ask the monks yourself. There are old mothers and children at home who are hungry, and I have to go back and cook for them. Ji Lian refused to talk to Wang Lin about those issues.

Wang Lin is not reluctant, it is now time for the sun to set, and if he doesn't go back, he won't be able to eat before dark.

"Mr. Ji, there is still a lot of meat here, please take an extra piece. Wang Lin picked up a piece of meat from the ground and handed it to Ji Lian.

"Little Living Buddha, one family, I have learned about it. There are still many people suffering in this world, so how can I take other people's things, and leave them to those who come after. Ji Lian just took a bag of rice, a piece of meat and a servant of vegetables and left.

His shadow was pulled wide in the rays of the setting sun. The black shadow dragged on the ground, like a murderous black knife, like a hideous dragon in the night.

"Wang Ling, you look at something, if someone comes, give it to them, I'll go out. After Wang Lin saw Ji Lian leave, he instructed the door. Then he walked slowly in the direction that Ji Lian pointed.

The temple is located in the southwest of this village and needs to pass through the entire village. Wang Lin walked to the depths of the village, and at the corner, a door to space suddenly opened, and Wang Lin stepped in.

On Jingyun Mountain in the southwest of the village, a small temple with an area of less than half a hundred stands quietly in the sunset, and the gate is dim with two big characters "Chenggu".

"I don't understand, let's go out and greet our guests. At the back of the temple were three small rooms, from which came an old voice with a hint of joy.

"Okay, master. A young voice then came from the same house, and the voice was playful and cute.

As soon as the words fell, a little monk came out of the room, and after looking left and right at the door, he went to the front hall. Passing through the lobby, he waited quietly in the small square in front of the door.

He never doubted his master's words, and when he said that if there are guests, there will be guests.

After a few breaths, a spatial door appeared silently in the square in front of the little monk, and then a young man in sky blue clothes stepped out of it.

Looking at his slightly melancholy eyes and kind face, the little monk who didn't understand was sure that this was the guest he was waiting for.

"Little master, are you waiting for someone?" After Wang Lin walked out of the space gate, he saw a little monk in a hundred clothes looking at him with a smile on his face, and asked strangely.

"The little monk doesn't understand, dare to ask the donor if he wants to go to this temple?" asked with a smile without blinking his big eyes.

"Hey, the little master is really powerful, he already knew that I was coming?" Wang Lin was shocked, he didn't expect that there would be such a strange little monk in this remote mountainous area.

"It's not me, where am I so powerful, it was the master who asked me to come out to meet you. The little monk didn't know how to stick out his tongue, and said embarrassedly.

"Then how did your master know that I was coming?" Wang Lin was confused, he came here by accident, no one should know his whereabouts.

"How do I know this, you can ask my master yourself. He muttered dissatisfied.

"Haha, that's right. Then there is a recommendation from Master Lao. Wang Lin smiled and saluted.

didn't know how to lead the way, Wang Lin followed behind. Passing through the lobby, Wang Lin and the others came to a room that they didn't know how to walk out.

"Disciple Wang Lin has seen the master. Wang Lin folded his hands and respectfully greeted an old monk sitting cross-legged on a mat in the room.

The old monk was also dressed in a hundred clothes, not a single piece of fabric on it was new, but it was extremely clean, as if it had just been washed. His head was bare-skinned, like an old pine tree standing there, and his eyebrows were whiter and more dazzling than snowflakes.

"Old man Jingci, little brother is not welcome. Recently, I have a feeling in my heart, knowing that there must be a distinguished guest, and today is especially strong, I didn't expect to really wait for a distinguished guest. The old monk's body was withered, but his voice was unusually loud.

His eyes were full of smiles when he spoke, as if Wang Lin's arrival made him extremely happy.