After the autumn rains, the sun half-obscured and half-ashamed revealed its true face from the clouds. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The autumn of Jiangcheng is far more lonely and cold than other places, the autumn is solemn, the grass is declining and the leaves are falling, so such a rare sunny weather also makes the people of Jiangcheng particularly cherish.

Song Qiu is not from Jiangcheng, but this does not prevent him from enjoying the comfortable weather.

He found a chair from the Internet café where he could lie down and moved it outside the Internet café.

Lying on his back on the chair, basking in the warm sunshine, Song Qiu stretched out with his eyes closed, and shouted beautifully: "Cool!"

Monk Daozhen also followed Song Qiu's example, moved a chair, and lay on it.

The two lay side by side.

One head has short black hair, and the other head has a smooth and translucent bald head.

Song Qiu closed his eyes and let the sunlight shine on his body, warm and warm, not to mention how comfortable.

Monk Daozhen was the opposite, he opened his eyes wide and quietly looked at the blue and clear sky in a daze.

They lay side by side in a narrow and clean alley, which has been laid out in a blindfolded way, and ordinary people passing by here will never be seen, in the words of Tai Bai Xing, that is, "only those who are destined to see it".

Monk Daozhen said coldly: "The flute you played that day was very good, I like it very much. ”

Song Qiu opened his eyes, looked over in surprise, and asked, "Hey, you were also at the Jiangcheng Grand Theater that day?"

Monk Daozhen smiled and said, "I like these things more, and I usually go to these performances when I have time." ”

There was an indescribable meaning in the monk's eyes, which was nostalgia or remembrance.

Song Qiu had already looked away, not seeing the emotion in the eyes of Monk Daozhen, and said with emotion: "Speaking of which, Master Daozhen, you are really powerful, you haven't survived the Heavenly Tribulation and cultivated to become a Buddha, but you can already be on a par with Wude Xingjun." ”

Monk Daozhen said calmly: "Combat effectiveness does not represent cultivation, and whether you become a Buddha or not, it is just a line, your Buddhahood does not mean that your Dharma is profound, no one can reach it, you have not become a Buddha, if your heart is to the Buddha, non-Buddha is also a Buddha." What's more, I have vowed that I will never become a Buddha in this life. ”

Song Qiu shook his head, always feeling that this sentence was familiar, but he couldn't remember it, and smacked his tongue and said: "Aren't all monks bent on seeking Buddha, why don't you want to be a true master? Your realm is too profound, it seems that I can't understand it." ”

"By the way, Master Daozhen, if you haven't become a Buddha, you should be regarded as a Buddha cultivator, I happened to meet three immortal cultivators today, why did you directly mingle with this group of immortals before you became a Buddha, and those immortal cultivators from the outside world don't seem to know that there is such a place?" Song Qiu asked suspiciously.

Monk Daozhen smiled and said: "Immortal cultivators and Buddha cultivators are all monks, and since ancient times, monks have had two paths. One is to enter the mortal sect, which is for casual cultivation, and the other is to worship directly under the immortal Buddha, which is called true cultivation. The two paths lead to the same goal, and there is no difference in identity. It's just that true cultivators have a much faster cultivation level than ordinary mortal sects because the vision cultivation of the master is beyond that of ordinary mortal sects. Especially in the past 100 years, due to environmental pollution, the practice of casual cultivation has encountered many difficulties, the progress has been much slower, and the number of people has been much smaller than before. ”

Song Qiu slapped his face and suddenly realized: "I understand, this is the difference between state-owned enterprises and private enterprises." Your real cultivation is a state-owned enterprise, and there is a establishment, and their casual cultivation is a private enterprise, and there is no establishment. In recent years, because the social environment is not good and the economy is sluggish, the employees of private companies are not happy, they have not been able to make progress and promotion, and there are fewer and fewer people. As for the people of your state-owned enterprises, how can you not lose too much in drought and flood to ensure income, so the cultivation realm still maintains a very fast speed of improvement. That's what it means, right?"

Monk Daozhen was silent for a long time, and finally held his breath and said, "There is nothing wrong with you saying that......

Song Qiu asked curiously, "Speaking of monks, are the demons and monsters we often talk about really the natural enemies of human beings?"

Monk Daozhen shook his head and said, "Demons, ghosts, and monsters are all the same as people, there are good and evil. Just because he's a monster or a ghost can't be classified as an enemy. As for the magic ......"

"Where there are any demons, they are all changed by people. Monk Daozhen looked at the white clouds floating overhead and said calmly.

"More than 100 years ago, it was a time of war, the bones were everywhere, and the people were struggling to survive. There is a domestic earth dog there in the northern plains, who accidentally got the Tao and cultivated into a demon. After becoming a demon, it did not hide in the deep mountains and old forests to cultivate like its kind, but still pretended to be an ordinary dog and accompanied its owner. The master was just a commoner's child, and he naturally encountered many dangers in that famine year, but they were all secretly resolved by that dog demon. Until one time, a group of foreign soldiers ran into them, as you know, at that time, the Chinese people were lowly in life, and the group of foreign soldiers were also drunk, and in their excitement, they wanted to shoot the master casually. As a result, at the critical moment, the dog demon took care of hiding his identity, turned into a monster directly, and bit the group of foreign soldiers to death. Speaking of which, it's actually a touching story, the owner and the dog are partners who have played together since childhood, and it stands to reason that even if they can't live together anymore, they should each cherish each other and separate, right?"

"And guess what? The master actually stabilized the dog, and secretly found an opportunity to expose the matter to a group of foreign monks of the church, just to covet the reward of a silver dollar for the whistleblowing. ”

"What happened later?" Song Qiu couldn't help but ask.

"Later, what will happen later?" Monk Daozhen closed his eyes and recalled the scene at that time, and said, "When I met that dog demon, it was already dying and could not be saved. There was a big cut in his stomach, and he was still bleeding, and when he was about to die, he still thought that his master would come back to him at the end, and come back to see him, and in his heart, there was no remorse or resentment. ”

"These things are also what I saw after I used the Great Samsara Gong to transform its soul. That master, in my eyes, is a demon. "The way the monk Daozhen speaks is the same as that of a person who has not yet become a monk, and he never calls himself a poor monk, and after Song Qiu has endured for a long time, it is not strange.

"It turns out that youkai are also emotional. Song Qiu sighed: "But more than a hundred years is too far away, can you say that the time is closer, after the founding of the People's Republic of China?"

Monk Daozhen smiled and said: "Don't harm me, after the founding of the country, monsters are not allowed to become essences!"

Perhaps it was because of the words, the monk Daozhen continued to sigh: "It's not just a monster, everything in the world, except for demons, who can have no feelings? It was the fight that jumped out of the crack in the stone to defeat the Buddha Sun Dasheng, and after watching "Journey to the West" that year, he also hid in a secluded place and secretly cried all night. ”

"I don't know if there is such a person as Zixia Fairy, but I know that in Sun Dasheng's heart, there must be such a person and such a relationship that cannot be abandoned but does not want to be remembered. ”

"In the heart of every unfortunate person, there is a Zixia Fairy, but no one can find the Moonlight Treasure Box. You regret it, but you can only remember it forever, and you are sad, but you can never forget it. The place that can't be returned, the ending that can't be changed, can only become the past forever. After Monk Daozhen finished speaking, he quietly looked at the sky, and in that look was a desolate pathos that Song Qiu had never seen.

Song Qiu, who had always been poor-mouthed, was also silent at this time, and he could see that in the heart of Monk Daozhen, there must also be a Zixia, a beautiful fairy who can never be forgotten.

"Love is TM's bastard. ”

A high-pitched shout came from the eaves high up in the alley.

The voice is mature and a little hoarse, seductive, and you don't need to see people to know that she should be a beautiful woman.

Song Qiu was taken aback: "Who is that person?"

"A man who is also trapped by love. Monk Daozhen said lightly.