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"Bang!" a staff struck the back of the Golden Tripod Monk. His body swayed in the water, but he was unharmed—unhurt, his heart in mourning.

A strong aura of sorrow broke into the spiritual platform unstoppably, making his chest uncontrollably sore, almost bursting into tears, but he didn't understand why he was mourning, why was he sad?

The empty and complete Zen mind suddenly appeared a trace of gaps, pointing directly to the nature.

Around him, more than 20 figures like incarnations outside his body flew around, constantly waving his staff to besiege him.

It seems destined to be a battle without any hope of victory, because the opponent is his own shadow.

As long as I am, the shadow is there. But who can destroy the self?

"Bang!" his calf was swept by the staff again, his body staggered slightly, and there was a nameless anger on the spiritual platform, and he couldn't help but reveal a wave of anger from his eyes.

Just when Diao Xiaosi, who was standing on the other side of the pool and watching the fire, thought that this thief was about to lose his Zen heart and reveal his flaws, he saw him suddenly throw away the Buddha bowl and staff, regardless of the shadow of the staff in the sky, and slowly sat down in the pool with his hands folded. "Bang Bang Bang Bang ......" A series of magic staff struck the head and body of the Jinding Divine Monk, and his body shook violently, slowly sinking into the water until it was not topped.

"Whew-" All the reflections sank into the lotus pond like shadows, re-transforming into illusory shadows, besieging from all directions.

The Jinding monk closed his eyes as if he didn't realize it, sat cross-legged at the bottom of the mud, and his lips moved slightly to recite the scriptures silently: "Unprovoked knowledge, seek Bodhi." As soon as the feelings are realized, the more the past is lost, and the self-consciousness of the source body is in vain. If you don't enter the patriarch's room, you will be at a loss. ”

After reciting a scripture, the Zen heart is accommodating and the spiritual platform is gone, and when you open your eyes again, the water is rippling, where does the phantom demon come from?

He spat out a mouthful of blood stasis that had accumulated in his throat, and the blood gradually stained the clear pool water, floating in the water like bright ribbons.

After a while, he stood up from the bottom of the pond and saw that the lotus flowers in the pond were competing for beauty.

Diao Xiaosi stood in front of the bamboo forest by the lotus pond, sighed and said, "Niang Xipi, I seem to have helped you again." ”

The Jinding Divine Monk looked calm, and casually took the Buddha bowl and staff that he had just dropped, as if these two Buddha treasures would never be three feet away from his body.

"Good array!" he exhaled lightly and said, "Such a magic array is completely impossible to build with just the skill attainments of Qimen Dunjia, and your comprehension of the Great Dao can be seen." If you are given another ten years of work, it is very likely that you will step into the realm of Dao Heaven, and your future achievements will be limitless. It's a pity that you don't have that opportunity anymore. ”

Diao Xiaosi pouted and said, "Don't think that if you pat Lao Tzu with two sycophants, Lao Tzu will raise his noble hand." I said Lin Ergouzi, you climbed up quickly after taking a bath, and wasted Lao Tzu's precious light by soaking in the water and grinding and grinding. ”

"Lin Ergouzi?!" The Jinding Divine Monk seemed to have been forced into his mouth with a rotten egg, and it was the kind that had not been peeled off even after the eggshell.

His Zen mind has reached the realm of great perfection, everything is empty, and of course he doesn't care too much about other people's nicknames. It's just that I don't know what to do, but the name "Lin Ergouzi" came out so affectionately and so familiarly from Diao Xiaosi's mouth, which still made him feel a little impulsive to vomit.

At this time, the lotus flowers in the pond are in full bloom, and the lotus leaf fields are covered with the pool, and the reflection in the pond is no longer visible.

The Jinding monk stepped on the lotus leaves, carefully avoiding the blooming lotus flowers, and walked towards the bamboo forest opposite.

There were three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and Diao Xiaosi stood next to the peach blossoms. The peach blossoms on the human face are red, and the little four is still smiling in the spring breeze.

The rain is still falling, moistening the fragrant peach blossoms of the secluded bamboo, but it does not touch the clothes of the two.

There is no need to explain that the Jinding Divine Monk's clothes are not wet, and Diao Xiaosi is because he has held up the lawless umbrella again.

He hid under an umbrella and said, "Welcome to the last stop of this trip, the Forest of Sins." Allow me to give a brief introduction to the Forest of Sins......"

"No, I don't. The Jin Ding Divine Monk's voice was slow, and he seemed to have completely recovered from Fang Cai's Lingtai blow.

He went straight to the peach blossoms, looked at the pink and white petals for a long time, and felt a little distracted.

Diao Xiaosi honestly stood three feet away and didn't act rashly, who knows if this old thief is really distracted, or if he deliberately sells a flaw and waits for him to fall into the net?

"It's a beautiful flower, and there is a nursery in the back garden of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Ci'en Temple, and there are many peach trees like this. The eyes of the Jinding monk slowly moved from the petals, looked at the quiet and silent bamboo forest, and said indifferently: "There is no time in the mountains, and when I see the peach blossoms blooming every year, I know that I have passed another year." ”

After saying that, his feet stepped on the soft dirt and stepped into the bamboo forest in the slanting wind and drizzle.

"Whew-" Silent and silent, the peach blossoms full of branches behind him were still blooming brilliantly and enchantingly just now, and they withered and fell from the branches, and were scattered on the lotus pond by the wind.

Walking alone in the secluded grate, the empty green wet clothes.

The robes of the Jinding monk were dry, as if they had just been roasted over fire, but the air around them was filled with a thick mist, and the soles of his bare feet stepped on a thick layer of bamboo leaves, and the soft sound of salsa echoed in the bamboo forest, making it seem more and more quiet and empty.

The bamboo forest should not be very large, it looks like a corner of the garden. However, he walked alone in the forest for a long time, and could not find a path out of the forest.

In fact, there is no road in the forest, just because no one has ever walked it, and there is no road.

The Jinding monk is not in a hurry, he is like a tourist who forgets his love in the mountains and rivers, slowly wandering among the secluded bamboos, admiring every raindrop on the bamboo leaves, every green grass growing under his feet, and sporadically opening the small white flowers that are shyly and smiling.

With such a view, even if you walk in the forest for a day, a month, a year, or a lifetime, why not?

The Forest of Sin may be a killing array that others cannot get out of in a lifetime, but for the Jinding Divine Monk, there has never been a little risk.

He is confident that everything he has done in his life has a clear conscience, and nothing can be told to God, so where does the sins and bad karma come from?

Suddenly, in the silence, the Jinding monk vaguely heard a human voice in front of him. He slowed his pace and walked towards where the sound had come from. In the smoke and rain, a young nun wearing a silk robe stood in front of the bamboo with her back to her, and a young monk in a monk's robe behind her.

The Jinding Divine Monk quietly stopped, looking at a monk and a nun from a distance, and it sounded as if the two were arguing.

The young monk frowned as if he was embarrassed, and asked in a muffled voice, "Who else knows about this matter?"

The young nun shrugged her shoulders and sobbed softly, "How can I tell others such a shameful thing?"

The young monk's expression softened slightly, and he said, "That's good, I'll go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion tomorrow to find a prescription, no matter what, you can beat the child in your belly first." ”

The young nun's petite body trembled slightly, and she exclaimed, "No, you can't ask me to do this!"

The young monk said with a slight anger: "Your belly will soon grow bigger, how can this matter be hidden? When the time comes, you and I will be severely punished by the temple rules, and we may not be able to see the light of day again for the rest of our lives!"

The young nun said, "Even so, I will give birth to this child." He is, our blood...... Senior brother, while no one knows about the matter yet, would it be okay for you to leave the monastery with me? Although our cultivation cannot be compared with that of the elders in the monastery, it is not a problem to go down the mountain to make a living. Even if it's coarse tea and light rice, I'm willing. ”

The young monk tried his best to suppress his anger, shook his head, and said, "I have told you many times that I will not return to the world. I have made up my mind to dedicate myself to the Buddha and to bring all living beings to the Buddha in the future. ”

"Then why do you want to be good with me?!" The young woman turned around suddenly, her beautiful and pale face was full of tears, and she said excitedly: "Lin Ergou, you have betrayed the Buddha a long time ago if you broke the color precept, and you have to deceive yourself again?!"

The young monk's face suddenly turned red, and he said in a deep voice: "You actually have the face to say that I was just thirteen years old, and you deliberately approached me and seduced me...... No matter who is right or wrong, I don't want to deal with you anymore. Beat the child, and we will have nothing to do with it from now on!"

"Lin Ergou, you wolf-hearted thing! Where did I come from to seduce you? If it weren't for the fact that you were young and thin at that time, and were often bullied by the senior brothers in the temple, I, I ...... it."

The young nun gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, let's break it off." I'll go back to the temple and ask the master to beg her ......."

"You dare!" the young monk snapped, "Unless you do what I say, you don't want to leave today!"

The young nun raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and said with a sad smile: "You don't want to force me to take the child, you will kill me if you have a kind." Otherwise, I will definitely go back to the temple to find the master!"

The young monk stared at the young female nun in a daze, and said in a soft tone: "Senior sister, can you give me two more days?"

The young nun shook her head and said, "I've given you too much time, this time...... I'm not going to be stupid again. ”

Tears slowly oozed from the young monk's eyes, and he held his head in his hands in distress and indignation, and said, "Why do you have to force me?"

The young nun's face was full of unbearable color, and she approached the young monk and said softly, "Senior brother, let's get out of here." I—I don't want my child to be born without ......."

Before she could finish her words, she heard the young monk shout, "No—" and slammed her fists into the young nun's chest.

The young nun's face was full of consternation, her body shook and slowly softened, and she tried her best to raise her hand and point at the young monk: "You, what are you for...... So ruthless?!" A mouthful of red blood spurted out the jade incense, and even death, a pair of eyes still stared at the young monk in disbelief.

The young monk stared at his two fists dumbfoundedly, as if he could not believe that he had just killed someone with his own hands, and that he had killed a young woman with whom he was skin-to-skin and even pregnant with a child.

His soul seemed to be sucked out of his body at once, and he cried uncontrollably loudly with his hands over his face, crouching down in front of the corpse of the young nun, and large tears flowed down his fingers......