She took the Xiuxian cannon fodder script

This was Mo Yuheng's first calligraphy and painting life. The second was when he became a young lady from an aristocratic family and became childhood sweethearts with a boy who was born with a cinnabar mole.

The friendship they have grown up with since childhood, the elders' engagements, and the weddings are being held in full swing.

She combed her hair and put on a fiery red wedding dress to cover her hair.

She got on the sedan chair and arrived at the door of the young man's home.

It took a long time to wait for the other party's hand to welcome her into the house.

Feeling something was wrong, I heard someone outside sighing: "It's so pitiful, the lady is so pitiful."

"what happened?"

"Young Master, he actually went to the White Horse Peak Temple to become a monk during the wedding ceremony."

After hearing this, the girl was not calm, her eyes were red, and she took off the red hijab with determination.

He waved the curtain in front of him and stepped out with the red hijab in his hand. The wind blew by and the red hijab was very bright and dazzling.

It heralded a happy day but this happened.

"I don't believe he would treat me like this."

After saying that, he ran away, even if his shoes were worn out and his white feet stepped directly on the mountain road, he didn't care.

A group of people chased after me: "Miss, what are you doing?"

"He wanted to give me an answer."

Just for this answer, he didn't care even if his feet were worn out.

Because his heart hurts very much now. They loved each other, but in the end, when he was about to become the happiest woman, he suffered the final blow.

I couldn't come back to my senses for a while.

The skin was torn and blood flowed out. Every time he stepped on it, a trail of blood would appear on the ground.

Time passed very slowly, and I slowly reached the top of the mountain. I broke into the temple regardless of other people's stops, and saw the young man shaving his hair.

Only half of the hair was left on his head. He stretched out his hand to stop the monk next to him from shaving his hair. He slowly stood up and turned around.

"Amitabha! I passed by the singing and dancing venue yesterday, and now I am heading to the Linquan Monastery. The Zen world of desire is the same as the heaven, and the green mountains and red mountains are always ruthless. It is difficult to live up to the promise of the robe, and the changes in the world frequently accelerate the occurrence of whiteness. Use the staff to carry the wind and the moon away, That’s why I feel light when I go in and out.” After saying that, he knelt down and continued to shave his hair and become a monk.

"Don't think that this is a reason to abandon me."

"You are irresponsible and abandon everything to become a monk. Don't your parents need to support you? Your family will not feel uncomfortable because of your departure."

"You are just a careless person. What are you doing for everyone?"

"Buddha said: After wine and meat pass through the intestines, they remain in the Buddha's heart. As long as the Buddha has his heart in mind, it is okay to do other things. He has good intentions, takes responsibility, and does not run away."

If a girl refuses to accept it, she is obsessed with it.

Follow each other to do morning exercises, sweep the floor, meditate, cultivate your body, and rest your mind.

Day after day, their hair turned gray.

The former girl couldn't bear it, so she slowly lay down on the ground in the morning of morning class. Before closing her eyes, she said: "It turns out that I have been wrong all my life. You became a monk, abandoned your family, and abandoned everything. But I followed you, no matter what. It's the same as you. When my parents died, I never saw them. I failed their upbringing and failed everyone. If you miss it, you will miss it after all. I have others."

When Zeng Zeng young man saw this scene, he was finally moved, and Gu Jing's unwavering heart was shaken.

He hugged the girl tightly and buried him.

From then on, I knelt in front of his grave and repented, weeping silently, with constant tears, raising my head and looking at everything in this world.

"Am I wrong? Is this the price of abandoning everything?"

"After the wine and meat pass through the intestines, it remains in the heart of the Buddha. I understand."

As if he understood what was involved, he closed his eyes and remained motionless, staying in the same place for a year, ten years, or a hundred years. His body had long since entered the rock.

The young man who became a Buddha in the flesh died a hundred years ago.At this time, a girl walked by and saw the tomb and the physical Buddha next to it.
It felt very familiar. I walked over step by step, reached out and touched the physical Buddha. Tears kept flowing out, and then I stood up slowly.

A little confused, I watched the world slowly leave.

He came here and was rescued by a monk. The two of them were alone for a long time, and most of his injuries were healed. It was time to go back.

Because he wanted to go back to take revenge. His stepmother harmed her just to get the dowry left by his biological mother and a good marriage.

Now that he wants revenge wholeheartedly and has given up what he once said to the monk, does he still have various promises to give up hatred?

No, he will never give up.

How could his parents be killed by that mother and daughter, and yet they could still be upright and sit in that position leisurely.

He also wanted to ruin his reputation and make them pay a heavy price for killing his mother.

So he went back to say goodbye to the monk and left. The young monk sat in front of the Buddha and kept knocking the wooden fish and reciting Buddhist scriptures in his hand, just to calm himself down.

But he still couldn't calm down. The old monk behind him sighed, "Amitabha, go and return to secular life!"

"Yes." The young man knelt straight on the ground, bent over and kowtowed, making a thumping sound.

The old monk looked at the disciple's leaving figure and bent down a little.

I feel uncomfortable in my heart, even if I am reluctant to let go, the apprentice's bad fate should not be far-fetched sometimes.

The young man returned home from secular life and went to the girl's home to propose marriage. They got married and lived a peaceful life.

The girl knows how to do business, is philanthropic, and becomes a famous person. The boy seems to have learned a lot and has strong feelings.

They lived a prosperous and peaceful life, with one child and very filial piety.

The old boy watched his wife close her eyes without pain or regret.

Suddenly the young old man became calm, lay down beside the bed and left.

The body consciousness was withdrawn, leaving this world, and came to a place full of spiritual energy. Here was a golden Buddha, which looked solemn and solemn. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, with golden light shining in his eyes.

After opening his eyes, he looks kind and kind, which makes people feel good and want to get closer.

He murmured to himself: "Is this the Buddha I entered into the illusion? But why did you let me experience such a thing? What does this foreshadow? Do you want me to return to the secular world?"

He couldn't figure out why he was given such a warning.

"Amitabha! Junior brother, how do you feel?"

Another man wearing a cassock and looking a bit old said.

The wrinkled skin on the face looks like old tree bark.

Looks like it's time to go.

But when the other party opened his eyes, he slowly returned to life without the previous lifelessness.

"I don't know why I enter the illusion of virtual heaven and reincarnate for three lives. I always meet the same woman, which attracts and guides me to do things."

Hearing these words, the old monk was a little worried and grabbed his sleeve with one hand: "Junior Brother Xumi, who is that woman?"

Xumi shook his head helplessly and looked up at the distant sky. Under the bright golden sunshine, birds flew over from afar, and the whole world was like a fairyland.

Such a world makes people yearn for it, and the whole person feels empty.

It was the incident he encountered that made him unforgettable this time, as well as the woman's smile and her persuasion.

"Wine and meat wear the intestines, and the Buddha keeps it in his heart."

(End of this chapter)