All the worlds of me and you in quick time travel

Shou Xin closed his eyes slightly, "Amitabha. I don't know where did you hear the story of Tu Shan's benefactor?"

Bai Yan rolled his eyes, glanced at Shouxin with a smile, and then focused on the wisteria in his hand, "Hehe, you changed the subject so abruptly. I can't remember the story. It doesn't matter where I heard it from." ?It’s just a story. It’s just an old story in an old storybook. You can guess the end after reading the beginning. Isn’t this what is popular in the market now? The ending is nothing more than a separation, or it is really hard to see it anymore, and it is forced to construct an impossible ending, Ouge about the greatness of love."

Shou Xin looked at the disapproving expression on Bai Yan's face, "Then, benefactor Tu Shan, do you also think Jie Kong is a bad person?"

Bai Yan looked at Shou Xin strangely, "Why do you think so? I'm not a kid like Shou Kong, so what's wrong?"

Shou Xin pursed her lips, "But, Jie Kong broke up a couple of lovers, didn't they?"

"Didn't you also say it? The real story is the second one. How can there be no change until death? Shang Lu was afraid, so he went to ask Jie Kong, and Jie Kong accepted his request, took the fox, and stayed in the old tree. Next. This is the reality. How can there be any right or wrong?" Bai Yan looked up at Shou Xin's serious expression, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Hey, you won't just because you are a monk and I am a fox, Just substitute yourself in, right? You are so serious and cute, you listen to the story when you listen to the story, why are you so serious?"

"Benefactor Tu Shan is the most serious person." Shou Xin felt distressed in his eyes, looking at Bai Yan who was smiling the same as before, Bai Yan who was smiling every day, "You tell Shou Kong this The original intention of the story is not just a story. Based on my understanding of Tu Shan’s benefactor in the past month, Tu Shan’s benefactor never does superfluous things, and doing superfluous things is for fun, but for the Master, feelings, The benefactor Tu Shan will be very serious about communication. You must have your own intentions when you tell this story to Shoukong. Yes, you are telling Shoukong not to get too involved with demons. People and demons will not have any good endings. It only adds to the sadness, doesn't it?"

Bai Yan stared at Shouxin in silence for a long time, and finally smiled with relief, "Maybe. The little guy's fate is not over, so it's good to mention it." He looked at the wisteria tree for a long time but couldn't recover, "Demon, especially those who don't It takes a long time for a blood-related race to transform into a human form. The emotions encountered on the long road of practice, whether it is kindness, love, or hatred, all karmic repayments are like a fork in the process of cultivation. Demons can't drink alcohol, be close to sex, or be emotional. Once they commit a crime, they will show their original shape. But in the human world, wine, sex, and love are the most beautiful things. The difference between humans and demons, and the separation and Temptation lies between touching, approaching, and moving. The colorful world is not the way back for the demon after all, and it cannot stay for a long time. Once the precepts are violated and greedy, it will fall into the abyss. There are some things that the demon cannot touch .Jie Kong doesn’t understand love, he doesn’t understand love, but ah, he understands people, he also understands monsters, and he understands the different ways of monsters.”

"Benefactor Tu Shan." Shou Xin frowned, with a faint tingling pain in his heart.

"So, this story tells us that interracial love has no good results." Bai Yan suddenly turned back and looked behind Shou Xin, "Is it? Abbot."

Only then did Shou Xin realize that the abbot was standing behind him at some point, "Amitabha. Master."

"Yeah." The abbot stroked his beard and nodded, with a smile in his eyes, "The benefactor Tu Shan's views are very sharp, and he also understands the feelings between transvestites very clearly."

"It's nothing, the longer you live, the more you will see it. As the saying goes, it's not uncommon, and it's the same as this." Bai Yan waved his hand, indicating that it's nothing.

"There are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in the world, but there are very few people who don't take it to heart like Tu Shan benefactor. Tu Shan benefactor is broad-minded, but he looks down on the world of mortals even more than us monks, and lives a chic life .”

"The abbot was joking. If you live in this world, if you really look down on the world of mortals and have no worries, how can you live a chic life? Bai Yan thinks that if you come to this world and leave no trace, how can you be alive? How lonely would it be if there was no one to care about?" Although Bai Yan couldn't deny it, but thinking of Yuan Mo, he still felt that the word "no care and no care" was not suitable for him. "I still want to live in the world of mortals. After all, I still have someone I care about wandering in this world, so I don't feel at ease. Even if no one in this world will accompany you to the end, it is wonderful to walk for a while It's fate, since we met, we should go on seriously. What do you think, abbot?"

The abbot opened his eyes slightly, as if he was blessed in his heart, "Amitabha. It's because the little old man is superficial. There is no difference between the world of mortals and the pure world. The difference is only the human heart. I'm afraid the benefactor of Tushan doesn't know. There is a huge peach tree, which Tushan benefactor will be interested in. The temperature on the top of the mountain is low, and the tree is slowly blooming until now, presumably Tushan benefactor will like it very much."

"Oh? Then I'd like to take a look." Bai Yan looked up at the tall wisteria tree, "I'm afraid it's more spectacular than this wisteria, after all, it's also hundreds of years old."

Leave as soon as you say, turn into a wisp of green smoke and disperse with the wind.

The abbot looked up at the wisterias falling like snow, and said in a deep voice, "Shouxin, your heart, can't you keep it?"

"Master, what should I do if someone kisses me, approaches me, seduces me, misses me, looks at me, laughs at me, or disturbs me?" trouble.

The abbot smiled profoundly, and asked the question to Shouxin, "What do you think?"

Shou Xin frowned deeply, his eyes were filled with emotions, and finally returned to calm, his voice was cold, "Hide him, avoid him, bear him, let him, ignore him, ignore him, never see him again."

The abbot raised his eyebrows and shook his head, "Look at this wisteria, it's cleaned under the tree every day, but it can't be cleaned. It falls into the stream, and there are always ripples, and the ripples oscillate layer by layer, and there is no end to it. The entanglement Isn't it the same with the silk thread, the more you pull it, the more messy it becomes?"

Shou Xin's eyes widened slightly, a little dazed, but also somewhat understanding, "Master means..."

The abbot stroked his beard, turned to leave, and the deep voice came over, "Let him alone, endure him, listen to him, let him go, treat him normally, that's all. Then you can see how he changes. "

Shouxin stood under the old tree that had stood there for many years, his eyes fixed on the long roots of the tree, he stood motionless for a while, then slowly closed his eyes, "Amitabha."

The purple vine flowers fell on his shoulders, and then flew down to the nearby mountain stream, causing circles of ripples.

Tushan Temple is located in a place that can be regarded as a faulted mountain. The whole is slanted down. The temple building is halfway up the mountain, with a mountain stream flowing beside it, and a small waterfall behind it. Birds are distributed all over the place.

At the foot of the mountain is the bustling capital city. It can be said that Tushan Temple is located at the highest point, which is higher than the imperial palace. Of course, this refers to the geographical location.

There is a huge peach tree growing on the highest part of the mountain, with intertwined roots tightly wrapped around the entire cliff.If you stand on the top of another mountain and look at it, it looks like a big pink mushroom growing on the top of the mountain, and it looks like a thousand-year-old dryad in its original form, with rough bark and bare roots.The branches and leaves are not the trees at the foot of the mountain, a small tree can open a fluffy umbrella, but it seems that all the energy is put on the branches tightly entrenched on the hills and rocks, and only a little nutrition is given out to bloom and bear fruit.So even if the trunk is unimaginably thick, the top of the tree does not block out the sky and the sun, it is very crumbling.

Sure enough, it is an old tree, and we should think about how to survive, not how to be beautiful.

But its flowers are the beauty of the world, just like the few works made by the old embroiderer in her whole life, which are incomparable to those that bloom casually at the foot of the mountain.

There are stone steps under the tree, with little moss growing, extending down and hidden into the mountains.Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down, you can see the whole temple. Looking further away, you can see the clouds and mist, the setting sun, and the vibrant world.

The wind on the top of the mountain blows up the clothes and hair, but it cannot blow off the fragile flowers and leaves on the branches. It seems that they must wait until they are fully bloomed and wither naturally.The branches follow the direction of the wind, like a gentle and patient old woman, without losing her temper.The soil layer under the tree is fragile, and the tiny plants growing out are blessed by the peach tree, and they just swing a few times.

The setting sun passed through the clouds and shone obliquely on the peach trees. The mountainside was already dimmed, but here, there was sunlight lighting up everything and casting the last layer of brilliance.

Breathing the fresh and thin oxygen, Bai Yan looked up at the thick peach tree, the wind passed by his ears, curled his hair, and wrapped it around the low-hanging peach branches.

Bai Yan had a gentle expression on his face, with a touch of nostalgia, "I don't force it to bloom, nor force it to bear fruit. This is a good place to practice, Bai Li," paused, shook his head with a smile, " Miss Bai, long time no see."

No one answered under the peach tree, but the branches trembled, making clusters of sounds, and the pink petals drifted away, forming a chain around the cliff, and finally gathered together, and several large characters appeared.

"Little Elder, long time no see."

For a long time, there is nothing to say, just emotion and smile.

Miss Bai did not escape the suppression of Taoshu, but became one with Taoshu, standing on the top of the mountain, watching the ups and downs of the world, and watching the passing of one person after another in the temple.

Jiekong is dead, and the mountain is not planted with pokeweed, but peach trees.The rebellious Bai girl had already died under the peach tree and on the top of the cliff with the loss of flesh and blood. Now the Bai girl is just a spiritual body who has seen through the world of mortals and has no ripples in her heart.Attached to the peach tree, overlooking everything, it will reach out to protect the little monk when he encounters danger, and pull the pilgrim when he falls.Even if they put all this on the Buddha that Jie Kong respected, they would turn a blind eye, listen but not hear, and just be themselves.Listening to evening drums and morning bells, watching the moonrise and sunset, accompanied by wind, rain, snow and frost.Thinking about when, disappearing in this world...