Chapter 572 I'm going to see Xu Ming
Sitting in the courtyard, Shi Xin looked up at the starry sky.
"Because you like him."
In Shi Xin's mind, the words that the abbot had said to him before were still echoing.
"Do I like him?"
"Do I really like him?"
"When did I fall in love with him?"
"Is this what love is?"
Shi Xin has never liked anyone, and he doesn't know what so-called love between men and women is like.
but.
Shi Xin had read about it in vernacular novels and had seen it during his training.
When traveling around the human world, Shi Xin saw many Taoist couples and many couples.
Some Taoist couples have a harmonious relationship and are willing to sacrifice their lives for each other.
However, for some Taoist couples, the relationship is just a transaction. It seems that they are just living together and have no feelings for each other.
But Shi Xin also knew that for people like the second type, the relationship between them could not be called that of Taoist companions, it could only be considered a kind of cooperation at best.
So normally speaking, the first kind of Taoist partner relationship should be the normal one.
Am I willing to sacrifice my life for Xu Ming? Xu Ming saved my life, so I owe him one.
If Xu Ming needs me to give my life for him, I am willing to do it.
But is this really love?
And logically speaking, liking someone should be a happy emotion.
But why do I seem to be unhappy at all?
And it seems that I have no reason to hate the Holy Lady of the Black Lotus Sect.
Even though I say that my position is different from hers, even though she is a witch.
But I have no personal grudge against her.
Even if I meet her at that time and fight with her, it will be for the righteousness of this world.
But why did she feel an inexplicable hatred towards Xu Ming when she heard that he was going to marry her? "Migu. Migu. Migu." Little Chaos flew to Shi Xin's head and gently patted his master with his wings.
It was as if it felt its owner's sadness, so it came over to comfort its owner.
"I'm fine." Shi Xin took Little Hun Dun down.
"Migu?" Little Hun Dun twisted his round little butt.
"It's really okay." Shi Xin nodded, "It's just that there are some things that I can't understand. The abbot said that I like someone, but I don't know if I really like him. I don't know if this is what it means to like someone."
"Migu?"
Little Chaos didn't understand.
"It's okay, I can just think about it by myself." Shi Xin touched Little Hundun and gently placed it on the table.
Shi Xin sat in the yard all night, recalling what happened when he met Xu Ming.
Thinking back to what the abbot said about "like", I wonder what it feels like.
But Shi Xin still couldn't figure it out.
The so-called love is like a layer of mist, visible but invisible, touchable but it does not exist.
The moonlight was getting darker and darker, and Little Hundun had fallen asleep on the table. The moonlight cast a layer of faint starlight on the girl.
No words were spoken that night.
When the sky was slightly brighter, the morning glow dyed the entire sky.
Shi Xin stood up and walked out of the yard where he lived, holding Xiao Hundun in his arms.
Leiming Temple is very big.
Because Shixin was a woman and Leiming Temple was full of men, the place where Shixin lived was relatively remote.
After walking for a long time, Shi Xin finally arrived at the main hall of Leiming Temple.
The morning service had not started yet, but the abbot of Leiming Temple was already facing the Buddha, kneeling dignifiedly in front of the golden statue of the Buddha, chanting scriptures softly.
"Grandpa Abbot." Shi Xin clasped his hands together.
The chanting in the main hall slowly stopped.
Such a high monk in the Ascension Realm, like an old farmer, slowly got up from the ground, then turned around and smiled at Shi Xin: "Didn't you sleep all night?"
Shi Xin nodded: "Shi Xin can't sleep."
Yuan Ming smiled and said, "Normal."
Shi Xin lowered her head slightly, and after a while, she raised her head and looked at the abbot: "Abbot, there is one thing I want to ask you."
Yuan Ming nodded: "Just say it directly."
"Shi Xin wants to leave Leiming Temple."
"Where are you going?"
"The Demon Sect's territory in the Western Region."
"What are you going there for?"
"Attend Xu Ming's wedding."
After Shi Xin finished speaking, the hall fell into silence again.
But the old monk standing in front of the Buddha just smiled and said: "If you want to go, then go ahead."
Shi Xin's eyes were filled with surprise: "Grandpa Abbot, is this really possible?"
Before, when Shi Xin wanted to leave Leiming Temple, the abbot would not let him go.
But now, the abbot has agreed to it.
Yuan Ming looked at Shi Xin kindly: "Shi Xin, do you know why I didn't let you leave Lei Ming Temple when you wanted to protect Xu Ming?"
Shi Xin shook his head.
"Because at that time, even if you go, it will be meaningless. On the contrary, you will only sink deeper and deeper, and eventually you won't be able to see yourself clearly.
And now, after thinking about it all night, you finally proposed to go to the Demon Sect.
Although you haven't figured it out completely, you know what you want to do, and you have at least given some thought to the so-called "like".
Now you can go."
Shi Xin lowered his head, then shook his head: "Shi Xin doesn't understand."
“Hahaha.” The abbot laughed, “Since you don’t understand, then slowly look for the answer. In this world, if you know everything, it would be too boring.”
Yuan Ming stretched out his hand and tapped at Shi Xin's forehead.
A golden dot appeared between Shixin’s eyebrows.
Shi Xin knew that this was a method used by the abbot to protect him.
"Amitabha." Yuan Ming put his hands together, "Shi Xin, you can go now."
"Abbot grandpa. What should Shi Xin do if he meets Xu Ming?" Shi Xin asked. The girl felt unusually uneasy.
Yuan Ming did not answer, but turned around, raised his head, and looked at a golden Buddha statue: "Shi Xin, in your mind, what does 'Buddha' look like?"
Without waiting for Shixin to answer, Yuanming continued.
"When an evil person sees the Buddha, he will be glaring with anger."
"When good people see the Buddha, they find him kind and amiable."
"They seek help from Buddha. In their hearts, Buddha is the savior."
"They have no desire for Buddha. In their hearts, Buddha is just a sculpture."
“Everyone has his or her own Buddha in his or her heart.”
Yuan Ming withdrew his gaze from the Buddha's golden body and turned to face Shi Xin: "I can't tell you what to do, but you can do what you want to do. Then do it. In the end, maybe, you will see your own Buddha."
(End of this chapter)
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