Chapter 171 Monk, I'm Afraid
Yin Kong walked up dozens of stairs, each of which was related to her. The emotions that he had deliberately ignored that year suddenly surged up, making his eyes red even though he had always been indifferent.
He continued to move up step by step, as if he were being tortured.
"Monk, I'm scared."
That was the first time she saw an evil cultivator sucking people dry. That night, the two of them rested in the woods. She was so scared that she didn't dare to sleep or practice the whole night. She kept sticking to him and holding his arm tightly.
That was the first time he saw her so pitiful, so pitiful that it made him feel distressed. He couldn't cruelly stop her from getting close to him, so he let her hug him tightly.
For the first time, he recited soothing Bible verses over and over again just for one person, and finally she fell asleep on his lap.
That night, he recited scriptures all night long, thinking about nothing. He just hoped that she would sleep well and that she would wake up happily every day as usual.
Seeing her sleeping soundly on his legs, at that moment, his heart was suddenly filled with an unfamiliar sense of satisfaction, the kind of satisfaction that he gained from preaching Buddhism to thousands of believers, but that thousands of other believers could not obtain.
Before, he only had eyes for the common people, but that night he only had eyes for her.
The thought at that moment was suppressed by him when the sun rose and the sky became bright.
Buddha should save all living beings and educate all people.
In the eyes of Buddha, there should not be only one person.
When the sun rose, he finished reciting scriptures for the whole day, and the scriptures for that day were only recited to himself.
Later, the two met a vicious criminal who used poison against them.
He was caught carelessly, and when the man's other accomplice swung his sword at him, he was unable to dodge and was ready to have his chest broken open.
However, at that moment, she, who was just a small Foundation Establishment cultivator, actually stepped forward to block the sword move of the Nascent Soul cultivator for him.
Looking at her blood spurting out and staining her beautiful light green skirt red, his eyes were bloodshot and he knew what fear was for the first time.
At that moment he admitted that he was afraid, he couldn't bear her because there was a slight possibility that he would no longer exist in this world.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he eventually made the two men pay with their lives. He personally crushed the man's Nascent Soul.
He broke the precept of killing, but he did not regret it.
Buddha saves all people and is not afraid of killing. The worst that can happen is that he will go to the Avici Hell after death, he said to himself.
Perhaps he looked too panic-stricken at that moment, so she forced herself to smile at him, and after taking a pill, she jumped in front of him with a smile on her face.
"Monk, smile a little, you are so scary, I am fine."
He pursed his lips but couldn't laugh.
At that moment, he suddenly wanted to hug her.
He wanted to ask her if it hurt, but he couldn't say it out loud. The lingering fear made his heart beat to the highest point and it took a long time for it to calm down.
Later, she exclaimed in a funny way: "Wow! Monk, your life is really valuable. The merits you have accumulated for me have offset a lot of karma. I will save you next time~"
He immediately broke down and couldn't help but hold her in his arms.
Mu Qi was smiling all the time, "Oh, monk, your heart is beating so fast. It turns out that a monk's heart can also be in a state of panic. Don't be afraid, you won't die as long as I am here."
He twitched his lips. At this time, she was still teasing him.
He looked up at the sky over her shoulder, feeling confused for the first time.
In the past, I only knew that she was high above and saving all living beings. Why at this moment do I want to fall down to the mortal world and hope that she will save me?
Has Buddha ever been as confused as I am?
Yin Kong walked up dozens of stairs, and his steps already felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. At that moment, he insisted on going up.
But I don't know when I stopped walking that path of self-examination and started doing it just for her. She was so clear at every step.
Her beautiful smile, her emotions, all that year were in front of him, and belonged to him alone.
That year, the Buddhist had selfish desires.
What should a Buddhist do if he has selfish desires?
He secretly hoped that he would bring her to the Buddhist sect.
Buddha saves all living beings, so why couldn’t he save these two people?
He hoped that Buddha also loved her, and hoped that she would practice Buddhism like him. In that way, he might be able to quietly hide her in his heart, just like hiding Buddha, without having to disobey Buddha's teachings.
Perhaps the Buddha heard his plea, and that day, the holy light shone upon her.
Everyone knows that those who are illuminated by holy light are the ones chosen by Buddha, and she should join his Buddhist sect.
For the first time, he felt the joy from the bottom of his heart that his wish had come true. That was his first wish in his life.
He thought that Buddha had treated him well, and he was willing to serve Buddha in this life and never regret it.
However, it was ultimately a one-man show. The Buddha sent her to him, but also let her remain independent outside of Buddhism.
In the end, he could only enter this cold Buddhist sect alone.
I had never felt that Buddhism was cold before, but since I met her, any place without her seemed a little colder.
His only wish was shattered, and he finally woke up in the romance of that year.
He was greedy, and he shouldn't be greedy.
He hid his greed time and time again and turned himself into the noble Buddhist.
But all his forbearance was broken by that kiss, and he got her companionship day and night for a whole month, just like that year.
After that month, he spent countless days and nights chanting sutras, and finally put aside his greed and became a Buddhist again.
But that Buddhist was no longer the same Buddhist as before.
His eyes followed her again and again. He could no longer restrain himself and could only sink into despair in silence.
Yin Kong looked at the long staircase in front of him, his eyes empty.
Finally, can't hide anything anymore?
Yinkong betrayed Buddha.
I have a second wish in this life.
Want to follow her.
There was no Buddha in his heart anymore, but he regained his faith.
The Buddhist sect was asking about his inner thoughts, and Yin Kong finally fell heavily to the ground. His legs felt as heavy as if they were ten thousand pounds, and so did his entire body, and he could not move even an inch.
It suddenly started raining heavily.
The Buddhists were extremely saddened as they watched their disciple collapse on the stairs, unable to take another step up.
They did not want the Buddhist to be blocked by the seven emotions and six desires, so they recited scriptures together, hoping that he would change his ways and find the Buddhist heart through the scriptures.
On that day, the Buddhist sect's Sanskrit sounds were heard thousands of miles away. All the Buddhist disciples worked together, hoping to retain the Buddha's dried up heart.
"So, has the Buddhist finally walked the path of self-examination?" asked a person in the gossip center of the inn.
The man in the center shook his head in an unfathomable way. "In the midst of the Sanskrit chanting and the pouring rain, at a certain moment, the Buddhist disciple seemed to have finally figured it out, but he did not return to the Buddhist path."
"At that moment, he strangely developed a myriad of emotions in the pouring rain."
The man looked around and said excitedly, "Do you understand? There are so many emotions!"
"Head, hair?"
The man shook his head, "Buddhists don't call it hair, they call it 'love thread'!"
Everyone: “…”
"Did he really grow a full head of black hair all of a sudden?"
"That's right! Irony, so ironic!"
"Right there, at the foot of the huge Buddha statue, the chanting of thousands of disciples was in vain, but they could not save the dead Buddha's heart. In that instant, his head was covered with black hair. All the disciples were stunned! Their disciples returned to secular life in front of thousands of disciples and the Buddha!"
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