It was already noon when Youmeng and his group arrived at Baima Temple. They first used some vegetarian dishes at a farmhouse at the foot of the mountain, and then walked up the stone steps of the mountain road to enjoy the scenery along the way. When they arrived at the temple on the top of the mountain, it happened to be noon. Liyou rushed directly to the Buddhist temple and listened to the Taoist monks there preaching.

Youmeng is a person who can't sit still and doesn't like to listen to the scriptures. So he took Guyu to the big incense burner outside the Buddhist temple to sift a few incense sticks, praying for the health of the father and mother, and also asking for peace and stability in his house from now on, and hopes that he can be smooth and happy from now on.

Then in order to wait for the worry, she asked for a sign for herself, but she couldn't find the sign-out, so Guyu took the sign-in place to ask, and she didn't go back for a long time. The guards were unable to enter the hospital with swords and swords. Youmeng was bored and wandered around for a few times, so she wandered around the temple alone to pass the time, and unknowingly she was away from the sight of her plainclothes guards.

She gradually walked under a Buddha wall and saw that there were many colorful gift bags hanging on the wall, making the wall look like a beautiful place. Behind each gift bag was a red ribbon with the name written on it.

Youmeng suddenly realized that when she first entered the temple, she saw many vendors selling gift bags like this. She could see it clearly that this wall was for pilgrims to make wishes. Each gift bag had a wish, and the red belt was the name of the wisher. They hung their wishes in this Buddhist holy land, bathing in the Buddha's light day and night, hoping that one day the wish would come true.

Perhaps because the Buddhist temple is preaching at this time, most pilgrims go to worship devoutly, so the Wishing Wall seems to be sparsely populated and quiet.

Youmeng felt novel and wanted to make a wish for herself, but she quickly gave up her thoughts because she was confused for a moment and was not sure what she should write. It was not because she wanted nothing, but her biggest wish was hard to tell. It was too heavy and too heavy, and she was afraid that this Buddha wall would not be able to bear it. It would be just thinking about it.

She thought that maybe she should buy a lucky bag and hang it for Liyou for his family, so that he will not let down his filial piety.

Youmeng walked along the path under the wall while sweeping her eyes over the wishing bags on the wall. She walked deeper and deeper, and there was no one around her. Occasionally, she would hold up one or two to look carefully, and she thought about the names on the ribbon, guessing what wish was made in the bag? Or wishing parents a long and prosperous life? Or wishing children and grandchildren a bright future? Or are they good men and women who seek marriage, wishing to live together with their lovers?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel lost and sighed sadly.

Marriage...

It seems that since the plum blossoms left, it became a luxury delusion. It is difficult to be as obsessed with someone as deeply as before. Is this heart empty or full? She can't tell the difference.

Looking at the red lucky bag of a stranger named "Qin Xian" in his palm, Youmeng raised her eyes sadly, and couldn't help but say quietly: "If there is a cause inside the wall, is there a result outside the wall? Why does everything have such cause and effect? ​​It can make me fall into reincarnation..."

She didn't know that there were many lucky bags hanging outside the wall, and Mu Lifeng, who came up to the mountain to enjoy, was standing alone under the wall, facing each other with her, just a wall-

As soon as he hung his lucky bag, he heard a woman's resentful voice coming from the other end of the wall, so clear and true, penetrated into his ears through the stone wall, making him curious and raised his eyes.

Qiu Shui Jianshou, she asked with a soft heart: "Who do you become a Buddha for in one thought, and who do you become a demon for in one thought?"

I was just talking about it for myself, but I never thought that anyone would explain it, but she looked lonely and just put down the lucky bag in her hand. Only when she heard a gentle response from a man came from outside the wall: "Buddha is born from the heart, and demon is also born from the heart. If the obsession is deep, it is the demon in the heart. People in the world have demons, and Buddha's heart also has demons. It is Buddha or demon, and it is just a thought."

"Who is it?" Youmeng was shocked, looked up in panic, stared at the wall and asked alertly, "Who is talking outside!"
Chapter completed!