"Defend the country, and all the monks of Jingchan joined the army and died, so why would there be monks here again?" Li Yu said calmly: "From the beginning, I felt a little strange. You asked them to seek their own peace in their own way, but this is your principle, not the principle of Zen. Buddha is empty and desire is emptiness, emptiness is desire. After all, according to the Buddha's explanation, desire is endless Avici Hell... From this I know that you should not be a serious monk, but it is better to say that you are more like our Taoist priests, with one mind and seek freedom..."

Li Yu's words ruthlessly revealed the solemn and sacred appearance of Kong I, and finally paused and said, "Well, if this Jingchan Temple is not called Jingchan Temple, but a Jingchan Taoist Temple, maybe he is a Taoist priest... Interestingly, Schrödinger's Kong I abbot, who is, depends on the external situation."

"This is impossible...Abbot..." Jingsi looked unbelievable, and her longing for the usual Buddhist principles suddenly collapsed.

I entered the Buddha because of the emptiness of me, but found that the Buddha was not the emptiness of me...

"He saved you and saved the people who seek peace in Jingchan Temple are merits and kindness. But for Jingchan Temple, for himself, this Jingchan Temple is like a prison, and it is not allowed to seek peace or peace. The only thing that makes him feel peace is the years of war. At least, what I think every day at that time was just simply surviving. If you just want to live, you will not have any worries..." Li Yu said calmly.

I clasped my hands together and did not recite the Buddha's name.

"I have been thinking about the Buddha with all my heart, but I have thought about the cause and effect, but I cannot ask for the Buddha. I have indeed meditated here for a long time, not only escaping, but also thinking about how to escape into a monk. Even after the war, I can escape with justification."

"He... was right. Although it was a bit different from some places, most of it was something I had experienced before." Abbot Kong apologized to Jingsi: "Sorry, I used to be such a person, a humble little person you won't even face with your eyes."

"Abbot..." Jingsi didn't know what expression to face it.

I saw Kong and our abbot continued.

"That year, I was still young, from a wealthy family. My family was a silk merchant, with plenty of food and clothing, and happy. It's a pity that the arrival of the invaders broke my happiness and family happiness. My parents died because of resistance. My brothers raised guns for family enemies and joined the ranks of resistance. It's a pity that they all died, like the grandfather of the donor." Kongwo smiled lightly and said, "I started wandering without my brothers and family members. I tried all my ways to survive, either steal, rob, or beg, and survive like an ant. Finally, the battlefield extended to my place. The homeless men and beggars raised their broken bowls and smashed them towards the invaders, while I ran towards the mountains. I just wanted to survive. I wanted to survive. I was afraid of death, very, very afraid of death."

In the empty space, I sit quietly under the auspicious tree.

"After coming in, I found a dead monk. I was not covered in clothes at that time, so I pulled off the little monk's clothes and buried him. I hid here. When I was thirsty, I would cook snow. When I was hungry, I would eat tree bark. There were pine nuts for squirrels to make the winter. I did everything and just wanted to live. In the past few years, I gained peace, no war, no chaos, and I escaped all of this, under this avalanche tree... I became a real monk, a real monk.

"Kong I ignored the eyes of the people around me and said calmly: "Later I left the mountain and came to Jingchan Temple, this empty and simple temple. I inherited this place. The little monk was a monk from Jingchan Temple. After I inherited this place, I took in many war orphans and many people, who were seeking peace like me, hoping to atone for this... Many people found peace in my temple, which made me feel redemption, but in the end, I could not save myself."

"The older I get, the more I realize that I cannot redeem it. From then on, I can't turn back if I do anything to survive. The sea of ​​suffering is endless. Turning back is the shore. It's a pity that not everyone can get back..."

"This place once gave me peace of mind, which is a dream place for me, but this place is also the place I dare not face the least. Every time I come here, I can think of that little monk, the guy who was about the same age as me, but resolutely sacrificed his life for the country. He died great, and I had no face to face him, I was empty, I was empty, in fact, I was empty... My birth was meaningless, and it was just right that I was alive because of illness, and maybe I could reap real peace at that time."

As he said that, I began to cough violently and coughed up blood.

Judging from the black panel I saw through before, my abbot was helpless, and he was plagued by illness and eventually became empty.

Li Yu didn't know what to say, but she just felt a little regretful.

I have been helping people find tranquility all my life, but in the end I don’t know what tranquility is.

"Brother, he... isn't a bad guy." Su Mengqi said in a low voice from the side: "He actually doesn't have to hold on to the guilt that he has been so many years. He just wants to survive. He is not a hero who defends his country, nor a flattering bear. He is just an ordinary person who wants to survive."

"Um..."

Su Mengjie also said.

Li Yu understood their feelings. After so many years of life depended on each other, they had already made them understand a truth. Sometimes living is a very difficult thing. Many people put the great truth on their mouths, but in their hearts, they just because they have never experienced it.

It's shameful to escape because you want to live, but it's not ridiculous...

"Life is like a dream for eighty years. Right and wrong, success and failure are gone. I have a guilty conscience and a clear conscience. Only he himself knows that some people smile at this, while others will be upset for the rest of their lives." Li Yu paused and said, "But he is not as he said, he cannot seek peace in his life..."

At this time, the tree suddenly moved.

The dried and wintery tree trembled slightly.

Li Yu said.

"For him, his experience back then was attachment, but for some beings, he was also attachment, everything was caused by dependent origination and destruction. He had been there for dependent origination, and now it is time for dependent origination..."

Dry acacia, no wind, will automatically.

What is swaying is colorful snow.

The dead branches are swinging.

Accompanied by whispers...

The phantom of Hehuan gradually approached the empty space, and the emerald green eyes looked at the old monk who was terminally ill and stepped into death.
Chapter completed!