[Reincarnation? Reincarnation? Divine covenant? Really! Extremely ridiculous! 】

The year was January 5, the 521st year of the Empire.

Prajna Prajna Mountain, a woman went up the mountain to collect firewood. She came across a baby crying in the forest. She looked around and heard the birds in the forest imitating their voices, which was strange.

Later, I heard the cry of phoenix, and the feathers fell, and the fire appeared. I ran to the river to avoid the fire, but the fire was extinguished. I also heard the auspiciousness of hundreds of birds, so I followed him with my neck up. When I went to the forest, I saw a baby girl, with glowing eyes and hair, like a god. Everyone in the village

Shocked, she took her as her daughter and called her Lin'er.

Lin'er can speak words at the age of one, learn books at the age of two, memorize chants at the age of three, understand music at the age of four, know astronomy at the age of five, geography at the age of six, worship the mountain god as her teacher at the age of seven, study classics and opera at the age of nine, and can

Soaring in the clouds and driving the mist, you can cure magic and practice treasures at the age of ten, you can use gods to overcome tribulations at the age of eleven, you can cure dog demons at the age of twelve, you can eliminate demons and kill demons at the age of thirteen.

At the age of fourteen, he established his own sect and extradited to become immortals.

"It's boring..."

Lin'er overturned a deck of cards on the table, and the other three card-playing friends were startled and ran away quickly.

One of them is a monkey, one is a rabbit, and the other is a white cat. The three animals are standing beside each other, not daring to speak. They only see her boringly crossing her legs, putting them on the table, shaking the chair, and looking at the pavilion.

In the center, the sky and the earth began to spin.

"Sometimes, it's really boring..."

She squinted her eyes, and the white clouds in the sky turned into an invincible loneliness. An empty and messy loneliness pressed on her. As time went on, it became extremely boring.

"The fun in the world is nothing more than this...it's nothing more than eating, drinking and having fun. There is nothing more at the end of life. Waving your sleeves and not taking away a piece of what you have is too boring."

She sighed, placed herself in the air, and wandered close to the beam top of the mountain pavilion. This mountain pavilion she made always felt like it was missing something, which made her feel too boring.

boring boring boring!

These are all human things! If nothing belongs to her, she will naturally feel bored.

This can't be blamed on her. After all, she is so much better than ordinary people. But boredom is still boredom. She doesn't care about the sky, the earth, and people. But she feels extremely bored. At this moment, it's just like spring and autumn, without the scorching heat.

In the cold winter, there is no way of life and death, and there is no trap of desire.

It only increases loneliness.

All cause and effect has been severed from her. Everything in the world is no longer related to her.

Her birth was sudden, her achievements were sudden, her transcendence was sudden, the cause and effect of the world could not catch up with her, and there was no time to extract some "human shadow" from her body.

Or parents, or marriage, or grudges.

There is nothing at all, just to compose new words and express sorrow.

Sad, really sad, sad without feeling.

I don’t know why I’m worried.

Not connected with cause and effect, I am worried, and I don’t know what I am born from now on. I am worried on top of worry.

Let me ask, how can we relieve our sorrow?

Determining cause and effect or explaining marriage cannot resolve the sorrow, so where will the sorrow go?

I don’t know, I don’t have the answer, I’m so confused.

It's just sadness.

In order to compose new words, I forcefully express my sorrow.

"Really boring."

She sighed.

"Live...Fifteen years...so long...too long...I really hope time can go faster..."

She sighed sadly.

"I'm exhausted after living for fifteen years..."

She was really, really worried.

To be carefree and worry-free, not to worry about worldly matters, to have no empty cause and effect, and not to know why I am worried. In short, it is just worry.

She caught the monkey, stuffed the rabbit, and moved the white cat. The three animals were infected with her fairy spirit and came to her side.

"Little Master, worry!"

The monkey nodded affirmatively and spoke in a smooth tone.

"Little Master, I am so sad, so sad..."

Then there is the rabbit, which is gentle and timid.

"Oh, little master, if you are worried, you are worried. If you are not worried, you will not be worried."

The white cat is lazy and self-doubtful.

Lin'er herself felt a little lonely, winking and not knowing what she was talking about.

"Oh, I won't go to the human world, the fairy world, the heavenly palace, the demon world, I won't fall into the five elements, I won't be governed by the star world, I won't be bound by human laws, I won't be trapped by human feelings, my magic power is boundless, and my desires are empty.

There is no cause and effect, no marriage, no sorrow or joy, so you should not force yourself to be sad."

She herself said that she shouldn't be sad.

But he still looked sad, without any change.

"There will be no death without cause and effect, no death without marriage, no life, no death, nothing possible, and no time when everything can be accomplished."

"Sad." Monkey frowned.

"What a pity..." Rabbit shook his head.

"Poor..." the white cat licked its paws.

"Sad and pathetic."

She sniffed and lowered herself from the roof of the mountain pavilion.

"It's really sad and pitiful."

She whispered to herself.

"Then...what's the point?"

"have no idea."

"I don't know, and you certainly don't know either. Since everyone doesn't know...how can we...find the solution..."

"When I go down the mountain and go to the human world, I am afraid that I will be affected by the causes and effects, the reincarnation of life and death, and the uncertainty of destiny. I cannot see the suffering of the poor, listen to the bad words of the rich, cannot understand the warmth and warmth of human relationships, and cannot sing about the ins and outs of the world. There is no cause and effect, birth, old age, illness, and death.

The final journey is birth, old age, illness and death. How can we separate the cause and effect? ​​It is birth, old age, illness and death."

"Why aren't the sorrows of the world and the cause and effect of the world similar to each other? What does it mean?"

"Either, cry when you are happy, angry and sad, laugh when you know your own warmth and coldness, be sad when you are happy, and rejoice when the world is impermanent..."

"Eating, drinking, and having diarrhea can make you sad, getting married can make you sad, birth, old age, sickness, and death can make you sad. You can be sad and sad, but you can't feel the joy. All you can do is add more sorrow to sorrow. Both hearts are empty!"

She sighed, shook her head, paused, and fell into the mountain pavilion, her eyes blank.

"worry……"

She was bored...and touched her face.

"Sorrow...really sad...forcing myself to express sadness in order to compose new words..."

"How can we not be worried...how can we not be worried...why should we be worried..."

"worry."

She closed her eyes and lay in the mountain pavilion, with vegetation growing around her.

"The human world is sad, the Heavenly Palace is sad, the human world is sad."

"It's so sad..."

Lin'er gently turned over, lying on her side, opened her eyes, looked at the blooming mountain flowers outside the pavilion, and the feeling of spring was fading, but she felt that the birds were noisy, the flowers were blooming in a variety of ways, and the meaning was difficult to find.

"Sorrow, why are you sad?"

Since she couldn't ask the answer, she stopped asking herself.

Go ask others.

Ask about mountains and rivers and ask about the world.

How can you not worry.

There are birds in the mountains, flowers in the water, and morning dew on the grass and trees.

People have love, objects have intentions, and heaven and earth have majesty.

She alone is empty and nothing.

Then it’s hard to ask questions, answer questions, and say anything.

More sad.
To be continued...