Namo Amitabha

06

In the second half of the night, a rare drowsiness struck, and Feng Luo fell into a deep sleep in his monk's robes. Naturally, he didn't know how long those still water eyes had been staring at him.

Feng Luo slept soundly and peacefully, and when he woke up, he found that the monk's robe on his body was covered in a more neat way.Without thinking about it, he knew that it was impossible for him to become more disciplined the more he slept in the monk's robe.

He looked up at the monk who had already tidied up.

He was still wearing the moon white monk robe, which was so thin that it felt like a gust of wind could blow through it.

He was looking at the sky outside the window, with the string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.But when he stood there, his expression was like a layer of frost and snow falling on his eyelashes, and he looked like a celestial being.

"Monk, how about I go on the road with you?"

The monk turned his head and saw that he didn't speak, so Feng Luo had no choice but to speak again.

"Anyway, I'm an idler. I think you still have to subdue the demon when you go out of the city. Why don't you take me with you. My cultivation is not bad. I won't hold you back anyway."

Far from being bad, the Nine Heavens Dragon, even if it is not the only one, is indeed the most noble.

"Why?"

"Are you asking me why I knew you were still going to subjugate demons? There are no famous temples along the road in the direction you leave the city, but there is a famous village, which is not a good reputation. Or, you don't plan to go out of the city along this road , and don't plan to save this poor villager?"

The monk looked at him and sighed softly, "Let's go on the road together."

Feng Luo felt a little complacent along the way.

It seemed that he had disassembled many words that the monk praised in his heart but couldn't say out of the five words "Let's go on the road together".

He is indeed quite wise, but he has always disliked the Dharma and did not like to get along with these monks who spoke difficult and obscure Buddhist words.He always doesn't like the eyes that see through everything but can't empathize, or the eyes that see through and make people feel that they are being prying into their minds.

But the person in front of him is different, his eyes are clearer than the sky, deeper than the abyss.

That is a pure-hearted person who has compassion for all things but can still feel the pain of others.It is a person who has endured all the sufferings, tortures and joys, and still perseveres.

It is worthy of being a person with Buddha bones.

He couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if such a person was moved.