Behind the screen, you can see his hands drawing circles in the air and slowly joining hands.
Dongfang Shiming does not agree with Ku Chanyi's remarks. He could only nod slightly: "I will give more consideration to the abbot's words. I would like to thank the abbot again, and I will say goodbye."
But before he could turn around and start walking, Ku Chanyi then said: "Everything has its own cause and effect, and heaven's laws have their own destiny. It is not feasible to interfere with human intervention. Your mother has her destiny, and she has reached the bliss of this body, not to mention back then. The matter is over, the past has been settled, I have this advice: it is better to let it go."
Dongfang Shiming's heart couldn't help but churn. However, he bowed respectfully one last time, turned around and left with Bai Hao.
If it is said that innocent people are destined to be killed, then why is it that the way of heaven is clear and evil will be punished?
If it is said that the pain of a loved one can be attributed to cause and effect, then how can a kind person tolerate it and swallow his anger?
Dongfang Shiming was puzzled. Maybe what the abbot said made sense, but putting himself in his shoes, he couldn't accept it.
Hua Qiu also said goodbye to the abbot, and followed Dongfang Shiming down the tower. Sanskrit words filled the walls like the sound of thunder, drums and clouds, adding a touch of rushing noise to the solemnity.
It wasn't until he walked out of the pagoda that Dongfang Shiming looked back at the pagoda and realized that the pagoda had nine floors in total.
At this point, Dongfang Shiming has also regained his rationality.
Regardless, I gained a lot from this trip. Dongfang Shiming took a deep breath and slowly walked out following Hua Qiu who was walking in front.
The withered kapok forest remains. The cold wind was swirling and drifting, and you could feel the biting chill from time to time.
"The abbot's ability... is quite interesting to think about." Dongfang Shiming chatted with Hua Qiu to relieve his inner depression.
"Hey, donor, can you tell?" Hua Qiu looked surprised and turned around.
Bai Hao tilted her head and came to listen. Dongfang Shiming then put his previous conjecture on the table: "Rong and withered flower bases, withered Zen clothes, midwinter and withered plants, as well as sensitive hearing and sound transmission. Adding these together, I guess the abbot has the ability to pass through withered plants As a medium, the practice of listening to sounds and transmitting sounds.”
"Ah?" Bai Hao exclaimed, "Is it really so magical?"
Hua Qiu also looked surprised, and Dongfang Shiming knew that he was inseparable. Before he could answer, he heard the same echo from his ears as before: "What I can do is indeed true. You are very smart."
He never thought that the abbot could hear what he said even when he came here. Although Bai Hao couldn't believe it, he had to believe it.
Hua Qiu chuckled: "This is the abbot's unique magical skill. Even the abbot knows everything about our practice in the temple."
Dongfang Shiming nodded: "Such a magical skill is indeed very powerful."
Looking at the dry weeds on the ground, Bai Hao was careful when stepping on them. As if they were worried that they were all alive, every careless step would step on Master Abbot's ear.
The three of them walked through the main hall together and came to the entrance of the Nianhua Seat. When they got here, Hua Qiu seemed to have something on his mind and said to the two of them mysteriously: "Let me take you to the door."
Dongfang Shiming and Dongfang Shiming didn't understand his meaning, but they accepted his kindness. Hua Qiu and the two of them walked through the gate and walked to where the horses were tied before stopping.
Dongfang Shiming had noticed that he seemed to have something to say. Seeing him bending over and looking around, he couldn't help but ask: "Little Master Hua Qiu, is there anything else?"
Hua Qiu straightened up. He clasped his hands together and said: "The donor's guess just now is correct, but there is one more thing. Our abbot's ability has a certain range. Beyond the distance of the Flower Nian Seat, the abbot cannot hear."
"Oh..." Dongfang Shiming touched his chin. This is reasonable. If such an ability could be extended infinitely, it would place too high a requirement on the caster's foundation, and it would also be too powerful.
"But did you come out just to tell us this?" Bai Hao turned to ask as he went over to untie the reins.
Hua Qiu shook her head: "No, it's not. In fact, the last thing I said to my abbot...well, I don't feel very good."
Dongfang Shiming was attracted to the spirit. He looked at the young monk in front of him again and smiled: "What the abbot said makes sense. Hasn't he said it like this before?"
Hua Qiu still shook his head: "No, the abbot has always been like this. But I feel that the donor's matter cannot be treated so simply..."
Hua Qiu hesitated and couldn't explain why at this point. Dongfang Shiming observed him for a moment, and finally put his hand on the young monk's colorful shoulder: "I know what you mean. Don't worry, this is our matter, we have our own decision on how to deal with it. - This time, too Thank you very much, little master."
Now that Dongfang Shiming had understood his thoughts, Hua Qiu could only scratch his head and grinned shyly: "No, it's okay. Just call me Hua Qiu. Donor, you don't have to be so polite."
Dongfang Shiming and the other two mounted their horses, while Hua Qiu watched them off. It wasn't until Dongfang Shiming turned his horse's head that he moved his steps and slowly returned to the flower stand.
But Dongfang Shiming did not set off immediately. He watched Hua Qiu's back from behind, unable to see clearly until he turned into the gate of Nian Hua Zuo.
"Shi Ming, is there something wrong?" Bai Hao asked when he saw that he was delayed in starting.
Dongfang Shiming looked away: "No, it's okay. Let's go... After running for several days, it's time to take a rest and sort out our thoughts."
After that, he tightened the reins. The horse raised its hooves and galloped towards the road ahead.
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At the same time, the lower world is on the shore of the East China Sea.
The waves are magnificent and the roaring waves crash against the shore. The distant sky is full of haze, shrouded in the vast sea and sky.
The strong wind was as strong as a war drum. The poinsettia stands alone on the rocks on the shore, like a solitary eagle.
The foam brought salty moisture and rushed towards his cheek. The poinsettia looked towards the endless distance, as if something astonishing was looming there.
But except for the huge waves visible to the naked eye, there was nothing there.
Han Chan's commission still feels a bit strange to him until now.
The vast sea painted by the hands of a painter is almost the same as what you see before you. Yet here there is only peace, nothing but peace.
The cold wind is biting to the bone. Poinsettia is used to the cold, and the joints in her hands are a little numb.
This is his second day here. Looking at the gloomy and dark sky, Poinsettia immediately turned around and planned to leave. It seems that today, there is no expected harvest.
Turning around, he frightened away several seagulls parked behind him. However, at the moment when his eyes followed the seagulls, there was a blurry figure on a towering rock not too far away from the poinsettia!
Poinsettia has sharp eyes. When he noticed the man's movements, he immediately subconsciously drew his sword——
That person seems to want to jump into the sea!
