The flowers have fallen in the Buddhist hall, and the incense has been exhausted, and the withered Buddha sits alone on the tower.
In front of the temple, people are asking for good luck, while the old monk silently sweeps the autumn sky.
Autumn brings beautiful scenery every year, and the evergreen trees begin to emerge.
It’s just that the years are like water, and the river is filled with deep sorrow...
The evergreen trees among the mountains and forests seem to be so conspicuous only when all the trees are withered and yellow. This is true every year.
There are so many people in this world, who would care about the withered vegetation.
It has been decades since Bai Yi died. At that time, ordinary people in the world had grown old, and countless new people were born. The flower of the other side that grows all over the world will eventually be forgotten by the world, and only a few people can remember it...
The world also doesn’t know that a little girl in the mountains and forests has never grown up...
The vastness is endless, and the years are like quicksand.
That time was like water, and in the blink of an eye another hundred years passed.
In an unknown place, a dark book of life and death seems to have crossed the endless river and drifted into the vast white mist.
Nothing could be seen clearly in the white mist, as if it was just light and separated from the world...
A stone tablet that reaches the sky stands in the white mist, like a world.
There was a woman standing under the stone tablet. The woman was wearing a long white dress and her slender figure was graceful. There was a golden divine pattern on the woman's forehead, but the woman's face could not be seen clearly. biquge.biz
The book of life and death floated in front of the woman, shining with black brilliance, as if waiting for something.
I don’t know how many years have passed, but a cold and ethereal consciousness slowly awakened in the Book of Life and Death...
It's just that his consciousness seems to be very weak, but he can't seem to remember anything.
That ray of consciousness looked at the vastness in front of it and slowly fell into a deep sleep. Its ignorant consciousness could not understand what it was.
After an unknown number of years, this ray of consciousness woke up again.
When he woke up this time, this ray of consciousness seemed to finally have some basic understanding. He recognized his own existence and the existence of all things in the world...
But this consciousness still seemed to be very weak, and he gradually fell into a deep sleep again, but before falling asleep, he saw the figure of the woman in the white dress in front of him.
This time he fell asleep, and that consciousness slept for a long, long time, for an unknown number of years.
The book of life and death floating in the world doesn't seem to be in a hurry, and is just trying its best to nourish that consciousness.
And the woman in the long skirt under the stone monument in the mist didn't seem to be in a hurry. She just stood there quietly, as if she had long been accustomed to waiting.
Time in this world flies by, and it seems to be just a dispensable concept in her eyes.
She quietly waited for the awakening of consciousness, as if waiting for the child she had been waiting for countless years...
It seemed like countless years had passed, and after this awakening of consciousness, I realized the words of the human world.
Consciousness is like a breeze, but also like an invisible thing.
He woke up slowly, feeling confused and confused.
This ray of consciousness exhausted all the known words and asked the first question to the woman in the white dress with great difficulty:
"You...what?"
The woman in the white dress floated in front of the wandering Book of Life and Death, looking at the Book of Life and Death calmly, and at the wisp of ignorant consciousness in the Book of Life and Death.
It took her a long time to understand the first problem of this ray of consciousness.
She thought for a long time and organized the human words that she didn't quite understand.
"I'm... nothing."
The woman's voice was very beautiful, as if it were the most beautiful voice in the world, but her consciousness couldn't distinguish or understand it.
Both of them are people who don't know much about the world's words. When communicating, it seems extremely difficult for them to understand each other's questions and answers.
The ray of consciousness hiding in the book of life and death looked at the detached woman in front of him, as if he wanted to take a look at himself.
However, he discovered that he looked different from the other person.
The other person has the shape of a human being, but he does not. This book of life and death seems to be just a carrier for him now.
He is nothing, he is just a ray of consciousness...
This ray of consciousness fell into silence. For some reason, a sad emotion slowly emerged in his consciousness.
After a long time, this ray of consciousness once again asked the woman in the white dress in front of her a second question.
"Why do I?"
This time, the woman in the white dress seemed unable to understand this question of consciousness, and thought about it for a long time.
Time was passing by rapidly, and it seemed that she had been thinking about this issue for several years.
However, she still couldn't figure it out.
"don't know......"
His consciousness was silent, and he looked at the woman in front of him, feeling a little sad.
Fatigue came over him, and his consciousness fell into a deep sleep again.
The woman in the white dress watched her consciousness fall asleep again, with a hint of confusion on her face, but she continued to wait.
It's full of gloom, and it's been a few more years...
When he regained consciousness again, he found that the woman in front of him was still standing there... She seemed to have no concept of time, and she would not feel bored.
After his consciousness awakened this time, there were many more things in his consciousness, but he still didn't know what he was...
"What am I?" This is the third question that has been raised in my mind for who knows how many years, but it seems to be the second question.
The woman in the white dress understood this question, but spent some time thinking about it.
She couldn't define what the current state of this ray of consciousness was, but she was trying her best to answer the other party with her unfamiliar words.
"Between life...death...!"
The consciousness understood the woman's answer, but could not understand its meaning.
"What...is life? What...is death? What...is between?"
The woman in the white dress thought for a long time and finally gave the answer.
"Life...exists! Death...does not exist! Between..." The woman thought for a long time, gently raised her hand, clicked two points in the void, and then pointed at two points. position between.
"This is...between!"
The consciousness fell into silence again, and after a long, long silence, he continued to ask, "What is...existence, and what is...non-existence?"
The woman looked at this confused consciousness and gently waved her slender hand to draw another person in the void.
"exist..."
Then the woman erased the person in the void, "Doesn't exist."
The consciousness watched the woman's actions and explanations, and slowly understood what the woman meant, but then asked again, "What is between existence...non-existence...?"
The woman pointed to her consciousness gently and spoke softly.
"You are."
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