The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Looking at this memory, Founder finally had a deep understanding of the past of the three brothers, and was also lost in thought. How should the three brothers' achievements be counted?

Say they are good people? They bully and pit people countless. On this, they should be bad, evil, sinners!

But say they are full of bad guys? It is not necessarily true. The feelings between their brothers and their filial piety to their father have surpassed countless ordinary people, even good people!

Fang Zheng rubbed his eyebrows. For the first time, he didn't know how to characterize a person.

"System, such a person is a good person or a bad person in yours?" Fangzheng finally chose to consult the system.

After the system was silent for a while, he said: "Heaven and earth are benevolent dogs. In the eyes of heaven and earth, there is no right or wrong, good or evil in the world, or even survival and extinction. , Their approach is not right or wrong.

In the eyes of natural creatures, the fittest survives, the remainder is king, and it is the truth that survives. From this perspective, their approach is correct, in order to survive, they can do whatever they can.

But the reason why people are the spirit of all things is not only because they have thoughts and are more intelligent, but also one thing, that is morality. What is morality? Little Dade is at home, Dade is at home. When the two are in opposition, the small one obeys the big one, and it is for the chivalry. It is not wrong to succumb to the big ones.

However, whoever harms the world and establishes oneself, no matter what the reason, in the moral judgment of man, after all, is greater than the work.

These three brothers have done their merits, and right or wrong, you judge for yourself. "

The system said a lot, but it did not say, but Founder heard something, right and wrong, he judged? In this case ...

The Founder folded his hands and said silently, "Amitabha, in this case, there is no limit to suffering, so let the poor monk take you for a ride."

Having said that, Founder once again cast a dream on the yellow beam. The next moment, a picture appeared in the mind of the second son, Song Xianshu. It was the picture before Song Yuan was captured. , Especially the last four words: "Be a good person!"

To others, these four words may be nothing, but these four words fall in the mind of the second child, but they are like a hammer hammer hitting his soul! Every repetition is a blow!

In the face of Song Yuan's eyes full of endless expectations, he thought of what he had done over the years, and he became increasingly guilty. But no matter how he avoided, Song Yuan's eyes were still in front of him, and his voice was still echoing.

After three consecutive beeps, a Buddhist horn suddenly sounded: "Amitabha, the donor, if there is no doubt, go down the mountain."

Hearing this, the second son, Song Xianhe, suddenly raised his head, only to discover that the picture in front of him had disappeared. It is still an ancient temple of blue lanterns, a wooden monk!

Seeing this, Song Xianhe frowned and stared at Fang Zheng. It's a pity that Fang Zheng didn't lift his head, and hit the wooden fish there, one time, two times, three times ...

Listening to the sound of that chant, Song Xianhe suddenly got up, and the other side nodded slightly and turned away. Until he came out of the mountain gate, Song Xianhe suddenly froze. He went to the Buddhist temple to seek the answer. As a result, it seemed that he didn't get any answer!

When thinking of this, Song Xianhe subconsciously thought of the picture repeated three times in his mind, and thought of Song Yuan's extremely unexpected eyes and words, he felt even more guilty.

Shaking his head, Song Xian and went down the mountain.

"Master, are you letting him go now?" The red child asked, puzzled by Song Xianhe's back.

The Founder asked, "What else?"

"Uh, it's so late, he just went down the mountain like this, I'm afraid something would happen," Honghai said.

The squirrel came together and asked, "What can happen?"

The red child said intently: "It wasn't his accident, it was someone else's accident."

The squirrel couldn't understand it any more, and looked at the Founder in confusion. Founder touched his little head and said, "Let's go and explain it slowly for you."

When the squirrel heard it, it quickly followed.

At the same time, at the foot of the mountain, Song Xianhe and Song Xiancheng, who were resettled in Wang Yougui's house, did not sleep.

Knowing that Song Yuan could wake up tomorrow, both looked very excited. Song Xiancheng deliberately bought some wine and came back, and the two of them stood by the side, drinking and chatting.

However, talking about the second son of Song Xianshu, the thought of Song Xianshu's death, the two were instantly silent. The original joy disappeared, and Song Xiancheng cried on the spot. I took a big sip of wine and cried, "Big brother, I miss second brother."

Song Xianhe's eyes were also red, and he patted Song Xiancheng's shoulder and said, "Say okay, don't say this in front of Dad. When Dad wakes up, tell him that the second child is abroad ... why do you still say?"

Song Xiancheng cried: "As soon as I thought of our brother working hard for so many years, my dad finally woke up and the family was reunited. As a result, my second brother ... my TM couldn't help crying."

After speaking, Song Xiancheng lay crying on Song Xianhe's shoulders.

Seeing this, Song Xianhe endured the urge to cry, patted his back, with a bit of anger, "You disappointing guy, Dad will wake up tomorrow. You want to cry, cry hard today, tomorrow , Give me back! Let me cry if you want to cry! "

Song Xiancheng heard the words, nodded strongly, and then continued to open his mouth wide, crying loudly, but when he cried, he looked up and saw something lying on the window!

It's dark, the lights in the room are bright, but it's dark outside, you can't see what's outside.

Song Xiancheng looked closely and saw that thing seemed to be a personal face! Taking a closer look, Song Xiancheng suddenly exclaimed: "Second Brother?"

"Okay, don't cry, cry." Song Xianhe slapped Song Xiancheng's shoulder.

Song Xiancheng quickly pushed Song Xianhe away and pointed out the window: "Brother, look, isn't that the second brother's face? Second brother is back! His soul is back! He really does not want us, and runs back as a ghost!"

Hearing this, Song Xianhe was about to scold him for talking nonsense, but he still looked at it subconsciously, but the window was almost black with nothing.

Song Xianhe glanced at Song Xiancheng and said, "Where are you from? Are you drinking too much?"

Song Xiancheng shook his head and looked at it. Sure enough, there was no one outside the window.

PS: Depressed, aren't Jilin's prescriptions open 24 hours? I have a sore throat that is sore, and I ca n’t write the painful words. I used Baidu maps to find a circle. All the hospitals were closed and crying ... I can only work until the drug store opens tomorrow. Hey……