They will tend to be true to many people...
...
This is human nature.
If a person's reality is not himself, he will also stand on the side with a large number of people when encountering similar situations.
After figuring this out...
The young scholar opened his mouth and couldn't spit out a word.
But……
But he saw it...
This should be the biggest reason...
At this time, the young scholar felt a little light when he said it, and could not be a heavy evidence that he would hit a blow.
......
Just like my brother and his brother couldn't convince him if they didn't see it.
His sight could not convince his brother and others.
...
There was a deadlock between them.
Unable to crack.
...
but……
Because he was the only one who saw him, but not only his brother was not the only one who saw him.
He became a weak party.
So, it was him who was brought to see the master today.
Not brother.
...
“…Isn’t what I saw with my own eyes real?”
The young scholar seemed to be asking a monk or asking himself.
...
"Did you really see it with your own eyes?"
The monk still threw another problem out of time.
...
The young scholar was stunned.
He blurted out, "Of course I saw it with my own eyes..."
The voice of the young scholar is getting lighter and lighter.
Until it disappeared into the throat.
...
What's the meaning?
The young scholar looked at the monk with a blank expression.
“…I met it many times…”
“…it’s very greedy.”
"Every time... I will eat all the food I prepared."
“The foods eaten are real.”
“…I can’t eat so much food.”
He has no interaction with the black monster.
Could it be that those interactions are all his imagination?
...
How is it possible...
...
The young scholar finds it ridiculous.
How could he imagine these things?
Will he imagine a foodie's black monster coming out?
Oh.
He thought it wasn't his style.
It's absolutely impossible.
Why didn’t he directly imagine a Wenqu Xingjun coming out?
...
"Sometimes, what the eyes see may not necessarily be true."
The monk smiled slightly.
“It is possible that people are blinded.”
"At this time, you need to focus on others."
"Listen to their opinion."
...
"Your brother is very tolerant."
...
The monk's sudden praise made the young scholar, woodcutter and woman stunned.
...
ah?
The young scholar opened his mouth slightly.
What?
Didn’t you just advise him to listen to his brother?
The meaning of the monk is very obvious.
He is not a fool.
He could hear it.
really.
Outsiders also tend to be the choice that more people make.
The monk believed in his brother and thought that what he saw was an illusion...
Although I knew that the other party’s choice was reasonable, I was still a little disappointed.
The so-called eminent monks are nothing more than that.
...
As a result, I suddenly heard a somewhat inexplicable sentence.
certainly.
He did not question the sentence itself.
My brother is very good.
This is for sure.
He just questioned the timing of this sentence.
At this time...
Why do you say this?
...
Not to mention the young scholar, the woodcutter who had been quietly watching the monk communicate with his younger brother was also a little confused.
Why did you suddenly talk about him?
Or is it a compliment to him?
...
He is naturally happy to be praised.
Who is unhappy to receive praise?
only……
Why?
Why did you suddenly praise him?
...
The woodcutter's face was full of doubts and confusion.
He glanced at the woman.
The woman's face was also confused and puzzled.
I felt a little moved.
A monk is worthy of being a monk.
What they say is very confusing.
...
"Brother is very good."
The young scholar nodded, "But Master, what do you mean by what you just said?"
It shouldn't be just to praise my brother, right?
...
"I have met someone who has a similar situation as you, donor."
The monk's eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent.
...
ah?
The young scholar was stunned.
Someone with similar situation to him?
"He has also seen the black monster?!"
"He's the only one who sees it?"
The young scholar became a little excited.
So his situation is normal, right?
The black monster is not his fantasy or imagination...
...
The woodcutter and the woman were also stunned.
Why?
...
The monk shook his head slowly.
"I don't know what she saw?"
...
ah?
The young scholar was a little confused.
"you do not know?"
"Didn't he tell you?"
...
The monk's eyes seemed to have slight waves. When the young scholar looked carefully, the waves seemed to his hallucination.
The young scholar couldn't help but frown.
...
The woodcutter and the woman looked at each other.
I just felt that the words of the monks became more and more confused.
...
"That year, I happened to pass by a small town..."
The monk lowered his eyes and told the story of that year.
"I am resting in the temple outside the city."
"Someone came to invite me."
"I hope I will see someone."
"I'm going."
...
The monk followed the servant through the layers of doors, big or small, and walked through the long corridors.
Arrived in a house.
There are many servants standing with their heads hanging down outside the house.
There are very few people in the room.
Very quiet, too.
...
The monk saw the girl sitting on the bed.
The girl's face was pale.
Eyes were frightened.
Like a frightened little beast.
It's quite a bit pity.
...
But the atmosphere in the room was very heavy and cold.
...
The monk knew that this girl was the purpose of his trip.
...
According to the girl's family, the girl was covered with dirty things.
Getting and losing is crazy.
I hope that the monks can remove filth and break the evil obstacles for the girls.
...
The monk sat down on the chair beside the girl's bed.
"Amitabha."
...
The girl shrank a little.
It shrinks into a ball.
Hiding in the shadows on the bed.
...
The monk smiled.
Compassionate face.
The tone is gentle.
...
Even when facing the abrupt and accusing monks who cursed him, he could remain calm.
Let the other party put down the butcher knife.
Just a girl.
The monk quickly relaxed the girl slightly.
...
When the girl found out that she was jealous and afraid of the other people in the room, the monk asked the girl's family to let him chat with the girl alone.
...
After the efforts of the monk, the girl's family agreed unwillingly.
The girl and the monk were soon left in the room.
...
The monk smiled.
"Donor, please relax."
"There are only two donors and I am a monk in this house."
"Will the donor tell me about the donor's troubles?"
...
The monk's always gentle attitude and the departure of others finally made the girl gradually relax.
...
The girl lowered her head.
No sound.
...
The monk talked about some interesting stories about him traveling around.
Delicious food...
A little unlucky encounter...
...
The girl finally laughed.
Chapter completed!