However, even though the March period has arrived, I have no progress on the "Shan Closing Formation". According to Brother Shu's request, I can only take the only book recording the Mountain Closing Formation and copy it carefully. And the most thrilling thing about the "Shan Closing Formation" in that book is pitifully few, with only a line of small characters on it, but this book is definitely not thin, conservatively estimated to be one centimeter thick, but what Brother Shu said will never be taken back, so I could only sigh and copy it.

A Zheng is a divine beast. I knew before that it could be successful without meditation. Before, in the valley, because I had nothing to do, even though it was too easy to practice, my life in the temple was already comfortable, so I didn’t feel much touched, but now... I held the book in my right hand and wrote with my left hand. Because there were too many experiences in the past, I could be as calm as the books in front of me, but there was a pixiu that seemed to be nothing. This dull mood seemed unnecessary because I could do nothing.

I looked at A Zheng who was drowsy next to me. When I wrote two paragraphs, I could always see his chin yawning one by one. At first, I could pretend to be calm and continue writing, but after a lot of times, I could no longer concentrate. After being interrupted again, I finally couldn't help it and said in a bad tone: "A Zheng, if you have nothing else, go back to your room to sleep! Can you not disturb me?"

A Zheng held up his paws and licked them, his tone was sleepy: "I didn't make any sound, right? Are you disturbing you?"

I snorted and said angrily: "Brother, can I beg you? You always stay here. Although you didn't do anything, I just yawned twice for a quarter of an hour. I really can't focus on it. If you are really sleepy, just go back to the house to sleep?" A Zheng looked at me suspiciously. Seeing that I was serious, he finally jumped off the table obediently and went out without looking back. Before leaving, I clearly heard the words it complained about: "There are so many things!" I grinded my teeth, but in the end I didn't have to rush up and hit it, and still insisted on copying the following contents.

After I finally copied all this book, it was already four days later. After that, Brother Shu really did not restrain me in practice, and did not guide me in anything, unless I encountered troubles and really needed others to solve my doubts, I could not find them at will. They had a deep power in my heart, and I dared not ask them easily, so I could only catch Namo and ask questions.

Namo has been living a casual life recently. When he was looking for him, he was drinking in a town nearest to the mountain. The pub was located in a famous flower street in the city. Opposite the pub was a brothel. Nanmo looked like Buddha light was printed. Those who saw him for the first time would not help but think that he was a good person. Before he could speak, the girl opposite obviously would not realize the bad nature of Namo, so she threw her eyes and pretended to behave.

The name of the city is "Er Shui". The origin is probably because there is a river running across the entire city in the city, and the name of the river is "Er Shui". It is said that in ancient times, the name of this river was "Ye Yuze". I don't know the reason. However, when someone from outside passed by Er Shui City, the people in the city always like to say these legends that they didn't know whether they knew the true or false, which attracted others' awe. In the tavern where Namo was drinking, there was only the name of "Wine Man" on the plaque. It was remote. I searched for a long time before I finally found Namo. He lay lazily on the table, and occasionally a woman laughed at him from afar. He smiled without hesitation, and always waved at them, smiling in a seductive way.

When I first found him, he was sitting there in this way. I frowned and walked towards him, saying, "Nanmo, can you be a little positive?" Nanmo didn't look back when he heard the sound, and took another sip with the wine jar, then replied staggeringly, "Why are you here? Shouldn't you read books in the library or fiddle with your new formation in the pavilion?"

I shook my hands and sat directly opposite him. I also took a jar of wine from the table. After taking a sip, I said silly: "You don't like you, why? My beloved girl already has something to do with you, so I don't want you anymore?"

Nan Wu waved his hand and said helplessly: "I am a monk who has become a monk at the beginning. I sincerely converted to the Buddha. Don't think too much." I laughed and didn't say anything, so I just drank a few more sips of wine. Then he raised his head and asked, "What? Ask me if you have something to do?" I cleared my throat and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with him. The expression on his face was normal. Then he asked slowly: "Brother Shu and the others have been avoiding me recently. Can I know the reason?" Nan Wu was stunned and suddenly sighed: "Yes, what they did was too obvious, but now there is really nothing to do." I felt aroused and asked, "What do you say?"

Namo tilted his head and thought about it before explaining to me: "I told you earlier that you had died prematurely. We changed your fate a little, but because I was afraid that the world would discover it, I didn't dare to do it too much. So now your fate is not much different from before. It's just a little better. It depends more on yourself. But they have to work hard to delay your death for a while. If God wants to fight with you and insist on letting you die, you still can't stop it. So they can only try their best to practice your cultivation, which is similar to "supporting seedlings to grow". Recently, in order to make you independent, they have been determined not to appear in front of you again. Although I don't agree with their approach, they are outnumbered! I have no other way."

I looked at his expression, as if he was very sad, but they always had unknown secrets, and their ordinary expressions always had various emotions, so that until now, even though I had no desire to spy on their secrets, I subconsciously observed whether their hearts were exactly the same as they were on the surface. However, after I looked at him for a long time, I could only see the calmness in his eyes and no turmoil.

I sighed, and for some reason I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable: "Namo, if you are not very willing to cry, then laugh out loud. In front of me, there is actually no need for you to cover up your emotions."

Namo glanced at me strangely and asked lazily: "Who told you that I want to cry?"

I paused and had to answer according to his words: "This is just a metaphor. I mean that if you are not very sad now, then you don't have to show me this way. After all, I have a rough understanding of what you look like. Brother Shu may not be as compassionate as he looks on his face, Sister Jun is not as cold as she shows, Gan Yu is not as ignorant as I understood before, and you are not as I thought before, so many things... you don't need to cover up in front of me."

Nam Wu held his eyebrows, and suddenly looked at me with a smile for a while, and asked softly: "You said Ah Shu? Do you think he doesn't have the world?"

I looked at him with a funny look: "Even if you have such a thing as the Buddha who shines the world, it is difficult for you to do it, so Brother Shu will naturally not be so stupid."

Namo raised his eyebrows: "I mean what you mean... do you think the Buddha is stupid, or Ah Shu?"

I was stunned: "Of course I don't mean that, my focus is..."

Namo smiled and took a sip of wine, and waved his hand without any attention: "My focus is not this, I just want to say... Why do you think that Shu is not like a good person who is compassionate? There is a poem saying 'Charity is the basis, always joy is the primitive, give alms only, be humble, be respectful'. Just these four points, among the countless beings, A Shu can no longer do anything outstanding!"

I was stunned and replied slowly, "That only means there is no Buddha in the world." Namo laughed softly and asked again, "How do you know that Ah Shu is not the only Buddha in the world! He is so powerful that he can beat him and calculate with both hands."

I was stunned. I didn't doubt the correctness of Namo's words. I just scratched my head and continued the words in confusion: "Then I don't know. I think this may have nothing to do with strength, right? I just subconsciously feel that there is too much blood in his hands and too much killing, so I can't become a Buddha." Namo laughed loudly, unconsciously fiddling with the wine bowl in front of him. After laughing, he answered my words coldly, but his tone was harsh and harsh as others could not detect: "That's them who deserved to die! Those people should have died long ago. If Ah Shu hadn't been kind-hearted and kept their lives, then those things wouldn't have happened at all later, and many people wouldn't have died!"

I was stunned and didn't dare to justify this moment, but I didn't know where the intuition came from, telling me that Brother Shu was stained with innocent blood on his hands...a lot.

After that, Namo and I didn't speak anymore. He was upset and couldn't listen to the advice. He only knew that I kept drinking. It was useless for me to persuade me for a long time, so I just ignored it and followed one jar after another to relieve the busyness that might appear next. After all, Namo said clearly enough. Brother Shu didn't want me to die, so he could only let me grow up as much as possible. I didn't want them to be discouraged, so I could only work hard and never relax in the future.

So later, Namo and I were silently drinking face to face, without saying anything. But after the wine was gone, we shouted and asked the waiter to drink. After the wine was ready, we poured it without saying a word until our consciousness gradually blurred and we fell into darkness.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!