Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 1090 Become a Buddha with one thought (47)

  Her eyes were red and shed tears, as if she was even sadder just now.

   Against the backdrop of the fire, her soft and long black hair hangs down, symbolizing the endless world and troubles.

  Hooking him, step by step, he walked down the lotus platform, down the Buddhist altar, and then took off that layer of cold and dusty Buddha clothes.

  She didn't want to, but she didn't want to—

  The Buddha still has the kind and compassionate appearance, with gentle eyes, wiping her tears.

   "Benefactor, you should believe that there is a definite number in the dark."

  "I once said that no matter what the final outcome is, I will admit it, and I will admit it willingly."

   "Therefore, the benefactor does not need to worry, all the mistakes are borne by myself, and I am willing to bear all the consequences."

  The little beauty looked at him with tears in her eyes: "But, in this way, you will not be able to go back to the Heavenly Palace, and you will no longer be a Buddha respected by everyone. Are you willing to do this?"

  He seemed to be smiling, his snow-white face and eyes were indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything anymore, as if he had expected all of this a long time ago.

  He said: "Almsgiver, do you understand that instead of being a lonely and eternal Buddha in the sky, then I would rather stay in the world and be with you for a short life."

   "The so-called success is better than resignation to death. I wish to be a mandarin duck and not envy immortals. I used to be unable to understand this sentence, but now"

   "I think I get it."

  Buddha should have great love without boundaries, but he has already sunk into small love, and he is happy with it.

  He admits that he is not a Buddha, nor can he become a Buddha.

  He cannot cut off the seven emotions and six desires, nor can he give up.

  Since this is the case, why insist on becoming a Buddha?

   Not to mention... Buddha, what good is it?

  The little beauty looked at him with wet and red eyes, but didn't speak.

  At this moment, the sound of the wind outside seems to have disappeared, as well as the sound of the collision of the door frame.

  It seemed that there were only the two of them left in the world. In the darkness, the sparks were brilliant.

  After a long, long time, she suddenly kissed him.

  Close your eyes, put out the only light, and kissed her deeply.

   Did not speak, no sound, but with a bit of eagerness.

  He hugged her and slowly patted her back.

   Soon, he rolled over again and pushed her down.

  This night, the wind howled, lightning and thunder.

   Outside, at some point, there was a violent storm, sweeping in, almost destroying everything in its path.

   In the dark night, huge lightning lights up the entire sky.

  Boom, boom, thunder and thunder, as if the mountains were shaken for a moment, and the world was shattered.

   Torrential rain, high winds, raging outside.

  The wing room with dilapidated eaves has already leaked water, and it is all over the floor.

  As for the wing room without a door, the torrential rain was blown in.

  The strong wind even wet the woman's clothes placed by the bed, and the things inside were blown to pieces by the strong wind.

  It's so messy and vast, but it seems that it can't affect the wing in the middle.

  The door of the wing room was closed tightly, and a barrier had already been set up outside.

  Buddha light emerges, extremely pure.

  A subtle and ambiguous voice came from within the barrier, but it was quickly covered up by the storm all night, and no one heard it.

  There is only a sigh coming from nowhere, as if coming from the horizon, illusory, leaving endless regrets.

   This night, the Buddha is no longer a Buddha.

   Nothing seems to have changed.

  But all the Buddhas know that the holy lotus platform above the Buddha Hall, no longer.

   Can't wait for its owner.

  (end of this chapter)