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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty [Children's Heart]

Zhou Yi did not outperform Huizhu. He did it on purpose just to make the child happy. Moreover, the goal of returning with the young monk was too great, so he was just a visitor. It would be better to wait for Huizhu to touch back to Gle Awang Palace by herself and then visit him officially.

The Gle Awang Palace is actually not a palace, but a temple complex built on the hillside of the Tanggula Mountain. It enshrines various Buddhas and the famous Guru Padmasambhava who preached to the west. Because of Huizhu, a monk who lived in the next life, he was qualified to be called the "Palace". There are more than a dozen "Palaces" like this in the Western Regions, and all the monks in the next life live in it, which will benefit the people.

The Fire Pill and Master Demba, who have the right to restrain Huizhu, are now in meditation. It is said that the two realized that Huizhu will have a "catastrophe". It is difficult to predict whether it is a blessing or a disaster. Therefore, they joined forces to enter meditation, hoping to find a trace of inspiration to help Huizhu avoid this disaster. Because they shoulder the responsibility of cultivating and protecting Zhou Huizhu, the two set the time to wake up at 10 o'clock this morning. If they can't wake up, other monks will help wake up.

Once these two people entered into meditation, no one could care about Huizhu anymore. So when he came back, the monks pretended not to see it when they saw it. They didn’t see it when the little monk slipped away last night. If they saw it now, wouldn’t it be impossible to get along with themselves? Although the little monks were to be punished to recite and write, they would also be punished to be confiscated. There was no food to eat in this place with an altitude of more than 4,800 meters? Even the native Western Regions people could not hold on.

Huizhu beat Zhou Yi and happily ran back to Gle Awang Palace but did not go back to his room directly. He had planned that there was still time, so he ran to the backyard. There was a very clean and dry yard behind Gle Awang Palace. There was no trees to grow in the yard, but several acres of cotton thorn chrysanthemums were planted, and most of the yard was opened red and white. A middle-aged couple was watering and turning over the soil, and renovating these treasures.

He called out his parents and Huizhu rushed over. He had been separated from his parents since he had memory. His parents were sent to this yard to live. Usually, he had to go down the mountain with the consent of Master Huo Dan and others, and he had to be protected by a large number of attendants. He could only live here for less than half a month a year, and his parents were so respectful to him, so respectful that he didn't look like a family.

"I dare not, but I dare not. The master will ruin us."

The father waved his hands and pushed him out, and the mother shed tears. She seemed to want to pull him back, but she still couldn't make up her mind. In the end, she simply turned her face away and rushed into the house crying. This son brought her a worry-free life, but it also made her unable to enjoy the joy of family. Since Huizhu was recognized by Huo Dan and the others, she has no longer been an ordinary person.

Huizhu is also crying. The children at the foot of the mountain are envious of him. In fact, what he envies the most are the children at the foot of the mountain. Those children may not even study as much as him. Some people don’t even speak Chinese. Occasionally, they will be happy for a long time after eating a piece of high-quality butter; but they can lie in their mother’s warm arms every night, act coquettishly, ride on the hors dating and archery with their children of the same age.

If you think about it, you will be envious. Why am I a monk Huizhu? Why do I have to study every day? Why do I even bow to my parents when I see me? Why

It was like a big net that could not be seen clearly tightly bound him. And since he was born, this big net has existed and he couldn't tear it apart. It was obvious that Huo Dan and Master Demba were entering a state of meditation, and no one could control him as a monk. He wanted to get close to his parents, but his father would still be pushed out by his father. Lai Huizhu cried. He was afraid that he would never tear it open, and the bigger he would be the less he could tear it apart. One day, as Master Huo Dan said, he would restore his memory and magic power from his previous life. At that time, he was this net, and he was the net, how could he break through it?

The monks in the Glehwang Palace just knelt in front of him and murmured to pray and blessing him. No one really knew the pain and pain in his heart. Huizhu looked towards the direction of the palace gate. He wanted to see Zhou Yi and Liu Xu appear, but unfortunately the one who appeared in front of him was a few old lamas, and the leader was the white-browed and white-bearded Fire Pill Master.

Where is Master Mingwei? Huizhu screamed like crazy. Before Zhou Yi and Liuxu appeared, Mingwei was his only friend. This monk from the Chinese Qing Sect is very good at eating, he is his fellow friend, and is also a very wise person. Under Mingwei's guidance, he can always say a lot of words that make him happy and praise him.

Once he told Mingwei that the pain in his heart, Mingwei asked him with a smile, "You think that being a monk in the next life will lose a lot of freedom, no time to enjoy family happiness, no happiness of ordinary children, do you think those ordinary children are really happy? They will also have their own troubles and pains. They have to struggle for life, but you don't need it. You have the best teachers and the best attendant. When you respond to your calls, thousands of herders will bow to your feet. If you envy those children, how can you know that they won't envy you?"

"If you were asked to choose, would you choose this life or the past life?" Seeing Huizhu not speaking, Mingwei asked with a smile.

"This life, the past life?"

"Be an ordinary child in this life, live with your parents, and at the same time, you must do a lot of housework like those children on the grassland, study, worry about poor test scores and not being able to get out of the grassland in the future, worry about the coming of a blizzard, which will freeze the lambs at home to death. In the past life, you were your monk, with wisdom as the sea and followers as the clouds, admired by thousands of people and envied by countless people."

Mingwei smiled and let Huizhu make her own choice.

"I chose this life. I want to be an ordinary child. I don't want to be a master and monk. I'm really tired."

"Isn't it tired? The monk in the next life, you are the second life, and there will be three life, four life, and five life in the future." Mingwei smiled unstoppable: "Or what if we Qingshu people don't understand the idea of ​​the Western Regions Buddhism, Buddhism clearly practices in the next life but not in this life, so that we can be free and easy in the next life. Reincarnation like you is equivalent to circling in the 'this life' and suffering. The little monk Huizhu, you still have wisdom, and you can see through this."

Huizhu actually didn't understand Mingwei's words, but she knew that this monk from the mainland was on his side. According to Master Huo Dan, this Master Mingwei's Buddhism is also very profound. Although he is not from the Western Regions, he is also very respectable. Why can't Master Huo Dan praise him like him and say these words that make him happy after listening to it?

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Will this brother Zhou Yi be a bridge to help himself as Master Mingwei said?

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