Li Xun smiled slightly, suddenly became interested, got up and walked out: "You guys rest here for a while, I'll go out and take a look."

When Ouyang Li heard the words, he stood up quickly and wanted to go with him. Li Xun pushed him back to his seat and said, "This is an order." Ouyang Li nodded helplessly and watched Li Xun go out alone.

There was no one around. This was probably the innermost part of Bailing Temple, and most people couldn't get in. It seemed that the piece of gold given to the monk had some effect.

He walked looking for the sound, getting closer and closer. When he came to a dilapidated house, Li Xun stopped. The sound came clearly from inside the house to the outside. It was warm and calm. There was no door to the house. He stood at the door.

At a glance, Li Xun saw an old monk with a white beard sitting on his knees in the center of the room. He was knocking on the wood with his left hand, while his right hand was constantly turning a string of Buddhist beads, and he was chanting bursts of exotic Buddha beads.

sound.

The Buddha's voice suddenly stopped, and the old monk closed his eyes tightly, as if he had noticed Lin Yan's entrance, and blurted out in a calm and gentle voice: "Why did the donor come?"

Li Xun smiled slightly and said: "Come when you come and go when you leave. Master, why do you need to ask so many questions?"

"Amitabha!" There was a smile on the old monk's face, and he shouted the Buddha's name. Still closing his eyes, he stretched out his withered right hand, pointed to a cushion chair next to him, and said: "Since we are destined to meet each other, please sit down, donor.

"

"Thank you, Master!" Li Xun thanked him without being polite, and sat down according to the old monk's instructions.

After Li Xun sat down, the old monk didn't speak. He closed his eyes and sat there motionless. Time passed. Half an hour passed quickly. Li Xun was a little puzzled. This old monk was quite interesting. He asked him to come in and then

Li Xun wanted to speak several times, but he didn't know what to say. The two of them sat quietly like this for nearly half an hour.

After a while, Li Xun glanced at the old monk and saw that he was still motionless. He suddenly felt a little impatient and stood up to leave. At this moment, the old monk suddenly spoke: "The donor is not feeling well."

, I feel melancholy, but I can’t find an outlet to vent my feelings.”

Li Xun sat down again and said quietly: "Who can live without worries in this life?"

"Everyone does have troubles, but how to deal with them and solve them?"

Li Xun asked softly: "Master, what advice do you have?"

The old monk smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand and clenched it into a fist, "You try it."

Li Xun complied with the instruction in confusion, "Clench it tighter." So Li Xun squeezed his fist tighter and tighter, and his fingers almost squeezed into his palm. "How do you feel?" the old monk asked kindly,

Li Xun let go of his hand, looked at the old monk, and shook his head blankly.

At this time, the old monk suddenly picked up a green date and an iron piece the size of a fingernail on the table, put them in Lin Yan's hand, and said: "Strength, hold tight."

"Hold tighter and use more force."

Painful, the iron piece pierced the flesh and blood of his palm, and blood immediately flowed out from the gap in his fist. Li Xun frowned, looked at the old monk, and said angrily: "Master, what exactly do you want me to do?"

The old monk said slowly: "Does your palm hurt?"

This is not nonsense?

Li Xun frowned and nodded, but the old monk suddenly shouted loudly: "Since it hurts, why don't you release your fist quickly!"

Li Xun was startled by the old monk's loud shout and quickly released his palm. The iron piece had already pierced the skin and flesh of the palm and the green date. The green date was dyed even redder by the blood, although it was not bleeding.

There was a little blood, but these were just superficial injuries. Li Xun didn't care, but he just didn't know why the old monk did this to himself.

Li Xun looked at the old monk and said impatiently: "Master, do you have any other advice?"

The old monk smiled, not paying attention to the irony in Li Xun's words, and said: "Since the iron piece has pierced the jujube, why didn't the donor take it out!"

Li Xun's face changed, and countless changes flashed across his eyes, from confusion, hesitation, ignorance, to clarity.

Take out the fragments! Li Xun felt enlightened. Many things that he couldn't figure out before were now understood one by one. The green dates are like life and career, and the iron piece is the jealousy that binds Li Xun.

, Confused, helpless, worried, I have been in this world for some years, and I have experienced many things. I have gradually become mature and have rights in my hands, but Li Xun still feels confused because too many things have happened.

It is not his true wish. After experiencing so many things, Li Xun himself can feel that he has changed. Compared with his former self, his personality, temperament, and thoughts are too many. Li Xun sometimes thinks

, what kind of person will you eventually become in the future?

"It seems that the donor should have a clear understanding. Things in the world are like these green dates and this piece of iron. If you take something, you will lose it. If you don't take anything, and you hold your fist empty, no matter how hard you exert it, it will be nothing.

Finding nothing is called a futile effort. In the heart, the green dates are better than all the beautiful things in the world, while the iron pieces are the troubles that plague people in the world. The world is changing, no matter what you do, troubles will inevitably occur. Since the iron pieces have become

Why not take out the stumbling blocks on the road ahead as soon as possible!"

Looking at the green dates and iron pieces in his hands, and after listening to the old monk's words, Li Xun suddenly felt enlightened, and there was no confusion in his heart. What's the point of life, and what's the point of death. Now that I'm here, it's what God has given me.

Given another opportunity, why not make a big splash? Your reputation will be passed down through the ages, and you will be worshiped by the world after your death. Even if you die tragically on the spot, there is nothing to fear! If you think too much, you will only trap yourself in the end. Since

In this way, simply don’t think too much about it. Who can know what will happen in the future?

Li Xun stood up and prostrated, and solemnly bowed three times to the old monk, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance. Li Xun learned a lot after listening to the lecture. Please accept my three bows!"

The old monk suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyeballs were all pale. He looked straight at Li Xun with indescribable horror, and there was a strong and strange look on his face. "From you, I feel... familiarity."

the taste of."

Li Xun was stunned and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

The old monk shook his head gently, closed his eyes, and hung his head slightly, motionless.

Li Xun called the old monk several times, but when he didn't answer, he stepped forward and patted the old monk's shoulder, but he still didn't move. Suddenly, he had a bad thought in his heart, and he quickly reached out to the old monk's breath.

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Chapter completed!