real world.

It's already bright outside the window.

Wu Wen is sleeping soundly on the bed.

Because the curtains were not fully closed last night, a ray of sunlight shined through the curtains just above Wu Wen's eyelids.

Stimulated by the light, Wu Wen's eyelids trembled up and down. The next second, her eyes slowly opened, and her hazy eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze.

"Um……"

As soon as Wu Wen woke up, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand and put it on her forehead.

The tingling sensation between his eyebrows made his originally confused mind a little clearer.

Wu Wen slowly got out of bed, raised her head and looked around. It took a while before she remembered where her bathroom was.

Walking to the bathroom, Wu Wen looked at herself in the mirror blankly.

He reached out and scratched his hair.

"Xiao Monk's hair... no! Uh..."

As soon as Wu Wen recalled it, she felt a huge memory emerge in her mind, but soon, this memory was smoothed by an invisible force, and then these memories turned from waterfalls to flowing water, slowly flowing out of her mind.

As the flow passed, the wildly beating eyebrows began to slowly calm down.

Wu Wen rested for more than half an hour before finishing sorting out the memories in her mind.

This memory spans nearly fifty years.

But fortunately, memory is not continuous. Only some more important memories are retained, and some useless and cumbersome memories are completely forgotten.

The memory left behind is like a TV series with more than ten episodes, except that the protagonist is himself.

This feeling was very familiar to him.

"So...this time I am a monk in this parallel world?!!!"

Wu Wen touched his hair. Maybe it was because he had just woken up. When he looked in the mirror, he always felt that his hair looked a bit unsightly.

"No no no!"

Wu Wen realized the horror of her idea and shuddered all over.

He now has a wife and a daughter, how could he have the idea of ​​becoming a monk?!

"Amitabha!"

How could I?

Wu Wen was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the hands that had been clasped together at some point in the mirror, his expression was blank.

Chen Xue had already gone to work early.

Unlike Wu Wen, Wu Wen's video UP host is a freelancer. As an accountant, she has to go to work early every day. It happens to be the end of the month these days. It is not an exaggeration to say that Chen Xue is extremely busy.

Therefore, only he can sleep until he wakes up naturally every day, but Chen Xue has to get up at 7 o'clock every morning, pack up, and then drive to the company to work.

In the past, Wu Wen, as a video UP host, actually lived a more anxious life than Chen Xue. Even if he became popular and made a little money, he would be even more anxious.

I was exhausted every day thinking about the copywriting and theme of the video. In addition to these, I also had to shoot and edit the video. Everything was done by one person.

Although he seems to be working as a freelancer, his mental state is even worse than before when he was working.

But since awakening the memory of the parallel world.

Although he still repeats the cycle of finding themes and copywriting every day, he feels that after these small adventures, he feels much more confident.

In addition, many things in the parallel world can arouse his imagination.

Before I knew it, I had accumulated a lot of wonderful ideas, my video shooting was getting better and better, and I kept making a little money.

Therefore, Wu Wen never feels that this is a burden when it comes to parallel world memory.

Even if in the morning he would be affected by his memory and inexplicably want to be a monk!

After a little tinkering, Wu Wen walked out of the room.

It was almost ten o'clock when he went out. His wife went to work, his daughter went to school, and his mother probably went for a walk, so he was alone in the house now.

When he came to the kitchen, millet porridge and some steamed buns were being heated for him in the rice cooker.

He took it out skillfully and put it on the dining table. After placing the plate, he looked at the fragrant millet porridge in the rice, the white steamed bun next to it, and the pickled mustard beside him.

It was obviously just steamed buns with pickled mustard and a piece of millet porridge. In the past, he was tired of eating breakfast. Now, in a daze, he just felt happy.

How can we not feel happy when we have such a delicious meal?

Wu Wen had a peaceful smile on her face, she sat upright, and her eyes were plain but with a hint of pure brightness.

He silently clasped his hands together, and then skillfully recited the "Offering Mantra"

"Make offerings to the pure Dharmakaya Buddha Vairocana Buddha, the perfect Sambhogakaya Buddha Vairocana Buddha, the thousands of billions of incarnations of Sakyamuni Buddha, the future reborn Maitreya Buddha, the Ultimate Bliss World Amitabha Buddha, and all the Buddhas of the ten directions and three times."

"Porridge has ten benefits, benefiting travelers. The retribution is boundless, and you will always be happy after all."

". We should wish all sentient beings to do whatever they want and possess all the Buddha's teachings."

A section of the "Two-hour Linzhai Ritual" that seemed to be engraved in the bones was fluently read out by Wu Wen.

"Two o'clock fasting ceremony" is a sutra that a monk needs to recite before and after eating.

As a monk, before making offerings during the morning and afternoon fasts, you must first make offerings to the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, then make offerings to the monks and other practitioners, and finally make offerings to those who give alms and food during fasting.

This is the so-called offering to the Three Jewels of Buddha, Dharma and Sangha.

In his memory, he had been reciting it for almost sixty years, so in just a daze, he blurted out this verse that he could memorize without having to remember it.

After finishing reading, Wu Wen was stunned.

He looked at his clasped hands as if he had just woken up from a dream, then quickly separated them as if there was something unclean stuck in his palms, and then nervously shook his head and looked around.

After he made sure that his mother had gone out, it was also Monday, and the children had gone to school, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah"

Wu Wen suddenly laughed, then shook her head, picked up the steamed bun, and was about to bite it, but when she was about to bite it, she suddenly stopped.

He used to eat like this, eat big, drink big, and eat like crazy. Hesse ate very fast, and his mother told him he was reincarnated as a hungry ghost countless times.

He originally wanted to eat like this in the same way as before.

But just when he was about to do this, the idea that he should respect the food and chew it slowly to allow the food to be better absorbed naturally emerged in his mind.

No need to think about it, this was what he thought when he was "unknown".

Wu Wen didn't want to pay attention to it at first, so she wanted to use this method to resist the instinct brought by memory.

But then, what came to his mind were the memories of what he had seen and the various tragedies he encountered when he encountered famine.

I remembered those man-eating demons in the temple.

I thought of the pale bones on the road.

So, he finally corrected his sitting posture and no longer looked very casual.

Eat porridge, steamed buns, and pickled mustard

Wu Wen chewed slowly and seriously enjoyed this breakfast, which he had not felt anything about in the past.

Although Wu Wen chewed her food carefully, she actually ate not very slowly.

After a while, Wu Wen finished all the breakfast.

He restrained himself from the idea of ​​continuing to perform the "Jie Zhai Gao".

But even so, even though he just had breakfast, he felt as if he had sublimated.

He knew that this was the cause of "obscurity".

no!

This can't go on like this!

Wu Wen found that the memories brought by herself in this parallel world seemed a bit strong this time.

Perhaps it was because in that world, in addition to being a monk, he was even the kind of eminent monk who could be called a true Buddha.

Therefore, Wu Wen discovered that although "Wuwen"'s memory was very low-key, his impact on his body's instincts was very large!

Respecting the instinct of food, he felt that he could maintain it.

But chanting sutras is not necessary!

He realized that he needed a way to digest these memories.

The memory this time is no less than that of the scientist himself last time.

Wu Wen remembered that when she was digesting the memories of the previous world, she made a lot of jokes in the early stages.

And this time he is a monk again. With such an identity, if he accidentally does what he did just now in front of his family, he is afraid that his mother will think that his eldest son has been stimulated by something and wants to become a monk.
To be continued...