Sunrise and sunset, this ancient temple is quietly located, far away from the hubbub, and it seems no different from before.
There is a young monk with fine features.
There is a clever little fox.
Every morning, young monks will watch the sunrise in Ran Ran.
In the evening, he will look at the horizon and the sunset will fall.
It’s like this every day. It’s never broken.
The brighter the young monk’s eyes.
Of course, most of the time during the day, young monks will choose to read the scriptures, meditate and realize the Tao in the sutra depository.
Young monks in futon beside Qingdeng Ancient Buddha hold sutras in their hands, and they look calm and peaceful.
There is a fiery red fox crouching beside it, motionless and quiet.
In the evening, young monks will go to the backyard of the ancient temple again.
There will be a roar of dragons, tigers and beasts in the eerie cemetery until the genius will gradually subside
Cycle after cycle, day after day, year after year.
Twenty years have passed in an instant.
Time seems to have left no trace on the monk’s face.
It is the young monk who is still swinging in the abdomen without a trace of spiritual power.
For so many years, young monks have long since stopped deliberately practicing chanting and taking a walk every day to look at ease.
It is with the passage of time that young monks have acquired a unique temperament.
Inexplicable
Young monks seem to have reached the realm of returning to nature.
At first glance, this is the most common monk.
But if you look carefully, but you can’t see through it, it seems like a mystery.
Another night passed.
Ancient temple backyard cemetery cemetery
The young monk at the beginning of Chaoyang slowly opened his eyes and adjusted his clothes. He bowed deeply to the red-haired man not far ahead and said, "Thank you for your kindness for twenty years!"
Young monks are naturally Sumo.
Over the years, this is the first time that Su Mo has been so formal, and the red hair ghost has spoken so formally.
The red-haired ghost seems to have noticed something, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you leaving?"
"yes"
Su Mo nodded.
"hmm"