At the last moment of losing consciousness, Shi Xiao thought, this unlucky life.

In a trance, he heard a noisy exclamation and footsteps around him, and then he didn't know anything. When he was in a daze, he felt countless chaotic fragments flashing through his mind like a movie.

In the deep, gloomy and boundless darkness, the red lotus karma fire is burning, and the crimson flame rises slowly, forming the shape of red lotus, coquettish and strange.

A person's voice whispered in my ear: All the Buddhas are destroyed, and the responsibility of saving the world and the common people will be handed over to you.

"Yes," he heard another familiar voice say, "Hell is not empty, and I vow not to become a Buddha."

The scene changed suddenly, time was like white clouds, a man in black stood in front of the burning flame with his back to him, his voice was as cold as inorganic: "How many more years will you persist?"

"Do you know what it means to save all the people in the world? That means... all the sins of the people in the world will be borne by you."

"I know."

"Then you know, I..." The man in black was silent for a long time, and finally walked away without saying anything.There is a touch of loneliness in the back.

Hell is not empty, I swear not to become a Buddha.

The sky was full of dark clouds, lightning came one after another, and it rained heavily.

He heard someone groaning and screaming in pain, he saw countless people in fine clothes watching numbly, he felt a person's footsteps gradually approaching, one hand held his waist, and then a drop of cold water The beads landed on his face.

A sting.

He lost consciousness completely.

Birds and animals, fish, birds, insects and ants.

All beings are equal.

He heard countless Sanskrit singers muttering in his ears - all living beings are equal.

The gate of ghosts opens on July [-]th, and lonely ghosts come to the world.

The sky broke through the darkness before dawn.

Bright and warm sunlight came in through the window, and a cool breeze blew across the face. From the wind came the crisp voice of a child: "Look, he has a tail."

"Monster! Little monster!"

"Little monster, stay away from me."

……

I don't know how long.

half a year?a year?

A woman who is not good-looking but looks very comfortable picked him up from the ground: "So cute. When we are old, we want him, okay?"

"it is good."

A red brick house on the second floor with a large courtyard.

The leaves of the tall and straight poplar trees rustled in the wind. He lay on the bed, watching the scorching sun that penetrated through the window with mottled red paint and was leaked by the leaves, and listened to the cicadas chirping and the sound coming from afar. The yelling of the popsicle vendor and the whispering of the neighbors.

"Hey, have you heard? That kid from the Shi family was hit by a car again."

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