burning lamp

While the lights were always on, Jiang Chen looked at Xie Fengshu in front of the table.

He was lying on the table, breathing evenly, not waking up yet.Half of his face was buried in his sleeves, only half of his face was exposed, and his complexion was translucent in the candlelight.Jiang Chen looked at it for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand to touch Xie Fengshu's brow.

Xie Fengshu's forehead was warm, but Jiang Chen's hands were as cold as autumn water.He moved very lightly, only lightly touching with his fingertips, as if he was afraid of waking up the other party, a very light golden light fell on the center of Xie Fengshu's eyebrows.After a while, Jiang Chen withdrew his hand, frowning slightly.

Xie Fengshu is an ancient great demon, even if he has been reincarnated, he is not an ordinary person, Jiang Chen can't see his present life, but can only see that he still lacks a ray of spirit.

Three souls and seven souls, Xie Fengshu only has two souls.

In ancient times, when Jiang Chen and Ying Long first met, each other had only two souls.At that time, the relationship between the two could be called life and death, and Jiang Chen didn't take it seriously.But at this moment, Jiang Chen looked at Xie Fengshu, and his brows did not relax.

If the soul is lacking, even if you spend your entire life, you will not be able to ascend, and your cultivation will be greatly affected.Xie Fengshu has lacked this soul since ancient times. Jiang Chen thought it was taken away by the heavens, but then he realized that the possibility is very slim.

At that time, in order to prevent further misfortunes, the heavens had already taken away Yinglong's golden elixir, so there was no need to bother with a ray of spirit. Moreover, judging from the fact that they insisted on killing Yinglong at that time, they didn't even know that the other party's soul was lacking. .Perhaps only Ying Long himself knows the whereabouts of this strand of soul, but after the reincarnation of two lives, Xie Fengshu has forgotten all his past, and he probably doesn't remember where his own strand of soul has gone.

There was the smell of alcohol coming from Xie Fengshu's body, it was as clear as bamboo, not unpleasant.Xie Fengshu slept in a sleepless state, with his mouth slightly open, looking carefree.

He doesn't know, and he doesn't need to know in this life.Jiang Chen thought.A little demon over 200 years old, no one relies on him to suppress demons and eliminate demons, and he has a hard time killing karma for no reason, and no group of gods must make him die, as if he is evil if he is alive.In this life, Xie Fengshu only needs to run wild at the fish, insects, plants and trees on Mount Sumeru. The most suffering he has suffered in his life is that he was punished by his master to carry water for ten days.

Jiang Chen felt that this was very good.

He has seen too many causes and effects in the world, and stays out of everything, but at this moment he is partial to Xie Fengshu.Maybe it's because the other person had his own reasons for suffering in the previous life, or because he couldn't see through Xie Fengshu's current life, so he couldn't help but hope that the other person would live a better life—even if it was just peace and joy.

But since it is difficult to see this life, one does not know the indifference of the world, and all living beings are suffering. There are too many dooms in this world, no one can go smoothly, and some people have difficulty getting through the sea of ​​suffering.

When Xie Fengshu woke up, it was already dawn.

There was faint skylight shining into the Dharma hall through the window, falling on Xie Fengshu's sleepy face, and the lights were slightly dimmed.He stayed for a while, but before realizing where he was, Jiang Chen next to him said softly, "Raise your hand."

Xie Fengshu raised his hand subconsciously when he heard the words, and stared at Jiangchen in a daze.With a warm handkerchief in Jiang Chen's hand, he wiped Xie Fengshu's hands and let Xie Fengshu wipe his face.

After wiping his face, Xie Fengshu finally came to his senses, stood up suddenly, almost fell and didn't care, just looked at Jiangchen with wide eyes: "You are really back!"

He was drunk last night, his memory was not clear, and he thought he had a dream, but now that he saw someone, he was surprised at first, and then he was filled with uncontrollable joy.

Jiang Chen gave a "hmm" and put the handkerchief into the basin beside him.

"Out the door."

Jiang Chen probably didn't expect Xie Fengshu to be so excited, he paused a little, and said again: "I brought you a birthday present."

As he said, he looked towards the desk, and Xie Fengshu turned his head to look at it, only to find that there was an extra knife on it.

"Thank you Fengshu," Jiang Chen said, "Go and have a look."

Xie Fengshu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person. Hearing this, he walked over involuntarily and stood in front of the desk to look at the knife.

The long knife is a bit heavy, and the scabbard is completely black, only the tail end is cast with a gilded silver treasure pattern.Xie Fengshu couldn't help but look up at Jiang Chen beside him, and seeing that the other party didn't stop him, he drew his knife and walked out.

With the help of the cold morning light, Xie Fengshu saw the whole picture of the saber clearly.

The blade is three feet long, but no more than half a finger wide.The hilt is slightly curved and is the same color as the scabbard. Except for an inch of red thread tightly wrapped around the top, there is no other decoration.Down below is a dark silver sword in the shape of a lotus flower.

The lotus is small, half-closed and unopened, and the carving is rough and simple.A deep blood groove runs through the back of the knife.The blade is silvery white, with a few Sanskrit words engraved on the front end, and the lower part narrows slightly to the tip of the blade, with extremely smooth lines.

Xu Shi is very old, and the color of the whole knife is dark, with a dull evil intention.Xie Fengshu couldn't tell what material it was made of, but he also knew that this knife was not extraordinary.

Xie Fengshu turned his head and looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief.

"Is this for me?"

Jiang Chen nodded.

"This knife is called Feng Yuan. It is a famous knife in ancient times. It is your birthday gift."

"Feng—Yuan—"

Xie Fengshu read it again, raised his head and smiled at Jiang Chen, "Good name."

He got a good knife and was overjoyed. He lowered his head and carefully read it again, finally pointing to the small Sanskrit words on the knife.

"what is this?"

Jiang Chen looked down and said, "This is... the Buddha's gatha I gave you."

Xie Fengshu stayed by his side for so long, at least he knew what Buddha's gatha was, so he raised his head and asked, "What do you mean?"

They were already close, but when Xie Fengshu raised his head, the center of his eyebrows almost touched the tip of Jiang Chen's nose.The latter stepped back slightly by half an inch, looking at the boy in front of him.

The other party's eyes are bright and pure, not inferior to the three thousand candles in the house, but more enthusiastic and lively.Jiang Chen looked at him for a moment, then looked away first, followed the Sanskrit writing on the knife with his right hand, and slowly clicked over each word.

"Never forget your form in good times, never lose your mind in adversity, never be afraid of danger in all adversities, and never retreat from the way even in death."

Xie Fengshu was startled, Jiang Chen withdrew his hand, and his voice echoed in the hall.

"In the past, I only knew about the reincarnation of life and death in the human world, and the results of karma are deterministic, but when we went down the mountain together, you told me your way, and I thought about it for a long time before I realized that what you said was right."

Jiang Chen entered the ninth level of the Town Demon Pagoda alone to get the knife for Xie Fengshu. He is already a Buddha bone and golden body, so it is not difficult to enter the Town Demon Tower. It turned out that he came to get the knife.

Xie Fengshu's saber was destroyed, it was related to him, so he searched for another saber for him.

"Whether it's karma or God's will, it doesn't matter to you. You have your own way. In the past and present, no one can trap you."

He turned his head to look at the person in front of him, his eyes were heavy with thoughts, like mist in a thousand mountains, but his voice was still clear and deep as before.

"May you have a long knife in your hand and be compassionate in your heart. Up to nine days, down to the bottom, you can still not forget your own way and your heart."

Xie Fengshu didn't recover for a long time.

He didn't know much about this passage, but he also understood the weight of it.Xie Fengshu retracted the knife, thought for a long time, then looked up at Jiang Chen, and asked: "I see that compassion is always written in the scriptures you copy on weekdays, and you also talked about mercy to me today—what is it called compassion?" ?”

In Buddhism, giving happiness to all living beings is compassion, and overcoming the suffering of all beings is compassion.But if he said that, Xie Fengshu would definitely not understand.

Jiang Chen thought for a while and replied: "There are so many people in this world, you like them, are willing to treat them well, and make them happy, that's called compassion."

After Xie Fengshu listened, he looked at Jiang Chen quietly, and finally couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Chen knew what he was laughing at, and slightly bent the corners of his lips, saying, "I'm not compassionate enough."

He doesn't like to enter the world, and looks cold and heartless. Although he enters the mortal world, he never has contact with sentient beings. He really doesn't seem to be merciful.

Xie Fengshu quickly stopped smiling, only his eyes were still shining.He looked at Jiang Chen and hurriedly shook his head: "That's not what I meant."

Seeing that Jiang Chen was not angry, he was relieved, and said slowly: "At first, I thought you were cold and didn't like going down the mountain. It seemed that it didn't match the kindness you said. But then I thought, you lend me Deng, who talks to me every day, doesn't find me annoying, and even brought me a birthday present, which doesn't seem to be unmerciful."

As Xie Fengshu said, he couldn't help laughing again, he and Jiang Chen looked at each other in the morning light, and said: "Are you only merciful to me?"

Everything is quiet.

Under the light, there are tiny dust floating up and down, surrounded by the subtle sound of burning candles.

After a long time, Jiang Chen asked, "Am I merciful to you?"

He was asking Xie Fengshu, and he was also asking himself.

Xie Fengshu nodded very firmly, he looked at Jiang Chen with a look of trust on his face, as if this was a question that did not need to be considered.

Jiang Chen looked at him, and spoke softly and slowly amidst the ever-burning flames of all beings' burning lamps.

"Then I will only be merciful to you."