"Life is short, take pleasure in the moment." The old monk kept walking and said amiably.
"Life?" Fa Hai followed him like a shadow, suddenly changed his face, and flashed in front of the old monk. Baoxiang shouted solemnly: "I can tell at a glance that you are not a human being, where did you get this life? A bold monster, in broad daylight.
How dare you show up in this world so arrogantly and think that we monks are dead?"
The old monk's expression changed, he suddenly stopped, and he shouted with dissatisfaction: "What's wrong with the demon? Does the demon deserve to be bullied?"
"Be bold!"
Seeing that he dared to refute him, Fahai took action boldly, hitting the old monk with big hand seals one after another. He could only parry but had no power to fight back.
"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't kill me." The old monk was beaten until he vomited blood and finally gave in: "I practiced hard in front of the Buddha for more than two hundred years and listened to the Dharma, and then I was able to transform into a human form. Transformation into a human form.
Later, I was devoted to good deeds and never did any bad things. Please give me a clear warning and let me live."
"The four realms of gods, humans, demons and ghosts are hierarchical. As a demon, it is wrong for you to appear in the world in broad daylight." Fahai shouted.
By the West Lake, in the wilderness.
Uncle Jiu frowned and whispered: "That's too extreme."
Qin Yao bowed: "Master is worried, and disciple will do his best."
Uncle Jiu looked sideways and said, "Don't mess around."
Qin Yao grinned, and the perseverance in his expression turned into confidence: "It's just talk."
Seeing him walking towards the monk demon, Uncle Jiu was slightly startled.
Talkative?
At this time, Fahai, who was taking out his alms bowl and preparing to collect the demons, also saw Qin Yao and said, "What's wrong with you?"
Qin Yao nodded and said with a smile: "I want to share a story with you."
"We'll talk about it after I take over this demon queen," Fahai said.
Qin Yao shook his head and said, "Let him listen too."
Fahai hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Speak."
"It is said that after Pangu opened the sky, the clear air rose, the turbid air fell, the clear air turned into the sky, the turbid air turned into the wilderness, and itself turned into the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers, and the roads of nature. I don't know how long it took, the sun star's fusang
Two golden crows were born on the tree. One golden crow embraced Hetu Luoshu, and was born to be the demon emperor. The other golden crow embraced the most precious treasure, the Donghuang Bell, and had the qualities of a great emperor..."
The story, which has almost been told to death in later generations, is nothing less than a thunderbolt in the ears of a human-monster who has never heard of such a myth.
Not only Fahai and the old monk were dumbfounded, Uncle Jiu was also fascinated, staring straight at Qin Yao with three pairs of eyes.
Qin Yao started from Pangu's creation of the sky, to the struggle between the three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn for hegemony, then to the decline of the three clans and the rise of lich, and finally finished the story of the war between lich and lich, ending with Nuwa creating human beings.
Fahai, the old monk, and Uncle Jiu all looked at him with blank eyes, imagining the magnificent era in their minds.
Until...Qin Yao asked a question.
"Master Fahai, do you understand?"
Fahai quickly woke up from his fantasy about the mythical age and said attentively: "This is just a story, based on rumors, groundless, and even arbitrarily arranged. It is still unknown."
Qin Yao: "Emperor Wa, is he a demon saint or a human saint?"
Fahai was speechless.
The legal principle he wants to suppress this demon is that all realms should be in order, and demons should not appear in the human world.
But now someone told him that demons were the original masters of the human world, which directly shook his rationale for taking action.
You can say that Qin Yao's story is just a story, but you can't say that humans appeared before Nuwa.
"Why should we protect him?" Fahai asked in confusion after a long time.
Qin Yao shook his head and said: "Don't you know, I am not a good person, he is not related to me, and this is the first time we meet, and he is not of my race, why should I protect him?"
"Then why are you saying this..."
"Of course it's for you."
"For me?" Fa Hai was shocked.
Qin Yao looked at him sincerely and said, "We are friends, right?"
Fahai:"……"
He has no friends.
For as long as he can remember, he has been the divine monk of Jinshan Temple. The whole temple, including the old abbot, treats him as a true Buddha, as if... he is really the reincarnation of some kind of divine Buddha.
In that kind of environment, no one is qualified to be his friend, and no one is qualified to teach him anything.
His worldview and cognition are all constructed from his own speculation and a small amount of hearsay.
Therefore, in the original work, he is indifferent to evil and chaotic people and only responds with ridicule. However, he must resolutely suppress the spider spirit who has transformed into a human being without mercy.
But his heart is not stone, but warm, so when he saw the green snake and the white snake sheltering the pregnant women from the wind and rain, he voluntarily gave up the idea of dealing with them, and even gave the spider spirit's beads as a gift.
So when he saw a flood in Qiantang, he would stand up immediately and fight against the flood with his own strength.
So...so...there are many more examples of these.
Due to the "original" filter, Qin Yao had no ill feelings toward him, and he never neglected him in the past year of getting along with him.
And this true love was actually in Fahai's heart.
If it weren't for this friendship, how could he have listened to Qin Yao's call to stop.
In terms of strength alone, how could Qin Yao have the qualifications?
It was also because of this friendship that at this moment, facing Qin Yao's sincere gaze, the young Fa Hai's heart suddenly felt hot.
No one taught him what to do and what not to do.
No one treats him like this, treats him as a friend, and is willing to tell him these things.
He never lacks respect and awe, but he is only twenty-five years old this year.
He needs more than just respect and awe.
"Am I wrong?" Fahai asked in a low voice with his pure eyes fixed on Qin Yao.
Qin Yao did not use euphemisms or cover up for him. As a friend, he said bluntly: "You are wrong."
Fahai was silent for a long time, then silently put away the alms bowl and said to the old monk, "Let's go."
The old monk was overjoyed, but he did not leave. Instead, he took three steps and knelt down before Qin Yao, stamping his feet at his feet: "The grace of saving my life will never be forgotten."
Qin Yao lowered his eyes and said, "If you do good deeds, there will be good news."
The old monk bowed again, then took off a string of psychic beads from his wrist and handed it to Qin Yao with both hands: "I have nothing to repay, I only have a string of beads, please accept it."
Qin Yao thought for a while, but without delay, he reached out and picked up the beads: "Go and see you later."
The old monk stood up, stepped on the void, quickly moved away, and disappeared in front of the three people in the blink of an eye.
"Master..." Qin Yao delivered the beads to Fahai.
Fahai took the beads, felt the pure power of Buddhism in them, raised his eyes and said, "From now on, please call me Fahai."
Qin Yao smiled slightly and said loudly: "Fahai."
Fahai also laughed, his smile as pure and clean as a young man...
(ps: Thanks to Mr. Baozi for the tip, I will add more later~ Based on my typing speed, the time will be around 1:30.)