My metaphysics is so accurate that the whole internet is begging me to come out.

My name is Azankun and I am thinking.
No, I'm not overthinking things.

Because I have learned all about the various teaching schools outside Siam.

No, I understand it.

Yes, I understand, it’s over.

The kind of 'finished' that I don't understand at all.

In the past few years, I have often wondered whether my father chose to come to Siam to establish legislation just because of the strange behavior of these people, just to avoid having so many headaches.
Absolutely, yes.

From the time I was twelve to eighteen, I didn’t understand—

Why on earth would someone from a well-known and decent family broadcast the whole thing live during the 'Encirclement and Suppression Conference'?
I swear, I really saw my father’s new disciple. The guy who seemed to be named Azangan, took a selfie of himself and got to the top of the list in that live broadcast room.

And in the live broadcast room with thousands of people, there might be countless guys like Azan Gan.

Even me.

Those people were like loudspeakers during the Wan Chao Festival parade, eager to tell everyone all their plans.

I have found various original copies on the Internet that should have been properly preserved and were being sold at very cheap prices.

I also watched a lama in a live broadcast room shouting that Siam is a place of obscenity and evil. Within a few days, I saw him with many women on the way to give alms.

They define us as 'evil heretics', but they are clearly doing these things themselves.

They shouted slogans of 'destroy the evil spirits and surround and suppress the White Dragon King', but every time they fired a false shot, they looked eager to let everyone know about this and leave early.

I thought growing up would make me understand more things.

But I didn't expect that I would encounter more doubts.

There has been some progress in understanding ordinary people in the past few years, but the feedback is not very good.

No one wants to change themselves.

I'm a little disappointed.

Perhaps, as a next step, I should question whether these people do this on purpose.

And the reason for doing this may be because there is no real alien magic among them?

As I was thinking this, the phone at hand suddenly rang——

"Ding!"

"I found a live broadcast room that is more than 80% similar to the live broadcast room you usually browse. Come and check it out!"

ah.
Is there going to be another siege and suppression meeting?

Or hold a learning seminar?
I'm not going to waste time on these things anymore, I'm going to pursue them.
Wait a moment, it seems like you can still waste some time.

It's not an official live broadcast room, it's a small account that has just started live broadcasting.

The description of the live broadcast room is——

[Master is not watching [Blink] Click to see [Love] A single apprentice [Refill] Online fortune telling. 】

Hmm. It’s an indescribable feeling.
But I don't want to turn off the screen.

Because the girl, who was about the same age as me, called me by my name and welcomed me.

I take every name I take seriously, even if it's just a disguise.

so.
I heard my heartbeat.

It is laughing at my past lost ways, and it is telling me——

Actually, I don’t have to leave in a hurry.

I don’t know why the light in this live broadcast room is so dim that it hurts my eyes.

But luckily, when I squinted my eyes, I could see the corners of her lips opening and closing——

Mouth, her mouth, so powerful.

This was my first thought after my heart beat loudly.

The second thought is
It turns out that she has similar troubles to me.

For example, when offering incense, some people spit into the incense burner, some people can't tell the difference between namaste and folded hands, and some people don't say anything when they meet, but bow their heads.
It turns out that there is really someone in the world who understands my discomfort——

For example, why would someone walk into my altar wearing shoes, spit in the jar where things are placed, spit when talking to me, and smear tears on my trousers?
Fortunately, there are still people who understand.

I bought a fortune from her, but not for myself.

I don’t have anything that needs fortune telling.

My father couldn't help me, and probably no one else could.

I have other things to do, but she seems a little pissed off by people who don't know the importance of things, and I want her to be happy. But after giving a gift, I couldn't leave this live broadcast room.

Because she really became happy, and then she called my name again.

And call me 'brother'.

The ending is sweet, long and soft.

Like a cloud in the sky.

Like a marshmallow.

After I started practicing the Fa, my memory became surprisingly good and I could recall the past easily.

Her voice was just like her mother calling her father that afternoon a few years ago.

Mom calls, Brother Bai, my dear baby calls me mom!
And she shouted, thank you brother.

I wanted to turn off my phone, but I heard my heartbeat again.

It's jumping, it's laughing.

It's saying to me, Ajahn Kun, you can't leave here.

It was loud and booming.

As a result, I didn't actually hear much of what the anchor named 'Meng Wan Zhi' was saying.

Later, I looked at the back and found that she was actually quite powerful.

I've never seen anyone like this before.

In the past few years, in order to understand the major sects, I even lived in a flower gardener's house for a few years, and got in touch with some famous and decent sects through my uncle, but I had never heard of anyone having such a powerful successor.

Maybe I should just leave what I'm doing.

There was a voice in my heart telling me that it was really curious.

What happened next, I thought I was prepared for, but it still exceeded my expectations——

That girl doesn't have any Dharma roots.

But she is clearly so powerful.

In the next time, as long as she is online, I will go and see her.

For the first time, I had some insomnia.

I thought for a long time and recalled a situation I had never imagined before.

That is.
My father also has no roots.

My father left his flower-growing family and came to Siam to start legislation. Why can't he have the same existence as him?
Although this person like him is younger than he was back then.

I seem to understand the reason for my heartbeat——

It’s guiding me in the direction I need to go.

Perhaps, I should wait for a suitable opportunity to meet that girl and discuss things with her.

Just like the old-timers who advocated the theory of body fluids many years ago.

If so, she is right.

Then I am not alone in this world.

If so, she is wrong.

So just like I did to that old senior many years ago.
No, maybe, I should be more compassionate.

There are some people in the world, just a few. If one person dies, it would be a real pity.

Opportunities come quickly, very quickly.

The uncle has always been a flower grower, and he also has an official status, so he got the opportunity easily.

And I did meet her.

It turns out that her name is not "Sleepwalker", but "Sleepwalker".

But they all sound and look the same.

It looks even better than on the screen.

Like
Sorry, I can't come up with an analogy.

My mind is empty.

Because she was touching me. (End of chapter)