Confused country poison concubine

Chapter 735 Aze (2)
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She remembered the awkward situation between the two of them last time when Aze fell asleep, and the sadness in Aze's eyes.

It was really because of the consideration of Ah Chu's mood that Ah Ze did not relapse in the end, but retracted himself into consciousness.

Is it appropriate to call out Aze so casually now just to let him save Xiaochi and the others?

Aze nodded lightly: "The poor monk knows that these days..."

He paused, raised his eyes and looked at her quietly: "I can see everything about Ah Chu and Xiaobai's benefactor."

"What... what?" She was startled for an instant, her bright eyes slightly opened wide.

She suddenly remembered that after A Chu woke up last time, she didn't even know what A Ze had done, and A Ze seemed to be different from before.

Could this be... Has the control over the body changed between them?

The original Ah Chu was another unrecognized 'self' that was split from his consciousness to deal with those dirty things because he was unwilling to face the cruel reality, so what Ah Chu did, A Ze didn't know anything. .

What about now?
Flowers bloom with two sides, and life is between magic and Buddha.

Ah Chu is changing, he no longer completely reveals his dark, cold and cruel side, just as Shiva is not only the cruelest god of death, but also the god who controls the growth of all things.

Is it possible that the current Aze can accept that Achu belongs to the other side of himself, and then he starts to gain control of his body?
Or is it just a necessary transition in their body's conditioning and detoxification process?
Hundreds of thoughts flashed through Qiu Yebai's mind.

Aze watched her face become a little pale, as if she was in a state of confusion, he lowered his eyelash feathers as long as black phoenix feathers, and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, those who have no troubles in their hearts, the spiritual platform will be self-evident, Xiaobai benefactor, don't worry, poor monk I understand that the benefactor Xiaobai is thinking of Ah Chu in his heart, and Ah Chu will come out naturally after the poor monk has completed his salvation."

Qiu Yebai looked at his calm expression, but she saw a trace of sadness and gloom for some reason, and she was a little confused: "Ah Ze, I am sorry for you."

A Ze is the most spiritual and gentle side in Ah Chu's heart.

But she remembered that the last time Aze appeared, he seemed to have changed a bit from his aloofness, becoming a little... like Ah Chu.

She secretly sighed, although it was said that Ah Chu used A Ze to get her, but she was the one who took the initiative first.

"It has nothing to do with the little white benefactor. Falling flowers follow the flowing water. It's just that the poor monk's heart can't stand the temptation of the world of mortals. His obsessions and delusions are deeply rooted in his bones. Now he has no right to be called the reincarnation of a living Buddha. A person who is pure and extraterrestrial is just a Hiding in another place, chant scriptures to purify your heart, but you can't clean your altar."

"Aze..." Qiu Yebai looked at him with a helpless expression, so she let go, sat down with him, and put her hand on his shoulder.

The familiar body contact with Ah Chu made her used to these intimate movements, and she didn't realize that there was anything wrong for a while.

She wanted to take back her hand, but Yuan Ze's palm lightly covered the back of her hand, like a piece of feather, or like a lotus flower lightly falling on the back of her hand.

The same hands, except that Aze's hands are warmer than Ah Chu's. Although they are a bit colder than ordinary people's, but they are quietly covering the back of her hands in this summer, so gentle that she can't feel them for a while. Withdrawing his hand, he was in a trance for a moment.

It's completely different from Azer's touch.

There was a moment of silence between the two.

Yuan Ze suddenly raised the corners of his lips slightly and said mockingly: "Actually, the benefactor Xiaobai is right. Ah Chu is a poor monk, and the poor monk is also Ah Chu. Maybe the poor monk has no relationship with my Buddha many years ago. Murder and obsession are not only the debt of Ah Chu, but also the poor monk's."

She was silent, but she was a little speechless. What she said at the beginning was not intended to increase A Ze's psychological burden.

After a while, she stretched out her hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Ah Ze, the world is impermanent, we are not gods after all, and life is not easy, so why bother to make things difficult for yourself and bind yourself in a cocoon."

Whether it's Ah Chu or Ah Ze, everything Baili Chuze did back then was just to survive.

As she spoke, her eyes fell on the ruins not far away.

The bamboo grove was already on fire, and if it wasn't for the heavy rain the next night, the fire might not have stopped.

"Some people want to live to see the romance in this world, but they can't..." She whispered softly.

Yuan Ze looked at her somewhat gloomy expression, and suddenly asked: "Do you have old things from old people?"

Qiu Yebai nodded, and then took out a yellowed bamboo grasshopper and a mahogany hairpin from her arms.

Grasshopper belonged to Xiaochi, and the hairpin was given to her by Madam Lili, and it was also a relic of Aunt Rou back then.

She looked at him with some doubts: "Aze, are you going to chant scriptures?"

Yuan Ze said with a gentle expression: "Although the poor monk is no longer worthy of being called a living Buddha or a Buddhist disciple who abides by the rules, everyone can recite the Ksitigarbha Sutra. You don't have to be a monk. The poor monk still did some water and land work back then. Dojos and salvation ceremonies can always be done with one’s heart, after all, Buddhism talks about fate, and it also talks about sincerity and sincerity.”

Qiu Yebai nodded, she understood this.

Yuan Ze took the things, then reached out and touched the sleeve, and found a delicate silk handkerchief.

He put the silk handkerchief on the table next to the window, and then put the grasshopper and the hairpin on the silk handkerchief. The moonlight fell on the objects of the handkerchief, making these two old things look a bit old.

Yuan Ze went to the two objects, sat on the stool, then crossed his knees on the stool, clasped his hands together, closed his beautiful silver eyes, and recited three times softly: "Respectfully ask for the compassionate protection of the Great Merciful and Great Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva." .”

Afterwards, he began to recite a section of opening scripture verses, and then began to recite the main text of the scriptures softly: "So I heard it. At one time, the Buddha was in the Dao Li Heaven, teaching the law for his mother. At that time, there are countless worlds in the ten directions. It is impossible to say that all Buddhas and great Bodhisattvas Mahasattvas have come to the assembly. Praise Sakyamuni Buddha, who can survive the evil world of five turbidities..."

When Yuan Ze was chanting, his expression was extremely ethereal, his words were soft, round and clear, his delicate and quiet face was bathed in the moonlight, his figure was shrouded in the moonlight, his whole person seemed to emit a holy light, which made people feel When I saw it, I felt that the violence in my heart seemed to be at peace.

His voice seemed to have the power to appease all impetuousness, anger, sadness, blood, and darkness.

It seemed that her originally suffocated and sad mood had gradually calmed down, and another feeling arose in her heart, as if she was kneeling behind Yuan Ze, listening to him chanting sutras. , can be so peaceful and serene all my life.

(End of this chapter)