"Actually, I don't know."I said, looking down, looking down at the ground.I don't know why, at this time, the heart is really very uncomfortable, difficult as if it has suffered a major blow.

Why am I so sad.Why is the heart always in extreme pain when I try to remember something?

I don't know.

The memory that I have disappeared is some extremely important memory.

"What?Just kidding, you.Are you a brain watt?Don't you remember?Are you still human?”The fat man's voice was simply a blizzard of the schooning.

I shrugged and said, “Really.”

At this time, Xiao Qing had already begun to clean up the dishes.

This girl is very hardworking.

“Really.”I answered.

I now consider this fat man a friend.After all, although this fat man is not used well and his temper is not good, but people are good.He is also a real person.

“The groaning.You are a wonderful man.Don't you know that every melt of Dan is equal to purgatory once, life is better than death once, and even every time Rongdan is equal to being born again.It’s as important as a woman having a baby, how can you forget?Is there a woman in the world who forgets how to have a baby like this?You are a wonderful thing."

The fat man finished, shaking his head, a face of "you have not saved" expression.

It’s such an important thing, I can’t remember.

Why is that?

Now I feel like I’m being stuck in my heart again.It’s just plain awful.

"I always feel that the part of my body is helped, but I can't remember who it is."I said, trying to remember, but I can't remember who it is.

This feeling of trying to recall is quite uncomfortable.

"He who can help you with Rondan's, must have an extraordinary relationship, otherwise, whoever eats and does nothing, and he will beg for himself."Do you know how painful it is once?My own mash was as painful as having a baby.Help others, but ten times the pain.In exchange for ordinary relationships, how far others will make you roll.I'm not going to do anything so stupid for you."When the fat man finished, he rubbed his stomach and got up.

The more he said that, the worse I felt.

I don't know why.I desperately want to know who gave me Dan.

Since it was so important, so painful to endure, I forgot.That's why.I have to find out.

At this time, Xiao Qing also packed the dishes.

“Well, since we’re all friends.“Do you want to talk about my ideal?”At this time, the fat man came up with such a word.

However, it is still more gratifying to see the fat man's heartless and heartless look.To have this attitude in life is a kind of wealth.

“Listen to me.”I answered.

If I had changed, I would have ignored him.

"Hey, my ideal of life is to catch Sun Cultivation and kill him."The amount?No, no, let him cure me first, and then die.That is the ambition of my life.”

This guy is now passionate.Let people look at it and be vindictive.

The guy who just wanted to persuade me not to provoke Sun Cultivation has now opened up with me to tell my true thoughts.

“But this son is great.However, the vertical is dead, rather than being like a shrinking tortoise, all day long, the decadent Meng sleeps in the quilt and waits for death, it is better to go to the dryness of his mother.What if the old man died?Bravely face, there may be a glimmer of hope, do not face, is death.Well, I figured it out.Go to work.”

This guy looked at me seriously.They are beginning to have great ideals.

"Oh, Master Baiyun, you're so handsome now."At this time, the little boy praised him with joy.

"What?"handsome?hey hey hey hey hey hey hey heyFor the first time in my life, someone praised me as a handsome king!”This guy, now even said he was the old king, rather than just saying he was the "master."

Seeing how he really looked like now, I was a little envious of him.

No worries, no worries.How good.

“Master, will you take us to Sun Plough?”Now Xiao Qing, no longer as he was just like, was respectful to him.become very close.

“Go, go, go.However, you have to let the master clean up the things first.We have to be ready to go.You can’t just be killed, right?

With that, he swaggered and went to the door of the room opposite his room.

Looking at the rust of the door, and the thick ash, I could feel that the room had not been opened for a long time.

It seems that this fat man is really going to do a big job and get out of it.

I also did not expect that coming to this Baiyun Temple was a teacher to ask the Lord for sin, and now he is good and has made a companion.But also good.With a helper, more power, more chance.

Besides, this guy is much better than I want to know about Sun Tung, so it’s much better than my own solo fight.It's like a tiger wing.

Cracking.

He opened the door.

However, as soon as the door is opened, it will face a pungent musty smell, and this damp musty smell makes people very uncomfortable.

It seems that this place is not open all the year round.In addition, some old and easy to provoke moldy items may also be preserved.That would have that smell.

As you can see, this room is dark.The naked eye cannot see anything inside.Because the window was blocked, there was no light outside.

The fat man pinched his nose.Then, at the door, he muttered two words: "It is strange to kill the people, and disturb the predecessors."With that, the hands are folded, in front, close your eyes, and then taunt and crookedly read a scripture that you do not understand.

In this way, after reading, he patted his chest, as if to cheer himself up, and then, take a deep breath, only to enter.

I did not expect that into this room, I still need to give myself this kind of drumming, but also such a complicated process.There seems to be something unusual in this room.And, or dead fat things taboo and respectful.

I am a little curious now.

But he took my arm and hid behind me.I can’t wait to see the dark inside.

As soon as the fat man entered, I immediately opened the night vision, and wanted to see the situation inside.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was empty inside, and only the fat man.

However, opposite the fat man, there seems to be a sculpture.

Yes, it is sculpture.

Because the sculpture is almost tall and fat, I can't see what the sculpture is.

I saw that the fat man took a step forward and went to the sculpture.

At this time, because of the angle problem, I saw that in front of the sculpture, there was a small cabinet half a person high and half a meter wide.

And this little cabinet, there is a faint black fog.This black mist is seen with the eyes of the yin and yang.

This looks like anger.

This is a temple, and the temple is a clean place.Why does the qi exist?And this is very close to the front hall.

This kind of distance from the bodhisattva should not have this kind of anger.

So I am more doubtful now.

This temple is different from the ordinary temple, and now I see the breath, I began to hold my breath and be vigilant.

Cracking.

The fat man opened the cupboard, and then crouched down his fat body.

In this squat, I can see the sculpture in front of me.

When I look at it clearly, I am blind.This sculpture was quite unexpected.Because, in fact, this is not a sculpture, but a meat!

It is a blur that can be seen as a personal clay.There are no five senses, only the dry paste on top of it, the mud of the hard state.You can tell where the nose is.The whole body is full of dried mud.

In other words.It is a special mud, paste a body inside, used to save the body.This is a similar process to mummification, but there are some differences.

Mummy is needed to remove the internal organs, artificially dry the body, and then make the mummy.

This meat is not the same.

Usually Buddhist monks, sitting on their own nirvana, sitting into Buddha.

In other words, it is similar to the family feathering.

Many Taoists, to a certain state, like to find a no one's cave, meditate in it, do not eat or drink, let yourself feather the fairy.The Taoists believe that this is a shortcut for human beings to become immortals.

Usually the feathered Taoists are dry, directly in the dry cave, like bacon, dried by the air, become non-rotting corpses.

verily.This is equivalent to starving yourself to death and then turning it into bacon.

The Buddha also has a sitting say.Many monks feel that their “days” are coming.They start to sit down.Living and sitting still, they starve themselves to death.They don’t eat or drink until they die.

After death, the body will dry out because of dehydration.Therefore, the descendants will be molded on the outside and continue to dry.Let it be preserved forever.

This kind of meat, in fact, is a kind of meat burial.

The equivalent of this thick layer of mud wrapped in the body is a tailor-made tomb.This is the smallest and smallest cemetery in the world.

However, whether it is the feathered flying fairy of the Taoist family, or the sitting of the Buddha family.They basically die of sitting.It’s only when your legs are sitting on the ground.Most of the Buddha, sleep, let yourself become a lying Buddha.

But I’ve never seen it, I’ve never seen it.

Stand up and kill yourself.This... seems a bit unreasonable.

Normal people, standing and standing, will collapse when they lose consciousness.The body is easily changed.It is impossible to stand so strong, and the hands are naturally perpendicular to each side.

Who is so good at standing up for yourself?

Now I am very curious about this meat.Because it is so strange and strange.What is even more strange is that in the closet in front of this clay, there is still a fist.

Therefore...

Today there is a follow-up, asking for a ticket.