Don't say my script is fake.

"Old man."

Fazang stood there in a daze, his whole body shivering, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the old man couldn't help laughing.

"Forgot, forget, haha, I forgot again, I forgot everything again, ah, ah, it's great, little monk, do you have wine? The old man wants to drink, this is my first time to go to town, the first time to drink, that taste is really wonderful!"

"Hahaha"

The old man has forgotten his emotions, and his former joys, anger, sorrows and joys have all dissipated and disappeared in the dark. He was determined to avenge his parents, and he practiced hard for two hundred years, with a heart full of blood, and he didn't care about his life.

How lively would he be at that time?

But he was dead when he was so lively.

He died when his revenge failed a hundred years ago, and he died when his cultivation was abolished and he was no longer able to take revenge.

Fazang finally understood why the people of Nanzhou mentioned by the purple lady donor meant leeks.

He once thought, if Nanzhou is so dark, why not leave Nanzhou and go to other places.

But he ignored it.

The cultivation world is vast and sparsely populated. Ordinary people may not be able to walk out of this city even if they walk for a hundred years.

Moreover, even if someone can walk out of Nanzhou

——Will you allow your own animals to leave the family pen?

Even if the people of Nanzhou cut off their own retreat and are unwilling to have children, how can the cultivators and the four sects of the magic way do as they wish.

There is no door to heaven and no way to hell. The cultivators are like a deadly hand that tightly grasps the throats of billions of creatures, unable to shout or escape.

Nanzhou, Nanzhou!

This is Nanzhou!

This is Nanzhou!

"Since I was born in Nanzhou, my fate has been destined!"

"This is my fate, the fate I was born with!"

"We are people abandoned by God!"

No, it's not like that. You are not people abandoned by God. This should not be your fate. All of this is wrong! ! !

——————

"Master, when can I go down the mountain?"

In the back mountain of Jinshan Temple, Master Daoyu was meditating quietly under the Bodhi tree, and the young Fazang was lying on the master's lap obediently.

The master smiled gently and touched the little Fazang's head.

"Hehe, Fazang can't wait and wants to go to Nanzhou to have a look?"

"Yes, the brothers and sisters have the opportunity to go down the mountain. Every time they go down the mountain, they are welcomed and say how much the people like them. Disciple also wants to go down the mountain."

"Isn't it that the disciple can't wait for this?"

"No, I also want to be like the master and the brothers and sisters. I want to help them and do good things quickly."

"Really?"

Master Daoyu opened his eyes and looked at his disciple with a smile. Under the master's eyes that seemed to see through everything, the little Fazang had to stretch out his hand and make a little gesture.

"Disciple admits that the disciple has a little bit, just a little bit."

The master not only chuckled, but the little Fazang was embarrassed by the laughter, and buried his head in the master's arms with a red face.

"Master, please stop laughing. How can a master laugh at his disciple like this?"

"Master, I am not making fun of you. I am happy."

He silently touched his disciple's head.

"Monks do not lie. Since I said so, then it is so."

"Fazang is so young and knows how to care about the world. Master, I am happy."

Little Fazang raised his head from the master's arms.

"Master, are you telling the truth?"

"Monks do not lie. Take it seriously."

The little guy's mood immediately became better, and he smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Hehe. It's all because of Master's good teaching."

Amidst the happy laughter of little Fazang, the master's voice gently reached his ears.

"Disciple, care about the people, and the people will remember you. You must, must remember it."

——————

At the beginning, the ancestor suppressed the snake demon, saved the people of Nanzhou from the water and fire, and established the Jinshan Temple to protect Nanzhou forever.

The people of Nanzhou remembered his kindness, built temples and statues for him, and kneeled down for generations.

But the ancestor asked the people to change his statue.

The statue of the founder, who should have been praised, was replaced by an ordinary, featureless person, standing in the center of Nanzhou.

And the founder wrote two words on this stone statue.

— Common people.

Since then, Jinshan Temple has no Buddhist teachings and no precepts.

Every disciple of Jinshan Temple must bow down sincerely in front of the stone statue and think of the common people of the world.

As the reputation of Jinshan Temple spread further and further, until it became famous all over the world, people from all over the world came to the cultivation world.

They took root in Nanzhou and lived in Nanzhou. So far, all their ancestors have been from Nanzhou.

Fate?

People abandoned by God?

No, no!

You are not people abandoned by God. You are not born with such a fate. All this is wrong!

It’s not your fault, it’s Jinshan Temple’s fault.

Jinshan Temple. Abandoned you

Fazang lowered his head and trembled. He tried not to let himself sob.

In fact, as early as when Zi Nu asked that question, why the Nanzhou in his cognition was different from the Nanzhou in Zi Nu's cognition, he was thinking about why his impression of Nanzhou was different from that of Zi Nu?

Did the master lie?

Did the Zi Nu deceive him?

No, neither.

The master never lied, and the Zi Nu never lied to him.

So, he came to a time and space that did not belong to him.

When the master told him stories, he also told the story of a thousand-year dream and a glance that lasted for ten thousand years.

Due to coincidence or fate, some people do inadvertently come to the future from the past.

It's just that he never thought that he would cross 200,000 years in an instant, from 200,000 years ago to 200,000 years later.

He didn't know how to describe his emotions when he realized this.

Lonely, afraid, uneasy, panic. Master, uncle, uncle, brother, and grandmaster were all gone, and no one in the entire cultivation world knew him anymore.

The entire cultivation world seemed to have abandoned him, and he deeply felt that he was incompatible with this world.

He wanted to know what happened in the past, why Jinshan Temple disappeared, and why Nanzhou became like this.

He wanted to solve this problem and tell his master and uncle that the people of Nanzhou were in dire straits.

But looking at the old man and listening to the laughter, he once again understood clearly.

Jinshan Temple. was gone.

No one would protect the people of Nanzhou anymore, and no one would care about the people of Nanzhou anymore.

They were numb and sluggish, unable to see the future or hope, and had been waiting to die since they were born.

He suddenly realized that he had to do something.

There was a voice in his heart telling him that the blood was boiling and swimming around his body.

Fazang came out of the last village and set foot on the road he came from.

If there is a "sky" that wants to cover the common people, and there is a "earth" that wants to bury the common people.

Then let the "sky" not cover the common people, and let the "earth" not bury the common people.

I am here to seek justice for you.

——"Disciple, if you care about the common people, the common people will remember you, you must, must remember it"

——————

On the pavilions and attics, the white curtain gently closed the book.

The big show is about to begin.

You.

Are you ready?

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