Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

"My Buddha is merciful, Almsgiver Lin, you are in trouble."

The abbot of Linshan Temple put his hands together and said to Lin Zuo.

"My appearance, human appearance, sentient beings' appearance, longevity person's appearance...I don't know which aspect I have."

Lin Zuo asked as he thought about the Buddhist scriptures he had read these days while traveling with his wife and daughter.

"Human appearance."

"What is human appearance?"

"He who is enlightened by his heart."

Lin Zuo frowned when he heard this answer.

"Abbott, could you explain it to me in detail?"

Lin Zuo asked as he took the checkbook, wrote down a number and handed it over.

The abbot remained motionless, as if he was not confused by external objects.

On the other hand, the young novice monk on the side stepped forward, picked up the check, took a look at it, and said: "Amitabha."

These words seemed to have awakened the abbot, and he spoke: "The World Honored One said: When you adjust your body, you will suddenly forget about your own body, your limbs will be relaxed, take good medicine, and add a little needle and moxa, you will know that I exist, so the realization will reveal me." body."

Lin Zuo frowned. He couldn't understand what the abbot opposite said.

After the abbot finished speaking, Lin Zuo frowned and asked, "Can you put it more plainly?"

The abbot opened his squinted eyes a little, looked at Lin Zuo intently for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.

"What the World Honored One means is that when you are bathing in the sun, your body feels comfortable, and your limbs are relaxed, suddenly someone pricks you with a needle.

"When you feel pain, at the moment of pain, you are not experiencing it as a third party or a bystander. You will feel 'I feel pain'. The me in this is my appearance."

"I am... Abbot, what I want to ask about is the person's appearance." Lin Zuo said.

The abbot narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said: "The moment it hurts, you recognize 'me' and recognize that 'I' have been pricked.

"This consciousness of 'self-existence' is the human form."

Lin Zuo frowned and thought for a moment, roughly distinguishing the difference between the two.

The I-phase only realizes "I am hurting", while the human-phase has realized that it is "I" who is hurting. This is the difference between the two.

And he felt that he was like a reborn person, becoming a different "me", which was the expression of human appearance.

"Are you in good shape?"

Lin Zuo murmured, lost in thought.

The little novice took a step forward, as if he wanted to say something.

The abbot, who had been squinting his eyes, suddenly reached out to stop him, preventing him from interrupting Lin Zuo's thinking.

"Does the donor want to take another step to find the Tathagata?"

When Lin Zuo came out of his meditation, the abbot suddenly asked.

"Have you found Tathagata?" Lin Zuo asked doubtfully.

"All appearances are false. If you see all appearances that are not true, you will see the Tathagata." The abbot said with a smile, "The donor is destined to be my Buddha."

Lin Zuo was stunned for a moment, but felt a sense of humor in his heart.

"Having the abbot answer my questions is already a great reward, so I won't have such delusional thoughts."

Lin Zuo refused with a smile and glanced at the check that had been collected by the little novice monk.

The abbot was stunned for a moment, glanced at the check in the little novice's eyes, and suddenly smiled: "If the donor is willing to enter my temple, this money..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Zuo stood up and saluted: "My wife and daughter are still burning incense outside, so I won't disturb you."

After he finished speaking, he left in a hurry without giving the abbot a chance to speak again.

"Abbot, the man behind is a rich man, why don't you let me drive him away?" Seeing Lin Zuo leaving, the young novice asked in confusion.

"Money, money, money, I think you have fallen in the eyes of money." After scolding him with a smile, the abbot said, "Please invite the next donor quickly."

"Receive the decree."

The little novice monk left happily, leaving behind him shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

Lin Zuo, who left the Zen room, quickly found his wife and daughter and took them out of Linshan Temple.

After leaving Linshan Temple, the family of three continued their self-driving tour. From time to time they encountered Taoist temples. Lin Zuo would go to see the Taoist monks and try to get answers from them.

They headed south like this for more than a month, and because their daughter had to go to school, they took a flight back to Jincheng.

After returning home, Lin Zuo had nothing to do. Apart from accompanying his wife and daughter, he thought about this "self" day and night.

He began to constantly examine himself, looking for changes in his character.

There was even a time when he believed that his state was a state of psychological "emotional isolation."

The so-called emotional isolation refers to a symptom of self-isolation of emotions, which is more common after a major impact on the soul.

But he had no such problem.

The cold blood seemed to come in an instant.

Even though he really wanted to be with his wife and daughter, the feeling of unfamiliarity was still everywhere.

And Wang Ruyuan, who is thoughtful and thoughtful, has already discovered all this.

But she was kind-hearted and did not put any pressure on Lin Zuo. She just accompanied him silently.

After three years of this, through Lin Zuo's constant self-exploration, he found many existences that supported his identity as a reborn person.

For example, he likes to spin pens, which is a habit he has never had before.

In addition, he likes to watch the passage of life, is indifferent to emotional communication, and likes to study strange and weird things.

Everything made him feel that there was another self.

After he realized all this, he began to hypnotize himself non-stop, trying to completely awaken the other me.

Then, on his daughter's sixteenth birthday, he suddenly woke up.

"Lin Zuo, what's wrong with you?"

After the banquet, Wang Ruyuan asked Lin Zuo, who was sitting in the study and meditating.

"Lin Zuo..."

"Lin Zuo" sighed in a tone of voice, as if he was saying the name of a stranger.

This really frightened Wang Ruyuan, but "Lin Zuo" quickly returned to normal.

"Maybe you're a little tired, Yuanyuan."

He stood up and hugged Wang Ruyuan.

Wang Ruyuan put her head on her husband's chest, listening to the strong heartbeat, but she always felt that her husband had become different.

It was indeed different. At this time, Lin Zuo had become Voldemort.

He has awakened, got rid of the shackles of fantasy and confusion, and recovered all his memories.

As long as he wanted, he could leave this seemingly infinitely real illusion at any time.

But he didn't do this. Instead, he liberated more of Lin Zuo's memories from the memory world, allowing him to enjoy this rare and warm world.

This made Voldemort experience a different life and gave him a greater understanding of human nature and love.

In this way, time moved forward like water, and in the blink of an eye, he had spent sixty years in this world.

My beloved wife in the past is already lying on the hospital bed in old age.

Voldemort stood by as Lin Zuo, silently listening to her talk about their past.

It was obviously something they had experienced together, but when his dying wife said these things, it still gave him a rather fresh feeling.

Just looking at the dying eyes of his beloved wife, Voldemort felt pain in his heart.

"Is this... is love?"

Voldemort murmured, reaching out to touch his beloved wife's wrinkled cheek.

The intermittent beeping sound on the instrument finally turned into a long, steady sound.

Wang Ruyuan closed her eyes in happiness, and a tear slowly fell from the corner of Voldemort's eyes.

For the first time in his life, this arrogant Dark Lord felt the existence of love so truly.