Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

But, she still showed up.

It is still so bold and bright, and the bright colors can ignite some unknown emotions in the chest almost instantly.

The blazing fire, with the force of a prairie fire, almost destroyed the holy and flawless Buddha's mind and swallowed up everything.

I began to unconsciously observe her words and deeds, began to figure out her emotions, and even began to take a closer look at her appearance.

She was born very beautiful, like fire, extraordinarily bold and agile.

Especially when her eyes looked over, they were curved, and the emotions inside them were intense and clear, as if she had never wanted to hide them.

So, after looking at each other in a real sense for the first time, I knew that she liked me.

She was so happy, so happy that even when she wanted to hug me, she still took my identity into consideration and stood still properly.

She seems to have always wanted to get close to me, but she has always been wary of it since she knew my identity.

She said that she didn't like the way Emperor Tian looked at her. She didn't like Emperor Tian and didn't want to be his woman.

Listening to me, I am probably crazy, and I want to ask in my mind - do you want to be my woman?

I might really be crazy.

That day, I gave her a calligraphy and painting.

It was the prayer scripture she wanted. I had already copied it, but she never came, so I never could give it to her.

She was very happy, as happy as a little girl who got candy.

She wanted to rush up and hug me again, but in the end, she didn't move and even took two steps back.

In just two steps, it was clearly within reach.

But there is like an invisible and wide gap between the two people, which cannot and cannot be touched.

When she left, she was still looking back.

Warm light shone on her face, she smiled, waved to him, and then gradually walked away.

The figure is getting further and further away, and becoming more and more ethereal.

It seems that I will disappear from this world in the next second. I can't touch, catch, or keep.

I don't know how to describe the feeling at that moment.

It seems that the heart is empty, empty, and there is a cold wind blowing in.

I don’t know who it was that emptied everything in his heart, leaving nothing behind.

Only the endless feelings were left, which suddenly burst out of the ground and grew crazily, as if they were stimulated.

It kept driving me and made me start to dream.

An unprecedented dream. In the dream, she was seducing him with a smile, like a fairy, constantly seducing him into sinking.

Buddhism is supposed to cultivate the mind, and it is even more important to have a pure mind and few desires, and not to have any lustful thoughts.

But not only did I fail to do it, I became more and more addicted to such a dream.

She dreams about him every day. In her dreams, she plays with him and laughs constantly.

The taste of love between men and women in dreams is like the addictive poppy. The more you touch it, the harder it is to quit.

It can only force me to keep reciting the Qingxin Jue, keep suppressing it, and try my best not to lose my composure in the holy Buddhist temple.

However, it is easy for the body to quit addiction.

But psychologically, it’s even more difficult.

In other words, it was worse than letting him die.

I am relieved.

Continuously reciting the Buddha's teachings can only keep reminding me and telling me that I am not a Buddha at all.

Because I have selfish motives, emotions, and desires that are difficult to control.

The unstable lotus platform actually means that I no longer want to be a Buddha.

Rather than letting myself endure endless loneliness, I would rather be a human being.

Be a mortal with flesh and blood and no restraint.

In this way, I can have what I want most.

——End of extra chapter——