The woman who passed by Ye Wudao had a picturesque face, like the goddess of Luoshui who walked lightly on the waves without touching the dust. Standing outside the wheel, her body seemed to be tainted with a layer of Buddhist aura of compassion and temperament. Ye Wudao looked out of place in the darkness. Han Yun accidentally glanced at her, and there was a touch of surprise in her eyes. This woman's beauty was secondary, but the most rare thing was that she had an aloofness about picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence.
Ye Wudao didn't salivate. After a slightly appreciative glance, he turned to look at Zhuanlunzang, but his eyes were just a little playful.
Not every touching woman who has had a marriage encounter with Ye Wudao will be included in Ye Wudao's fat and thin harem. Some women disappear like bright fireworks, and there are women who are like two pieces of Ye Wudao on the same tree. The leaves on the ground wither and flourish in autumn and life. Although they are dependent on each other, they will eventually fall and wither. There are also women who may not leave, but will not put on the red clothes of the wedding place, but choose to watch for the rest of their lives.
In the same way, not every woman will fall in love with Ye Wudao when they see her, and then develop from meeting and getting to know each other to falling in love with each other. Ye Wudao is destined not to be the protagonist of every love novel, but more of a spectator. By.
"Millions of tourists flock to Japan every year. Is the tourist attraction here still the country in my mind?" Han Yun said with emotion. She saw that Ye Wudao did not care about that country. The woman paid too much attention, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Zhuanlunzang.
"The world in the eyes of the world is nothing more than the world represented by the Potala Palace. The world cannot uncover the real mystery of the Potala Palace, so how can they understand the world's highest secrets? You will If you go to the **, I will be your guide and let you see many phenomena that cannot be explained by so-called science." Ye Wudao smiled and said, "Let's go, it doesn't matter whether you can see this wheel or not. Sheila is normal."
"Tell me what mysterious phenomena there are." Han Yun asked extremely curiously. She also believed that science, which is regarded as faith by countless materialist advocates, is actually a religion from another angle, an imperfect religion. , the crazy worship of it is actually not fundamentally different from the beliefs of Buddhists or Christians in their respective religions, so Han Yun never blindly believes in science and today's truth. It often becomes tomorrow's fallacy, and it seems ridiculous now. Isn¡¯t the hugely erroneous theory of Japan-China peace an ironclad fact in people¡¯s minds at that time?
"The reincarnation of the living Buddha is looking for the soul boy."
Ye Wudao pulled Han Yun away from Zhuanlunzang, while the woman was walking in front of them. She was neither hasty nor slow, nor warm nor hot.
"What I know is that in 1193, the founder of the Kagyu Sect of Tibetan Buddhism sent Qinba a message before his death, saying, 'I will be reincarnated again.' This should be the first reincarnation of a living Buddha in Tibetan Buddhism." Han Yun thought for a moment and said, Qianlong set up the system of "drawing lots from the golden urn" to finally select the soul boy, which she regarded as a genius move that allowed the emperor to perfectly control his opponent.
"The so-called living Buddhas are those who spend their whole lives doing things that benefit all sentient beings in the world. Their highest ideal is to liberate themselves, and then for the benefit of all sentient beings, they abandon this liberation and return to the world. It is a very tiring profession. If I were a spiritual boy, I would not become a living Buddha even if I were killed."
Ye Wudao joked, causing Han Yun to scold him gently, while the woman in front who could hear their conversation clearly frowned again, obviously disgusted with Ye Wudao's frivolous attitude towards the Living Buddha.
Ye Wudao continued: "This living Buddha does not just refer to the two Panchen Lamas. Of course, these two yellow sects are the 'Xinran Monk Buddha' and the 'Yueba Mo Buddha' who are the most popular incarnations of earthly gods. As is well known to secular people, I once participated in the entire reincarnation process of a Hutuktu of the Gelug sect, and the twists and turns in it were more thrilling than any fantasy novel."
When the woman heard this, she smiled slightly. Apparently she believed that Ye Wudao was talking nonsense. She knew that let alone an outsider like the young man behind him. Even the senior monks among Tibetans did not want to touch the sacred link of reincarnation of the soul boy. If they wanted to participate, It is even more impossible to understand all the links.
"Is Xinran Monk Buddha the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva?" Han Yun said not sure.
"Well, Teacher Han is very good in history."
Ye Wudao chuckled. Seeing Han Yun's charming smile, which was really attractive, he couldn't help but gently touched her buttocks. Looking at the crimson on her cheeks, he wished he could immediately take advantage of her. The beautiful woman threw herself on the ground and started a shocking wild battle. No longer daring to tease Han Yun, Ye Wudao breathed out and said: "Yueba Mo Buddha is the incarnation of the Infinite Light Buddha. If you want to talk about Infinite Light again, Buddha, we have to talk about the horizontal Buddha of the third generation and the vertical Buddha of the third generation, and there is no end."
"You do know some things about Dunjia from various sects, and you also know a lot from heretics. I really don't know who can teach someone like you." Han Yunjiao said with a smile.
"I have some fragments of the Bay-leaf Sutra in my hand, which I got at that time."
Ye Wudao, who didn't notice that the body of the woman in front of him was trembling slightly, hugged Han Yun, only focusing on appreciating the elasticity of Han Yun's small waist, "The Mahavamsa Sutra, as a classic of esoteric theory, is the highest authority, the method of enlightenment, and the easy way to practice." , Han Yun, don¡¯t underestimate the words "Sudden Enlightenment, Easy Way", when it comes to??It is just four words, that is to become a Buddha. Sutras of Buddhism emphasize how many kalpas and difficulties the earth has to go through before he can reach Nirvana. These four simple words of "to become a Buddha" are worth more than a million words of sutras and treatises. They have to attract the world's people. This person, of course, can't stand if he can sit. Of course, he can't sit if he can lie down. Therefore, Tantra can be said to reach directly into the human heart. Haha, it is necessary for us to reach directly into the heart of the Buddha. You say Interesting or not? "
"Even if I become a Buddha, if I were a practitioner, I would definitely find it tempting." Han Yun sighed.
The woman in front was confused for a while, suddenly enlightened, and puzzled for a while, with a complicated expression. She chewed Ye Wudao's words carefully. If ordinary people heard this, it would be Han Yun who would sigh like this or laugh it off, but she is well versed in the esoteric classics. I'm afraid it's an epiphany for someone who knows how to do it.
Seems like a mess
Ye Wudao narrowed his eyes and saw that the pace of the woman in front of him finally seemed to be no longer so calm. She appeared slightly confused, and the playfulness in her eyes was even more intense, with an aura of conspiracy that Han Yun had never experienced before.
"In China, are there any peers who can treat you as equals?" Han Yun smiled. If so, she was looking forward to it. She suddenly thought of the United States on the other side of the ocean. It seemed that there was a perfect young man there. But Fate is such a weird thing. It doesn't mean that you can fall in love after meeting each other, but it is often the closest place that never crosses paths. This is the case with too many childhood sweethearts on TV who cannot resist the intervention of a third party.
"Yes, of course." Ye Wudao laughed. He seemed to be laughing at Han Yun, and beauty was in the eye of his lover.
"Who?" Han Yun ignored his warm ridicule, looking as cute as I am a frog in a well and you can do anything to me.
"I saw one recently, from the Ximen family. I seemed to have passed him by in the past, which is a pity." Ye Wudao shrugged.
"In what aspect is he outstanding? Underworld? Business? Politics? I don't think the latter two are big. After all, I haven't heard of them." Han Yun asked doubtfully. She went to the United States very early, and when she came back, she felt at ease to be a Teacher, I don¡¯t have a deep understanding of China¡¯s Lower Dynasty, so I can¡¯t blame her.
"More like a beast than me." Ye Wudao laughed. In fact, this was a high compliment to him, but to outsiders, it sounded like a very sarcastic comment.
The woman walking in front slowed down her steps slightly.
"I even dare to ask for my sister. I appreciate this courage. If you weren't standing on the opposite side of me, I would really like to fight with this animal for a few bowls of white roast." Ye Wudao stared at the woman's back and mouth. It evokes a cruel arc.
For some women, it's not just a few plagiarized verses or some bullshit remarks like those in time-travel novels that can make them fall in love and become a nympho. In fact, if a goddess who looks at people with cold eyes and treats people with a cold heart is really moved by a person's words, then It can only be said that this goddess is too unqualified and too frivolous.
"Sister?!" Han Yun said in surprise. This guy is indeed a eccentric person. She doesn't despise it. For her, although she doesn't agree with things that violate ordinary ethics, she can't say she hates them. After all, they are both. Falling in love is a very personal thing, so she also has many gay friends in the United States. Just because Han Yun keeps herself private does not mean that she will be disgusted with all phenomena that she would not do.
Ye Wudao just smiled. Dongfang Ziyu once asked him to smile for seven hours in a row to achieve the most perfect arc. It can be said that Ye Wudao can accurately express subtle emotional changes with facial muscles, but everything is an illusion. .
The woman in front stopped and turned around, with undisguised anger in her autumn eyes.
Inexplicably, Han Yun stared at the strange woman in front of her, looking at everything about her with a woman's eyes.
"**."
The corners of Ye Wudao's mouth curved sharply and harshly, almost like a smile but not a smile. He just looked at the woman in front of him and slowly uttered the two most cruel words.
And he also trembled in his heart, thinking of his persistent aunt, there was no sadness, all he had was determination not to let go.
His smiling gaze turned to the woman in front of him, even more coldly. He looked directly at her, seeming to be talking to himself, and seemed to be telling her: "Do you think this person from the Ximen family is a beast?"
Since he is cruel to himself, Ye Wudao has no reason to have any mercy on others.
Snapped!
The woman walked up to Ye Wudao and slapped him directly.
Ye Wudao narrowed his eyes, not angry, and still maintained his impeccable and elegant smile. Before Han Yun could wave his palm in anger, he had already slapped him back.
Snapped! Crisp and loud.
Like the goddess of Luohe, blood oozed from the corner of the mouth of the elegant woman. She couldn't believe that a man would be so arrogant and shocked, and she was also unspeakably humiliated. However, she was not as weak as a woman facing a strong man.
Ye Wudao hugged Han Yun tightly to prevent her from making any next move.
"You must be Gong Huiyu, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Ye Wudao." Ye Wudao said arrogantly.She said, gently wiping the half of her cheek that was slapped by Gong Huiyu. He must be the first man who can be slapped by her in this life, and I am afraid he will also be the last one. And the man who can slap her is also the same. Probably the first and the last.
This is the first step a man should take to conquer.
The woman understood. She bit her lip tightly, showed an inappropriate smile, turned around and left, as if she had guessed Ye Wudao's thoughts.
But when she turned around, her face was startled.
Because she saw a man.
A man who is no longer as careless and cynical as usual.