Chapter 8 3. Snow Maiden

The snow is rolling and the smoke is rolling. Under the beautiful posture, the competition is Taoism. My King Kong glared and called Qiankun to help. With the hand raised and the bowl dropped, the golden cover covers the demon, revealing its original shape. Too impeccable, like an art of exorcising demons. Any job or relationship, in the final analysis, looks like exorcising demons, and it is nothing more than meritorious service over time. I stared at the snow girl who was gradually disappearing in the bowl: "Snow Demon, back then you were abusing a human being. I warned you repeatedly that I couldn't bear to let you fall short in your cultivation for many years, so I let you go. But you didn't know what to do, and you got worse and hurt many innocent lives."

In the distance, the last stalk of the snow demon floated, slowly and illusoryly: "I just want to find a good man like you... Is this a luxury..." "Amitabha." It's too extravagant.That's ridiculous. Feelings are too extravagant and ridiculous for me. I have love but no love. Under the bodhi tree, no roots of love are planted. "Every time you see me, you let me go in the end. I often think about it, and I giggle when I think about it. I'm a little confused...Maybe I want you to let me go again, so I go to provoke other men ...If it wasn't like this, how could you come to me, how could I see you again...Even if you come every time, it's just to...receive me." The face of the snow demon in the bowl gradually blurred, as if trapped The rutted snow road, split and ugly.

The original shape is ugly, but still greedy. "Mage, if I can be subdued by you, I will be a demon for once." "Disrespectful!" I scolded. "Hehe, do you believe it... Mage... I really..." Soft words begging for mercy is usually the last struggle of a demon. I cover the bowl.Watch no more.The laughter faded away. The demon is about to die, but his words are still confusing. After chasing for many years, is it to finally lose in my hands? Why? Desire is very deep. It is said to be "disrespectful" to usurp one's duty, so the Buddha asked me to "walk the way for the heaven".

The "Tao" of doing justice for the sky just means: Even if the circumstances are justifiable, there is no sin. On the other side, the illusion disappears, the illusion is gone, and I can endure the melting of ice and snow all over my body. He ran towards me and said happily, "Master, did you kill her?" "I have taken her away, you can put this in the Leifeng Pagoda." I handed the Dharma bowl to Neng Ren, he took it, blinked, scratched his head and said, "It's me again?" "Is that still me?" This baby can really challenge your patience.

Fortunately he was frozen, otherwise he wouldn't know what that big mouth was going to say. I look up to the sky.Snow stopped, silent, breathless. As if nothing happened. Sure enough, everything is witchcraft. Eagerly praying yes, Ai Ai confessing yes, whispering yes, all, all... It's all hallucinations. I don't think about her anymore.Snow Maiden. She is just a passerby, coming on the snow and leaving on the waves. She left nothing in my heart. No. Not at all.