Chapter 8 8. Cycle

Five years ago in the spring moon, before and after the ivy bloomed, the rain was intermittent, the wind could only shake the tip of the willow tree, and the wine flag could not be blown straight. Princess Zhuangyang had menarche.That month, Princess Zhuangyang made a request to Hongren. When she offered incense and paid homage to the Buddha, only Monk Shenxiu stood beside her. Princess Zhuangyang saw Shenxiu for the first time ten years ago, and she heard Shenxiu's voice first. "Why is there ignorance? Good man, all sentient beings come from no beginning, all kinds of upside-downs, just like charming four directions change places; wrongly think that the four elements are the appearance of oneself, and the shadows of the six dusts are the appearance of one's own mind, just like the sick eyes seeing the flowers in the sky and the second month Good man, emptiness has nothing to do with flowers, and the sick are delusional. Because of delusional grasping, not only the self-nature of emptiness is confused, but also the place where the real flower is born, and thus there is a samsara reincarnation, so it is called ignorance. Good man, This ignorance is not real. It is like a person in a dream. During the dream, there is nothing. When you wake up, you have nothing to gain. It is like the empty flowers, which disappear in the void. It cannot be said that there is a fixed and extinguished place. Why? There is no birth. The reason. All sentient beings live in non-birth, falsely see birth and death, so it is called reincarnation of life and death... Knowing the illusion is leaving, and there is no convenience; leaving the illusion is awakening, and there is no gradualness."

When Shenxiu recited sutras, she sat a little higher than the other monks, and her voice came from the back of Shenxiu's head.The rest of the monks remained silent, the sun was hitting, the monk's robes were shaking slightly, and the light and dark were changing between the crevices of the clothes.The sandalwood was blowing, there was no wind blowing, and I didn’t know where to go for a while. It rose and fell on the chest, abdomen, neck and neck of the monks. A gust of wind penetrated through the window, then rose, and wrapped around Shenxiu’s head. Go up to the roof. Princess Zhuangyang was too small at that time, she couldn't see Shenxiu's whole face, she could only see Shenxiu's open mouth and slightly raised chin, and she just watched this mouth and chin for the whole scene.The content of the scriptures that Shenxiu spoke that day was recalled by Princess Zhuangyang on the way back to Chang'an City. The main content is not very clear.Princess Zhuangyang could hardly see her father and mother, they were all busy, busy with important affairs and concerns, hit a huge thunder, had a high fever, and could not see her, Princess Zhuangyang didn't know how she came, why she came, and what was around her relation.Well now, Great Monk Shenxiu said it, and Great Monk Shenxiu said a meaningful sentence, "All else is meaningless." There is another sentence, Princess Zhuangyang has feelings, but she doesn't take it seriously, "Knowing the illusion is leaving, leaving the illusion Immediately realize. "Everything is meaningless. If you are delusional, you will be delusional. If you are addicted to it, what the hell are you doing?What the hell do you think it's doing?Isn't it still an illusion to go out?Simply reverse dreams, greed, hatred and ignorance, if flowers want to bloom, even if they are flowers in the sky, why shouldn't they bloom as much as they want?Princess Zhuangyang's favorite is the three words that Monk Shenxiu said, "good man", good-man-son, Princess Zhuangyang thought in her heart, her eyes were full of Monk Shenxiu's mouth and chin, good-man-son, sunshine and sandalwood Xiang, the lower abdomen is tightened, and I want to go back to Dongshan Temple immediately, pull the right hand of monk Shenxiu, good man, let's go get a vegetarian meal.

Five years ago, Princess Zhuangyang worried about her feet, repeatedly tugged on the robe of the old monk Hongren, and said, I dreamed of blood last night, and when I woke up in the morning, there was really blood, black red, dead red, you know what is dead red color?It's a dying red color, and I'm dying.I want to offer incense and chant scriptures, and I want Great Monk Shenxiu to be by my side, no other monks, no other women, no other people, and neither do you. He is the only monk, and I am the only one who will offer incense. Monk Hongren said, the tea before Grain Rain died yesterday on the fingers of the little tea-picking monk. It was bright green. Would you like the princess to try it?

In the past five years, Princess Zhuangyang asked Emperor Li Zhi's father to exempt all taxes from Dongshan Temple, build a mountain road connecting Dongshan Temple to the national highway, and re-carve the statue of Buddha in the treasure hall with a three-foot-tall golden nanmu. Donated gold, silver, agate, pearl, turquoise, beeswax, gemstones, crystal, coral and other seven treasures to adorn the Buddha statue. The mouth and chin of the Buddha statue are carved exactly like those of the monk Shenxiu. You can grow wheat, tea, hemp, mulberry, peaches and cotton, and the number of believers who offer incense has increased tenfold within five years.

Hongren said, "Come and drink tea when you have time. Shenxiu will be there when you offer incense." When Princess Zhuangyang offered incense, she did not lower her head, nor did she look at Monk Shenxiu. She held a string of agarwood beads in both hands, raised her head slightly, and looked straight at the Buddha painted with golden silk nanmu.Monk Shenxiu stood on the sidelines, clasped his hands together with a smile, and looked at Princess Zhuangyang with his eyes wide open. Princess Zhuangyang looked at the statue of Buddha and said to herself: "Why can't I see enough of you? Why can't I take my eyes off you?" Princess Zhuangyang looked straight at the Buddha painted with golden silk nanmu , the Buddha is too high, she can only see the Buddha's mouth and chin clearly.

Princess Zhuangyang looked at the statue of Buddha and continued: "When I was young, I came to Feng Mushan from Chang'an City once a year to enter Xiangdongshan Temple. Every time I came or every time I came, I was taller and my milk was taller. Bigger, I have more hair, your penis is thicker, your hair is more, your size has not changed. How come you are such a big monk, hair and penis still haven't stopped growing? Yes , I know, I see, I can always see. You say, why can’t I see enough? Because there is too much hair, the penis is thick, even a little bit, the angles and wrinkles under your monk’s robe The pleats are different, not to mention you are not a little more, not a little thicker, you grow so fast. The old monk Hongren only said to me, split the firewood, split it again, split it again, toss people. I Said, yes, old monk, I’m still hungry after eating, I’m still hungry after eating, no matter how confused I am, no matter how confused I am, I’m tormenting people. I am confused. If I think so clearly, I can still decide when I will pass away, and there will still be relics in the cracks of the dead bones. Wouldn’t you monks have nothing to eat and drink? In the world, there needs to be obsessed, Those who are beyond redemption, those who are in pain, and those who are worse than death, show the value and preciousness of your monks. I will help you, and I will go to hell."

For a while, Monk Shenxiu saw that when Princess Zhuangyang was young, she had menarche, her expression was serious, she hated the society, and the ten fingers of her hands and the ten toes of her feet were painted scarlet.Monk Shenxiu saw, Princess Zhuangyang saw Monk Shenxiu, her hands and fingers were tucked into the cuffs, the toes covered each other, entangled, and her eyes returned to the appearance of a little girl before menarche. Princess Zhuangyang looked at the statue of Buddha and continued, "I don't know when I started to like to look at you. I can't take my eyes off of you. You are so beautiful. Later, my father arranged for me to marry General Li, General Li. Ya didn't have a surname of Li, and it was given to their family, which made me marry Ya from the beginning like incest. His father is also General Li, but in fact, the surname Li was given to his father. Old General Li is almost a barbarian. The Sui Dynasty made great achievements. He was strong, had seven wives, and gave birth to thirty-seven sons. When we won, only General Xiao Li was still alive, and the other thirty-six brothers were all killed. Well, the eyes are like you, the mouth and chin are not like you, no one has a mouth and chin like you, your chin is very pointed, the width of the mouth is the same as the width of the tip of the chin. Then ya died, ya volunteered to go Fighting the Huns, how can you look like a cunt if you don’t fight? He got off his horse and came on my bed. The penis is too small and has no hair at all. Even though it is completely hairless, I still searched for a long time. You say, Yayang How small is it? It’s the first time I’ve never seen it. I thought it was the same size. I thought, what should I do? I slowly licked it with my tongue. The problem is, after it was completely hard, I stuffed it into my mouth and tried hard. Stuff it all in, the head of the glans still can't touch my teeth. Later, after General Xiao Li died, I married a poet again, Qi Jue arranged it well, with 28 characters, he could rank in the top ten in the Tang Dynasty. He can feel the troubles that ordinary people can't feel. When the grass is green in spring, he sees the grass yellow in autumn. On the fifteenth, the moon is full, and he sees the first month of the first month. He often hugs me and cries, saying, seeing me is like a peach Face, chest, buttocks like a lotus flower and honeydew melon, he saw me at the same time after I was old, the peach core was like a lotus seed, like a honeydew melon gnawed on the remaining skin, he sighed, he said he hated what was lost, the passion in his heart, The poems I wrote, the river outside the city, my beautiful face. I scolded his ancestors for eight generations. Is there anyone talking like this? Your mother’s cunt is like a peach pit. He dare not scold me for eight generations, he is afraid of life It's better to die. The poet's forehead looks like yours, and then he died too, his penis is too big. I always thought, cut off a circle, it looks like yours. Later, he died too, bleeding spontaneously, and it didn't stop , and died. You said, how did he know that I was bothered by his penis being too big, so he cut himself with a knife? Later, I married a monk who returned to vulgarity, and I wrote good characters, especially lower case, and copied scriptures It has a miraculous effect on elderly women. It is burnt to ashes, taken with rice wine, and menstruation can resume. Ya is not dead, and he is not dead yet. His penis looks the most like you. It is too soft, I am too lazy to suck him, let the maid suck it, completely It’s vermicelli, a lot of vermicelli, pork stewed vermicelli. It’s really big and long. If you ride a horse, you don’t need a horse whip. After marrying him, I will visit you once a month. When menstruation comes, I am extremely world-weary , I came to see you. Looking at your serious appearance, I thought, if I let someone seal the door of this Tathagata hall, tie you up, and then eat you carefully, will you still be serious? Don’t call when it’s time or when it’s time to shoot? You should be sent to the Xiongnu. Even if you are found to be a spy of the Tang Dynasty and tortured you, you will not be recruited. I think, when you eat you, you will putI get down.You didn't speak, took off my pants, and swung your dick to penetrate me.I said, I am a princess, do you want to die?You say, you're a bitch, I don't want to die.I said, just here, there is a lot of blood.You said, it needs a lot of blood, it is warm and spicy when plugged in, and the sound is much louder than usual.I thought, will you howl when you're coming?Will you pinch my neck with both hands?Can you pinch me to cum again?I like it when you strangle me.I listen to your lectures, your voice is like a thin rope, a rope of small tendons, it keeps strangling my neck, good-man-son, good-man-son, I will slowly suffocate when I hear it, my lower abdomen is tight Stretch, the bottom will be wet.Your eyes are more like ropes, the ropes I twisted in silk are more slippery and more suffocating.Don't look at me, look at me, please, strangle me to death, I can see you looking at me even with my eyes closed, you strangle me so tightly, the bottom of me is like a pond, too close, Let me die, here I come.Basically thinking of this, I am not tired of the world, and then rejoice, and then leave.These, all these delusions, I have never told you.However, they all exist, at that moment, at this moment, in reality, not empty. 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Monk Shenxiu saw Princess Zhuangyang's joy on the first night after she got married for the first time, "I said she was too young, she was stimulated, first she danced with a sword, then played with a gun, then cut a tree, and then drank , Ya is drunk now, riding on the street to find a chicken. Ya touched me, I miss you, do you want me to kill Ya? I'll let someone follow him, Ya fuck any chicken, just put Ya and chicken together Captured, tied up, and sent to my father tomorrow. To save face, my father will definitely send you to fight the Huns, bring hundreds of old horses, and bring a thousand veterans. He will do nothing but run away. You can’t escape, come back Death is death, and flight is death."

Monk Shenxiu saw the white jade and gold armband on Princess Zhuangyang's left arm. The whitest white jade is as thick as fat, and the surface seems to be rolling clear water.Her left arm was whiter than white jade, emitting a pinkish white light. Princess Zhuangyang looked at the statue of Buddha and continued, "I don't know when I started to like to see you, and I can't take my eyes off of you. I want to kill Hongren, how did you find you? How did you train you? Go open a brothel." It's more promising. Kill all the other monks, what kind of monks are they? I will give you the whole temple, ten temples, twenty-eight temples, and I will come every day in my cycle Look at you, look at you differently, paint you, lie on your body and look at you, your eyes are very wet, I like it, I like to see the water in your eyes. I want to play with you, you still practice Buddhism Witchcraft, practicing Gu? You wore the silk cassock I gave you. It’s so beautiful. The cassock ring is also a gift from me. It’s so beautiful. Your original one is not good, so I gave it to you. Zhao Guo dug it out The twisted silk ring from the Warring States period, topaz, a thousand-year-old object, you wear it when you fuck, delay ejaculation, and have multiple orgasms. Actually, it is a set of two, and I still have one, which is also topaz Yes. If the penis is too small and cannot touch the edge of the jade ring, I will laugh at you. If it is too big and is strangled by the edge of the jade ring, I will cripple you. How many princesses visit you every month now? Ten? No more than twenty-eight, otherwise at least two of them will menstruate on the same day, come to see you and offer incense to you. In this way, people will die. There is also a problem if there are no more than twenty-eight. If they menstruate on the same day , come to see you on the same day, and you will die. I want a leather jacket with your testicles, a transparent leather jacket, and a painful leather jacket. It makes me miss you to death. Say, I will force you to return to vulgarity, okay? I will kill you It's good writing now, okay? It's still like this, I love you for the rest of my life and fuck other people for the rest of my life."

Monk Shenxiu saw that Princess Zhuangyang spent a long time dressing up before going out this time.The maid is standing in front of Princess Zhuangyang holding a bronze mirror. On the front of the bronze mirror is the face of Princess Zhuangyang. On the back of the bronze mirror, a green dragon with a slender waist is flying in the clouds, a white tiger is flying in the clouds, a red bird is flying in the clouds, and a tortoise is in the clouds. fly.Another maid stood behind Princess Zhuangyang holding a jade comb. Monk Shenxiu saw the peonies carved on the back of the jade comb blooming, with densely layered petals. He saw the maid lifting Princess Zhuangyang's heavy hair with one hand and combing it with the other. Slowly tore through the black hair, and the locks of black hair gave off a metallic luster that only bird feathers can emit.Every time the maid stroked, Shenxiu saw her heart tighten.

Every time Princess Zhuangyang came, she brought different hairstyles popular in Chang'an City.For example, a bun with the hair raised high and straight up. Princess Zhuangyang said, Shenxiu, I dreamed of your penis.Or in a bun, the hair sticks up high, and then hangs down at a ninety-degree angle. Princess Zhuangyang said, Shenxiu, I dreamed that you fucked another princess, and the penis never lifted.There is also the conch bun, which hovers high like a conch. Princess Zhuangyang said, Shenxiu, I saw your conch magic weapon, and I want you to blow my body that hovers like a conch. Monk Shenxiu sent Princess Zhuangyang out and said, "I think Princess Zhuangyang's hair is still more fluffy and beautiful as it is today. I like the little comb you put on your bun. How many combs do you have? I have seen Yu's, Gold, crystal, and coral. How many do you like to insert? How do you like to insert? My cycle is the same as Princess Zhuangyang's menstrual cycle."