Chapter 19 19, not two

When Xuanji woke up, it was raining lightly outside.The body was glued to the ground by Fuji's semen, and he struggled to get free.Buer is gone, so are Luyao and Hongtuan, but Hongren's body is still there, surrounded by a group of monks holding iron-headed sticks. Xuanji felt powerless for the first time.Xuanji didn't want to say a single word, because there was no such language.Xuanji doesn't want to compare, because there is nothing to compare, not even her enlightenment experience can be compared with this sexual intercourse, maybe that enlightenment was not enlightenment at all.

Xuanji heard Buer's crisp and tender child's voice in the air: "My pestle is a vajra, My bell is of diamond, The sea around me is salivating, The mountain in front of me is cunt meat. I bell, saliva is water. I pestle, the cunt meat is ashes. not stepping back, Pasta smashed. Why the hell are you still here, The left ankle rests on my left ilium, Right ankle rests on my right iliac, Your ass is pressing the lotus on my lotus seat. I said, listen to my bell and look at my pestle, You said, just like you. " Xuanji smiled, thinking, you are such a child, has no one else told you?

The monks holding iron sticks asked, "Have you seen the mantle? Who took it?" Xuanji smiled: "I saw the mantle, but the mantle is not in Dongshan, have you caught Huineng?" Xuanji blew out the candle that Hongren had lit, put his hands together and died.