All the heavens are gone, and there is no Buddha in the world.
In the turbulent times when Li Tang fell, Jiang Liuer, who was exiled from the temple for violating Buddhist law, threw the copper coins he had saved for a long time into the sky.
Old Tang, Old Tang, where are we going?
Jiang Liu'er looked at the colorful-faced boy who was biting a bamboo stick and was homeless like him, and asked softly.
Bald donkey, take me in the direction you want to go.
The young actor spit out the crooked bamboo stick, stretched out his hand to lift the long stick on his back, and pointed at it——
The copper coin fell to the ground. A large piece went east, a large piece went south, a large piece went north, and only a few scattered pieces fell to the west.
Old Tang, Old Tang.
Jiang Liu'er picked up the coins, held up the actor's long stick, and pointed to the west.
We head west.
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Also, I have returned to secular life and am not a bald donkey.
Intention: I would rather fight and win than become a heartless Buddha.