.
Brocade Kasaya appeared quietly, and this figure also appeared quietly, without any warning.
Everything happened so suddenly.
This figure is wearing Brocade Kasaya, with his back to Guanyin.
Guanyin couldn't see clearly. All that was left for Guanyin was a back figure. Looking at this back figure, Guanyin felt inexplicably familiar.
But for a moment, I couldn't remember, who is the owner of this figure?
"Amitabha Buddha!"
Guanyin said Buddhist Chant, looked at the back and said, "Fellow Daoist, can you return the cassock you are wearing to this poor monk?"
Guanyin didn't dare to be careless about the sudden appearance of the figure, and was able to take this Brocade Kasaya away quietly under her nose.
It can be seen from this that the other party is not an idle person at all! Guanyin didn't dare to make excuses, so he could only speak like an ordinary person.
Be polite first.
What if it doesn't work in the end? Only once! The man in cassock did not look back.
"Poor monk?"
The man murmured, with the corners of his mouth raised, and a bit of disdain, sneer, and sarcasm could be heard in the murmur!
Guanyin naturally heard the other party's murmur, and also heard the sarcasm in the other party's murmur. Guanyin did not speak.
Because I don't know why, Guanyin always feels that this voice is inexplicably familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere before? But at this moment, I couldn't remember where I had heard it?
Familiar and strange.
Always wandering between not remembering and almost remembering!
The man turned his back to Guanyin and continued to speak, "Do you want Brocade Kasaya on Pindao?"
"Not bad!"
Guanyin nodded. "I wonder if Fellow Daoist can return it to the poor monk?"
The man said, "This poor Daoist robbed you because of his ability. Just a word from you Guanyin, this poor Daoist needs to return this cassock to you."
"You are so proud!"
The words fell.
The atmosphere in Void Space became depressing, extremely depressing.
Guanyin was silent for several seconds.
After a few seconds.
Guanyin just spoke slowly, "Fellow Daoist, do you want to have a fight with a poor monk?"
The voice is soft and pleasant.
But invisibly.
But it is domineering and leaking.
The atmosphere in Void Space is even more depressing, and if you are not careful, you will get into a fight.
A war is inevitable!
The man didn't answer immediately.
But a few seconds later.
The man just spoke, and there was a hint of submission in his words! "You don't have to do anything before I can return this cassock to you."
"After a battle, the winner gets the cassock. It is just a last resort."
"I can return this cassock to you, but..."
Guanyin knew that things would not be that simple, so he wanted the other party to return Brocade Kasaya without even trying.
It's not that easy.
Don't give anything.
It doesn't make sense.
Guanyin: "But what?"
"What do you want?"
Within the scope of one's own permission, Guanyin can agree to the other party, but what if the other party's request is too excessive? Then forget it!
Then there is only one event.
Guanyin doesn't believe it.
With these accidents happening one after another, can she Buddhist Sect really not be able to deal with it? ...
The man said, "What does Pindao want? As long as Guanyin Fellow Daoist can reveal Pindao's identity, Pindao's cassock will be returned to Fellow Daoist."
"Huh?"
Guanyin couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this.
"So simple?"
Guanyin almost blurted out.
But soon.
After a few seconds.
Guanyin came to his senses. This problem is easy, but it is also not simple.
Guess? How could she guess? How does she know who the other person is?
What to guess?
The only thing the other party showed her was this back view. She had to admit that this back view was indeed very familiar. So what if she was wearing Brocade Kasaya? It feels so familiar to Guanyin.
But the problem arises here, it is obviously very familiar, but it is also very strange.
She couldn't remember who the other party was? If the other person can turn around and you can see the other person's face clearly, you may be very familiar with them.
You will know the identity of the other party.
The other person turned around.
He is seeing the other person's face clearly.
How is this possible?
Where can such a good thing exist in this world? ...
Guanyin After being silent for a long time, Guanyin finally said, "Can you give me a hint?"
Guanyin felt so ridiculous when she asked this question. She was the one who said it was simple, and now she is the one asking for tips.
Is this ridiculous?
And...
Why should the other party give her a hint?
Why? Could it be that just because she is Guanyin Bodhisattva?
"Haha..."
When the man heard Guanyin's words, he also sneered.
Full of sarcasm and ridicule! "Hint?"
That person continues to speak out!
"Do you think I need any hints?"
"It seems that you have completely forgotten about Pindao."
The man's words seemed to be mocking Guanyin. If one could tell with closer inspection, she seemed to be mocking herself.
What does she mean? Guanyin I don't know.
What does she mean? Then only she herself would know.
"Amitabha Buddha!"
Guanyin said Buddhist Chant, and continued to stare at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure, Guanyin said, "Are we really familiar with each other?"
"Why don't you turn around and show me to the poor monk?"
"If you turn around and show this poor monk, I wonder if he will remember who you are?"
"Hahaha..."
When the man heard this, he immediately burst into laughter, and his laughter was filled with sarcasm and even more ridicule.
Guanyin frowned.
If it weren't for the uncertainty of how strong the opponent is, Guanyin would have taken action.
Who is she? Who's in the mood to guess?
The only way to do it is to do it once.
After a few seconds.
The man stopped laughing sarcastically.
"Guanyin, if Pindao turns around, can you tell me Pindao's name?"
Said.
The man wearing Brocade Kasaya slowly turned around! Eye to eye!
Guanyin stared at this person.
"This!"
Guanyin was stunned! Time seems to have stagnated a little at this moment!
quiet! Quiet!
silence!
Silence fell.
The silence was overwhelming.
Tranquility that cannot be described in words.
The silence was extreme.
"You..."
Guanyin gradually woke up, his pupils shrank, he was extremely shocked, his heart was shaken, and there was a look of horror on his face.
The man in front of me looks exactly like me.
This is not the key.
breath!
Bloodline! Karma.
They are all exactly the same.
in this way!
This is what Guanyin is shocked about.
One person can change into another person.
Mimic the scent.
Mimic everything.
But it is impossible to copy Karma.
If there is someone exactly like you, it can only mean one reason, that person is your clone or incarnation.
And the person in front of me.
Guanyin is very sure that she has no clones or incarnations.
What the hell is going on?
Who is she? "Who are you anyway?"
Guanyin asked.
He frowned and looked like he was going to fight.
"Haha..."
The man sneered and said, "What? You have become a Bodhisattva of the Buddhist Sect and you have forgotten your former identity? Daoist Cihang?"
"Who am I?"
"Am I not you? Poor Daoist Daoist Cihang."