Author: Shangliu

The sky is dim.

Hundreds of monks stood densely outside the Dafanyin Temple. The group of monks sat down together, the gongs and drums in their hands sounded, and they chanted sutras at the same time.

The morning was vast, the sound of chanting sutras was continuous, and the scene was grand and solemn.

The dragon-plumed crane stands on the top of the cliff, looking down at the bottom of the mountain. "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he can survive all the hardships."

"Mr. Long also knows Buddhism?" Wu Xin asked.

"I can only read a little bit."

Long Peng sighed, "Master Wangyou is an eminent monk. I hope he can reach the other shore soon and escape from this sea of ​​misery in the world."

Lei Wujie came up and asked curiously, "The world is a sea of ​​misery? Why do you say that? Isn't the world bad?"

Long Peng glanced at him and said slowly, "Okay, not good either."

"Some people have been well-fed and well-fed since childhood, and have no worries. For such people, this world is naturally good.

But there are some people who don’t even know what it’s like to be full, Lei Wujie, do you think they think this world is good?”

Lei Wujie was stunned for a moment, his face turned red, and he glanced at Xiao Se.

Xiao Se stood with his arms crossed, "What do you think I'm doing? I didn't steal, but I robbed. What's wrong with being fair and aboveboard?"

"Ahem..."

Lei Wujie coughed twice and looked a little embarrassed. When he saw the people and horses running in the distance, he immediately said, "Look."

Suddenly, behind the chanting monks, a tall monk holding a sword stood suddenly.

The sword-carrying monk looked forward with stern eyes,

There are nine horses there, and there are several monks sitting on the horses, and they are also running towards this direction.

"It's... Wang Rensun."

Xiao Se narrowed his eyes and looked sideways at Wu Xin, "He doesn't seem to be retreating as he agreed with you. This time, he seems to have made a different decision than he did twelve years ago."

"Let's go into the temple."

Wu Xin was smiling, but when he heard the words and looked around, the smile on his face subsided, and his expression became unusually cold. He turned around and walked back to the ruined temple behind him without saying anything else.

Inside the ruined temple.

Wuxin looked at the broken Buddha statue in front of him, took out a package from his arms with great solemnity, opened the package carefully and placed it on the Buddhist altar.

Long Peng leaned on the door frame, looked at the relic with a faint halo on the Buddhist altar, and said softly, "The quality of this relic... It seems that Master Wangyou's Buddhist practice was not low during his lifetime..."

"

"Relics?"

Lei Wujie was confused and looked back, "Do you recognize Mr. Long?"

"Of course I recognize it. Even if I don't recognize it, I can still feel the Zen meaning on it."

Long Peng nodded slightly and said calmly, "Let Boss Xiao explain it to you. I'm not in the mood to waste words."

"Desolate..."

Lei Wujie looked over eagerly.

Xiao Se crossed his arms, turned his head, and said coldly, "I don't want to talk anymore, please don't bother me."

"this……"

Lei Wujie had an innocent expression, wondering why Xiao Se got angry again, but fortunately he had a big heart and had long been used to it. "Oh... Wu Xin, why don't you explain it? I'm really curious."

“After some eminent monks passed away and were burned by fire, there were still pearl-like objects that remained unmelted and indestructible, so they were called relics.”

He unintentionally placed the relic on the Buddhist altar, "Everyone said that after the old monk died, his body instantly disappeared. In fact, among the ashes, there was still this relic."

"I thought that if the old monk could not come back here during his lifetime, he should come back after his death."

Long Peng nodded and sighed, "The fallen leaves return to their roots..."

"Indeed, fallen leaves return to their roots and souls return to their hometown..."

The words fell.

Wuxin sat down, closed his eyes, twirled the beads in his hand, and recited scriptures along with the monks at the foot of the mountain.

Accompanied by scripture chants.

The relics emitted bursts of golden light, and an illusory figure seemed to appear on the Buddhist altar...

"Xiao Se, this..."

Lei Wujie was shocked and couldn't help but ask, but Xiao Se stretched out his hand to stop him. Xiao Se shook his head gently and said, "Stop talking."

The figure on the Buddhist altar became more and more solid with the sound of chanting sutras.

An old monk was wearing a gray robe, with white eyebrows and kind eyes. The old monk walked down from the Buddhist altar, looked at Wu Xin sitting on the ground, bent down, and gently stroked his head:

"child……"

"Master!" Wuxin had been calling Master Wangyou as "old monk", but at this moment he finally called out the word "Master".

He knelt down and prostrated on the ground, tears welling up in his eyes, and he was no longer the same as before.

"This is... Yuanshen..."

Long Pengfeng's eyes were slightly closed, "If I swallow it, I'm afraid it will be enough..."

"wrong!"

Long Peng's eyes flashed, he took the silver needle from his sleeve and stuck it into his acupuncture points such as "Shenmen", "Fengchi", and "Taiyang" to calm his mind and calm his mind.

As soon as Lei Wujie was pulled out by Xiao Se, he saw Long Peng acupuncture on himself, and asked curiously, "Mr. Long, why do you prick yourself like a hedgehog?"

Xiao Se's face changed in shock, and he took Lei Wujie's hand, "Don't go there."

"What's wrong?"

"Don't you see that something is wrong with him?"

Lei Wujie was stunned for a moment. Seeing Long Peng's eyes turning red, he couldn't help but think of him who killed everyone that night. He swallowed his saliva and said, "What should Xiao Se do..."

"have no idea."

Xiao Se shook his head, his expression solemn.

"Little donor outside the door, come in. Don't be afraid of hurting me. If you are so forceful, you will hurt yourself."

A gentle and kind voice came from inside the temple.

Long Peng was slightly startled, hesitated, and walked into the temple, where he saw Master Wuyou, who was being supported by Wuxin, smiling at him.

"Junior, pay homage to Master Wangyou."

Wangyou stared at the dragon pendant for a moment and said slowly, "Three souls in one body, it is really strange, no... I should say it is divided into three."

"Little donor, you are suffering."

"Three souls?"

Xiao Se and the two people outside the door looked at each other, both surprised.

"Master said three souls? What does that mean? Where is the last soul?"

Master Wangyou's eyes were full of kindness, and he lightly tapped Long Peng's forehead.

"In the heart of the little donor, he is also kind to the little donor. He is a very cute child..."

Long Peng suddenly felt warmth on his forehead, his body relaxed, and the blood in his eyes dissipated. He was silent for a while, then touched his heart and said, "Thank you, master."

"It's okay. I didn't expect that I would be able to do a good deed after my visit. It's considered complete."

Long Peng glanced at Wuxin and said slowly, "With the master's soul, if you don't want to die, there should be a way, right?"

"Little donor, you are very smart, but I can't do that..."

Long Peng pursed his lips. After some hesitation, he concentrated his energy. Just as he raised his hand, Wangyou pressed it down again.

Wangyou shook his head and gently stroked the corners of Wuxin's tearful eyes.

"You don't have to be like this, little benefactor. I should have returned to dust a long time ago. It's a blessing to be able to see Wu Xin now. Forcing him to stay is against the will of heaven and will lead to disaster. It's not worth getting together for that brief moment."

"Master..."

"Silly boy, don't cry. You can only walk on your own in the future. You just need to remember one sentence and don't look back."

Master Wangyou had a smile on his lips and did not look back. He walked forward step by step, and his figure disappeared bit by bit.

"Wuxin will obey Master's decree!" Wuxin kowtowed vigorously.

"well……"

Long Peng sighed, with a complicated expression, "Those who do good will be rewarded with blessings; those who do wrong will be rewarded with disaster. This sentence has always been a lie..."
Chapter completed!