The hairless person has a weathered face, and has long lost the charm of the naughty boy in the past. Every word is powerful.
"Bullshit."
Li Gui had never been lectured by a mere mortal before and became violent.
Those who have no ideas remain unmoved and persuade slowly and calmly.
"Go to hell."
The ghost suddenly expanded to a height of ten meters, waving the melon seeds condescendingly, and when it was about to land on the bare head of the hairless man, it accidentally deflected. The ghost melon passed by the ear of the hairless man, fell into the pile of corpses behind him, and exploded all over the sky.
Rain of blood.
"Killing in anger is all driven by desire, and you are willing to be a slave and can't help it."
The hairless person lamented endlessly, "You are addicted to material thoughts and you are trapped in chaos. How can you escape?
The evil ghost panted heavily and walked back and forth around the helpless man, making half a circle countless times before finally stopping.
"You know, this is not the first time we have met."
After Li Gui's breath calmed down, Wufa said.
"I was looking for you in time to celebrate the New Year, and finally I saw you."
The man without hair looked into the eyes of the fierce ghost and said, "You were the one who led the ghost wave that slaughtered the entire village and killed my parents."
Li Gui was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "Are you coming to take revenge on me?"
"Revenge is too low-level."
The hairless person sighed, "The world is like a sea of suffering. You and I are drowning. Life and death are small things, but getting to the shore is a big thing."
"You killed my parents and massacred the village, leaving me homeless, but by chance, I suddenly realized the impermanence of heaven and earth." "As I said just now, both humans and ghosts are struggling in the sea of suffering, and the dead sink.
The living are still floating."
"The world is in chaos and does not know the direction. Only I, the prophet, had an epiphany and saw the direction of the shore, so I came here to give you guidance."
"Killing people and indulging in lust is undoubtedly a headless collision. Either running around in circles or sinking into ruin. Only by listening to my advice and going ashore with all your strength can you be liberated. Although you are a ghost, you are still a thing in the world."
Wufa's eyes became more and more pitiful as he looked at Li Gui, "Are you willing to listen to my explanation?"
"Listen to you, listen to your grandma."
The Li Gui became more and more irritable, "I am a Li Gui. If I don't kill people, am I still a ghost?"
Although he was furious, he seemed to be particularly afraid of the helpless person. He kept waving melon seeds and scratching them, never daring to fall on him.
"It's pitiful. There is no Dharma in this world. All the ghosts and ghosts are practiced in other branches. If we can't see the truth, how can we be liberated?"
The hairless man seemed to see through everything and stretched out his hand to caress the ghost.
Li Gui looked at the stretched out palm. It was clear that he had no magic power but seemed to possess some kind of power. He gradually calmed down and unconsciously lowered his head and leaned over. The hand of Wufa was about to fall on the back of Li Gui's neck, and a sudden change occurred.
From the end of the sky, a white light flies, fast and accurate. The end is right here.
brush!
Thin lines flashed past in the white light. Li Gui's respectful posture did not change, but Dou Da's head fell to the ground on the spot.
"Sad!"
The hairless man sighed and subconsciously blocked it with his palm, but the white light fell on his palm, but it was not as sharp as cutting off the ghost's head.
When he pointed, he saw the white light disappearing, the thin line breaking, and something falling into his palm, falling coldly into his hand.
It was a small sword with a letter attached to it.
For those who have no hair, please touch the surface of the paper. The traces of wind and frost left behind indicate that this thing has traveled from afar.
"Um?"
The moment he took off the paper, the small sword brush disappeared from the spot.
"Observe the Bodhi of Self, and the heart will be filled with paramita."
"Seeing that all five aggregates are empty, you can overcome all hardships.
"Corgi, Corgi, Alaskan Samoyed."
If there are readers who have seen the entire text and read the entire scripture in Wang Fu's handwriting, they will definitely curse, saying that he made too many mistakes.
That's right, it wasn't that Wang Fu made a mistake on purpose, but that he couldn't remember it all and wrote an article at random and sent it.
It is originally a stone that knocks the mountain and shakes the tiger. If it is written correctly, it will have unexpected consequences.
So, a Heart Sutra full of loopholes was delivered by flying pigeons from thousands of miles away.
The person without hair looked like he was deeply absorbed in it, and was speechless for a long time.
Well, in fact, he is illiterate, but he is born with the ability to read words and understand meaning.
No matter what kind of text, as long as it can be composed into sentences and articles, even a non-literate person will be able to understand 80% to 90% of the meaning after reading it.
"Well, it seems there are so many mistakes and omissions!"
After reading the whole article, Wufa put the paper in his heart and fell into deep thought.
At first, he was a little unhappy when he saw Xiaojian sending a letter and killing the devil, but after seeing the content of the scripture, he changed his mind.
This piece of scripture was like a torch, igniting his heart and dispelling his confusion.
From the moment of his enlightenment to the present, all the various understandings and truths in his mind were all in disarray and disorganized, until he encountered this scripture.
"Now, it can be used as my general outline."
The man without hair had no idea about this unexpected encounter, because to him, it was as normal as drinking water from a river.
Since he left home, the whole world has opened its doors to him. He can come and go freely, and treasures and adventures are at his fingertips.
"Those who achieve great things must have adventures."
Wufa always believes that all things are born for his enlightenment and attainment. Practitioners and ghosts are all the goals for his salvation. Today's scriptures clear away the fog that obscured the first half of his life, allowing him to find the way forward.
direction.
The only shortcoming is that it is incomplete.
"This is an opportunity left for me to complete. If it is too perfect, it will not be beautiful."
The hairless man sat among the blood and mud of the mountain of corpses. Under his feet was the spirit of the evil ghost slowly melting away, but the solemnity on his face became more and more sacred.
Wang Fu pointed his index finger, and the small sword instantly disintegrated and disappeared between heaven and earth.
It is important to do things without leaving any traces, so Xiaojian did not return. After leaving Wufa, he immediately destroyed the body and eliminated all traces.
In this way, no one can follow the traces, and when they find it, Wang Fu takes action to increase the sutra.
"The bald head itself is very troublesome, especially the bald head who talks about great principles."
Wang Fu rubbed his forehead. Instead of letting the opponent grow wildly, it was better to set a framework and keep it within control.
"Unfortunately, I didn't like reading scriptures in my previous life, so I memorized an incomplete Heart Sutra just to show off."
The world in front of me jumped twice, as if the frame had dropped while watching a movie.
Wang Fu was suddenly stunned, "By the way, what's the name of the scripture just now?"
There was a deviation in my memory, as if in an instant, all memories about that scripture were erased.
Every word and sentence, including the title and famous sentences, are all missing.
"This is not teaching, but plundering."
At this moment, Wang Fu's face became serious, and when the piece of scripture was taught to Wufa, he embarked on the uniqueness.
The so-called uniqueness is an exclusive principle that only one person can master, just like Wang Fu's Book of Overcoming Disasters.
In other words, from now on, the one who has no hair becomes the master, and Wang Fu will not remember it.
"It's just what luck dictates!"
Wang Fu sighed in his heart. If this were the case, wouldn't his previous plan be a miscalculation?
"Well! Dream
Wang Fu was silent for a moment, then subconsciously raised his hand and pointed at his chest.
"Heart?"
His heart trembled, but not all of it was erased, there was still a trace of memory left in his body.
"What does heart mean? How does it relate to that piece of scripture?"