The atmosphere in the whole room was extremely quiet and depressing, and everyone did not speak, all looking at the corpse of the old monk and the little monk next to him.

Now the corpse is in front of us, what we have seen with our own eyes, it can't be fake, we still suspect that this is the old monk's plan, but he is a monk, how could he have such a vicious plan, to put the lives of his apprentices.

No, I don't dare to think about it anymore, I can only look at the old monk in a daze, see what he says, no matter what, I have to persuade him not to report the crime, he must be private, and he can pay as much as he wants, although I know that life cannot be measured by money, but now the only thing we can do to make up for it is money.

"The spiritual gold and spiritual wood were brought up by me, and they were both orphans who were abandoned at the gate of the temple. The old monk took a deep breath and kept fiddling with the rosary in his hand.

"We understand how you're feeling at the moment. My grandfather took over and said, "My three children were also adopted by me, although they were adopted, but their feelings for each other are closer than many blood relatives." ”

The old monk glanced at us, then looked at my grandfather, and whispered, "Although Buddhism and Taoism have their own teachings, they are common in some major aspects, such as persuading people to do good, accumulating good and eliminating evil, and so on. ”

"Yes. Grandpa chimed in and didn't continue to speak.

"You don't have to worry that the old man will call the police to arrest you, the old man also said, Lingmu will have this catastrophe, and it is also destined to be good, his misfortune has come, I believe he doesn't want another person to go to prison to suffer misfortune again, Lingmu is kind-hearted, I believe he will do the same. ”

"Thank you. The fat man wept bitterly.

"Donor, I know that maybe this incident will leave a shadow in your heart, and maybe this shadow will stay with you for a lifetime, but what I hope is that you learn this lesson and avoid similar things from happening again, and I hope that you can do good deeds and do more good things in your ability for the rest of your life. The old monk looked at the fat man and said.

"I see, thank you, Master. The fat man bowed to the old monk as if he had been pardoned.

Then the old monk looked at me, and said with relief: "The little donor really has a fate with my Buddha, yesterday the donor gave blood to save my apprentice, the old man took the knife as a guide, carved the swastika in the palm of your hand, and condensed the Buddhist mind in your blood in the palm of your hand, otherwise these thoughts will be wasted in your blood, and it will not work, this swastika condenses the Buddha's mind, is a powerful means, when dealing with the evil, there is a surprise effect, I hope the little donor can use this means to eliminate evil for the people, and do more good deeds. ”

"I see. I frowned slightly, but still thanked me: "Thank you Master for your accomplishment, but my hair is ......"

"Lao Wei just said that you have a fate with my Buddha is what it means, yesterday only carved the swastika, today the little donor will comprehend the root of wisdom, this full of troubles is the manifestation of the understanding of the root. The old monk explained.

"Huigen!" I almost vomited old blood, and I couldn't believe it, "Master, what's the use of this Huigen?

"This Huigen is not a specific thing, it is a kind of realm, understanding, it lies in the heart of the person, and I can't explain it to you specifically, after all, this is something that can only be understood and cannot be spoken, many monks of Buddhism, meditating and participating in Zen for a lifetime, and when he passed away, he also failed to comprehend Huigen, I didn't expect the donor to comprehend Huigen at a young age, the donor is a person of great luck, and my Buddha has a fate, a fate, Amitabha Buddha. After the old monk finished speaking, he folded his hands and waved at me.

Although I didn't understand, I folded my hands and quickly returned the salute.

"Master, what happened, in fact, no one wants to, the deceased is gone, the living are also sad, we want to donate some lamp oil money, for the little monk to make merit and repair the Lingquan Temple, and I hope you accept. Grandpa spoke.

"Amitabha Buddha, the Taoist chief, the Buddhist precepts are strict, the seven emotions and six desires are forbidden, the cultivation is Huigen, and the Taoism is the Taoist heart, in fact, to put it bluntly, it is all one thing, that is the cultivation of the mind, if the world is too deep, the heart is contaminated with too much money and copper, that is the heart of the wealth fan, the money covers the eyes, and the state of mind cannot be cultivated. The old monk said plainly.

"Poor Dao has been taught, Master Gaode. Grandpa stopped talking.

"Okay, that's it, the poor monk will continue to recite the Sutra of Death for Lingmu until it is full of seven days and seven nights, and then be buried, you go back, we can handle it ourselves." The old monk waved his hand.

"Let's stay and chant with you. Grandpa suggested.

"No need. The old monk directly refused.

"Well, let's go back. "Grandpa said goodbye to the old monk, and then took us out of the room one by one and went down the tower.

After leaving the tower, everyone couldn't tell what mood they were in.

At least I feel more guilty than I felt yesterday.

Originally, I came to Xingshi to ask for sin, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

And I don't understand what the old monk said about Huigen, as far as I understand, it is extremely smart......

I couldn't see any change except for my bare head.

If the swastika in the palm of his hand glows is a manifestation of Huigen, then it is the only point.

"Let's go. Grandpa sighed and led us to the door.

Then I passed by the cafeteria and recalled the food I ate last night, the food was really delicious, but we felt very guilty about eating, and we didn't bring money today, otherwise we would have to donate a little more.

There is a large tea field at the back of the cafeteria, and I heard that all the vegetables eaten in the temple were grown by the monks themselves, so it is believed that they were grown from this vegetable field.

But at the moment, the vegetable patch is surrounded by greenhouses, and it is not clear what is inside.

I was curious, I didn't know what vegetables they were growing.

But as soon as I remembered what I saw on TV, the monks used the sewage from the septic tank to make fertilizer when they grew vegetables, and I felt a churn in my stomach when I thought about what I ate last night.

However, curiosity haunted me, and when I passed by the greenhouse, I couldn't help but close my eyes and sense the scene in the greenhouse.

It's okay that I don't feel it, but when I saw the mirror image inside, I was not good, and I was almost scared to death.

There are a lot of vegetables inside, cabbage, mustard greens, cauliflower, lettuce, etc., anyway, several seasonal vegetables can be seen in a greenhouse.

But in the long middle of the vegetable patch, I saw a clump of something that looked like a strand of hair covering the ground.

What the hell are these things? Is it really hair?

My mind was racing, how could there be hair in this vegetable patch?

Where did all this hair come from?

Was it the monk's shaved hair? Or did the monk collect it from another barbershop?

But what are these hairs used for, are they used as fertilizer?

Hair is blood, but will hair rot and become soil as nutrients?

I was thinking that I was using a septic tank as nourishment, but I didn't expect to see such a disgusting and terrifying thing, what the hell is going on?

Is there a connection between this and my hair loss?

As soon as I thought of this, I suddenly opened my eyes, and a bad premonition came over me.