The monk looked compassionate and said slowly, "When you entered the door just now, there was a little white-faced boy beside you, and he complained to me......

When Fan Qingyu heard this, he was like being struck by lightning, and his face turned pale on the mat.

A few seconds later, Fan Qingyu burst into tears, and she prostrated herself on the mat and cried, "Guru has mercy, please let this child be free." ”

The monk looked at Fan Qingyu's head calmly, without saying a word, and after more than half a minute, he seemed to have made a decision, and finally spoke: "You have experienced a catastrophe, most of the children's grievances have dissipated, and when the time comes, you will enter reincarnation, and there is no need to worry." ”

Fan Qingyu listened, sobbed sadly, and lowered his head to wipe his tears.

Zhan Hong knelt beside him, already shocked by the content of the conversation in front of him, and couldn't interject at all.

On the monk's side, I don't know when his hands made a Dharma seal, his eyes were lowered, and he said leisurely: "Seek all kinds of things, seek fame and fortune and are not free; Rich and blind, red face erodes bones, wait until the white hair looks back, and the snow covers the autumn. ”

I don't know why, the monk was obviously reciting poetry, but listening to Fan Qingyu's ears, it was like being in a movie theater and watching a 120-minute movie.

In the movie, the protagonist is constantly changing, one moment is a scholar in cloth clothes, another is a rich lady covered in brocade, one moment is a ninth-rate servant, another is a butcher with a full face, one moment is a shopkeeper with a beautiful beard, one moment is a blacksmith apprentice with strong muscles, one moment is an unsightly bureaucrat who speaks and reads manuscripts on the stage, one moment is a goddess-level star who accompanies a rich businessman to dinner with a pure face in the spotlight, one moment is a thin and haggard beggar wearing a hundred clothes, and one moment is a Zen master who sits on the altar and preaches the scriptures aloud……

When the picture turns, the protagonist becomes a white-clothed madman who plays the mountains and forests with prostitutes and a group of talented people. During the banquet, there was no parallel of poetry and wine, and suddenly a few iron horses stepped on the quiet mountain road, like thunder. The iron-blooded captain on the horse threw off his horse, knelt on one knee and clasped his fists with both hands: "My lord, the beacon fire in Wuzhen in Bianguan is urgent, and the soldiers and horses of Sui, Jing, and Liao have galloped to help, please take your lordship's state affairs as a priority, and return to Beijing immediately!"

After the captain finished speaking, the madman sitting in the chief drank three bowls of wine, and the last bowl, got up and saluted everyone present, drank it, threw the bowl and left the table, without saying a word, and rode away.

A year later, in the hometown of the madman, a brand-new mound was built.

Next to the mound is a "Martial Martyrs' Shrine for Protecting the Country", and the statue of the madman stands in the middle of the ancestral hall. Outside the ancestral hall, the black press was full of people, all waiting to enter the ancestral hall to offer incense.

Sweeping his gaze, Fan Qingyu saw a young woman in front of the crowd, who looked seven points like her.

The picture turns again, and the protagonist becomes a boy with a blurred face, the boy was born in an ordinary family, his family is ordinary, his studies are ordinary, his school is ordinary, he was admitted to an ordinary university, and then he was ordinary for four years. After graduating from university, the boy, who had grown into a man, joined a newspaper company, and at first he was unhappy at work, but gradually he got used to it. After two years, he met a woman, and the two fell in love at first sight, and it didn't take long for the two to talk about marriage, and they got married......

I don't know why, seeing this, the picture in Fan Qingyu's mind suddenly became blurry, just like when I was a child, the TV signal at home deteriorated, and the screen was stinging, coming and going. She insisted on watching it for a short while, and the golden light flashed in front of her, and then the picture disappeared completely, turning into an endless nothingness.

Fan Qingyu felt like he had jumped from the movie theater to another space, his head was empty, his feet were soft, there was no sound around him, and there was no light source, so chaotic and ignorant.

She wanted to shout, but she couldn't make a sound.

She wanted to run, but no matter how she ran, it was like she was standing still.

When he was at a loss, Fan Qingyu felt that he was getting more and more sleepy, and just wanted to do nothing and lie down on the spot to sleep.

So she really lay down, closed her eyes, and was about to fall asleep.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly appeared in the sky - "Om!"

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In the Zen room.

After the monk finished reading the poem, Fan Qingyu sat on the prayer mat in a daze, as if he was stupid.

Seeing her cousin like this, Zhan Hong's heart jumped suddenly.

Her husband Hong Jian is a policeman, Zhan Hong has heard a lot of charlatans, and when she saw her cousin's lost soul, Zhan Hong beat a drum in her heart: This can't be a demon monk, right?

Then I thought about it again: No, no, this is the Lama Temple, at the foot of the Son of Heaven, the ancient temple of the imperial capital, not a wild temple in the mountains, which demon monk dares to come here to make waves, don't you know how to write the word dead?

Zhan Hong's heart was spinning back and forth, and suddenly an explosion sounded in his ears - "Om!"

Hearing the word "Om" made Zhan Hong's whole body tremble, as if his soul trembled.

Immediately afterwards, Zhan Hong heard her cousin Fan Qingyu, who had been sitting beside her, suddenly shout: "Ah!"

Zhan Hong stood up in fright, looked at her cousin carefully, and found that she was all right, but her eyes were full of fear.

Looking at the monk sitting opposite, his eyes were red and tears flowed down his face.

Without waiting for Zhan Hong to speak, the monk first solemnly bowed his head at Fan Qingyu, and then said without joy or sorrow: "The little monk entered the world and used his supernatural powers to peep into the heavens. There are great meritorious masters around the female benefactor, and the little monk's practice is really insignificant......"

As he spoke, the monk took off the Vajra Bodhi prayer bead around his neck and respectfully handed it to Fan Qingyu: "However, today's female benefactor acts as a guide, and she has great grace in the practice of the little monk, so she can't thank this cause and effect." This string of prayer beads has been worn by the monk for 23 years, and there is some mental power on it, and it is given to the female benefactor today, so that the female benefactor can be protected from the evil of the undead. ”

Placing the rosary in front of Fan Qingyu, the monk got up and walked towards the door of the meditation room.

Fan Qingyu was still looking at the wall in front of him, and when Zhan Hong looked back, he found that the monk was walking out by touching the door with his hand, as if he couldn't see the way.

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When the sisters walked out of the Lama Palace, Fan Qingyu still looked like she was in a state of despair.

It wasn't until he got into the car, closed the door, and took a few deep breaths that Zhan Hong asked Fan Qingyu: "Sister, what happened just now?"

What's going on?

When Fan Qingyu heard this, he turned his head to look at Zhan Hong, frowned, bit his lip, and remembered bitterly for a long time before he spoke: "What's going on? I don't know what's going on." ”

Zhan Hong's eyes widened and he said, "You don't know what's going on? Why did that monk scream just now? Why did you scream? Also, why did the monk give you his rosary?"

"Prayer beads?" Fan Qingyu raised his hand, and there was indeed a string of Vajra Bodhi beads in his hand.

The place where the rosary touches the hand is as gentle as jade, and there is a hint of refreshing coolness inside. Feeling the sensation transmitted by this string of prayer beads with his heart, the confusion in Fan Qingyu's eyes quickly faded, and after only a few breaths, his eyes turned clear.

Immediately afterwards, Fan Qingyu was about to open the door and get out of the car with a rosary.

Zhan Hong grabbed Fan Qingyu and asked, "Sister, why are you going?"

Fan Qingyu said, "I'll go and return the rosary to the master." ”

Zhan Hong forcefully pulled Fan Qingyu back into the car, and said, "Do you remember what the monk said when he gave you the rosary just now?"

Fan Qingyu thought about it and shook his head.

Zhan Hong said: "He said that you are his fatemaker, and he has a great favor to him, and he gave you this string of prayer beads to settle the cause and effect, to put it bluntly, people don't want to owe you favors." ”

Fan Qingyu was stunned for a moment, frowned and asked, "Did he really say that?"

Zhan Hong raised his hand to the sky and said, "We are outside the temple gate now, if what I said is false, I will be hit by a car when I go out......"

Fan Qingyu hurriedly pulled Zhan Hong's arm and said, "Don't talk nonsense, this kind of place is very spiritual." ”

Zhan Hong said: "What are you afraid of? What I said is the truth, and no matter how spiritual it is, it will not be able to reach my head." ”

Seeing that Fan Qingyu was silent, Zhan Hong touched her shoulder and asked, "By the way, sister, you haven't said why you screamed just now." ”

Holding the steering wheel with both hands, Fan Qingyu recalled in his heart what happened to him in the Zen room just now. She couldn't understand the mystery of the movie-like scenes, but her intuition told her that everything that happened today was as secret as possible.

Zhan Hong couldn't ask anything from Fan Qingyu's mouth.

The surprise that my cousin gave her today was so much that it made her numb, and it didn't matter if there was one more or less.

However, Zhan Hong didn't plan to let Fan Qingyu go like this, anyway, her cousin also resigned, and now she is an idler, taking advantage of the Qixi Festival, she wants to drive a luxury car to have fun.

Zhan Hong wanted to go to Houhai, but it was still early to see that it was dark, so he went to Baiyun Temple.

In Zhan Hong's words, she felt that the monks in Lama Temple were a little scary, and she wanted to find a Taoist priest to neutralize her.

From Lama Temple to Baiyun Temple, about 12 kilometers away, the distance is not far away, but sitting in Maserati, Zhan Hong really feels that a good car can make the journey shorter, and it seems that it will not take a while.

Founded in the 26th year of the Tang Dynasty, the Baiyun Temple sits in the north and faces south, and was the holy place of Tang Xuanzong to worship Laozi at the beginning.

There is the Lingxing Gate in front of the gate of Baiyunguan Mountain, it is a four-pillar seven-floor wooden structure archway, there is an amount before and after the archway, the book "Cave Heaven Shengjing" in the front, the book "Qionglin Langyuan" in the back. Built in the Ming Dynasty of the mountain gate, there are stone lions, Huabiao and other things in front, and there are bricks to shine on the wall, and the center of the wall is embedded with the glazed carved bricks of the words "Eternal Changchun".

Zhan Hong and Fan Qingyu walked into Baiyun Temple and found that there were not many fewer people inside than Lama Temple.

The sisters made incense all the way to the sign office.

Zhan Hong asked for a visa here. At that time, she was unmarried and pregnant, and her life was embarrassed, so she secretly came to Baiyunguan to ask for a sign to find spiritual comfort.

It was a Zhongji lottery, but the explanation was very good, and it gave Zhan Hong great spiritual encouragement at that time.

As it turned out, the stick was very smart!

This time he came here again, and Zhan Hong asked Fan Qingyu to ask for a try.

Fan Qingyu asked for a signature.

Check according to the number on the sign......

Sign!

The four sentences of the interpretation are: the flesh and bones are the clearest, and the surname mark of the spring door is early. When the year is about to be thirty-six, the blue shirt will be taken off and replaced with a red robe.

These four sentences are straightforward and easy to understand, and they are clearly saying that Fan Qingyu wants good luck.

I won the lucky lot, and my cousin drew the lucky lot, Zhan Hong was not convinced, and asked Fan Qingyu to ask for another lot.

couldn't resist Zhan Hong, Fan Qingyu drew another lot.

Check according to the number on the sign......

Sign up!

The four sentences of the explanation are: gradually cultivate the epiphany and pass the Zen machine, and the accumulation is expected. Zhijun is not a basil generation, riding the wind and clouds to the ladder.

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(In order of rewards, this chapter also returns the leader of the alliance [Firefighter].) I hope that the firesmith and all lay people and book friends will accumulate in the new year and ride the wind and clouds to the ladder. In addition, this chapter hides the past and present lives of Bian Xuedao, which can be regarded as a brain-opening explanation of his great blessings. In accordance with international practice, refuse to tear up, and ask atheists to detour. ）

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