After resting, he once again devoted himself to cleaning up the ruins, and many people in this area knew this monk who had been fighting. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Until the middle of the night, Su Wen really didn't have much strength, looking at the ghosts wandering in the ruins even more, he would disappear briefly when he was bumped into by someone, and his figure would fade a little when he reappeared. They are not fast, and they don't seem to be very sane. If you are hit a few times, you can only see a phantom figure.

These dead souls were ordinary people before they died, and Haizhou was not a place to gather yin, but a large number of people died in a short period of time, and many people were obsessed with it in their hearts, or they didn't understand their death, and the yin qi was implicated, so many dead souls were formed. And the army's yang energy and evil energy are extremely heavy, if these yang qi are allowed to impact, I am afraid that most of these dead souls will end up dissipating in the world.

And unlike the undead who have been exceeded, it is a real dissipation.

Survivors need help, but how innocent are these souls?

Save the living, or save the souls?

If you participate in the rescue yourself, you can save more than a dozen or dozens of people.

And in the entire Haizhou, there are no less than thousands.

Dozens of living people or thousands of undead, which is more important?

Su Wen didn't know. But the survivors were always rescued by others, and these souls were even more helpless in his eyes.

No one can see them, no one can help them. The protectors of yesteryear can't help them in the slightest.

Su Wen knew in his heart that maybe this was what he should do. The body returns to the earth, the soul ascends to heaven, and he helps them through this journey.

The survivors are rescued by the state, and the souls of the dead can only help them.

Thinking of this, Su Wen put the Buddha edge bag on his back, pinched the seal with both hands, recited the scriptures in his mouth, and walked forward slowly.

A faint white light that could not be seen by the living emanated from Su Wen's body, exuding an aura of tranquility, attracting the surrounding souls to subconsciously come closer. When Su Wen stopped in one place, all the souls of the dead in the surrounding area of hundreds of meters he walked gathered around him. The shadow is wrong, no less than dozens. If someone passes by Su Wen's side, they will find that the temperature here is a few degrees lower than other places, and they will feel the gloomy atmosphere here from a few meters away.

When these dead souls gathered together, they were no longer something that could be impacted by the yang energy of a few people.

"Because of the accumulation of goodness, he vows to save all sentient beings, and the gold and tin in his hands open the gates of hell. The pearl in the palm of your hand, the light of the world. In the sound of wisdom, in the auspicious clouds, it is a great proof of merit for Yan Fu to suffer sentient beings. Great compassion and great wishes, great sages and great compassion, the deity of the Bodhisattva Mahasattva. ”

Su Wen's voice was calm and peaceful, full of compassion, and the voice was not loud, but it echoed within more than ten meters around, conveying a sense of comfort to those undead.

Many of their faces were distorted, exuding agitation, and the frightened souls gradually calmed down, conveying a feeling of joy and warmth to Su Wen.

More of the souls were attracted by the aura of tranquility and gathered nearly twice as many as they had been at the beginning. If Su Wen looked up, he would find that there were dense figures all around, overlapping and overlapping, and he couldn't see the outside at all.

The people who came and went only saw a dirty monk standing on the side of the road and bowing his head to the ruins and chanting sutras, the soldiers were a little strange, but the affected people felt a sense of gratitude in their hearts. Know that everyone has loved ones who have lost their lives in this disaster, and whether they were theists or not, all of them want to have peace after death.

Even those who are atheists hope that there really is a god at this time, so that all the victims can have a home and no longer suffer.

Therefore, no one blames Su Wen for not participating in the rescue, but his heart is full of gratitude and respect.

"One quickly surpasses the holy land, the other destroys bad karma, the third is protected by the Buddhas, the fourth is Bodhi does not retreat, the fifth increases the original strength, the six are fatal, and the seventh becomes a Buddha after all. With Su Wen's voice, the light on his body became brighter and softer.

The nearly 100 souls around all nodded to Su Wen in thanks, and then dissipated into the air.

Su Wen could feel the joy and gratitude of the dead when they left, and although they were still physically tired, they were mentally relieved. These spirits may still be haunted by the world, but they are no longer clinging to them, they are no longer suffering, and they are going where they should be. Maybe live there forever, watching your offspring, enjoying the incense. Maybe another cycle of life.

What will happen to that world, he doesn't know. But to let them go in peace is enough to be happy.

Looking at the time, this time it took a full hour.

The area of Haizhou must be exceeded at least dozens of times.

I drank my saliva and moistened my throat, and continued along the road in the direction of the city center, where the souls of the dead were most concentrated, and the place where people were most densely populated.

Su Wen didn't have the slightest rest in one night, and spent 6 times, and finally the whole person was about to collapse, and his brain was empty. Yi Suwen's body would not be like this if he didn't sleep all night, but he had already sat in the car for half a day and a night, rushed to Haizhou non-stop, walked for another two hours, and cleaned up the ruins for another 7 hours, and he had no strength. After more than six hours of excess, not lying down can be regarded as a physical fitness far beyond ordinary people.

At dawn, I returned to the tent area where I had passed, and borrowed an empty tent with someone to sleep.

In November, although I still didn't feel cold in a single dress, it was estimated that it would be no good to sleep in the open space outside.

When I woke up again, it was already afternoon, and I ate a little of the compressed biscuits left from last night with mineral water.

When I came out, I saw a group of people wearing volunteer vests in the distance, and the girl named Xiao Li yesterday was also among them, so she just glanced at it and continued to move towards Haizhou City.

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In the distance, a group of people surrounded a man and a woman among them, looking at this side, the man was in his thirties, heroic, and wearing a Hanfu. It's a bit out of place here and there are people and rubble, but no one dares to show it.

This is the real prince, but it is not comparable to Li Tianlang's kind of son.

A beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old beside her, with a quiet temperament and a gentle smile on her face, seemed to be listening carefully to the words of the people around her, but her eyes did not know where to go.

Seeing Su Wen's back, he was slightly stunned, dressed in a gray monk's robe, carrying a yellow cloth bag, and a bald head was particularly conspicuous.

Li Zichen, who was listening to the report of the official behind him, paused when he saw the figure of the girl next to him, followed her gaze, there were people everywhere, and he didn't know which one she was looking at.

"What's wrong?" asked Li Zichen in a low voice.

The girl glanced over again, shook her head, and said, "Nothing." Seeing the back of a person is a little familiar, it should be a mistake. ”