"You know I'm coming?"

"Of course, I said, I would tell fortunes. www.biquge.info I also know that even if you don't come this time, you will come one day. The encounter is not accidental, but fate. ”

"I didn't believe in fate before, but then I wavered again."

"Let me guess what changed you."

The old man looked at me with a smile, and I felt as if his eyes were like torches, as if he could see through people's hearts.

"It's love. Love is the most difficult word to say. When it is enlightened, it can give you bliss; When it is occluded, it can make you extremely sad. ”

"What about you? Have you also been changed by love? Does it give you bliss, or is it pathetic? ”

"Little girl, don't talk nonsense."

"Then please speak up, don't go around in circles, master."

The old man raised his eyebrows, surprised for a moment, but soon understood, and accepted the title of "master" calmly.

Although the old man in front of him has gone through vicissitudes and is no longer as suave as before, it is difficult to change a person's eyes, especially his concentration and gentleness when looking at people. Probably all the "masters" who have the world in their hearts and want to purify all sentient beings have that kind of look.

The figure of this old man gradually coincided with the self-contained "flower monk". If these two people are really the same person, then it is not an exaggeration to call him "master".

"See this tree? She used to be a peach tree, blooming all year round, the fragrance of flowers overflowing, has the effect of calming the nerves, people within a radius of 100 miles regarded her as a peach blossom fairy, and then she really became a peach blossom fairy.

She gives people marriage, removes disasters, calms the water and soil, and blesses one party with prosperity. Those people like to write their wishes on wooden signs and then wear red threads and hang them on peach trees, which she doesn't like.

Once, when she shook off someone else's wish card, frightened people into thinking that she had offended the gods, the next day she beat gongs and drums and brought a bunch of offerings, and hung red ribbons all over her. She no longer dares to dial other people's wish cards at will.

Later, there was a couple of lovers who often came to the tree for dates, and she often caused small troubles to others, and she also called it interesting to others, which was really naughty.

Until that day, the lovers came to martyrdom, and the woman died, but the man ran away. The woman's heart was full of resentment, and after her death, she also became a resentful spirit, attached to this peach tree and haunted her night and night. Over the years, the resentment of the spirit had not diminished, but had grown stronger and stronger, so that the peach tree had become weaker and weaker, and could no longer protect the living beings. ”

The old man told in a deep and shallow way, looking at the peach tree's eyes focused and gentle, no matter how cold the night breeze was, it couldn't blow away his affection.

"Little girl, can you help her?"

"Can you see the past and present lives of people, but you can't see the future of this peach tree?"

"I can count people, but I can't count myself."

Yes, he loves this peach tree so much, they have long been integrated into each other's lives.

"What about you...... Can you see my future? ”

When I asked this question, I felt a sense of relief. From the moment this old man stopped me at the foot of Jifeng Mountain, saying that he could glimpse my past and present lives, I was moved.

Since he is so powerful, can he calculate my future? Is it possible to calculate...... When will the sir reappear in my life?

I started to feel uneasy, I started to have hope, I started to be more reluctant to get around people, and all my emotions eventually turned into such a problem.

I stared at him so tightly that I didn't miss the slightest hint of his expression, but he just smiled.

"Little girl, even though I can see the heavens and foresee your future, I can't tell you."

"Why? Aren't you a master of the Tao? Can't you see youkai? You're not ......."

In the face of my questioning, the old man's face did not change, but only looked at me with loving eyes, and I suddenly couldn't speak.

Me, what's wrong with me?

Is it really that you are blinded by peach blossoms?

"I'm sorry, I just ......" a little disappointed, a little sad.

"Don't force anything, just let it be. Once an obsession is born, it is difficult to get rid of it. Helplessly, people's hearts are gradually enlightened, greed, hatred, hatred, love and evil desires. Love is the original sin. And I'm ...... There are also sins. ”

……

Later, I helped the old man get rid of the resentment attached to the peach blossom tree. Sir once said that I can transform all the power in the world into aura, and this resentment is also a kind of power.

I touched the pendant on my chest and it was hot. Each time it transforms a force, especially a negative force, its own power becomes stronger.

One day it will break through the seal, and at that time, will the gentleman come to my rescue?

"Why? Why do you still refuse to bloom? Are you still unwilling to forgive me? Peach ......"

The old man's voice interrupted my thoughts.

I looked up and saw that the resentment that had just been eliminated had gathered again.

I have just cleared my resentment, and the female ghost who once hanged herself from the peach blossom tree and turned into a resentful spirit has also been purified, and its only remaining soul has now gone to the soul ferryman.

But the facts are in front of you, where does the resentment on the peach blossom tree come from?

"Did you do anything that she needs to forgive?"

"It starts with that day......"

As the old man recounted, I seemed to see that morning when the wind and sun were beautiful, a little monk wearing a robe and holding a string of Buddhist beads rushed to bring a flower pot with a bouquet of peach blossoms.

He dug pits, turned over the soil, applied fertilizer, and transplanted the bouquet of peach blossoms from the pot into the yard.

Every day before dawn, he woke up, sat in the courtyard, and chanted to the peach blossoms.

Over time, the peach blossom took root and gradually grew into a small sapling.

The little monk was overjoyed, fertilizing regularly every day, and the hours of chanting scriptures became longer and longer.

Seeing the small saplings growing vigorously and growing into towering trees, the little monk who would "shhh

It's a good spring again, the world recovers, and the ice and snow begin to melt. The monk is clearing snow in the courtyard.

"Ah, it's blooming!"

The monk threw away the broom and ran to the peach blossom tree in a hurry, looking intently at the peach blossom tree that had already bloomed a flower bone.

"I've been waiting for you for so long, and you're finally going to bloom." Like a sigh, but also like satisfaction.

The monk wakes up every morning, recites sutras and meditates, and his Buddha nature has deepened more and more.

"Wuqing, I set this Dharma name for you at the beginning, just hoping that you can break through love and ascend to the Tao, and now, your Mahayana Buddhism has just come to fruition, I just hope that you will not miss the road for love."

"Got it, Master."

The kind old monk came quickly and went in a hurry, and left in a hurry after only a few words.

The enlightened monk, who had begun to take shape, faced the peach tree that had bloomed for a long time before he let out a low sigh.

"How can you extricate yourself from being in it."