The golden cicada lowered her head and walked towards the incense case, stretching out her hand to extinguish the fireworks.

The room was immediately plunged into darkness.

The golden cicada who was cut off and beaten to worship the Buddha was not displeased, he stood in front of the desk in a thin coat, and turned back blankly.

The door, at some point, has opened. The two black wooden doors opened and closed in the wind, and the squeaky people were creepy.

The moonlight poured in and was reflected on half of the golden cicada's face, like a blurred line separating his two faces.

The moonlight on the other side was blocked, and this person was an extremely old grandmother with a cane.

She walked in, staggering.

She had a smile on her face, a kind, kind, relieved smile.

She didn't speak, and neither did the golden cicada, and the two of them stood in the dark room, like two statues.

"Amitabha, I think the teacher hasn't rested yet, I'm afraid that the donor can't sleep well, so come and have a look." After the old grandmother finished speaking, she took a few steps closer to the golden cicada.

"Tired." Jin Chanzi nodded politely.

"Then the mage ......" Before the old lady finished speaking, the room was already as bright as day.

The lamps in the house were all lit, and the monkey sat on the kang with Erlang's legs crossed, and looked at the old grandmother with a smile in his eyes and said, "It's dark here, it's inconvenient for you to talk to my master, it's better to light the lamps, and everyone knows each other!" ”

After speaking, the monkey squinted and stared at the old woman, turned his head and sat at the table on the kang with his back to the two people.

"Can the mage move over, the old body asks for another thing." The old grandmother walked to the other side and beckoned to the golden cicada.

"Huh?" The monkey turned around and squinted, and sat down next to the golden cicada alone, waved his hand at the old woman, and said; "Say something and let my grandson hear it, maybe my grandson can also help."

The old grandmother smiled awkwardly at the golden cicada and said, "Master, I'll come back another day." ”

"Don't change the day, you won't be able to do it today!" The monkey looked at the back of the old grandmother leaving, turned to close the door, looked at his master, and said, "Master, this is not good, you should pay more attention." ”

Jin Chanzi put away the scriptures on the kang, raised his eyes and stared at the monkey for a while before saying: "If the person who came is really not good, against you and me, wouldn't it be better to pay attention to it?" ”

"Then Master, you sleep, I'll watch." The monkey scratched his head and said.

"You go to sleep too, worrying about the unknown, there's no need." After the golden cicada finished speaking, she put the mattress in place and went to bed alone.

The monkey bullet pointed to extinguish the candle in the house, and he lay on the beam of the house with a golden hoop stick.

The night was stable, and there was no abnormality, and on the second day, when the four masters and apprentices were sitting in the small courtyard to adjust their outfits, the old grandmother came again.

Only this time, she is no longer alone.

She led a little girl of seven or eight years old with pigtails and a red cloth pocket, and walked over.

"Donor." The golden cicada stood up and saluted.

"What I wanted to tell the mage yesterday is about this girl." The old grandmother said as she pushed the little girl in front of the golden cicada.

"This girl has been sick for many days and has not recovered, so the village Langzhong will find a mage to take a look and understand." The old grandmother said as she pinched the little girl's wrist and lifted it to the golden cicada.

Jin Chanzi nodded, stretched out three fingers and put them on the little girl's wrist.

One of the monkey's faces sank slowly, and he saw that under the girl's wrist, there was a black flow of blood like smoke.

The smoke crept up the golden cicada's nails.

It is a black bug.

The monkey's eyes lit up, and after seeing it clearly, he picked up the Ruyi golden hoop stick and pointed it at the little girl, without the slightest hesitation.

"Monster, my grandson warned you yesterday, you dare to commit it again today!" The monkey jumped up, held the Ruyi golden hoop stick with both hands, and slashed directly at the little girl.

With a stick, the little girl hit a stick, her brain burst, and she fell in a pool of blood.

The golden cicada turned to look at the monkey.

The monkey's eyes were red, and the Ruyi golden hoop rod was also covered with red blood.

The golden cicada bit her lower lip and closed her eyes and couldn't bear to look at it again.

But the monkey's eyes lingered in the golden cicada's mind.

Those eyes were very similar to a child he had met in heaven, a man of skill but manic and bloody.

A child who also had red eyes when he went berserk.

A child who really wants to cross him to Buddhahood.

But......

However, Jin Chanzi forbade himself to think about it, because every time he thought about the child, he felt more guilty.

He opened his eyes and looked up at the monkey fixedly, and said in a slightly weak tone: "Monks, you can't kill. ”

"Killing, my grandson killed a monster, Master, this girl, she is a monster!" The monkey held the golden hoop stick and jumped in front of the golden cicada to explain. The golden cicada shook his head, looked past the tight spell on the monkey's head, pushed the door and walked into the room.

"Wu Neng, help the female donor to rest, we are here, wait for others to wake up, and accompany us." Jin Chanzi finished speaking and went back to the room.

"Senior brother......" Roller Shutter glanced at the monkey worriedly, and reached out to cast a spell to clean up the ground.

Unexpectedly, he was stopped by the monkey, he shook his head at the roller blind, and said: "This girl is a monster, Lao Sha, don't move, I'll let it show its original form later." ”

"But ......"

"No, roller blinds, I believe in monkeys." Tian Peng bolted the white dragon horse back to its place and spoke out in support of the monkey's opinion.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were dark, the wind was fierce, and the lightning and thunder roared.

The roller shutter shuddered, and before it could make a sound, a heavy rain crackled and fell, washing not much blood on the ground.

White lightning, blinding in the black, rumbling thunder.

A fierce white light flashed in front of the three of them, and then, the thunder crushed from the sky, and slashed straight on the body of the girl on the ground.

"Fire, it's on fire!" Tianpeng looked at the body of the little girl on the ground and said.

Where the thunder struck, green smoke rose straight up, flames burned, clothes burned in an instant, skin and flesh were peeled off, and only a pile of white bones remained.

"Senior brother......" The curtain opened, and he found that his voice was trembling.

"This is the true body of the youkai!" The monkey said indignantly.

But apparently the curtain did not believe it, he looked at the monkey, pushed the door without saying a word, and walked back to the room.

The monkey was drenched in the rain, and his gaze was deep, looking ahead.

In his ears, someone was calling him in a Gu ~ demagogic tone.

But the monkey didn't speak, he turned his head into the stable, patted the head of the white dragon horse, and with his other hand, he silently clenched his fist.

The room was also dark, and the golden cicada re-lit the three incense sticks in the incense burner and lowered his body. On your knees.

He folded his hands very wide and faced upward, kowtowed three times in a row, and then sat cross-legged on the futon, closed his eyes tightly and muttered something in his mouth.

After a while, he opened his eyes and saw the incense burner.

The figure that appeared in front of the incense burner was dressed in golden light, and his eyes were kind and convincing.

"Tang Seng." If you come to stabilize your heart, you can call it.

"Buddha." Jin Chanzi kowtowed again, looked at Rulai, bit his lower lip and said, "The disciple has karma in his heart, so the Buddha ......"

"Karma, let's hear about it." Rulai didn't let Jin Chanzi finish his words, and asked with a smile.

"Buddha, you are distracted by the fact that in your lecture class, your disciple was distracted by a young man in his heart. The Taoist Buddha is turbulent, and you need someone to cross the Buddha, so let me take the credit, degrade me, and become a person who crosses the Buddha. But now the disciples still can't cross people to become Buddhas without distractions, so the Buddha ......"

"It seems that it has been ten lifetimes, and that young man is still your karma." There was no anger on Rulai's face, and there was still a peaceful gaze.

"Yes." Jin Chanzi nodded cautiously and continued: "The disciple has no one to cross now except him, it is the disciple who is incompetent, and I hope the Buddha will punish him." ”

"Incompetent?" Rulai's voice was gentle, he raised his hand, looked at his fingertips and said, "Jin Cicada, if you are an incompetent person, then I will not send you to ferry people." The monkey is the same as the child, he is an irritable and capable person, and if you cross the monkey, you will naturally cross him. ”

"Buddha?" The golden cicada raised her head, her eyes full of piety.

"Well, yes, if you cross the monkey and them, I will naturally let you cross that child, so, Jin Chanzi, there should be hope rather than despair in your heart."

"That'...... ...... that kid? Jin Chanzi asked.

"He's fine, and he's waiting for you to come and cross. It's just that why have you forgotten that Buddhism purifies sentient beings, why don't you have sentient beings in your eyes? ”

"Buddha." Hearing Rulai's words, Jin Cicada's head lowered slightly, and he said: "I also want to, but I didn't cross him, I can't let go of any vacancy in my heart to give any space to other people, to cross other people." Buddha ......"

In the end, the voice of the golden cicada was slightly nasal, and such a big emotional fluctuation seemed not to be him.

"Needless to say, I know that he ...... He also knows, but now you have to cross this group before you can cross him. "As it is.

"Yes, Buddha." The golden cicada raised its head, the cigarette burned out, and it was gone.

He found himself asleep on the futon, and the last words remained in his mind.

If he is your karma, why are you not his karma?

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"Did you see the golden cicada?" In the thirty-three heavens, the young man sat under the locust tree with red eyes, listened to Guanyin's question, and nodded.

"So I couldn't bear it for a while, and I ran over with my true body?" Guanyin continued to ask.

Rulai nodded, and when he looked up at Guanyin, there was a smile in his eyes.

He said: "Ah Guan, the golden cicada is ......"

"Taishang Laojun!" Nezha pushed the door and rushed in, he saw the two people under the locust tree, and nodded hurriedly.

"What's wrong?" Taishang Laojun heard the shouting and walked out of the house.

"Fairy Chang'e is gone, second brother asked me to inform you."

"What, what about Yang Jian's others?"

"The second brother led the Howling Sky Dog to find it!"