Jiang Shan looked at Murong Ge, as if he wanted to say something, but his lips moved, and he didn't say anything in the end.

Murong Ge, who was already full of tears, waved her hand at Jiang Shan, she covered her mouth with her hand, and squatted down with her back to him.

Jiang Shan once again bowed deeply to his former comrades-in-arms, as well as Murong Tiankui, who was holding Su Hetu. silently walked away, but the back was indescribably desolate.

The more things a man carries, the more desolate his back will be when he turns away.

The other soldiers who followed Murong Ge walked away silently, wanting their father and daughter to be alone for a while.

Murong Ge may have been tired of crying, so he slowly raised his tear-stained eyes, folded his hands together to hold his calves, and looked intently at the ants crawling on the ground.

Murong Tiankui was originally a man who didn't know how to express his feelings, and he was even more speechless in the face of such a situation. took out a cigarette and sat next to Murong Ge without speaking.

At this time, Su Hetu was experiencing the second transformation of his life.

Su Hetu didn't know where he went, he only saw Buddha statues, surrounded by mist like a fairyland.

Su Hetu, who woke up in the illusion, found himself sitting upside down on a golden-colored lotus platform. The lotus platform seems to have taken root in the buttocks, and I want to stand up, but I can't move, and my body can only move with the movement of the lotus platform.

The lotus platform moved to the bottom of one of the largest Buddha statues, and Su Hetu had to tilt his head very hard to see its face.

"Hey, why does this Buddha statue look so much like the old monk master? Am I in the Western Elysium? ”

After Su Hetu saw the face of the Buddha statue clearly, he couldn't help but sigh, because this Buddha statue was too similar to the old monk.

"Don't be surprised, Xiaohetu, you are now my mirror image. It's the last thing I can leave for you in my life, and you'll never see me again when you're gone. ”

The Buddha statue did not open its mouth, but the voice ran into Su Hetu's ears ethereally.

"Master, have you entered the Western Elysium?"

"There is no Western bliss, it is just a lie created by the Buddha to comfort the sad heart. If there really is such a holy place, why should people practice in the world? ”

"Then what kind of place is this now, and there are so many Buddha statues, what is it if it is not the Western Elysium?"

"This is the illusion I created for you, the same one you created for yourself last time."

"But I did come in after I died."

Su Hetu has endless doubts, and the old monk urgently needs to answer them.

"You're not dead, you're just a shock with a temporary surname."

"But I've been shot in the center, how can I not be dead?"

"Do you remember the last time the old sword ghost Murong Tiankui gave you a snow lotus? The gun didn't really hit you in the heart, but the snow lotus on your body. If you don't believe it, look down and see if there is an extra lotus seed on the snow lotus. ”

Su Hetu lowered his head and looked at the lotus platform under him, and found that there was indeed an extra lotus seed on it. This lotus seed is different from the rest, it is the bullet that hit him.

"If the monks don't speak, how can I lie to you." The old monk's voice was a little tired and helpless.

I am not qualified to say this, because I once deceived an infatuated woman. It is the Guanshi who eats fasting and recites Buddha every day, refuses to let go of the obsession in his heart, and gives up a lifetime of red makeup for himself.

Presumably she is still sitting in the Guanyin Tower, contemplating life in the curling sandalwood smoke.

When he asked the Bodhisattva why he sat upside down, he sighed that the sentient beings refused to turn back. Why can't she let go of Zen with Guanyin Master all day long. If you hurt her for a day, you will hurt her for the rest of your life.

"Hetu, when you grow up, you must go to Nanjing Jiming Temple to help Master fulfill an unfulfilled wish. I have no regrets for the rest, the only thing I can't let go of is that I have harmed her but have no chance to make amends. ”

"It's too early to tell you this, but I can't help but say it, because my illusion won't last long. I, who have already returned to dust and earth to earth, is going against the sky in this way. The yin virtue that I have accumulated over the past hundred years will also be exhausted, and it is inevitable that the oil will run out and the lamp will dry up. The old monk's voice became even more ethereal.

"You say, I'll listen."

"I was bullied by others, my beloved girl was snatched away by others, and the dignity I wanted to maintain was trampled on by others, and I was very unconvinced. Are you still holding grudges against those who are sorry for you, and still thinking about how to get revenge? ”

"Yes, I have been bullied like this, and it is definitely a lie not to feel aggrieved. There's no reason why someone slapped me and didn't want to return it. As a man, his beloved girl was snatched away by others, of course, there is no reason not to snatch it back. ”

"It is said that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, but there are a few people who are gentlemen, and how many people can wait for ten years."

"Become a Buddha in small things, and attain enlightenment in villains. This is true at all, but if you follow the world, no matter how long you practice, you will eventually fall to the lower level. ”

"The one who can kill a thousand people without dying is an old sword ghost, but he is not burdened with such a heavy love debt because of the word Jianghu. I have always flaunted compassion all my life, and it is not because of a sentence of wine and meat that the Buddha left in his heart, harming her and himself. How about being the first on the god list, how about being respected as a master, how can it be compared to a green lantern, and how can it be compared to a yellow scroll. Xiao An is a blessing, one of me and the old sword ghost lost to the rivers and lakes, and the other lost to himself. ”

"The most important thing in cultivating the Buddha is to cultivate the mind. I failed to manage my own heart, and I deserved it. If it weren't for this catastrophe, I'm afraid I wouldn't have had the courage to face her in my life. If it weren't for this calamity, Murong Tiankui's old sword ghost probably wouldn't have had the courage to meet the little pigeon he had been owed for twenty years. If there is no such calamity, you should also be disturbed by anger. ”

"Blessings and misfortunes have not been able to be concluded from the beginning to the end since ancient times. There is no such thing as reincarnation. If there is stability in this life, who will be stupid enough to wait for the next life? If you can have a stable life, who wants to be displaced. If the country can be stable, how can those singers on the banks of the Qinhuai River sing that backyard flower. ”

"Xiaohetu, you remember that being a teacher does not require you to have a devastating life, nor does it require you to have a compassionate heart. Those who are good to themselves have to repay tenfold, those who are sorry for you can forgive, forgive those who can't forgive, and wait for you for ten years, and then look back after a hundred years. At that time, you knew that at first you thought that you couldn't let go of the things that you couldn't let go of in this life, it turned out to be just a lotus seed on the lotus platform. ”

"When you wake up from my vision, you will go to worship the old sword ghost as a teacher, and let him take you to the Tianshan Mountains to practice for three years. After three years, whether you can have an epiphany depends on your creation, don't rush for quick success, lest you fall into the inferior class of 50 steps and 100 steps. ”

"Okay, my time is almost up, everything that needs to be said has been said, and I will give you all the merit I have accumulated in this life. It's time for me to go, I really want to watch you grow up. ”

Little by little, the Buddha statue disappeared and finally turned into a pile of dust.

But there was a voice that hit Su Hetu's mind in a deep voice.

Forgiveness is cultivated to the extreme, and there is no sin in the world.

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