Ono went to find the scissors alley according to Zhuang Sheng's dream, this place is remote and abnormal, and it took a long time to find here, and then I saw a courtyard, but it was more like a barren and useless, Ono gently pushed the door, and the door opened, this is an abandoned courtyard house, which is overgrown with weeds, and there is only a path leading to the main house in front of me, and the side houses are encroached upon by weeds. The main room was also unlocked, and Ono pushed the door in, and a damp and cold air came to his face, and the humidity lingered for a long time. Divided into two rooms, facing the living room and flanking the bedroom, the room is simply furnished and there are not many things worth noting. Go out and turn left, walk to the end of the room, a verandah appeared, Ono walked along, and when he came to the backyard, he saw a few more houses, the houses were still deserted, only a small room on the side looked a little angry. Ono walked in, saw a tablet enshrined on the table opposite, presumably his deceased relative, Ono was in awe, made a gray and ran out, and looked everywhere, did not find anything valuable, wanted to ask the neighbors, but there was no one around, Ono felt that the courtyard should not stay for a long time, so he had to run, so he had to run, so that he returned in vain.

After returning to the hospital, Ono had to speculate to Chen Yan that he should be embarrassed, there were no relatives alive at home, only a spirit card in front of the incense offering, the house was deep, and the neighbors couldn't avoid it, it may be a family in the middle of the road.

In the dream, Zhuang Sheng finished the Buddha, came to the inner hall to ask for the Zen master, only to see the Zen master is meditating, look at his expression, has entered the best realm beyond the reach of mortals, Zhuang Sheng knelt down and kowtowed three times, the Zen master still did not wake up, Zhuang Sheng was lost for a while, silently withdrew from the inner hall.

"Donor slowly." The Zen master opened his eyes and said.

Zhuang Sheng stepped forward respectfully, clasped his hands together and waited for the Zen master's guidance.

"Is there a family member?"

"My parents died young, and I still have a wife, and I have no children or daughters." Zhuang Sheng replied, suddenly his head was in sharp pain, in a trance, the memory in his mind was shattered, and then the time layer was broken, the time was dislocated, and the memory began to reorganize, he suddenly knelt down and slammed his head on the ground, choked up, "But my wife is seriously ill, please master cross me, let my wife live, just let me live." ”

Chen Yan thought of what Ono said just now, according to what he described Zhuang Sheng's family, there was no one in Zhuang Sheng's family, and his parents died early, the person who was enshrined by the spirit card should be his deceased wife, Zhuang Sheng's origin should be related to his wife, it seems that only by untying this knot can he transition to the next dream.

"Buddha only ferries back, not fate; You have to know that there has been pain before you know the epiphany. The Zen master said.

Zhuang Sheng didn't know what he meant, and thought about it once, because he was thinking of his wife in his heart, he was impetuous, couldn't think about it, and was even more anxious.

"I see, do you want me to become a monk?" Zhuang Sheng stood up, thinking of his seriously ill wife, and the monk was talking nonsense, so he got angry in his heart and laughed dryly, "I am entangled in mundane affairs, and the Buddha may not take me in." ”

"The donor misunderstood what I meant, Lao Wei didn't mean that, I want you to understand that all living beings are suffering, and the Buddha can't cross anyone, because he doesn't exist, you only have yourself to cross yourself and save yourself, the donor hasn't understood yet, so let's go down the mountain."

Zhuang Sheng felt that his body was not as light as before, his pace was unusually heavy, he dragged his body out of the inner hall, passed through the Daxiong Treasure Hall, went out of the mountain gate and went down the mountain, the temple behind him gradually disappeared, the Zen master transformed into a mortal person, followed closely behind Zhuang Sheng, and watched him walk into a fog, the woods shrouded in the fog were full of dead silence, there was no birdsong, there was no noise at all, no matter how the shouting was beaten, Zhuang Sheng couldn't hear or feel it, just walked forward woodenly.