Qiantang, Jinshan Temple

Time turned, and in Jinshan Temple, the presiding abbot of the year had little life at the moment.

At this moment, at the mountain gate, the old abbot stood in front of the mountain gate as if he was blessed, as if waiting for something.

The monks on the side didn't know why, but they still quietly accompanied them.

Born at the beginning of the day, the sun is shining, and the rising sun is in the sky.

Time passed, the sunset was dizzy, and the afterglow of the setting sun slowly descended.

The monks on the side were a little impatient.

"Abbot, it's getting late, let's go back."

An old monk couldn't bear it, looking at the abbot who was getting thinner and weaker, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker, he couldn't bear it.

"No, just wait."

Shaking his head, the throbbing in the old abbot's heart became stronger and stronger.

He didn't want to go back, he just wanted to wait here.

Most importantly, he knows.

Once he goes back, he probably won't be able to make it back.

When night fell, the stars were dotted, and the people of Jinshan Temple set up braziers to dispel the cool air of the night.

But the old abbot's health is still getting worse and worse.

Everyone was anxious, but they were helpless.

When the light of the sky shines brightly, it is as if it tears through the darkness.

Several figures came from the distant sky at a rapid speed under the light of light.

"I'm back."

muttering in his mouth, the breath in the old abbot's body was already as weak as a fly.

But at this moment, the words came out, as if they were returning to the light, and a peaceful glow appeared on his face.

"Huh."

As soon as the figure moved, a figure stood directly in front of the old abbot.

"Oh, yes, kid, you're finally back."

The old abbot looked at the figure of Fahai in front of him and showed a smile of relief.

It's like seeing a wanderer return home.

"Abbot!"

The figure who arrived was Fahai, and at this moment, looking at the light in front of him, the old abbot who was dying soon, couldn't help but moisten his eyes.

I was adopted by the abbot, and in my heart, I have long had special feelings for the abbot and Jinshan Temple.

Seeing his childhood relatives pass away in front of his eyes, Fahey's heart hurts.

"I know there will be this day, don't be sad."

It seems that he has already seen it, knowing that when Fahai returns, it will be the moment when he dies.

"Go the way you want to go."

Reaching out and touching the forehead of the sea, the old abbot seemed to see the little doll back then.

I was picked up by myself by the lake, and my face was full of innocent smiles.

Above the old body, the vitality slowly dissipated.

The light receded, and after a long time, the figure left behind a skin.

"Congratulations to the abbot!"

The monks of Jinshan Temple on the side all sat down and chanted the Sutra of the Past Life in their mouths.

For a moment, a trace of anger appeared in Fahai's eyes.

A premonition in the heart, and then to the abbot's departure.

Fahai knew that there was a big hand pushing all of this.

Very good, then since this is the case, then he Fahai should take a look.

These people who shot behind the scenes, fell to the ground and wanted.

The anger in his eyes quickly extinguished, but the next moment, he returned to grief.

The abbot's body was slowly lowered.

Looking at the last moment, I still want to let myself go the way I want to go.

Fahai's heart is mixed.

"Condolences and change."

Xin Shi Niang and Zhiqiu Yiye on the side stepped forward to comfort them, and the two didn't know what to say.

He could only stand aside silently, waiting for Fahai to recover on his own.

The abbot died, and there was a lot of grief in Jinshan Temple.

And Fahai is not surprising to become the new host of Jinshan Temple.

It's unimaginable in an instant, as if everything has already been arranged.

At night, the Jinshan Temple is restored to tranquility.

On the top of the mountain, the stars are dotted and the cold wind blows.

"I knew you were here."

Xin Shi Niang's figure came slowly, looked at Fahai who was sitting quietly on the edge of the cliff, silently walked to the side, and sat down.

"Before, I used to watch here alone."

Fahai looked intently in front of him, and when he looked away, he could see the lights of thousands of homes in the distance under the mountain.

"I always want to run out and see the world down the mountain."

At this moment, the lights of thousands of homes are still on, but Fahai's heart is a little cold.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, no one can stop it, maybe the master has gone to Elysium."

Silently on the side, comforting, looking at the much deeper figure in front of her, Xin Shi Niang felt a little strange.

"Elysium?"

Glancing up at the star-dotted void.

There are gods, immortals, and Buddhas in this world.

The Elysium that has been done is nothing but suffering in another place.

"You seem to have something on your mind all along?"

Xin Shi Niang on the side hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Maybe, I can help you share the burden."

After several years of wandering together, Xin Shi Niang has an inexplicable mood for Fahai.

"Sometimes, I'm skeptical."

Staring into the void, Fahai slowly got up and muttered to himself.

"Is the world real or not?"

One flower is one world, one leaf is one Bodhi.

With Chen Xiaoming's memory, Fahai was puzzled.

Whether he is a realm in the flower, or a Bodhi in the leaf?

"The sky I see is not the real sky."

"The land I see is not real."

"What I see is full of gods and Buddhas, is it really gods and Buddhas!"

The breeze floated, and between the words, it was Xin Shi Niang who was stunned and stunned.

Looking at the sharp Fahai beside him, especially the light in the latter's eyes, he lost his mind slightly.

Is this really still a Buddhist?

Is this really still Fahai?

In the void, the figure sitting quietly opened his eyes slightly, and the essence of light in his eyes shone away, and he deduced in his hands.

His brows frowned slightly, but because of his gaze, seeing Fahai like this, he hesitated, and finally relieved.

Fahai is not to be feared, but he is just a chess piece.

Only if the others don't make a move, how can the ants overturn the chessboard.

Their Buddhism has been planning for a long time for this matter, but they cannot afford to lose.

On the top of the mountain, Fahai frowned slightly, and his eyes looked at the void, but quickly calmed down.

During the investigation just now, he had already noticed a trace of abnormality.

The people who want to come behind the scenes have been watching themselves.

But what about looking at yourself.

He Fahai no longer hides it.

Before Fahai, he always wanted to escape his fate.

I thought that when I went out, nothing like that would happen.

But the cause and effect that should have come have come.

Escaped, after all, he still did not escape.

Since these people behind the scenes want to promote this matter, then he Fahai will play with them.

As for the outcome, he has nothing to fear.

It has always been regarded as an ant, a chess piece, and pushed by others.

Fahai felt like an ant, a pawn.

It's also a piece that can flip the chessboard!