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There are people crying and crying in the holy place in front of the gate of Tai'an Temple, and the scholars who have seen Lin Dong in the day have tried to break into this Tai'an Temple several times, but they have been put out by the monks in the temple, and the last time, this scholar is facing a closed door.

The door was cold.

The monk's heart was even colder than that.

What's even colder is the scholar's heart.

In desperation, I tied a belt on the beam, and hung my neck up, and I wanted to hang myself here.

"That scholar, you can let it go."

Lin Dong stood outside this Tai'an Temple, in front of the steps, looked at the scholar who was about to hang himself, and said: "This place, I have already seen it during the day, it is the feng shui treasure that I chose to die, how can I let you?" ”

The scholar glanced down, he was in the bright place under the lantern of Tai'an Temple, and as far as his eyes could see, the place was dark, and it was not clear who was coming.

"Why did you die?"

The scholar looked at the dark shadow and asked suspiciously.

"I'm going to die."

Lin Dongyi said, his voice was sad, and said: "Slandering the Buddha, this is originally a crime of going to hell, all my money is used to buy books, and I have no money to buy merit coupons, since I must go to hell, sooner rather than later, I want to die in front of the Buddha, and I can atone for one or two." ”

Pushing past the scholar, Lin Dong threw his belt, and a thick hemp rope appeared in his hand, hanging it on the beam.

"It is said that the hanged man will have an elongated neck, a tongue will spit out, and even after death, the footsteps will be light and do not touch the ground...... I see that the Buddhist scriptures say that after death, they will be sent to hell in vain, and they will not be reborn in the future. ”

This is a record of the eighteen layers of hell that originated from Buddhism.

Listening to Lin Dong's words, the scholar was frightened, but then his face turned angry and shouted: "Slander the Buddha!" Blasphemy of the Buddha! Where is there a Buddha in this world? It's just an adobe, now decorated with gold and silver, embellished with mythology, and if this Buddha had really been spiritual, my poor old mother wouldn't have died. ”

"Smack!"

took out the "merit coupon" from his bosom, and the scholar slammed it on the ground and shouted: "If this merit coupon is really effective, my mother will not die!" ”

The light at night is insufficient, but it does not affect Lin Dong's vision, in Lin Dong's eyes, this merit voucher is a piece of yellow paper, on which is painted with the Buddha, and then printed with the word "swastika".

A piece of paper, ten taels of silver.

"This merit coupon, isn't there only one copy, it is to empty the past sins, and after death, will it not fall into the underworld, but it can also clear diseases and strengthen the body?"

Lin Dongru received a treasure, and bowed down to pick up the merit coupon.

"If there were these miracles, my mother would never die!"

The scholar burst into tears, his voice was sad and angry, and he cried out: "During the day, I bought a merit voucher in this temple to make my bedridden mother better, but this merit voucher had no effect, and even in the evening, my mother died...... When I came to these monks again, they said that this is the way it should be, but with this merit ticket, you will not fall into hell after death. ”

Whether it is life or death, it is just a monk's mouth one by one.

"It's your fault."

Lin Dong Zhengse shouted: "This merit coupon, the master really gave it to you, your mother's illness, even the doctor is helpless, the master has added merit to your mother, and can ensure that she will not fall into hell after death, this is already a great luck!" ”

Here's the thing.

The monks said the same thing.

It's just, no.

"Not really."

The scholar looked at Lin Dong and said, "I have been reading the sage books for many years, but I have stupidly fallen into this situation...... Those monks are deceiving people, and there are no merit coupons at all, no incense sticks, and no Buddha lamps to add longevity...... It's fake, it's all fake, the doctors in the town can't treat it, I should go to the city for medical treatment, I shouldn't come to believe this monk......"

Light the lamp to continue life, and merit is eliminated.

It's all a monk's scam.

"If you find a doctor, you can treat your mother?"

Lin Dong asked.

"The doctor may not be able to treat you well, but he will never let you buy a piece of paper."

The scholar said: "All diseases are justified, and I am stupid to be able to cure all diseases with a piece of paper...... Where can I find a cure for all diseases? ”

There is only the right medicine, and there is no cure for all diseases.

"Not necessarily."

Lin Dong looked at the scholar, smiled incomprehensibly, and said: "I have a medicine here that can cure all diseases, can cure your mother's bedridden, can also cure your mother's death, except for stupidity, everything else can be cured." ”

The scholar was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and looked at Lin Dong seriously.

There was a wind blowing, the lantern flame at the gate of Tai'an Temple was swaying, the scholar looked at Lin Dong, only to see the whole face at this moment, and was suddenly startled, and then remembered that during the day, Lin Dong bought his books and said the news that he wanted to see when he was a child.

Now is the time of the child, and they will meet at the gate of Tai'an Temple.

Lin Dong had a red pill in his hand, and the strong smell of Chinese herbs naturally entered the scholar's nose.

"Immortal Chief!"

At this moment, the scholar naturally knew that he had met a strange person, and he hurriedly prepared to kneel.

Lin picked up the bamboo cane in his hand and stopped the scholar from kneeling.

"I saved you today, not because you are special, but because you are also a blinded member."

Putting the elixir in the scholar's hand, Lin Dong said: "Your mother is not dead, but she is just hanging in one breath, now go back, drink this elixir and water, it will be good at dawn, and if you have money in the future, you should think more about helping your neighbors, stop thinking about lighting Buddha lamps and buy merit coupons." ”

solemnly warned the scholar, and Lin Dong asked him to hurry back.

The scholar took the pill, bowed deeply to Lin Dong, and then looked at the road where he came, and ran away.

Turning around, Lin Dong looked at Tai'an Temple.

The three gilded characters are also shining in the candlelight, and in this, the people staying are the most famous monks in the local area, just like scholars, knowing that they are wrong, and they can't understand what is wrong, but Lin Dong can say it.

It was late at night.

There was silence.

Lin Dong stood at the door of Tai'an Temple, only a gust of cold wind, looked around, Lin Dong continued to play rope at the door of Tai'an Temple, and then grabbed it with one hand, put his head into the rope sleeve, his hands drooped, and the whole person shook with the evening breeze.

Hang oneself.

Cantilever.

Lin Dong committed suicide.

It's exactly the same as a normal person's suicide, first he couldn't breathe, and then he suddenly kicked his body and wandered lightly.

The wind blew, and the bamboo cane leaning against the wall suddenly fell, rolling twice on the ground, and the bell rattled.

…… The end of the book ......

Just kidding.

There was silence in Tai'an Temple.

When the monks began to get up, tidying up in the temple, today the master of Puzhi of Tianyin Temple is coming here, and the monks should also do a good job of face engineering, clean the place where it should be cleaned, and place it where it should be placed.

The abbot of Tai'an Temple came to Lin Dong's meditation room early in the morning, sat quietly outside, and waited for Lin Dong to get up.

This Lin Dong is the most honored guest of Tai'an Temple.

Born in Qingyun, he is still the twelfth generation of Qingyun's predecessors, it is said that Master Na Puzhi once asked him about the way of immortality, and he has the ability to be similar to "foreknowledge", no matter what, this Dharma Ci must be treated solemnly.

There was not the slightest breath in the room, there was not the slightest breath, and Fa Ci should have been Lin Donggong's cultivation, which was beyond his reach, so he couldn't feel it.

"Abbot, abbot!"

The little novice ran over in a panic.

"Stop, shut down!"

Seeing the panicked appearance of this little novice, Faci was dissatisfied and reprimanded, and shouted: "Disturb the immortals, what kind of system!" Monks, don't be impatient, all realms are empty......"

"It's the Qingyun Immortal!"

Xiao Shami didn't wait for Fa Ci to continue to reprimand, and immediately said: "The corpse of the Qingyun Shangxian is hanging in front of the gate of Tai'an Temple!" ”

"What?"

Fa Ci sat up in surprise and immediately asked, "Which Qingyunmen person had an accident?" ”

Just listening to Xiao Shami's words, Faci thought that the people from Qingyunmen had been killed and hung at the door of Tai'an Temple.

This can be regarded as a provocation to the righteous path, but according to Faci's information, there is no trace of the demon sect in Tai'an.

"That's it, it's the Qingyun Shangxian who was arranged by you in the meditation room and should be treated with caution!"

Xiao Shami said, stepped up, and pushed open the meditation room where Lin Dong lived, and in that meditation room, where was there any trace of Lin Dong.

If struck by lightning.

My heart is cold.

Faci stepped, Tianyin Temple's great Brahma Prajna heart law runs naturally, there are a series of Buddha light up and down the body, a step, the distance of ten zhang has flashed, several times in a row, the figure of Faci has appeared at the door of Tai'an Temple.

At this gate there is a circle of small novices.

There was silence all around, all surrounding the corpse of this Qingyun Immortal.

With a Buddha light in his hand, Faci cut off the rope that Lin Dong was hanging, and reached out to take Lin Dong's "corpse", only to feel that the corpse was cold, stiff, no heart beating, no blood flowing, obviously it had been dead for a long time.

"What's going on?"

Faci's lips trembled, pointing to Lin Dong's corpse, and tremblingly looked at the monks around him, Shami.

"Today, when Senior Brother Huikong and I opened the door, we saw this immortal hanging here, and at that time this immortal was already dead, and we didn't dare to move it, so we greeted you, Master, ......."

A monk next to him said.

It's not a big deal anymore, it's a big deal.

The twelfth generation of Qingyunmen came to Tai'an Temple, and was arranged by Tai'an Temple into the meditation room.

Faci had no way to explain to Pu Zhi.

Faci had no way to explain to Tianyin Temple.

Tianyin Temple has no way to explain to Qingyunmen.

This will be a very serious "diplomatic accident" in Tianyin Temple and Qingyunmen, and if it is not handled well, the situation of the righteous path will be changed.

At this moment, where is there still meditation and meditation in Faci, which is already the six gods without a master.

How so?

How can this be!

Faci was very confused, and the monks of Tai'an Temple were also confused.