Lingyun Temple, in the courtyard.

When Master Yilan finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the temple.

The monks finally reacted.

Suddenly, the entire temple was filled with wails.

"Master Abbot, I grew up in Lingyun Temple since I was a child, and I never went down the mountain...... If I go down the mountain, I don't know what to do, so please don't close the temple! A young monk, with his hands folded, said with a sad voice.

When he spoke, his eyes were slightly red.

He was begging for a lamp...... However, he knew it very well in his heart.

Monks don't lie!

Since Yilan said it so bluntly just now, I am afraid that there is no possibility of reversing this matter at all.

"Master Abbot, let's not leave, Lingyun Temple is our home, our roots, if we go out now, I'm afraid there is no place to accommodate us!" An elderly monk looked at the back of a lamp, and his voice was hoarse.

"Please ask Master Abbot to retract the decision."

"Master Abbot, please think carefully......"

"Origin and extinction, everything in the world has a cause and effect, and today's events are probably doomed! However, Master Abbot ...... As long as we don't go, here, there will be no collapse. ”

In the temple, there is a mixture of voices.

Turning around and walking towards the lamp in the temple, I could hear those voices clearly.

"Alas!"

However, after listening to it, his mouth was just a soft sigh.

"Lingyun Temple has existed for thousands of years, and has changed generation after generation of abbots, since the beginning of the temple, it has been guarding the wooden box containing the relics, and today, it has finally completed the will of the ancestors, and when it comes to the ancestors, it will also hand over the things!"

A light muttered.

When the voice fell, a faint smile gradually appeared on his face.

Although it is a light sigh......

But it's more of a relief.

It's as if deep inside, there is a pressure, and it is completely released.

At this moment, his state of mind has been sublimated like never before, and he is getting closer and closer to the Buddha.

"Master Abbot!"

"Abbot ......"

For a long time, the voices of the monks behind him were still there, but they became farther away.

Chirping!

When a light walked into his room and closed the door again, all the sounds disappeared, and in its place was quiet, serene, as if completely cut off from the whole world.

In the middle of the room, there is a mat made of woven grass.

In front of the foreshadowing, there was a yellowed metal book, and a wooden fish that had been beaten I don't know how many times, and even cracked.

A light briefly glanced at it, and immediately looked away.

He walked slowly towards the foreshadowing!

He flicked his robe......

If it had been a normal day, he would have sat upright.

But now it's different, he just sits down casually, without any posture as a Buddha.

"No sorrow, no joy, no worries, Fang is the Buddha!"

And after a long time.

One Light opened his mouth and muttered again.

When the sound falls......

His body, as well as his appearance, were rapidly aging at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Three seconds later.

A lamp that sits casually, and the vitality quickly disappears......

Subsequently, his entire body was undergoing strange changes.

Specks of white light spilled out of thin air......

In an instant, the entire room was filled with grains of silvery-white light.

Chirping!

The door to the room was pushed open again.

This time it was the monks who had come with them from the courtyard.

"Master Abbot ......"

The first to come was an elderly monk, who shouted in a hoarse voice as he pushed the door.

However, before he could say the next words, his body stiffened.

"Master Abbot!"

"Please change your mind......

The monk who followed him continued to speak.

However, after seeing the situation in the room, everyone fell silent for an instant.

Quiescence.

There was not the slightest sound.

This process lasted nearly half a minute.

When all the light particles in the room penetrate the walls and disappear completely...... These monks gradually reacted.

"Master Abbot...... Passed away? ”

Among them, one of the monks spoke in a daze.

When these words fell, it immediately caused a chain reaction......

The whole temple was once again sensational at this moment.

……

When Lingyun Temple, because of the death of Master Yideng, all kinds of major events continued.

Leshan!

Foot.

A young man in a white shirt walked leisurely.

He carried his hands behind his back.

His gaze was straight ahead......

He was neither looking at the scenery nor at the road......

It seems like it's just going to move forward.

On the roadside, tourists, pilgrims, and believers are still ...... But at this moment, when Ye Bei was walking, those people didn't seem to see him at all, and they didn't even have a side eye.

The passage of time is always silent and unconscious.

Half an hour later.

Ye Bei stood on a small stone path, and then slowly stopped.

This stone passage is newly built.

There is a lot of gravel on it......

And where Yebei stopped, there was a small tea stall.

It was an old man who set up the stall.

He was in his mid-90s......

Gray hair.

Blind in one eye.

The teeth in his mouth are gone.

The tea stalls are also very basic......

A decayed wooden table with four large porcelain bowls on it.

Next to the table, a wooden barrel is placed.

The tea inside the barrel is dark brown......

There is no tea aroma.

But there is a faint hint of coldness.

There is no charge for this tea stall.

Anyone who wants to sit down and take a sip can do so.

When Ye Bei stood here, he found that very few pedestrians really stopped...... Even many people, when they saw this tea stall, showed disgust and smoke expressions.

There are also some people, as if they smell something, and pinch their noses in a pretending gesture.

Occasionally, only some tired and sweaty people hurriedly passed by, scooped up a bowl of tea with the porcelain bowl, poured it down with a gurgling face, wiped the sweat on their heads, and did not say thank you to the old man, turned around and left.

Of course......

There are also some pickers.

Carrying a heavy load on his shoulders, he took a sip of tea and smiled at the old man as he passed by, and then left as well.

Ye Bei stood next to this tea stall and looked at the pedestrians for a while, and then looked to the right.

From this position of his, you can just watch the form of the entire Leshan Giant Buddha.

But......

Just when Ye Bei just talked about paying attention to the Big Buddha.

The old man who set up the tea stall looked at Ye Bei and said softly: "This young man, have you been standing here for a long time, are you thirsty?" There is free tea here...... If you're thirsty, drink a bowl! No charge! ”

The voice is soft.

At first glance, it doesn't sound like a problem.

However, when Ye Bei heard it, he moved slightly.

Because...... This old man used the honorific title 'you' for Ye Bei.