The old monk was kind and kind-eyed, very different from his fierce appearance before, Fang Fan, who was still lying on the ground, frowned slightly, and asked, "Abbot Pushi?"

Pu Shi clasped his hands together and said with a sad face: "It is the poor monk." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Fang Fan looked at Pu Shi from head to toe, and Pu Shi lowered his eyebrows and was silent.

Fang Fan opened his mouth and was about to speak, when Pu Shi intercepted and said, "If the donor has something to say, let's let the poor monk treat your injuries first."

After that, Pu Shi knotted his hand with his fingers, and an obscure golden Sanskrit text immediately entered Fang Fan's body, Fang Fan's body shook, and a stream of heat surged from the dantian, scattering to the limbs and hundreds of remains, the wound was faintly hot, and the granules grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant, the injury was completely recovered, except for the almost exhausted true qi that could not be replenished, there was no wound in the whole body.

Fang Fan turned over and sat up, stared at Pu Shi and said, "Compared to before, the abbot seems to have changed a person."

Pu Shi said bitterly: "The poor monk is not good at Buddhism, and his body is occupied by evil thoughts in his heart, and he is really ashamed to read the Buddha for a lifetime."

Fang Fan said: "The abbot seems to have a lot of things backlogged in his heart?"

Pu Shi looked up at the sky and said, "Would the donor like to hear the story of the poor monk?"

Fang Fan said: "Is the abbot willing to speak?"

"Some things should have been known a long time ago, if I had said it earlier......" Pu Shi was silent for a long time, and shook his head again and again in annoyance: "It's too late...... It's too late......"

Fang Fan didn't speak, he was waiting for Pu Shi's next words.

"Here, I lose track of time, I just know, it's been too long." Pu Shi suddenly looked at Fang Fan and said, "How many months has it been since Daqing perished?"

Fang Fan said: "A thousand years."

"Millennium?" Pu Shi said sadly: "A thousand years have passed!!"

Fang Fan squinted and said, "When the Mingxin Temple was destroyed, didn't the abbot leave behind the enemy?" Why is it here? ”

Pu Shi was like being struck by thunder, and he took a few steps back, his red light flickering, and he said in a trembling voice: "I...... I ......"

Pu Shi closed his eyes tightly, and his heart was like a tree and said, "I escaped......"

Fang Fan was stunned and said, "Escaped?"

"That's right." Pushi smiled bitterly: "I escaped."

"There were too many people who died that day, there were too many, I should have given up my life, but I became a deserter who escaped from the battle, I was afraid, I was really afraid, I was afraid that like them, I would become a corpse hacked to death with a knife, I was afraid that I would become a handful of blood in the river of blood.

I thought I had penetrated the Dharma and looked down on the cycle of life and death, but when one foot really stepped into the ghost gate, I knew that I had not looked down on it, and I had not understood it, and I was destined to be unable to detach. ”

Pushi's face was dejected, and he didn't know when he stopped calling himself a poor monk.

Fang Fan said: "Why did you lock yourself here?"

Because you can't forgive yourself?

In the face of death, everyone is afraid, since they can pick up a life with shame, why can't they live shamefully?

What is the point of throwing away the lives of the monks?

In order to torture yourself in the future, to prove your guilt? ”

Fang Fan shook his head with a smile and said, "It is always himself who punishes himself and moves, and the dead monks will only remember the great virtue and the abbot is not the abbot."

"It's not just because of this."

Fang Fan smiled and said, "It seems that I think the abbot is too virtuous?"

Pu Shi sighed: "I am ashamed of Mingxin Temple, and I am ashamed of the dead disciples."

Fang Fan said: "Then what is the real reason for you to stay here?"

Pu Shi took a deep breath and said, "Do you know the real reason for the destruction of Mingxin Temple?"

Fang Fan raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "Is there another hidden secret?"

"Liu Ji is my child." Pusch paused and continued, "Later, people called him Qingli."

Fang Fan said movingly: "You have sat on the throne before?"

Pu Shi shook his head gloomily and said, "I was born in the temple and grew up in the temple, how can I sit on the throne of the Emperor of God?"

Fang Fan waited for Pushi's next step.

Pu Shi said: "There are many people in the family, and it is common to eat a meal and not know where the next meal is, and when I was still in infancy, I was sent to the temple gate of Mingxin Temple.

Or with the Buddha, when I was seven years old, I memorized all the treasured scriptures in the Mingxin Temple, and the true meaning of the scriptures was clear to me. ”

Fang Fan said: "After that, you left the Mingxin Temple, traveled around, entered the mortal dust, and got rid of the mortal dust."

Pusch nodded silently.

Fang Fan continued: "But the soft red of ten zhang blindfolded your eyes and eroded one of your bodhicitta hearts."

Pu Shi's face was painful, and he said bitterly: "When I traveled abroad, I broke the vows."

Fang Fan said: "You still chose the Buddha?"

Pu Shi looked up at the sky and said: "When we meet again, it is in Mingxin Temple, I am a candidate for the next abbot, and she has become the queen of a country, she told me that she has a child."

Pushi's eyes darkened, and he said, "It's mine."

Fang Fan said: "Liu Ji learned about his life experience, and when an emperor's bloodline is not pure, it will greatly affect his status, so he started the action of exterminating Buddha."

Pushi sighed.

Fang Fan said: "That's all?"

Pu Shi's body shook suddenly, as if he thought of something, his legs couldn't stop trembling, and after a while, Pu Shi said with remorse: "She told me that after she had a child, I made up my mind that I would never recite Buddha again, and I would take her with me."

However, she was obedient to me, but she was no longer willing to go with me, she sneered at me and left. ”

Pushi paused, and then continued: "Somehow, I had a nameless fire in my heart, and at that time, there was no shortage of female pilgrims around me who admired me, and I ...... I...... I'm guilty again......"

Fang Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had thought of something, but he wasn't sure yet.

"Not long after, I took over as the abbot of Mingxin Temple, and I tried not to think about the sins of that night, and the female pilgrim was also sent away by me, and whenever she came, I beat her with a stick, and after that, I never saw her again.

However, a year later, I had another child, and like me, the same child was also abandoned outside the temple gate of Mingxin Temple, and the monks only thought that it was merciful for me to accept my female dependents into the temple, but they did not know that she was my child.

I named her Wanhua, she came disgracefully, and I hope that her future life will be beautiful and glorious. ”

Fang Fan's face was cloudy, and in the end, he could only turn into a sigh.

Wanhua and Emperor Qingli Liu Ji turned out to be brother and sister!

"You seem to know what's going on?"

Fang Fan sighed and said, "I know."

Pu Shi laughed like a madman, "I have done something that is indignant to the gods, where can I have the face to see their brothers and sisters, I lock myself here, and I am burned by fire every moment, only in this way can my heart be at peace for a short time."

Fang Fan said: "However, you are living in condemnation of yourself all the time, and evil thoughts take root in your heart, grow stronger and stronger, and finally devour your heart." (To be continued.) )