Looking at the Lin Zhong who left, Xiao Rin chuckled and shook his head.

Holding an umbrella, she walked slowly under the light drizzle, and the foggy streets were hazy.

The rain faded and the mist cleared.

After the rain, the sunset is red.

On the streets, there were a little more people.

Rin strolled to the town's stream, a spacious square surrounded by colorful flowers, scattered in the sunset, under the breeze after the rain, a few touches of sweetness. All kinds of fitness props stood in the corner of the square, and some young people wiped the water droplets off them and began to exercise. In the center of the square is a fountain that plays with music, and the 32 water columns in the fountain are staggered high and low, depicting a beautiful scenery in the sky.

Children read poems aloud, and adults laugh in low voices, praising their children to others.

A young man with long hair gently picked up his violin, stood by the fountain, and slowly played an ode to joy.

In the corner of the square, an old couple in their eighties sits.

They looked at each other and sat quietly on the bench, the old man arranging his wife's windswept white hair.

They met and laughed, looking at the children and grandchildren who were playing not far away.

Seeing Xiao Rin coming, the child hid behind his parents in fear, looking at her with eyes like Xiao Rin had snatched his beloved toy. Their parents also looked at her in disgust, like ...... She has polluted the land that belongs to them by standing here.

Outsiders!

The one who invaded heaven!

"Since everything begins, there is an end to the future. ”

Rin walked away slowly, and finally stopped laughing on her cheeks, which had been smiling slightly.

......

"Mr. Zhao, that Xiao Tianshi said that the commission can be completed tomorrow. ”

"Very well, give her the rest of the remuneration when it is settled, and then let her go. If it weren't for this incident that made it difficult for the people in the town to feel at ease, I wouldn't be ready to call people, after all, our town does not welcome outsiders. Heavenly Master? It's just a matter of collecting money and doing things. ”

"Yes, Mr. Zhao. ”

Mr. Zhao is the creator of Paradise, leading the townspeople to the present. At that time...... It was Mr. Zhao who stood up bravely. It was him, it was he who would hang over their heads, the sword of Damocles removed, and the townspeople revered him, calling him Mr. Zhao.

The gentleman is the teacher.

Teacher, preach and teach to solve doubts.

Yes, preach and teach, and solve doubts!

......

Day 3, Night

Xiao Rin came to the road again.

It was the last date she had said, and some of the town's residents came to watch.

"Is this guy okay?"

"It should be possible, after all, Mr. Zhao found it. ”

"Also, since Mr. Zhao can lead us to build a small town, he must be able to do anything! Since he said okay, then he must do it! I just don't know if she will find that thing......" After a few words of emotion, one person said worriedly.

"Say less!" the person next to him immediately interrupted.

The man smiled apologetically.

The fog soon thickened tonight, and it was only seven o'clock, when the heavy fog turned the road into a haze.

The visibility of the people around them was extremely low, less than ten steps. Riots began in the crowd.

"Don't make noise!" Mr. Zhao shouted, and everyone fell silent.

"Xiao Tianshi, you said you could solve it tonight. But it doesn't look like it can solve any problem now!"

"No hurry, no hurry, ten o'clock has not arrived. Rin pulled Xiao Yin to sit aside, and she replied to Mr. Zhao's question and then stopped talking.

But hearing 'ten o'clock', Mr. Zhao seemed to hesitate, stretched out his hand, and retreated.

............

The thick fog gradually isolated everyone, and the crowd stood together, but they couldn't see each other.

Holding each other's hands, I felt a coldness welling up from the bottom of my heart.

Driven by their hearts, they let go of each other's hands and tasted alone.

In people's hearts, there will always be one or two things that need to be borne by oneself for one's own taste. Even relatives, wives, and children can't share it, it's already the distance of the heart.

"Rin, what's wrong with them?" In Xiao Li's eyes, the mist was still a thin layer, and there was nothing unusual.

But the guys in the crowd didn't seem to see each other, they stood still.

Some were in tears, some were steadfast, some were expressionless.

There were more than 100 people in total, just standing quietly in place.

"Sure enough......" Rin shook her head and took Xiaoli's hand to a slightly lit ground in the center of the road.

All the answers are below. ”

............

In the thick fog, all the scenery in front of Mr. Zhao's eyes disappeared and turned into a blank.

He stood in place with a frown, his psychological quality was extremely strong, and he was not afraid much.

But!

Gradually, scenes appeared around him that should have been forgotten.

-- Young Mr. Zhao sat on the edge of his chair and said to a person beside him, "Those people in the temple are too much of a trouble!"

-- Young Mr. Zhao sat at his desk and listened to the person in front of him say: "We found someone, and just last night, all the old people in the Dizang Temple died, and there are still nine left. ”

-- Young Mr. Zhao sat at his desk and listened to the person in front of him say, "There are still four adults left in the Jizo Temple. ”

-- Young Mr. Zhao sat at his desk and listened to the person in front of him say, "There are still three people left in the Jizo Temple. ”

-- Young Mr. Zhao sat at his desk and listened to the person in front of him say, "There are still two people left in the Dizang Temple. ”

-- Young Mr. Zhao sat at his desk and listened to the person in front of him say, "There is only one child left in the Dizang Temple. ”

At last

-- Surrounded by him, the representatives of the whole town cheered and celebrated in a large auditorium.

Heaven has finally expelled God!

It really belongs to people, and finally it belongs to them!

Ignore the surrounding townspeople who have been lost in the fog.

Mo Li followed Rin to the middle of the road.

A touch of gold.

Under the road, a faint golden glow emerged.

The figure of a little girl gradually became clear, she was eleven or twelve years old, her delicate and immature face was serene and calm, under the pale golden light, the original black waist-length hair was also flowed by a touch of brilliance, from top to bottom, the black faded, leaving only the transparent white gold color.

In addition to her head, her body is somewhat illusory.

"Live in four intersections...... Ghosts?"

Xiao Li looked at the little girl in front of him with a faint golden light and said suspiciously

Ghosts who live in four ways: This kind of ghost likes to live in the darkness of traffic everywhere, and specializes in teasing and teasing people who have evil in their hearts, so that the evil people in their hearts get lost and get into car accidents...... Although it is a bit similar, Xiao Li at this time is extremely unsure, she looks at Xiao Rin suspiciously?

"Well, it used to be. But now it's not ......," Rin's answer was vague.

She slowly walked over to the confused little girl and said, "It's lonely." ”

"No, I'm not lonely. The little girl shook her head and said slowly, "I'm chanting for them." ”

"Why do you chant for them, they killed you?"

"Reduce the karma for them, reduce the karma for others. ”

"Is that good?"

When the little girl heard Rin's question, she lowered her head and thought about it, and then said firmly, "...... Very good. ”

"That's good. ”

Under the gaze of the little girl, Rin dug through the pavement with his right hand and retrieved a curled up pale golden corpse: "Since you want to chant, then I'll help you find a better place, okay?"

"That's useless. Looking at her own corpse, the girl entered in a dark color.

It didn't work...... Is it done?

"It's better to keep it as a souvenir. ”

"It's fine. A golden light appeared on the little girl's body, brilliant but not dazzling. Her real body, stretching to her chest, her collarbone. Seeing this ending, she is very satisfied.

"Will you still chant for them in the future?"

"No, not anymore. ”

"Why?"

"I'm not a very good person, and I'm not a Buddha. The girl raised a smile of self-use, and explained in an infinitely relaxed tone: "Thirty years to repay people's favors, thirty years to cut off the human form, thirty years to bury oneself, I think enough is enough." ”

"Yes, that's enough. ”

――――

Xiao Rin buried the little girl's body at the site of the Jizo Temple.

Standing in front of the little dirt bag, she looked at the girl for a long time, at this time, the girl's clear body had extended from her head to her lower abdomen, and her flat chest was two points of pink. Rin took off her coat and draped it over her.

She looked at the girl with some tenderness, and asked in a low voice, "Although I am a little embarrassed, I still can't help the curiosity in my heart...... Can you show me your life and your death?"

"Just life and death?" the little girl asked seriously, looking at her.

"Well, just life and death. ”

"Absolutely. The little girl smiled and nodded, then closed her eyes.

She tapped her head, "Come and see." ”

Xiao Rin stretched out her index finger and tapped it lightly on the door of her warm head.

―――

Ordinary summer days

The maiden followed a long-standing contract and sat quietly in the small temple.

She claims to be the current walker of Jizo, but she is not believed by anyone.

But that's normal, she's not.

Mom told her to do this to outsiders, and she agreed.

Until...... The people around him gradually passed away, the abandonment of faith, and the original respect turned into a blank eye.

Although the little girl was sad, she did not despair, picked up the broom, and began to clean the temple in earnest. Because she always believed that people would come back here and pray to Jizo again.

The human soul has to have a place to go - doesn't it?

Maybe...... No.

When the last mother died in front of her eyes, she knew that she might be wrong.

"Because she opposed the demolition of the temple and the decision of all the residents, she fell five floors in a fit of emotion. That's what those people said at the time.

That's what those here said.

Those who were not there said the same thing.

All people,...... That's what it all says!

That's what it is, that's it.

Standing in front of Jizo's statue, she looked at the townsfolk who were voting on their own lives and deaths.

She looked at the hysterical man silently, laughing.

Just an ordinary, ordinary faint smile.

But ah!

In the eyes of others, this smile is like a Buddha pinching flowers, and it seems to be a silent mockery.

The crowd noticed her smile and went even more crazy.

"It shouldn't have been left like this, this temple should have been demolished a long time ago!"

"This is the dregs of culture, and if we want to develop towards progress, we must abandon it!"

"Yes, we're going to break the four olds!"

"Our town is going to build a road, and this place is blocking the road, so it must be demolished!"

"This guy is just too much of a hindrance and hinders the development of the town. We have admonished, explained, and scolded...... It's useless, we have no choice but to kill!"

"Yes, she must have killed the people in the Jizo Temple, otherwise how could the people in this temple die one after another like this. ”

"This is the devil, she is the devil, she is the devil hidden in heaven!!"

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill...... She must be killed, she must be killed!"

"Kill, kill, kill"

"Kill, kill, kill!!"

Since she was opposed to the demolition of the Jizo Temple, perhaps this was not the point...... The townspeople all voted to kill her. Finally, she stood on the hill and jumped off the low cliff, buried deep in the path to heaven along with the Jizo statue.

And after that.

Man is dead, but the soul is not destroyed.

Live in the four intersections, often chant the Heart Sutra.

When the townspeople mistakenly think that there are evil spirits living on the road, do they know that the evil ghost they fear the most, the evil spirit that should not appear in heaven...... Or maybe it's themselves!

- She never retaliated, but quietly guarded Jizo's side.

Until someone shows up with her and gives her a choice.

Choosing people, or, abandoning.

To bury yourself, or not to bury yourself?

............

Xiao Rin extended the unfinished edge in the darkness and looked farther away.

Thirty years ago, in that Jizo temple.

In the main hall, a wooden statue of King Jizo sits quietly on the altar.

The eyes are merciful, as if they pity the sad earthly world, all the beings in the sea and red dust.

Several elderly people sit in front of it, chanting sutras and reciting Buddha. This picture lasted for a long time, until the number of people who came to visit the temple to chant the Buddha gradually decreased, and the temple that had existed for many, many years began to fall into disrepair.

People close to an old man died one after another, including his son and wife.

One day, he stood in front of the Jizo and said, "The agreement made before the endless years, the thirty-year agreement, is it counted?"

"Count. In the empty hall, an old voice sounded.

"Take her, and there will be no more faith, no more thirty-year covenant. ”

"Well, got it. ”

Rin had read it, peeled off the page, grasped the deeper edge, she wanted to look again, look forward.

It was an endless year ago, thirty years ago.

Just as she was about to grasp the edge and look at the long time, a deep cough sounded in the empty hall.

Fate, cut it all.

Standing in front of Rin, the golden light outside the girl's body shone brightly, like the round light of the Buddha.

The golden light shone one at last, and all visions vanished.

She buried herself.

.........

Walking out of the mist, Rin took Xiaoli's hand and slowly returned to the hotel.

The two of them were one step apart, and they were silent.

Two quarters of an hour later they were in front of the old man.

"Found it?" asked the old man, who had been sitting inside the counter, calmly, with a faint smile.

"Found it, I took her home. Rin replied with a smile.

"Well, that's good. Hearing the answer, the old man nodded with his glasses.

"Thirty years of burial, thirty years of grace. ”

"Well, thirty years of life, thirty years of grace. ”

"Rin, what kind of dumb riddle are you playing!!"

"It's not a dumb puzzle, because it's never a puzzle. Xiaoli, go back and I'll teach you the soul burial method. Xiao Rin rubbed the head of the little girl beside him and whispered.

All the things in the town are an extremely ancient life leap method, the soul burial method. Through the form of burial, return the favor and bury yourself. Smooth out cause and effect, cut off all the entanglements around one's body, and transform a creature from the essence of life into a completely different, higher existence.

.........