"You!"

"You eat more, sleep more. You see, the plague matter has been made like this, you can simply be relieved, and I will take care of the rest alone. You can be a goddess, you can help me make a big lie, and I am already a million helpers. I'll take care of the rest. ”

These words made a lot of bitterness gush out of Lizhan's heart, do his best, and obey the destiny of heaven. There is a saying that people are not as good as heaven, she doesn't know what awaits her in the Western Regions, and what kind of ending Gu Fuwei will wait for.

"I've been eating more, sleeping more, what do you say. Go back to the palace quickly, I'm leaving too. Don't worry, I'll take care of it. Nowadays, a lot of things are not easy to do with you. This head rioted, and you immediately went to the Great Moon Temple to deploy, but people were panicked. Since there are some things that can't be stopped, then I'll help you delay as much time as possible, and you just have to give it a go. ”

"Give it a go?" Gu Fuwei's eyes sparkled, "You just underestimate your man so much?" It's not that far, I've got a chance to win. ”

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Lizhan and Gu Fuwei separated, went to the dining room to lead people out, and the group took a carriage to Dayue Temple.

Mi Si Guo's news was well blocked by Gu Fuwei, and there was peace in the Great Moon Temple, only the abbot and a few of his proud disciples knew about it, and they were tight-lipped.

The abbot also invited them to a meal.

While drinking rice porridge, he told the abbot about the situation of Misiguo, and asked the abbot carefully, whether there were signs of being instigated by someone in Dayue Temple.

The abbot said that he was not aware of it for the time being, and besides, he came to Dayue Temple every day, and it was not like Misiguo, so many people had died one after another, even if someone wanted to instigate, I am afraid that he would not be able to incite it, after all, in the holy land of Buddhism, how could anyone dare to kill people and flee in the monk's territory.

But while eating porridge, he suddenly thought of something wrong.

It's also a plague, why can Dayue Temple be the same as before, but Misiguo is sick and dead? But after thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't come up with a reason.

Or perhaps, none of the patients who have died recently in Misch Quo have really died of illness. Since there are inner ghosts in Misgo's guards, it is very likely that the patient's food and prescriptions will be manipulated.

Thinking of this, I couldn't sit still.

She wants to look!

But the problem is that in order to prevent contagion, the corpses are usually dragged to the mountains and secretly burned that night. It would be impossible to examine the body.

I just hope that there will still be some residual medicine residue before it has time to pour!

This matter can't be delayed, Lizhan put down the rice porridge and said goodbye to the abbot, the abbot saw that she was eating absent-mindedly and didn't use a few bites, so naturally he wanted to keep her.

"Master, I remember that there are still some important matters to return to Misiguo, and I can't delay it. If this matter is dealt with, I may not be able to come to the temple to treat the patients for several days. ”

When the abbot saw that she looked serious, he did not stay any longer, and went out with her to the place where he was fasting, and he should send her off. "Don't worry, the doctors in the royal court will come every day."

Lizhan was still not at ease: "In addition to the monks in the temple, His Royal Highness also sent soldiers to guard it. Now that the situation is not good, Misgoli has mixed in with the traitor, and it is difficult to guarantee that there is no one in the Great Moon Temple. Fortunately, the patients in the Otsuki Temple are all taken care of by your monks, and you don't let their people interfere. In the future, you should be more careful, pay attention to your food, and don't let these patients often run away. If you notice anything wrong, you can tell me or tell the king directly. ”

"The old man remembers."

Lizhan nodded and continued walking.

The snowflakes were thick and densely falling from the sky, bigger than when they came, and they smashed so hard that people couldn't open their eyes.

Lizhan's boots were sunk into the snow, and it took a lot of effort to pull them out, and after a few steps like this, his feet froze.

She was a little embarrassed for a while, thinking to herself, it will snow in the capital every winter, I don't know if the current snow is as big as the Western Regions?

Fortunately, the people in the Zhanlin Pharmacy were safe, which made her breathe a sigh of relief, but those people who received people in winter and suffered a fire, can this cold winter pass smoothly?

She thought about the guilt and felt uncomfortable, and stopped, the old monk was still following behind with his bare feet, which had already been frozen.

She looked back: "Master." ”

"I want to ask, what if a person kills too much?"

The old monk's face was very calm, and he didn't seem surprised at all that she would ask such a question. There are thousands of pilgrims in Dayue Temple every year, and how many people with soft faces will ask such surprising questions, and the old monks have become accustomed to it.

"Amitabha, strange people do evil, different people suffer retribution, self-karma and self-reaping results, all sentient beings are the same."

It means that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the karmic results have been planted and cannot be stopped.

The wind was about to blow the umbrella over, and the snow fell on Lizhan's eyelids. She wiped her eyes, "What about almsgiving?" What kind of charity does Buddhism in the Western Regions prosper? Repair a Buddha statue, or ......"

She thought about it hard, and for a while she couldn't think of too many ways to give, in her previous life, she was born in a Jiangmen family, and her father and brother didn't believe in Buddhism, but when she was dealing with her friends, she heard them say something.

For example, use silk and golden sand to write Buddhist scriptures and take them to the temple to frame, or donate some money to repair the temple.

She stared at the monk with a pair of fox eyes, and her pupils were clear and clear, like two pools of spring water.

The monk stood with one hand on his chest, "Amitabha, there is no generosity, so that the blessings are boundless." ”

Unphased generosity is to donate when the heart has nothing to ask for.

Lizhan looked gloomy, and paused for a while.

"However, there are also benefactors who have committed sin to my Dayue Temple to give alms, the Celestial Maiden, please look there......" The old monk turned around and pointed to the gate of a temple.

The gate is high, more than two zhang, but the sky is not good, just look at it not far away, and you can't see which Buddha's golden body is sitting inside.

"Look down."

Lizhan's gaze slowly descended.

"The threshold of the gate is giving. The man who has committed iniquity shall buy a threshold to be installed in the temple, and in his place, let those who come every year to offer incense step on his head thousands of times, trample him to rot, and trample him to nothing. ”

Lizhan fixed his gaze on the most inconspicuous threshold, and the wooden edges were broken, revealing rough paths, which were incompatible with the golden and brilliant Buddha hall.

She was a little fascinated, and her eyes were a little empty.

"Master, I would like to ask you a question."

"Heavenly Maiden, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

"People, is there reincarnation?"

"The beings of the Three Realms, the six pleasures of reincarnation, like the wheel of fire, do not remember their past lives, so they are there and they are not."

"What if you can remember your past life?"

The old monk raised his head suddenly, with surprise in his eyes, and looked up and down.

"I met a man who was very similar to my old life, and even the moles on his body were exactly the same. But the deceased is dead, and I have not been able to speak to this stranger for a last time, and I cannot determine whether the two of them have any other connection. He is like his shadow! I want to ask, is there really a person in the world who is born like this? If they're exactly the same, what is that? ”

The old monk was still silent, but his expression became more and more moved!

Lizhan was a little anxious, she looked around and kept her voice low.

"I often dream of him, and I often dream of a monk, a monk without hands and feet. The monk always asked me to do the same thing in his dreams, saying that if I did it, I would be able to meet my old man. I ......"

"It is said that there are thoughts and dreams every day, I don't know if this is because I miss my old friend too much, or if there is really any arrangement in the dark. So I want to ask the master, is there reincarnation in this world, and if there are dead people, do they still have souls? ”

"Amitabha." The old monk closed his eyes that were so shocked that he couldn't be shocked anymore, and folded his hands, "Heavenly Maiden, the monk in your dream, no hands and no feet?" ”

"Yes. Is he the same monk who was persecuted to death in the Western Regions many years ago? ”

The old monk's face changed color, and his mouth was chanting a quick chant.

"Master, what is the explanation of this dream?"

He kept his eyes closed for a long time, and the snow fell on the top of his bare head, turning into water and trickling down his cheeks, and he slowly opened his eyes, which were red and red.

His lips twitched, "Don't speak." ”

"Can't be said?"

"Don't say." After he denied it again, he closed his lips tightly, not wanting to reveal a word.

Lizhan was even more terrifying in his heart, and the breath exhaled from his snort diffused in front of him like smoke, and everything was like a virtual realm.

It took her a long time to catch the breath in her chest, and she finally pulled out her boots from two deep pits in the snow.

"I still want to thank the master for this order. I'll go back first, the master doesn't have to send it again, and when I finish the threshold, I will carry it to the Dayue Temple, and I hope the master can help me find a replacement lobby, the best incense is stronger, and it is good to be trampled on often. ”