Chapter 354: The Wicked Men of the Railway Killer Chapter Have Their Own Evil Spirits

Chapter 354: The Wicked Men of the Railway Killer Chapter Have Their Own Evil Spirits

"Born in heaven and earth, we should understand the benevolence of heaven and earth; Conceived in parents, they should feel the kindness of their parents; Growing up in the earthly world, and understanding the teachings of the world, how can you give up lightly and cut off your own vitality! ”

Listening to these familiar words, Lu Qiushi's heart churned.

This passage saved him twice, once after he committed suicide in his first year of high school, a monk in the ward who was injured by a car read to him, and since that time, his heart has become optimistic.

Another time was in Qingzhou City, in order to rescue Chen Mo and Shen Huimin from Yu Hui, he was confused by Yu Hui's nightmare and almost committed suicide, but it was because he recalled this passage that he got rid of the nightmare of the nightmare.

"You ......"

Huifa opened his eyes, looked at Lu Qiushi with a smile on his face, and said lightly: "Does Master Lu Shi think of the poor monk?" ”

"When I attempted suicide, the monk I met in the hospital was you? No wonder, no wonder I felt familiar at first sight. ”

Lu Qiushi withdrew his broken soul, walked to the monk's side, bowed deeply to Huifa, and said excitedly: "Master, thank you. Although I couldn't fully comprehend what you said to me back then, I have understood a lot over the years and benefited a lot. ”

Huifa, who had a peaceful face, waved his hand and said: "Master Lu Shi is not polite, it is the duty of Buddhist disciples to enlighten the world, and it is really an arrangement for the poor monk to meet the donor in the hospital back then. ”

"So you arranged for you and me to stay in the same ward?" Lu Qiu's heart was cold, he looked at Huifa in surprise, and wondered in his heart, could it be that he was targeted at that time?

"Master Lu is suspicious, the poor monk was indeed injured by a car before he met the donor."

Lu Qiushi didn't want to pursue these things, whether Huifa had the intention or no intention of staying in the same ward with him at that time, it couldn't change his current situation, he just wanted to learn more about his identity from Huifa's mouth.

"Master, can you tell me who I really am?"

"Aren't you Lu Qiushi?"

"Master, since you are Mingxin's uncle, you must know a lot of things, so I only said, am I alive or dead?"

"Amitabha," Hui Fa said to Lu Qiushi with his hands together and said to Lu Qiushi, "Lord Lu Shi, I don't know if you are dead or alive, but I know that if you continue to indulge in killing like this, your future fate will not be much better than that of the dead and alive in the 'Escape from the World'." ”

Lu Qiushi narrowed his eyes, the expression on his face returned to calm, and he looked at Huifa expressionlessly and said, "Do you want to persuade me to follow you from now on, what take refuge in Buddhism and serve the Buddha every day to chant sutras, so that you can spend your life safely?" ”

These words Lu Qiushi is too familiar, he has been asked to become a monk more than once, or a monk or a Taoist, Lu Qiushi didn't understand the words of those people at the beginning, but now he has a little understanding of his identity, and he also understands the purpose of those people.

Isn't it just to control yourself and detain yourself! Could it be that this Huifa monk is also making such calculations?

However, Hui Fa said: "Lord Lu Shi is not suitable for becoming a monk at this time, and when you complete the number of lives in this life, if you want to get rid of the troubles of the world, the poor monk is willing to shave for Lord Lu Shi." ”

"How many lives do I have in this life? What is that? ”

The first time Lu Qiushi heard this statement, he didn't understand Huifa's words, and he didn't know what connection the fate in Huifa's mouth was with the conspiracy he was in now.

"Amitabha, Master Lu, don't ask the poor monks. Either the poor monk doesn't know anything and can't tell you, or the poor monk knows and can't tell you, in short, the donor just needs to remember the poor monk's words. ”

Exactly the same refusal as Yu Hui Benxiao and others, Lu Qiushi also dispelled the idea of continuing to ask, he knew that such a person would not be able to ask the result no matter how much he asked.

However, he still wanted to know more about the side, and he asked, "Master, you came to me on purpose this time, right?" ”

"That's right," this time Huifa did not evade, and directly answered Lu Qiushi's question, "The main purpose of the poor monk's visit this time is to help Lu Shizhu exorcise the demons in his heart. ”

"Demons? You mean to stop me from killing this beard? ”

"Not only that, but during this period of time, Lord Lu Shi's killing heart has become heavier and heavier, and if it continues like this, I'm afraid Lord Lu Shi will lose his heart."

Lu Qiushi smiled disapprerovingly: "I have never killed people indiscriminately, everyone I kill is a damned person." The ghosts want to calculate me, the cultivators want to get rid of me, and now even these ordinary people are starting to trouble me, if I don't get rid of them, won't my life fall into endless troubles! ”

"Master Lu Shi, some things are destined by God, you are too attached to your own strength, and forcibly reversing the destiny of heaven will increase the calamity for yourself."

"Do you know what I've been through in the past two years! Endlessly being calculated and murdered, the people around me are in danger one by one because of me.

The girl I once loved, died because of me, and her soul was gone; The girl I love so much now, in order to prevent her from being implicated by me, I had to cheat to death and escape, and endure endless lovesickness. You say, if I had been stronger, would these things have happened? ”

"Amitabha, Lord Lu Shi is in the picture. No matter how much you want to reverse it through your own changes, in the end it will be empty, remember that keeping your heart is the foundation of your life. ”

Lu Qiushi was grateful to Huifa for enlightening him back then, but he didn't agree with Huifa's current words, he didn't want to argue with Huifa about such a meaningless topic, if he was so easy to obey the so-called Mandate of Heaven, he wouldn't have proclaimed himself Tutian.

He grabbed his beard's head and slammed it against the wall of the carriage, and he woke up.

"Let's go, let you go this time in front of this master, if you dare to trouble me again, I will definitely not let you go."

The beard looked at Lu Qiushi, then at Huifa, got up from the bunk, pushed open the sliding door of the box with his feet, and ran out with his drooping arms.

"Master, I bet with you, he will definitely bring someone back later, do you believe it or not?"

Huifa did not speak, but folded his hands again, closed his eyes, and began to recite the scriptures silently.

"Master, if he comes to trouble me again, what do you think I should do? Will they retaliate against me, or will they kill him and all the helpers he has found? ”

Huifa didn't seem to hear Lu Qiushi's words at this time, and just recited the scriptures silently.

"Master, do you know the news reported on the Internet more than ten days ago about a college student who committed suicide by jumping off a building in the waiting hall of the train station, you say, why did that college student commit suicide by jumping off a building?"

Lu Qiushi didn't care whether Huifa reacted or not, and said to himself: "Master, if the beard is really enough to bring people to trouble me, do you think I should kill the beard first just now, so that there will be only one person who dies, not several."

In fact, sometimes, killing is the simplest and most effective way to stop evil. ”

Huifa may have been tired of Lu Qiushi's endless nagging, he finally opened his eyes and said to Lu Qiushi: "That bearded beard just now is black, and he is destined to die today, you don't need to do it at all, you can't see him alive again." ”

Lu Qiushi was shocked when he heard this, he thought that Huifa was the kind of old monk who often saw on TV, but he didn't expect to say such a thing.

Before he could ask, his ghost bell rang, and a woman's scream came from outside the box: "Ah, there are ghosts! ”

Immediately after, all kinds of exclamations rang out.

"Ghosts are harming people!"

"Someone was killed!"

"Dead!"