Chapter 104: Departure
"Release."
I stared blankly at Shi Xing, who was sitting on the ground, and opened my mouth to comfort him.
However, Shi Xing didn't pay attention to me, he just shook his head silently, and then hugged his godmother and sang in a low voice.
"There is only a mother in the world, and a mother's child is like a treasure, thrown into the arms of his mother, happy." Singing this, Shi Xing's voice choked up again: "Happiness is indispensable." β
I stood still, silently listening to this well-known song, but my heart was filled with a sense of silence.
After singing a song, Shi Xing raised his head and smiled at me reluctantly: "Yuanhua, please go and pack my mother's luggage and bring it over, okay?" β
"Packing?" I frowned and asked Shi Xing, "What are you going to do?" β
Shi Xing didn't answer me, just looked at me silently and didn't say a word.
"Okay, I'll clean up." I really couldn't bear to see the eyes of Shakshakti, how desperate those eyes were, from Shakti's eyes, I only saw dead silence, and I didn't see any hope at all.
I turned and walked back to the courtyard, only to find that the courtyard was in shambles, with dark red blood covering the entire courtyard, and in the middle of the courtyard there was a man lying motionless.
I walked up quickly, leaned up and glanced at the person lying on the ground, it turned out to be Wang Fuquan. His entire neck was torn, the blood in it had already coagulated, and his eyes were wide, as if he was unwilling to die like this.
"You said you." I whispered to Wang Fuquan on the ground: "If you don't move the grave, you are still your big boss and live freely." It's okay now, don't talk about your own death, but also pull in the master and godmother! β
If I count it as my former self, I will definitely grab everything I can afford and smash it hard at Wang Fuquan, who has been dead for a long time, this kind of person is really hateful!
But after communicating with Yang Jian last night, I realized that if there is any problem, you must first find the reason in yourself, don't blame others for everything, and the behavior of shirking responsibility is really naΓ―ve.
"So that's what Bao'er told me." I touched the necklace on my neck: "No wonder I don't grow up, a man can't even bear the most basic responsibilities, so what kind of man is it?" β
I stood up and said to Wang Fuquan on the ground: "You have done so many sins, and now you have retribution, I hope that in the next life, you will not be like this life again." β
No matter what the person in front of him did when he was alive, now that he is dead, there is no need to pursue him for those grievances and grievances, after all, the dead are greater.
I don't know why, when I turned to leave, I suddenly hugged my fist at Wang Fuquan on the ground: "Taiyi Xunsheng saves the suffering Tianzun." β
Maybe I saw my past in this Wang Fuquan, and maybe Wang Fuquan in front of me reminded me that no matter how much power you have, as long as you do it, it will be empty in the end.
God is very fair, you killed Mr. Yin and Yang who looked at Feng Shui, and in the end you will also be killed by the zombies that ran out of the Feng Shui dilemma, the cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is unhappy.
Some people think that they have done evil things and have not been punished accordingly, but they don't know that God sees everything you do every day, just like the old man often says.
It's not that you don't report it, the time has not come.
I don't know when, I actually walked into the Mahavira Hall, and as soon as I entered the gate, I saw Master Shakya leaning on the edge of the offering table.
There was a trace of worry on his face, there was a blood mark on the corner of his mouth, and his two arms had long since disappeared.
I solemnly bowed to the kind master in front of me, no matter what, he is indeed a good master, he is worthy of the word Buddhism, from beginning to end, he has done a great job.
Maybe before the master died, he was still very worried about the release, right? I'm worried about how Shi Xing will live in the future, I'm worried about whether Shi Xing will be discovered by the Corpse King, and I'm worried about whether Shi Xing's death will do something stupid.
Now many so-called masters are good at verbal kung fu, and they fool people in a set, but if they really face something desperate like the corpse king, they know that they will die, how many masters dare to rush forward?
Thinking of this, I bowed to Master Shiye again, these years, there are many people who shout that they are disciples of Buddhism, but there may only be so many people who can really do the eight words of skipping lunch and sacrificing their lives for righteousness.
When I looked up, I glanced at the Buddha statue in the Mahavira Hall.
The Buddha in front of him is still pinching flowers and smiling, as if everything that happens in front of him has nothing to do with him, the Buddha is still a Buddha, as kind as ever.
Wrong! I reached out and rubbed my eyes, looked carefully at the eyes of the Buddha statue, and suddenly found that there were two very clear tear stains under the eyes of the Buddha statue!
I was stunned! Looking at the Buddha in front of me again, I suddenly felt that his smile was not the kind of light smile, but more like a bitter smile with more than enough heart and insufficient strength.
I went crazy and went around the entire Mahavira Temple, Guanyin, Manjushri, Puxian, the dragon and the tiger, and even the Maitreya Buddha who kept smiling at any time, there were obvious tears on the face of each Buddha!
What the hell happened last night? Even the Buddha who has no desires and no desires will shed tears over this! What did Master Shakti do to save us?
All this has become a mystery with the departure of the master.
Compared to other so-called 'scientific proofs', I prefer to believe that the Buddha could not bear to let his disciples pass away like this, but for some reason, the Buddha could not help the Buddha and could only watch the master being killed by the corpse king.
The most painful thing in the world is that you have the power to change all this, but you can't help.
The wasabi that was originally for Buddhism dissipated in an instant because of everything in front of him.
No matter what Buddhism is like now, at least they still have people like Buddha Buddha, people who are really compassionate and compassionate, just like Taoism, just like Master.
"It's true that one life for one life is true, but he is my apprentice, and I can't watch him die!"
Master's words came to my mind, although the two great powers usually could not show their concern for their apprentices, but when the apprentices were faced with the choice of life and death, the two masters of different religions chose the same path.
Perhaps, this is the real way, not to mention the big one, at least when his apprentice is in danger, no matter whether he will break the rules or not, he still has to desperately save his apprentice, no matter whether he goes to the eighteenth layer of hell to suffer after death, he is still unwilling to let his apprentice suffer a little threat.
Generation after generation has deeply engraved this kind of thinking in the hearts of every Xuanmen disciple, perhaps this is called inheritance.
"I don't know if Shi Xing and I will be other people's masters in the future, and we will be willing to sacrifice everything for our apprentices like the older generation."
I sighed and didn't dare to stay in this hall full of sorrow any longer, so I let the Buddha and the Buddhas be quiet for a while, and no one wanted to disturb them, no one dared to disturb them.
I thought about pressing a big mountain in my heart, sullenly, I didn't want to say anything, I just silently packed up everything for my godmother, turned around and went back to the backyard of the temple.
"You're here?"
When I got back to the backyard, I found him grabbing a shovel and digging hard next to his father's grave.
"My mother misses my dad so much, she will definitely ask me to bury them together and come and help me."
I gently put down my luggage, went to my room and found a shovel, and followed Shi Xing to dig up.
I dug and dug and suddenly stopped: "Release line." β
"Huh?"
"Your master, him." I didn't dare to tell him that his master was gone, and I was afraid that he would not be able to accept all this and would collapse.
Shi Xing nodded lightly: "I know." β
"You know?" My voice trembled a little: "You." β
Shi Xing listened, he grabbed the shovel in his hand and looked at me quietly: "Last night, when I saw the corpse king grabbing Master's arm, I understood that Master was gone." β
I didn't know how to comfort him, I thought a lot of things in my heart, but when I came to my mouth, I couldn't spit out a word.
Shi Xing suddenly looked up at the sky: "I thought a lot last night, and I understood what Master said I was missing." β
"What is it?" I asked cautiously, for fear of touching the forbidden area in Shi Xing's heart again.
"It's parting." Shi Xing pursed his lips at him: "I have never experienced the life and death of the people around me, so naturally I can't understand what the master said about goodness. β
Seeing that I didn't speak, Shi Xing began to talk to himself.
"If I hadn't experienced this incident, I would have been naΓ―ve enough to think that Master and Mother would have been by my side all the time, and I would never grow up."
"Don't you hate the sons of the royal family?" As soon as I said this, I regretted it, because the corpse king is also Wang Fuquan's father, and I am afraid that Shi Xing will go crazy.
"Hate?" Shi Xing in front of him shook his head lightly and asked me softly, "What's the use of hate?" β
I didn't know how to answer Shi Xing for a while, so I could only smack at him a few times.
"If hatred can bring my mother and Master back to life, I would be willing to suffer even if I go to the Infernal Hell, but they have already left and gone to the Western Elysium. Besides, the source of this matter has left, no matter how much I hate it, what can I do? β
Shi Xing slowly raised his head and looked at the sky, and I followed him to the sky, a ray of sunlight pierced the dark clouds of last night, and the warm sunlight began to shine on the earth.
"Look." Shi Xing pointed to the sky: "No matter how thick the dark clouds were last night, as soon as the sky dawns, the sun will still shine down." β
Yes, no matter how much dark past we have experienced before, as long as we don't give up, one day, the sun will pierce the darkness and make us feel hope and warmth again.
"Master said that if he leaves one day, he will ask me to cremate him and then put his ashes in my prayer room, so that he can monitor whether I am doing my homework seriously every day."
The sun was scattered on Shi Xing's face, and I suddenly felt that the second goods in front of me had grown up overnight after experiencing last night's baptism, and the whole person gave me a very peaceful feeling.
"I've understood my mission, but what about you?"
Shi Xing turned his head to me and asked, seeing that I couldn't answer, he smiled lightly: "You will understand one day, now, let's dig the soil." β
"Hmm!" I nodded heavily.
The sun shone on both of us, as if to melt the sadness in our hearts.
Later, I cremated Master Shakya with him, and as Master Shakti had instructed him, we put his ashes in a jar, and the jar was inside the house of Shakti.
I stayed in the temple for a week, during which I went down the mountain to find Wang Fuguo once, when he learned the news that Wang Fuquan and Wang Fugui had died, he was very distressed, and then Wang Fuguo came to the temple and brought back the ashes of Wang Fuquan and his father, and heard that the three of them were buried together.
When I presided over the funeral for Wang Fuguo, I heard the common people say that Wang Fuquan and Wang Fugui actually made a will, and if they died, all their property would be transferred to Wang Fuguo.
At the cemetery, I asked the three of them to put away the bag of grain, and Wang Fuquan and Wang Fugui handed over the grain to Wang Fuguo for safekeeping, but I didn't expect that all their property really went to Wang Fuguo.
During the break of the funeral, I asked Wang Fuguo what he planned to do with this huge sum of money.
Wang Fuguo smiled at me: "My eldest brother, third brother and father have done enough sins, I plan to use this money to build a nursing home and Hope Primary School, which can be regarded as atonement for their sins." β
Later, I was dragged by Wang Fuguo to become the honorary principal of Hope Primary School, and Shi Xing, as the moral teacher of Hope Primary School, according to Wang Fuquan's words, hopes that we will teach children more about the retribution of good and evil, so that they will not do wrong things when they grow up.
A week later, I was driven back by Shi Xing, and before I was taken away, I asked him, "Aren't you going to go down the mountain with me to do something?" β
Shi Xing smiled at me very indifferently: "No, I will stay here to take care of the temple left by the master, and besides, I went down the mountain to understand what goodness is, you can go, and when you are free in the future, take Mo Shuang back to see me." β
Walking down the mountain, I looked back, Shi Xing was still standing at the entrance of the temple, the evening sun shining on him, giving people an endless sense of loneliness.
"Farewell, brother." I bowed deeply to the temple: "Farewell, godmother. β