My head hurts, and as soon as I use the evil qi, I find that my head hurts incomparably, and I screamed, and at this time, Fuyuan came over.

"Amitabha, donor, let the old man consider it for you."

As I spoke, a hand pressed towards me, and suddenly, I immediately raised my hand with a reflex, and a stream of evil qi overflowed, but the evil qi that had just appeared, in an instant, disappeared, I shouted in pain, and a soft white light appeared in Fuyuan's hand.

I whimpered, but strangely, the pain in my body, under this white light, gradually disappeared, and I stared quietly at the old monk, who was very strong, the only thing I knew.

After a while, the old monk was in meditation, completely ignoring me, I was already a lot more comfortable, stood up, walked out, suddenly, I found, in the distance, there is a backward waterfall, at first, I thought I was wrong, but indeed, a waterfall with white flowers, in the reverse flow.

And it will be night, under the cold moonlight, I saw this temple, the area is very small, there is only a large hall, a firewood house, and behind the temple, there is a mountain forest, and a field, just on the left side of the temple, and behind the field, there are several small tile houses, the layout of the temple is also extremely simple.

I walked a few steps, and for a moment, I was stunned, this temple is on a cliff, and below, I don't know how high, I can't see the bottom at a glance, it's all here, and there is some fog, surrounded by clouds.

I can't fly, I can only wait, the recovery of the body, I sat on the steps of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, looking into the distance, looking at it with a distracted look, I am now and Zhang Qingyuan in the Yang world, are already two completely different existences.

"Amitabha, Master Zhang."

I turned my head away, looking at Fuyuan with blood-red eyes.

"I don't know if Zhang Shizhu has something on his mind, it can be said that with Lao Gan, Lao Gao may be able to solve problems for Zhang Shizhu."

I didn't say anything, just quietly looked at the sky in the distance, and in my heart, my thoughts were extremely complicated.

"Master Zhang's state of mind is like a waterfall rushing up over there, flowing day and night, without stopping at all."

"I don't know what you're talking about, old monk, what do you mean by saying that this place doesn't belong anywhere, time, space?"

"The old man is shallow, since he stayed in this Luoyin Temple and became the host, it has been thousands of years, and he has never gone out, and only the guys from the outside world can come in, and the old man can't go out, donor, you can recuperate with peace of mind, when the injury is healed, the old man will naturally send you out."

I sighed, this old monk of Fuyuan didn't seem to have any malicious intent, so I didn't think much about it, I recovered from my injuries and went out to talk about it.

"Master Zhang, there is a source word in your name and in Lao Gao's Dharma name, so we met again by chance."

"You brought me here."

Fuyuan shook his head and nodded again.

"Objections say yes, differing doctrines are not, Amitabha."

"Can you speak more clearly? I don't understand. ”

After replying, Fuyuan laughed and sat down next to me.

"In the dream, Lao Qu felt that there was an extremely unusual force, in the Yang world, woke up, so he used a dream to carry out a Yang world, looking for the way of the existence of this power, as well as the people who existed, but after looking for a long time, I didn't find it, until, Zhang Shizhu, you appeared in the Yang world, Lao Qu found you."

At first, I thought that the yang world that Fuyuan was talking about also included the location of the ghost mound.

"I locked it up for the people of the ghost mound, so naturally you can't find it, that place shouldn't be in the Yang world."

"Amitabha, I see, it's for the people of the ghost mound to be locked up."

I looked at the waterfall in the distance, the waterfall going upstream, in my heart, I couldn't help but feel a sourness, I don't know why, my tears flowed out, alone, it turned out to be such a painful thing, and next, the road to be taken, is even longer, and on this road, there is no end in sight, and behind him, there is no one guy.

"Master Zhang, your state of mind is desolate, there is no need to increase sadness, people come to this world, they are alone, and when they die, they are also alone, Lao Wei is here alone, and he has been here for so many years."

I wiped away my tears and looked at Fuyuan quietly, he smiled kindly, I didn't say anything, lowered my head, and then leaned back in the afternoon, leaned on the steps, and looked at the stars in the sky, but at this time, I found a problem.

What about the moon? In the sky, no matter how much I searched, I couldn't find the moon, but only the stars, twinkling stars, shining.

"Where's the moon?"

I couldn't help but ask, and Fuyuan shook his head.

"The old man has never seen the moon since he took over this Falling Hidden Temple."

It's really weird here, there's a soft aura all around, and I can't even feel the earth's breath or anything else.

"Master Zhang, what are your plans next, why don't you talk to Lao Wei?"

I clenched my fists, and then looked at Fuyuan.

"I'm going to put an end to both men and ghosts."

Fuyuan laughed, and then looked at me, I was a little unhappy.

"Amitabha, don't blame Zhang Shizhu, Lao Wei doesn't mean anything else, just listen to Zhang Shizhu say this, I think it's funny, and there is no mockery, what Zhang Shizhu said, Lao Gao knows very well, can do it, after all, your power, born out, is extremely unusual."

I looked at my hands and asked.

"Old monk, since you are not mocking me, is my approach really correct?"

I was a little confused, but at this moment, the smile on Fuyuan's face disappeared, and he looked at the muddy waterfall, and then asked.

"Master Zhang, do you think the waterfall is correct?"

I groaned, then shook my head.

"The waterfall should be flowing downwards."

I said a word, but Fuyuan laughed and laughed again.

"Amitabha, Master Zhang, that waterfall is different from the waterfall you have seen in the world, and you deny him, just like you asked yourself, whether I am doing this correctly or not."

Fuyuan said, stood up, and then slowly walked towards the edge of the cliff, I followed quickly, I always felt that my thoughts were a little lighter, and I gradually gave Fuyuan words attracted.

Halfway up the mountain, on the edge of the misty cliff, Fuyuan sat down cross-legged and pointed to the waterfall in the distance.

"Does this waterfall exist? Master Zhang, can you see it? ”

I nodded, and Fuyuan smiled.

"Existence is correct, everything in this world, existence, has its roots, has its reason, Zhang Shizhu, you don't have to stir your thoughts into a ball of cotton."

In my heart, vaguely, there was a warm current, filling my chest, I nodded, and tears overflowed again in the corners of my eyes, and at this time, in my mind, scenes of images were transmitted, it was Zhang Qingyuan and Lan Ruoxi, who were together again.

A smile appeared at the corner of my mouth.

"His existence has his reason, and my existence, does it have my reason?"

"Amitabha, Master Zhang, the old man can resolve some troubles for you, a destined person, and I think it is also a merit."

I looked at Fuyuan a little embarrassed, then lowered my head and said.

"Thank you, Master Fuyuan."

At this moment, I heard a noise in the misty mountains, like the sound of stones rolling down, and then a shout came, and I was startled.

"Someone's down there?"

Fuyuan shook his head.

"Master Zhang, the old man has not gone down, but below, there will be some noises from time to time, so the old man does not dare to conclude, if there is someone, then that person will naturally come up on which day, if there is no one, then it may be a ghost, and the old man does not know."

I sighed, but I was sure that the cry, which only came from humans or ghosts, sounded miserable.

I continued to watch, and at this time, Fuyuan stood up.

"The old man is going to sleep, Master Zhang, it's already time at this time, let's rest quickly."

I sighed, looking at Fuyuan, I didn't feel tired at all, and I didn't want to sleep, I hadn't fallen asleep for a long time recently.

"Come on, Master Zhang, let the old man make your bed."

I sighed and followed, and Fuyuan led me to the left side of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, behind the vegetable garden, the leftmost of the three rooms, and he carefully spread the quilt.

"Master, ghosts don't sleep."

I said something, but Fuyuan shook his head.

"Amitabha, Master Zhang, then may I ask you, will the night fall?"

I blinked, not understanding at all what Fuyuan was talking about, and he smiled slightly.

"Go to sleep, Master Zhang, it's late at night."

With a squeak, Fuyuan closed the door, I had to reluctantly, lying on the bed that had been made, but tossing and turning, I couldn't sleep, obviously if I was a human being, it was such a quiet and surprisingly strange night, and I felt that this place was very good, and I should be able to fall asleep easily.

But now I'm a ghost, I raised my hand, trying to release the evil qi, but as soon as I released a handful of evil qi from my hair, my whole body, as if burned, rolled on the bed in pain.

There was a roar in the mountains below the fog, and I immediately got up, walked out, and ran towards it, this time, I was convinced that the guys below the mountains were either humans or ghosts.

"Is there anyone down there?"

I shouted loudly, and a cool breeze blew through, and at this time, the fog gradually dissipated.