I saw that the eyes of the master of wine swallowing revealed sadness, and he took the wine gourd I handed over and drank it vigorously.

"I learned about it through Ouyang Meng, Qingyuan, in the mouth of my disciple."

Although I had thought before, perhaps, the family of the master of wine swallowing, and his disciples, were killed by the ghost and insect monks, but it seems that now all this has been confirmed, and from the melancholy on the face of the master of wine swallowing, I can see that he is very sad.

"Qingyuan, look at the words on the mountain wall around these four places."

After studying it carefully for a while, I remembered the passage I had just recited.

"It's the Jizo Sutra."

Swallowing the wine, he took another sip of wine.

I sighed, and looked at the Sanskrit text on these mountain walls in amazement, which turned out to be the Jizo Sutra.

The Master of Wine Swallowing looked extremely sad, and he kept drinking, but he didn't see the slightest drunkenness.

"I'm not drunk anymore, this wine, Qingyuan, I'm sorry, two years ago, I had something to do in the Breaking the Ring Sect, so I ......"

"It's okay, Master Swallow, I'm fine now."

Swallow looked into the distance and spoke.

This Jialan, a long time ago, before the hell was fully formed, already existed here, as if it was polished by some monk with his hands, little by little, over thousands of years.

I groaned and looked at the swallow in amazement.

"This is just a story that the master told me before, but I didn't expect it to be true, hehe."

As he swallowed the wine, the sadness in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

I heard Master Mingde say before that when the dust went crazy, slaughtered the monks, and defeated the Bodhisattva's mount, the Bodhisattva's mount, the Golden Retriever, those monks spared the dust, and it was the master of wine swallowing who carried him down the mountain, and it was the master of wine swallowing who took care of him.

"Do you want to listen? Clear source. ”

I nodded, and after taking a sip of the wine, the Master Swallower handed me the flask, and I drank it too.

"When I was four years old, there was a severe famine, drought for several years, and where we were, there was no harvest, and most of the people had already left, leaving only some people who were too hungry to move, and who were feeding on the roots and turf of the trees, and at that time, my father and mother were no longer there."

At that time, the swallowing of wine was about to die, but it was revived by the monk who passed by, and the monk was alone, pushing a cart full of grain, walking hundreds of kilometers, came here, distributed the food to everyone, and then brought some medicine to treat and recuperate for everyone, and the monk saved a lot of villagers.

This kind monk is the dust, the current ghost insect monk, who swallowed wine at that time, followed the dust and returned to Putian Temple.

Although the young swallowing wine didn't understand anything, he followed the dust all day long, and he only knew that he didn't have to starve if he followed the dust.

"At that time, I still remember that the first thing my master taught me was that there was no Amitabha Buddha in the south, because of famine, severe malnutrition, and when I was four years old, I still couldn't speak."

Swallowing wine and snorting, it seems that in his heart, recalling this past is very sour.

People often say that a good teacher teaches a good apprentice, and a good disciple educates a good teacher, and swallowing wine and dust, is such a master-apprentice relationship, when swallowing wine at the age of six, he became a monk in Putian Temple, became a little monk and nun, and followed the dust every day to chant the Buddha and clean the temple.

At that time, although he was only six years old, he was very good at learning the Buddhist scriptures, and he was very easy to teach, even more diligent and studious than some older disciples, and he was not dead and reciting the scriptures, and he often asked some questions that were more than six years old.

Lichen also patiently answered for him one by one, at that time, his uncle, Liyuan would also come over from time to time, and talk about the scriptures with Lichen, every time, swallowing wine was beside him, listening silently, very happy, and Liyuan also liked to swallow wine, and would teach him something from time to time.

The relationship between master and apprentice is like father and son, and like friends, there is no generation gap at all.

By the time he was 18 years old, his Buddhism was already very diligent, and he was already the best among all his peers in the monastery, and at this time, it was time for Master Jueyuan to choose the next heir of Putian Temple.

Swallowing wine very much hopes that his master can inherit the abbot of Putian Temple, because he knows that Uncle Shi is not interested in inheritance at all, but likes the mountain, those flower worlds, from time to time will go out and travel everywhere.

"At that time, I could see that the master was very concerned about being able to inherit the mantle of the master, and I was the same, but it was at that time that the relationship between the master and the uncle was a little estranged."

After that, just as I had heard, Lichen's heart gradually couldn't resist the darkness that overflowed, and his karma deepened day by day.

But then, the incident that shocked the art world broke out, and Dusty went mad and slaughtered more than two-thirds of the monks in the monastery, and thousands of lives died at his hands.

In the end, the miracle caused by the prayer given by the dust to the twelve high monks, the golden retriever that fell from the sky, was defeated, he was already affected by the injury of karma, and he was terminally ill, and those monks let him go.

"At that time, the master had already denied his six relatives, but he let me go, my senior brothers, have been killed by him, only me, the master just knocked me unconscious, his subordinates showed mercy, I woke up, looked at the master, all day in the Brahma Tower, suffering, so I knelt and begged those masters, let me take the master out, heal the wounds, they finally agreed."

In this way, swallowing wine with dust on his back, went down to Putian Temple, and began to look everywhere, a way to relieve the dust injury, he went down the mountain, and what he went to find was the Taoist people, went to the Daomen, but was greatly neglected, at that time, the art world, has all known about the huge disaster that happened in Putian Temple, for the coolest evil of the dust, no one is willing to lend a hand.

In desperation, he had to take his master to a secluded and quiet place to recuperate, but fortunately, at that time, in the ghost road, the appearance of the seven ghost venerables put everyone in the art world in danger, and some decent people naturally did not have the time to pay attention to their affairs.

Before, when carrying his master, he had been attacked, and some decent people, hearing about the catastrophe of Putian Temple, were extremely angry about the dust like slaughtering chickens and dogs, and exterminating human nature, and wanted to kill him quickly, but he swallowed wine and carried his master again and again, and escaped the pursuit.

When there was no way to retreat, at that time, the place where they were was found by some decent people in the art world, who wanted to kill them, swallowed wine and resisted to the death, in order to protect their master.

At the time of crisis, the senior brother who swallowed wine, when fate came, he repelled those decent people, and looked at his senior brother, dying, very sad.

"I remember that Uncle Shi once said that the master was no longer cured and was dying slowly, in order to alleviate the pain of the master, the uncle took us to the snowy mountains and asked me to take care of the master, while he went out to find a way to treat the master."

After that, just as I had heard, Lichen established the Breaking Sect and completely restrained his karmic wounds.

"Do you hate? Master of Swallowing. ”

I asked tentatively, after all, the master of wine swallowing can be said to be to his loved ones, harming his relatives, lovers, apprentices, and wives, I can fully think of the current master of wine swallowing, dilemma.

"Let's go, Qingyuan."

The Master Swallower said, standing up.

"Master ......"

I shouted, looking at the determined look of the master of wine swallowing, I knew very well what he wanted to do, and the best way might be to die with the ghost insect monk.

I followed the swallow, and he looked eager.

"Back then, the first head of Naluo, killed the Breaking Ring Sect, I only knew how to drink, I didn't know anything, and when I was sober again, I had already heard that the master was killed."

I've also heard about this matter, it's the ghost insect monk, the person who caught Naluo, and even the head of the house, all of them were arrested, and after Grandpa Cat knew, he was alone and destroyed the Broken Ring Sect.

"At that time, only my junior brother, the five aggregates, the Dharma name Ben Ying, and a few disciples under his sect were just survivors, you should have seen that my three teachers and nephews became the three poisons."

I nodded, Hatred, Greed, and Foolishness, three guys, I didn't have a good image of them, but anger.

"Qingyuan, you have to remember, my master, I want to skip reincarnation and complete the art of reincarnation."

I looked at him in amazement, he looked extremely distressed, but he gritted his teeth and said it.

The ghost insect monk, although he can eliminate the damage of karma, no matter what he says, he is a ghost, and he is a monk, all the power is completely unusable, the power of the Buddha, and his purpose is to complete the art of rebirth.

I don't know what this art of reincarnation is, but when I was in the Breaking Sect, the ghost insect monk once mentioned it to him separately that the art of reincarnation has something to do with the Jialan Mountain here, and it has to be here to be able to complete it.

"My master's physical body has been damaged because he has violated the law of cause and effect, and he cannot be reborn, and if he enters samsara, he will only suffer from hell, so he wants to be reborn."

Swallowing wine walked quickly, looking restless.

"Qingyuan, I will help you create opportunities, you take Zhang Hao, look for opportunities, how far you go, how far you run."

"No, Master Drinker."

I stopped, watched in silence, turned around, and swallowed my wine in surprise.