When the sun was about to set, we returned to the place where we lived, Lu Er still seemed to be a little disbelieving, and he always maintained a skeptical attitude.

We were in the room, and at this time, Xiao Si had already come out and stood next to me, at this time, Lu Er felt the coldness and shivered.

"What I said is true or false, you will know when you read it."

I said, looking at Xiao Si, he looked at Lu Er with joy, but Lu Er, who was born, has a very strong yang energy on his body, so Xiao Si can only stand far away, and the three fires on his shoulders are burning extremely vigorously, in this case, he can't see Xiao Si.

I had to walk over, smiled, and said to Lu Er, I need to do a little ritual or something, a black yin wind, overflowing my body, Lu Er couldn't see it, my yin wind began to blow on Lu Er's shoulders, three flames burning, Lu Er trembled violently, his eyes widened in surprise, and his whole body trembled.

Gradually, the flame on Lu Er's shoulder was extinguished, and in an instant, the room was filled with a large amount of yin qi, Lu Er covered his body, I immediately released the yin ghost, and she began to devour the yin qi that overflowed from Xiao Si's body, this thing will cause a certain amount of damage to Lu Er.

"Little Four ......"

Lu Er shouted in surprise, looking excited.

"Big brother."

Xiao Si floated over with a smile on his face, and then Lu Er stretched out his hand and passed through Xiao Si's body, he trembled with excitement, lit a cigarette, and after a long time, he calmed down a little.

"It's me who I'm sorry brothers."

Lu Er said, but Xiao Si shook his head.

"No, boss, it's those guys who are bad, I... Now that I've found a strong backer, he promised to help me, don't worry, boss. ”

I looked at Xiao Si, smiled, and didn't say anything more, and then I took the initiative to walk out of the room, the two of them, also need some space, I let the yin ghost in the room, and swallowed the yin qi in Xiao Si's body, naturally, to avoid hurting Lu Er.

They should have a lot to say, I went back to my room, out of Qiu Lin's body, I can't stay in his body all the time, but now that I think about it, it seems that there is still trouble waiting for me when I go back.

The only thing I need to think about now is how to enter the temple, and there is no phone in the temple, so I can't contact the monks inside.

I'm going to go directly to Putian Temple, take a look at the door, and try to break through, after all, the golden retriever is also there, I ask him, and he may tell me.

I got out of the hotel, floated directly up the mountain, and came to the door of Putian Temple, the golden retriever was still in the shape of a stone statue, I walked over, squatted in front of the golden retriever, and knocked on the stone statue, but there was no response.

"I'm not going to fall asleep."

I said, look around, raise my hands, I guess I just had that little strength, no, I was going to get a sledgehammer, wake him up, my hands, the evil qi was constantly condensing, turned into a sledgehammer, I picked up the hammer, towards the top of the golden retriever's head, smashed down.

There was a bang, then a creak, a clang, and the sledgehammer in my hand fell to the ground, and I looked at the stone statue of the golden retriever in amazement, and cracked, and then with a click, it shattered into several pieces, and I cried out in surprise and took several steps back.

I stood there in embarrassment, looking at the shattered golden retriever statue and looking around.

"With glue, it should be able to be glued."

I thought about it, and planned to go down the mountain to find some 502 glue, but at this moment, with a squeak, the originally tight temple gate opened.

"Amitabha, Master Zhang, family teacher, just got out of the customs, and I'm already waiting for you."

It was Master Jianyun, I smiled awkwardly, Master Jianyun also saw the broken stone statue at the door, and then he smiled kindly.

"Master Zhang, don't panic, this is just an ordinary stone, that guy with the golden retriever, has returned to the temple, it was he who informed us that you are here."

I let out a sigh and walked over, and at this time, I saw that there was no one in the monastery who was blinded by black lights.

"Oh, disciples, they're all over there in the Pure Heart Palace."

Master Jianyun pointed to the right side of the temple, I looked over, although it was not very obvious, there was indeed a little light, as soon as I entered the door of Putian Temple, I could see a huge stone wall, painted with a lot of Buddhas and fairies, there was a big Buddha character in the middle, a mural that looked magnificent, and in it, I saw the golden retriever.

Suddenly, the golden retriever's eyes moved, my eyes widened, and I wiped my eyes again, to make sure I was not mistaken, the golden retriever's eyes were indeed moving.

The architectural pattern of Putian Temple is to present a staircase to go up, there are three rows, most of the two sides are some Buddha halls, and the main hall, just above the place, on the left is the place where the guests who come to the temple rest, on the right, is the place where the monks rest, I followed Master Jianyun to the right.

After crossing a rustling bamboo path, I saw a two-story hut, on the second floor, with lights on, and the door on the first floor, open, with the words "Meditation House".

I walked over, Master Jianyun, and after making a Buddha salute, I said.

"The master is waiting for you above."

I nodded, and walked up quickly, and as soon as I went up, I saw a small table, Master Mingde was smiling, making tea, and in the room, the light was not too bright, only the place of the small table, lit with oil lamps.

"Master Mingde, I'm sorry it's so late."

"Don't get in the way, Master Zhang, please take a seat."

I nodded, sat cross-legged in front of Master Mingde, and I took a sip of his tea.

"How?"

I was surprised to find that this tea, even if I am a ghost, can be drunk, and it has a taste.

"It's a little bitter, but it's refreshing."

Then Master Mingde poured me a second cup of tea.

"How?"

After I drank it, Master Mingde asked again.

"It's still a little bitter, but it's not astringent, it's a little sweet."

Master Mingde nodded, went on to pour me a third cup of tea, made a gesture of please, and I drank it again.

"How?"

I looked at Master Mingde in some surprise, but nodded.

"It's very bitter, this cup, except for the bitter taste, there is nothing else."

"Amitabha, Zhang Shizhu, the so-called three sufferings, just like you drink tea, your various sorrows and persecution, all called suffering, so it is called bitterness, Zhang Shizhu, all the impermanence of the world, in fact, in vain, a person's heart determines your own changes."

I sighed, I don't understand what Master Mingde said.

"Master Zhang, old man, tell you a story."

Then Master Mingde began to talk about the fact that there was a farmer who saw that the harvest of other people's land was better than his own day by day, and he was very happy to farm every day.

But this farmer was distressed, obviously only separated by a ridge, why, his own land, the harvest is not as good as a year, and the same stream of water is used.

One year, when the weather was dry, everyone could not eat enough, and the farmer's land could no longer grow crops, but he strangely found that the farmer next to him still had surplus grain, and even distributed it to the people in the village.

Gradually, the troubles became more and more, and the farmer thought of a way to let the village manager change the two families, and he felt that it was the people of the next family who absorbed the nutrients in his field, so his own land could not grow good things.

When the drought passed, the farmer began to plant with joy, and sure enough, there was a good harvest, and he was surprised to find that the harvest of his original land was much better than his own.

A year or two passed, and it was the same as always, and the harvest of the land I changed was constantly decreasing.

The farmer's troubles became heavier and heavier, and he became suspicious, and then he spent some money to let the village steward exchange the land of the two families again.

The harvest was good again, and he was happy, but the farmer next to him, in the field, the harvest was not good, but with the change of seasons, the farmer's field was the same as before.

When the story was over, I looked at Master Mingde in amazement, not knowing what he wanted to say to me.

"At last, the farmer, because of this and that pressure, began to go insane, and in the drought he starved to death in his own home."

I swallowed, and Master Mingde took a sip of tea and smiled.

"There is nothing wrong with the land itself, and the farmer next to him has a very good attitude every day, so he works very hard, but this farmer, because he is suspicious, has a bad mentality, and he is powerless to do things, and he is always thinking about other things."

I let out a sigh and looked at Master Mingde with a sudden realization.

"Master Zhang, when you came up, I felt that your state of mind was very disordered, just like this farmer, you were trying your best to restrain yourself, but one day, these things that were suppressed for you would be released."

I nodded, indeed, I am in a very bad mood now, especially after the incident of Fang Datong, my state of mind was greatly stimulated, and I began to hate the people of the Eternal Life Society, and wanted to break them into pieces.

"Why do you think, why are you fighting, Lord Zhang?"

Master Mingde asked, and I looked at him earnestly.

"To live."

I said word by word, and Master Mingde nodded in satisfaction.

"To survive in this world is to live, Zhang Shizhu, how long have you not laughed, suffering and happiness, coexisting, Fang is alive, knowing the suffering of suffering, tasting the enjoyment of pleasure, at this point, you put the cart before the horse, Zhang Shizhu."

Master Mingde, who seemed to see through everything about me, always smiled kindly, and I nodded.