The abbot told Gu Yexi a story that was not recorded in history.

"The patriarch was not originally a disciple of Buddhism, but an incident happened in his middle age that made him determined to devote himself to Buddhism."

"The donor has yin and yang eyes, and he knows the existence of some ghosts and spirits in this world, and the ancestor used to be a monk who took it as his mission to kill demons. He was extremely gifted, and he was fortunate enough to learn the supreme exercises, and he was so powerful that he once thought that all of his beings would be in the company of demons, until one day he met a woman he fell in love with. ”

The abbot took another sip of tea, chuckled and said, "The ancestor is also a man of temperament." ”

Gu Yexi didn't quite understand why the abbot would give him a story of the wind and snow, but out of politeness, he still listened carefully.

"For hundreds of years, this story and this string of Buddhist beads have been passed down by successive abbots, and it is inevitable that there will be errors." The abbot spoke calmly, and he summoned the little novice and whispered something in his ear.

The novice nodded and ran towards the inner sanctum.

Gu Yexi also picked up the teacup and waited patiently for the abbot's words.

The novice soon returned, still holding a box in his arms.

From Gu Yexi's eyes, the material of this box is obviously the same as the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and it must also be a magic weapon.

The abbot took the box and put it on the stone table, opened it carefully, and took out a silk silk from it and unfolded it.

"This is a painting by the patriarch himself."

The light silk is well preserved, and even if you don't touch it with your hands, you can imagine how smooth this silk is from its fine material, but this is not what surprised Gu Yexi. From the moment the abbot unfolded the silk and put it in front of him, a trace of unconcealable horror appeared on Gu Yexi's face!

It's a lifelike portrait of a painting.

The woman in the painting is hard to take your eyes off it. Although he still looks very young and a little young, he has already shown a charming posture. She was dressed in a delicate and elegant dress, and she was standing in a pavilion stroking the piano without powder. And the most impressive thing is that this woman's eyes are as clear and moving as if they gather all the beauty in heaven and earth.

Stunning beauty.

What really made Gu Yexi feel unbelievable was that this girl was clearly the ghost he saw at the gate of No. 2 Middle School yesterday, the shadow that had appeared in his dream for several years!

"This is..."Gu Yexi looked up at the abbot with a little eagerness on his face.

"This is the woman who made the ancestor fall in love at first sight, and it is said that she is the daughter of a court official." The abbot said, "Although the patriarch often came into contact with princes, generals, and nobles, in fact he did not like these nobles who were above the top. Until one day he saw this young lady and heard her clear and clean sound. ”

Remembering the expression on the master's face when he talked about this paragraph that night, a trace of nostalgia flashed on the abbot's face.

The patriarch did not get acquainted with this woman, but tapped on the side and learned the identity of this woman from the mouths of others. She was the first beauty who was famous and talented at that time, and she was also the prospective princess who made a marriage contract with the crown prince of the current dynasty. Knowing that he was in love with a person he couldn't love, the patriarch was bitter in his heart, and he was glad that he had no contact with this woman, and chose to go away to continue his obligation to subdue demons and eliminate demons until the prince's wedding. But when he felt that he could finally face the fact that this woman had married and returned to the capital, what he heard was the bad news that this woman had died. ”

The abbot stopped when he said this, looked at Gu Yexi, who had reached out and grabbed the clothes on his chest, and sighed with a painful face.

"This woman was a three-foot white silk hanged herself

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Dramatically, her soul has become a resentful spirit, a ghost that the ancestor has been exceeding, exterminating. ”

Gu Yexi felt that his breathing was about to stop, he felt his heart being torn apart with every breath, looking at the eyes of the woman in the silk painting on the stone table, he almost wasted all his strength to calm himself down.

The vision was slightly blurred.

The abbot's voice was neither sad nor joyful.

"The resentful spirit dwells in a bronze mirror, and it does not kill anyone, but it scares the souls of those who look in this mirror. The patriarch was desperate to find that he really couldn't break up this woman's soul, but he didn't have the ability to overpower her resentment. The patriarch finally chose to engrave a soul-calming spell on the bronze mirror, imprisoning the woman's soul in the mirror. ”

Bronze mirrors?

Gu Yexi remembered the huge carved dresser in his bedroom, and the edge of the bronze mirror on it was engraved with characters similar to this string of Buddhist beads!

"Division... After that, the patriarch became a monk and devoted himself to cultivation, never asking about Hongchen affairs. ”

Gu Yexi regained his sanity long after the abbot's words fell. Although he didn't know why the abbot was able to tell the story of hundreds of years ago so clearly and completely, he was still moved by this story, and even had a feeling of being in it.

He thought, Master Qingshi probably chose to become a monk because he couldn't let go of that woman and hated himself for not having the strength to surpass her.

It's just why does this woman appear in his dreams, and why does it make his heart hurt so much every time he sees her?

The abbot didn't speak again, but picked up the teacup and slowly tasted the tea that had cooled down.

Gu Yexi raised her own questions.

"Don't say." The abbot put down the teacup with a smile and said lightly. It was the same as the old abbot's look ten years ago.

"These things will be given to the donor." He refolded the silk cloth and put it in the box and pushed it in front of Gu Yexi.

"No, there is still this Buddha bead..."Hearing about the value of this Buddha bead, Gu Yexi stretched out his hand and was about to take it back, but was stopped by the abbot.

"The item should be given to the destined person, and the things sent by the family teacher naturally have his reason, and the donor can accept it with peace of mind." The abbot clasped his hands together and nodded at Gu Yexi, "Amitabha, the reincarnation of cause and effect is determined by heaven, and some of the things that the donor encounters have their own reasons, and whether it is fate or calamity depends on the donor himself." ”

Finally, he glanced at Gu Yexi with a smile, and the abbot walked towards the main hall.

Leaving Gu Yexi to sit alone in this pavilion, he looked at the box left by the abbot and was stunned for a while, then carefully looked around the small pavilion that was exactly the same as in the painting, picked up the teacup and drank the tea that was a little bitter because it was cold, carefully picked up the box and walked into the drizzle, and walked down the mountain.

The abbot stood in the hall and watched the destined person slowly walk out of the bluestone temple, closed his eyes and sighed.

"Amitabha, Master, I wonder if you have ever let it go?" He muttered.

Bluestone, Qingyun.

The beads were originally Master's own belongings, and it was his freedom to give them to whomever he wanted. Being able to give this thing to that person means that the master has finally let go?

Remembering the last words left by the master before his death, the abbot sighed, sat cross-legged on the futon, knocked on the wooden fish, and chanted the scriptures softly.

On that day, the master, whose brilliance had faded in his eyes, finally said, "Don't let me remember the past again in the next life..."