Chapter 90: The Wooden Box
Ye Feng didn't respond to Xu Yun, but stared at the host tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Isn't there any other way for the master?" ”
"Amitabha, everything in the world has a fixed number." The host folds his hands and recites the Buddha's name.
"What do you mean?"
The Buddhist language is too profound, Ye Feng can't understand it at all, and he can't understand it.
"Master Ye, you should understand that there is no cause without a cause in the world, and there is no effect without a cause."
Ye Feng muttered this, a glimmer of realization seemed to flash in his mind, and he wondered: "What the master means is that if you want to solve the trouble in front of you, you must start from the root. ”
"Huh." The host smiled indifferently: "A big tree, even if you cut it off, it won't be long before it will still take root again, because its roots are still there." In order to uproot a tree, its roots must be removed. ”
Hearing these words, Ye Feng seemed to understand a little, his meaning was very simple, if you want to lift the curse, you have to find the root of the curse, as long as you find the root of the curse, you can prescribe the right medicine.
But what is the root of the curse?
I thought that according to Yin Shi, I could find a way to break the curse by coming to the ancient Buddha Temple, but who would have thought that it would be a vain joy.
"Lord Ye." The host's words came slowly, as if ringing in the ears, and lingered for a long time: "Actually, the root has appeared, but you don't care. ”
"The root has appeared?"
Ye Feng's heart was shocked, and he said in shock: "Master, what do you mean to ......"
"Amitabha, the secret of heaven must not be revealed."
Ye Feng lowered his head, carefully pondering what the host said, and suddenly, as if he realized something, he raised his head to look at the host, and his handsome face was full of shock.
After a while.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, as if he was easing the information in his mind, and after absorbing it, he opened his eyes, spit out the stuffiness in his heart, and immediately bowed to the host, and said respectfully: "Thank you Master for your guidance." ”
"It seems that Master Ye has come to his senses."
"Yes."
After a conversation with the host, Ye Feng finally discovered the problem he had been ignoring, that is, ten years ago. When he was in the library at that time, he found a book that recorded something about what happened ten years ago, and when he thought of that incident, Ye Feng had a faint guess. If that incident really has some connection with Feng Xiaoxiao's death five years ago, then the missing student may not be an accident, and may even be the source of all this curse.
He had a feeling that something terrible must have happened ten years ago, otherwise he wouldn't have lost a class.
Ye Feng and the host were communicating with each other.
But on the side Xu Yun, Meng Yaofei and the others were at a loss, what the two said, Xu Yun and the others didn't understand a word, what everything in the world has a fixed number, what has cause and effect, what is the root of the curse, it is completely incomprehensible.
In everyone's eyes, the Buddha is generally extremely mysterious and solemn, and there are very few people in the world who really understand the Buddha. There are a lot of Buddhist scriptures in their university library, but because the Buddhist language is so obscure, basically few people will take the initiative to borrow Buddhist scriptures to read them.
"By the way, there is something I would like to ask the master, I wonder if the master can answer it for me."
"The old man knows what Ye Shi is asking." The host seemed to know the question Ye Feng was going to ask, took his words, and said with a smile: "Do you want to ask why Lao Wei knows your name and why he knows that you are here?" ”
Ye Feng didn't have any surprise about the host's question, nodded, and said puzzledly: "It's strange, it's obviously the first time I've come, but the master gives me a feeling of déjà vu, even this ancient Buddhist temple reveals a familiar atmosphere, and the first thing you said when you saw us made me feel as if I had been here before." ”
The host smiled and said nothing, and did not answer the question, but changed the topic and said, "So what does Master Ye Shi want to know?" ”
Ye Feng shook his head and was silent, he didn't know it himself, anyway, the feeling of déjà vu was very strong, especially when facing the host in front of him, so that he wondered if he had amnesia, he had been to the ancient Buddhist temple before the amnesia, so he had this special feeling?
As soon as such an idea came out, Ye Feng was killed, as long as he had happened since he was a child, he remembered everything, and there was no loss of memory at all.
But if there is no amnesia, how can the special feeling be explained?
Ignorance.
"Master Ye, please wait a moment."
Without waiting for Ye Feng to respond, the host suddenly walked towards the back wing.
Others didn't understand what exactly the moderator was going to do.
Soon.
The host came back, and when he came back, he also had an extra box of wooden boxes in his hand, which looked very old, as if it had been sealed for a long time, and there were two traces of knife cuts on it.
Everyone was quite puzzled, and before they could ask, the host handed the wooden box to Ye Feng's hand, and said with a mysterious face: "There is the answer you need in it." ”
"Answer?"
The doubts in Ye Feng's heart became even stronger, and he was stopped by the host just when he wanted to open it: "Let's open it after we go down the mountain." ”
"Why?"
The host didn't speak, just smiled, then sat back on the futon, closed his eyes, turned the beads, and recited the scriptures.
Ye Feng looked at the wooden box in his hand, and then at the host who was sitting cross-legged, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but finally stopped talking, and the doubts in his heart not only did not decrease, but increased.
At this time, the door was opened, and the little monk from before walked in again, folded his hands, bowed to Ye Feng and the others, and said, "Amitabha, Lord Ye, it's noon, please go down the mountain quickly, so as not to delay the hour." ”
Ye Feng looked at the time, and sure enough, he found that it was almost twelve o'clock, thinking of what the little monk said, for some reason, he had a bad premonition, he didn't say much mystery, just nodded and said, "Disturb." ”
After speaking, he turned around and left with Xu Yun and the others.
Passing through the courtyard, one monk after another ran past them, looking in a hurry, and their expressions were full of solemnity and piety.
Looking at their departing backs, a trace of surprise flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and immediately, he shook his head and walked out of the ancient Buddhist temple.
Not long after they left, the dilapidated and decadent ancient Buddhist temple unexpectedly disappeared to the top of the mountain.
That's right.
It's to disappear.
Disappearing without a trace, as if it had never appeared, it is very strange and mysterious.