"Can't let go of ......"

Hug Xuanzi and looked at Nan Huaiyi behind the sloppy celestial.

Nan Huaiyi held a pink paper umbrella in his hand.

The paper umbrella was folded, and she stood obediently behind the sloppy celestial, completely like a docile wife.

Hug Xuanzi and look at the sloppy celestials.

It's no different from when he met the sloppy man more than a decade ago.

is still dressed in rags, sloppy and sloppy.

Like homeless people and beggars on the streets.

There is no trace of heavenly spirit at all.

To some extent, it can be said that it is the eyes of a dog that sees the world blindly.

Looking at such a sloppy celestial, Hug Xuanzi let out a long sigh.

With the ability of sloppy celestials, if you want to become an immortal, I am afraid that it is very simple.

But because of his wife Nan Huaiyi, he died in the world and did not leave.

It's just that even if he goes on like this, he wants to wait for the opportunity to become an immortal with his wife Nan Huaiyi, but where to find such an opportunity?

What's more, the current Nan Huaiyi is just a remnant soul.

If you want to become an immortal against the sky, it is impossible to do it.

seemed to understand the idea of hugging Xuanzi, and the sloppy celestial smiled slightly,

"It really wasn't possible. ”

"Now, though, there's some eyebrows. ”

Hearing the sloppy words, Hug Xuanzi was stunned for a moment.

"All beings are of one mind?"

"This ...... Is it really possible?"

"Of course it's possible. ”

"It's a very small hope, but it's real, and there's a glimmer of possibility. ”

The sloppy celestial said.

His words fell, and Huxuanzi nodded.

"That old Taoist only wants to meet Daoyou and his wife in the coming day, above the clouds of heaven. ”

Then he made another gesture towards the sloppy celestial and Nan Huaiyi, and then his figure turned into a fairy light and floated up.

Ascension to heaven.

......

"Tick~"

"Tick~"

The voice of the heart motor rang regularly.

Accompanied by the sound of the heart motor, the rest is the gurgling sound of the oxygen tube bubbling.

In addition, on the hospital bed, the patient was lying stunned.

Motionless.

There was no more sound or movement.

Inside the quiet room, the windows were open.

Integrity in early summer.

A cool breeze blew in.

With a slight coolness.

Suddenly, accompanied by the sound of birds chirping, a sparrow flapped its wings and landed on the balcony.

After the sparrow landed on the balcony, its light paws jumped, and from time to time pecked twice at the balcony, although in fact there was nothing on the balcony.

But it looks very smart.

After bouncing twice on the balcony, the sparrow, as if consciously bored, flapped its wings and flew away again.

A breeze blows.

Blow the curtains.

And at this time, with this breeze, the figure lying motionless on the hospital bed in a daze finally opened his eyes with a little difficulty.

A blinding light shone into his eyes, and all he could see was a white expanse, and he involuntarily closed his eyes again.

It was a long time before he slowly opened his eyes again.

Then he stared blankly at the pure white ceiling of the ward, breathing in the familiar but unfamiliar smell of disinfectant water, and an idea inexplicably rose in his mind.

"Here...... Where is it?"

He struggled to turn his head.

But the muscles in his neck were stiff and numb, like wood, and he couldn't turn his head at all.

You can only roll your eyes and try to see as much as possible.

"This is the ...... of the hospital"

An inexplicable thought rose from my mind.

He couldn't help but think again,

"Who am I?"

This thought fell, and in my mind, it seemed to open the door to memory, and countless pictures kept emerging.

I saw and killed my ex-girlfriend in the rental room.

Split the corpse of the enemy.

Then he committed suicide by jumping into the river.

Then travel to another world.

Abandoned as an orphan since childhood.

He was then adopted by a monk.

Slowly repent and seek Buddha, and then set up a desire to purify the common people.

In the end, because of the good thoughts in his heart, he became a Buddha.

At this moment, even the scene of Buddhahood, he can clearly remember it in his mind.

In the gate of heaven, the light of the Buddha shines.

Guided by the majestic and divine immeasurable light, he seemed to ascend into an immense, unimaginable world, in which the heavens were full of gods and Buddhas.

One after another.

One exudes, more majestic than the other.

Among these gods and Buddhas, the greatest is the Buddha of Nan Wu Zhan Tan Merit.

But right here, the picture came to an abrupt end.

Recalling the memories in his mind, he froze.

After a long time, after the memory in my mind calmed down, another thought rose from my mind.

"Dreams?"

Or ......"

Thinking so, he closed his eyes.

Silent in my heart,

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south. ”

However, the Buddha horn fell, and no miracles appeared.

There is no Buddha light.

There is no Buddha rhyme.

Nothing.

The Dharma he had comprehended and the Dharma he had practiced seemed to be just a dream and a bubble.

"Really, is it just a dream?"

"Then why am I here?"

He stared at the ceiling in a daze.

But in his heart, he was not lost.

And not depressed.

There was no panic or fear.

His state of mind is very peaceful.

Whatever it is, it's not a dream.

His current mood has matured because of all kinds of experiences and realizations.

In this way, no matter what kind of situation he encounters, he can stick to his heart.

"Amitabha. ”

Hui Jue silently read in his heart.

Immediately, he struggled, turning his neck.

After a long time of his efforts, his neck could finally start to turn slightly.

At this time, he tried to look at the whole room.

This is a single room.

And looking at the layout in the ward, it seems to be quite warm.

At this moment, he was indeed able to confirm his situation.

He does seem to be in the hospital.

It's just that why he is here, and what is the identity of the owner of this identity.

He really doesn't know.

In his previous life, he did commit suicide by throwing himself into the lake.

Even if someone rescues you.

With his status as a poor bastard and a murderer, he is afraid that he will not be able to live in such a ward.

Most of the hospitals hastily rescued him, then cut off his treatment and let him go on the road.

Could it be another crossing?

Or, or something else?

His mind struggled to remember.

I want to ring, what happened to me after I became a Buddha?

It's a pity, no matter how hard he tries, he recalls.

He can even remember all the situations and pictures when he became a Buddha, but unfortunately, none of these pictures seem to have anything to do with his current situation.