This blood-colored world, as if he had seen it somewhere, Yun Tian didn't know when he was in this world again.

Is it a dream? Yuntian looked around blankly.

At this moment, an earth-shattering roar suddenly came from the depths of the blood.

This roar reached Yun Tian's ears, and he inexplicably knew a little bit of its meaning.

Wrath! Engulf!

A black behemoth gradually walked towards him, a pair of red purple eyes glinting in the blood mist.

"Ahh Yun Tian exclaimed in surprise, and was about to flee.

But his feet were like stepping on a pool of mud, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move, and the monster was getting closer and closer.

At this time, suddenly a familiar sound of music sounded in his ears, and Yun Tian suddenly heard that this was the daily wake-up bell, sat up from the bed suddenly, and woke up.

He gasped for air, drenched in sweat.

This situation Yun Tian has encountered many times, every time he is physically injured and his spirit is lax and sluggish, he will be invaded by this kind of thing, what is it? Legendary demons? Or something else? Unknown.

He couldn't tell whether the existence in his body was science or superstition.

At this time, he instinctively touched his chest, but he scratched the air.

I couldn't help but think of the old monk Jinghui who gave him the jade pendant back then, and it seemed that he had to visit again as soon as possible.

Early in the morning after dinner, when his parents went to work, Yuntian cheered up his broken bicycle that he hadn't ridden for a long time, and pedaled to the temple.

When he arrived at the temple gate, as soon as the gate opened, he leaned his broken bicycle against the wall and walked in quickly.

Most of the monks inside had just had breakfast, and they were all doing their own things, and Yun Tian turned around a few times inside, but he didn't see the old monk Huijing.

I walked into the Buddhist hall where I met last time and bowed under the statue of Guanyin.

As soon as he got up, he heard a light cough behind him, and a monk in his fifties walked in.

Because it was early and there were no other tourists, the monk smiled at Yuntian and walked over to the shrine and began to renew the incense.

Yun Tian thought about it, then stepped forward and asked, "Where is Master Jinghui?" ”

"Jinghui?! What do you ask him for? The monk was taken aback and asked.

"Oh, it's just that I was enlightened by his old man some time ago, and now I am still a little confused in my heart, so I came to visit again." Yuntian replied.

The monk's eyes changed, and he said in his heart: Jinghui, this old thing, still has repeat customers, but it's a pity that he is old, and he often goes out to eat and drink, and some time ago he accidentally fell and died of cerebral congestion. ”

Of course, the monk couldn't say that, and the monk suddenly looked full of grief, put his hands together and said, "Zen Master Jinghui has died of illness due to hard work. ”

"Ahh I don't know when. Yun Tian asked in surprise.

"This ...... Probably some time ago. ”

When Yun Tian heard this, he sat down on the futon and stayed there.

The monk observed from the sidelines and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This young man has room for deep excavation. ”

After a long time, Yun Tian wiped his eyes and stood up from the ground and said, "I don't know where Master Jinghui is buried, I want to go and pay my respects." ”

"Donor, please." When the monk heard this, he made a gesture of please.

Yuntian followed him and walked to the backyard of the temple, only to see a large room with many spirit tablets and urns enshrined.

The monk searched for a while, pointed to a spirit tablet, and said with a sad face: "It's here." ”

Yuntian walked closer and bent down to take a look, and sure enough, the word Huijing was written on it, but there were some discrepancies throughout the year, and he went to Beijing a few days ago.

When I thought of meeting the old monk Jinghui Buddha Hall, solving his doubts and giving him "Lingyu", I couldn't help but feel sad.

Yun Tian clasped his palms together, standing in front of the spirit card, his mouth was full of words, and he was so sincere that even the monks standing on the side were almost infected by it.

After that, the two walked out of the room, and the monk followed next to Yuntian, his eyes rolled and he sighed: "Master Jinghui had a lot of good karma during his lifetime, I don't know how he got acquainted with the donor?" ”

Yun Tian hesitated for a moment, cut out some things, and told the story of that day.

After hearing this, the monk suddenly exclaimed, "The benefactor is called Yuntian? ”

"How do you know this ......?" Yun Tian's face changed and he asked.

The monk was secretly happy in his heart, he had overheard Yun Tian mention his name when he prayed to Jinghui just now, and now it really came in handy.

Seeing that the other party had already taken the bait, he looked up to the sky and said with a long sigh: "Master Jinghui, the person you entrusted to me before you died has finally returned." ”

"This ...... What's going on? Yuntian asked anxiously.

The monk clasped his palms together and said profoundly, "Lord Yunshi, please come with me." ”

As the monk walked into the monastery's dormitory, the two entered the meditation room.

Yun Tian swept his eyes and saw that the furnishings inside were simple, not the same as the costume films he had seen, just an ordinary dormitory.

After the monk gave up his seat, he brewed a cup of tea with a disposable cup and handed it to him and said, "Master Yun, our small temple is shabby, please don't suggest it." ”

Seeing that Yun Tian nodded and didn't speak, just looked at him directly, he got up and rummaged through the cabinet, took out a red cloth bag, and spread it out on the table in front of Yun Tian when he came back.

"This is!?" Yun Tian's eyes changed.

I saw a jade Guanyin pendant wrapped in the cloth bag, which was the same as the one given to him by Jinghui before.

When the monk saw Yun Tian's expression, he said with a sad face: "The jade piece that Master Jinghui gave to Master Yun Shi at that time was left by his master, and because of the age, the Buddha's power is weak. One day, he suddenly felt that his limit was approaching, and when he returned to the light, he calculated that the jade pendant could not help the cloud benefactor get rid of the demons in his heart. So in the rest of the days, he blessed this piece of his portable jade pendant with his life's Buddha power and wishing power. Even when he was dying, Master Jinghui did not forget to entrust me and wait for the arrival of you, Master Yunshi! If it weren't for Lord Yun, Master Jinghui might have been able to live a little longer, but his old man was merciful and had already put his personal life and death out of the way. ”

"Actually...... And so it was. Yun Tian glanced at the jade piece on the table and slumped on the chair.

Seeing the other party's expression, the monk took the opportunity to recite the Buddhist scriptures.

For a moment, the whole room was really solemn.

After a long time, the monk stopped reciting and said, "Master Yunshi, what are you waiting for, could it be that you want to live up to Master Jinghui's painstaking efforts?" ”

When Yun Tian heard this, he woke up from his grief, and he carefully wrapped the red cloth in the jade pendant and put it in the inner pocket of his jacket.

Seeing this, the monk said in a loud voice with a relieved face: "Master Jinghui, your spirit in the sky can finally rest in peace." ”

The rest of the time is the time for the other party to play freely, if this person takes things and pretends to be stupid, he will have to open his mouth to ask for expression, if he is thick-skinned and continues to pretend to be stupid, he will sigh Jinghui's hard work, if it still doesn't work, then he has to give up, it will be regarded as a failure, and the cost must be only a few dozen yuan of inferior jade pieces and his own waste of saliva.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Yun Tian stand up from his seat and take out his wallet.

Seeing this, the monk hurriedly folded his hands and closed his eyes slightly to make a deep shape.

It was only when he heard the clouds calling him that he slowly opened his eyes.

"I don't know the master's number, you and Master Jinghui are like this for me, and I have nothing to repay, this is the money left over from my previous part-time job, please accept it." Yun Tian took out his wallet and took the money to the monk.

The monk opened his eyes, roughly glanced at the thickness of the money, and was very satisfied, but he didn't reach out to take it, but asked indifferently, "What does Master Yun mean by this?" Do you think that the old man is like this, for this thing outside the body? ”

As he spoke, he deliberately let go and pushed Yuntian's hand away.

Seeing this, Yun Tian hurriedly stuffed the money into the monk's hand and hurriedly said: "Master, don't think crookedly, I really can't repay you for the help you and Master Jinghui have given me, even if I donate this money to the temple, a little bit of effort, Master Jinghui's spiritual seat must also be enshrined here, please accept it." ”

Hearing this, the monk sighed and said reluctantly: "That's it, since Master Yun has worked hard, then I will take this heart." ”

After saying that, he held the money in his hand.

Yuntian looked at his phone and said, "Master, it's not too early, then I'll go back." ”

When the monk heard this, he hurriedly got up and said, "Master Yunshi, please go back, remember what Master Jinghui told you before his death, and remember to come to see his old man often." ”

When Yun Tian heard this, a trace of sadness appeared on his face, nodded and turned to leave.

When the people walked away, the monk was busy counting the money in his hand, and secretly said that Jinghui was afraid that he had also benefited from this kid, otherwise where would he get the money to drink.

I rejoiced in my heart, and I couldn't help singing: "Today is a good day, today is a good day...... ”

At this time, out of the temple Yuntian, solemnly touched the Guanyin jade pendant in the inner bag, and couldn't help but settle down, pedaled on the bicycle, and went home with confidence.

A few days later, Yuntian bought a thin cow tendon rope with elastic stretching from the Internet, put it on, put it on, and brought it back to his neck.

He secretly decided in his heart that this time he must not be lost again.