"Get out!

"I'm real! Adversary, don't you try to deceive me!"

The old man's eyes were round and dripping with blood and tears.

That look, as if the eyes were split, sad and indignant!

"Well, I ask you, do you remember your name?"

The rising Buddha light bloomed, and the circles of golden light spread out like a halo, accompanied by Sanskrit chanting, and the sacred breath continued to spill out.

Sitting upright on the stone altar, he looked down at the old man and said in a voice of compassion and sympathy.

"My name is ......!"

The old man raised his head, looked directly at the golden Buddha on the stone altar with hatred, and said angrily.

But his words, halfway through, came to an abrupt end.

"My name is ......!"

His expression was a little anxious.

"My name is ......!"

He wanted to say his name, but his mind was blank, and he couldn't remember his name.

In an anxious mood, beads of sweat came out of the old man's face.

His hands were shaking.

I kept thinking hard and wanted to call my name.

The name that could have been blurted out.

But he couldn't think of anything.

"Can't remember for a while?"

The Golden Buddha spoke.

He seemed to give the old man an explanation.

"Then let me ask you again, since you love your family so much, do you remember, what is the name of your wife?"

The Golden Buddha asked again.

His Buddha eyes were lowered, looking at the old man, his eyes were full of compassion.

Looking at the old man's helpless and panicked expression, he not only did not seem to have the slightest annoyance, but there was only sadness and sympathy in his eyes.

Just like just now, the old man didn't think much about it, and said,

"Her name is ......!"

It's a pity that when his words came to his lips, they were still stuck as just now.

He doesn't remember.

My mind went blank.

Looking at the old man's appearance, the golden Buddha shed tears of compassion.

He then continued,

"Your wife, called Lu Qiaorong, is yes or no?"

Hearing the three words Lu Qiaorong.

It was like a bolt of lightning striking the old man, his body trembled, but his face showed a look of ecstasy!

"Yes, Lu Qiaorong! It's called Lu Qiaorong! I remember!"

He said in ecstasy.

With the sound of this name, a lot of pictures seemed to emerge in his originally blank mind.

"Qiao Rong!"

"Qiao Rong!"

In his head, many familiar voices could sound, calling the name.

But abruptly.

His expression froze.

He saw it in his mind.

In his hand, he was holding a knife, which was covered with blood, and in front of him, a familiar woman fell to the ground.

Blood flowed from beneath her.

She twitched.

"Damn stinky pussy!Why aren't you dead?!"

In the picture of memory, I saw my face and shouted fiercely.

With a knife in his hand, he stabbed the woman hard.

Until the woman's body, no longer moving.

"Ahh

The old man looked at his hands, trembling constantly, his eyes widened, and there was only horror in his eyes.

He couldn't believe that such a memory existed in his mind.

I have committed such a crime myself.

"It's a memory image in the midst of your countless scattered thoughts. ”

Or rather, it was the past possessed by a man named Zhu Bing. ”

"He was fond of gambling and lost all his wealth, and his wife was kind and persuasive, but he was killed by him. ”

"After he was captured by the government, I reduced him, and his soul has become one with me, and he has entered the bliss, but in his soul, some extreme remnants remained. ”

As he said this, tears streaming down his face.

Golden teardrops slid down his face until they fell, dripping onto the stone altar of the earth.

Unbelievably, the tears of the Buddha fell, and on the stone altar, white and sacred lotus flowers bloomed.

"This body of yours now. ”

"His name is Kong Yiji, and he is an old boy. ”

"His family is in the middle of the road, so he is single-minded and wants to gain fame. ”

It's a pity that he has worked hard all his life, and he didn't even win a show, but he was crazy every day, complaining about the sky, and when he was old, he went to someone's house to steal, and after someone broke a leg, he was sent to the government. ”

"The government sentenced him to imprisonment, and he should have died in prison, but I tempered him. ”

The words of the Golden Buddha rang out again.

These words reached the old man's ears, and his body trembled.

In his mind, a lot of pictures unconsciously appeared.

He was hung and beaten for stealing Ding Ju's property.

The scene of that night reappeared before his eyes like a nightmare.

His body trembled.

It seems to be reminiscent of that time.

I recall the terrible pain when the stick fell on my body.

"I ...... No...... Yes!"

He trembled, wailed, and fell to his knees.

His old hands were on the ground.

Tears kept pouring out.

But at this moment, he didn't understand that what the Golden Buddha said was not wrong.

Where was he sucked away by the Golden Buddha's life and spirit.

He's so old in the first place.

Or rather, he didn't exist at all.

"Uhh

The old man wailed.

He clutched his head again.

He trembled helplessly.

But the body began to collapse little by little.

The shattered bodies fell one by one.

He reached out, trying to grab the fragments of his body.

But where can I catch it?

Before his hand could touch the fragments, the whole thing shattered.

Then the whole person collapsed and turned into dust.

Gone.

His decaying body and his broken soul, or rather the aggregate of distractions that served as souls, crumbled.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust. ”

"It's good to be scattered, it's okay to be scattered. ”

The golden body read silently.

Then from his body, the sprinkled Buddha light paved down and fell on many believers.

Immediately, from the bodies of these believers, one after another phantoms rose.

Inside these phantoms, there are many pictures reflected.

From their birth, starting a family, getting married, giving birth to children, the pictures of their lives seem to be contained in this small shadow.

This is their soul.

The soul that carries their lives and memories.

If you lose your soul, the rest of you are just a living exorcist.

These souls rose one by one and merged into the body of the Buddha of Immeasurable Light. Become little by little, the point of light on the body of the Buddha of Immeasurable Light.

Adorned with the golden body of the Buddha of Immeasurable Light.

Everyone in the world is suffering, birth, old age, sickness, death, love and parting, resentment and hatred, and the five yin are blazing.

In the rolling six realms, wandering and struggling, there is no liberation.

The Buddha of Immeasurable Light is willing to let these souls merge into himself.

Let their minds, their consciousness, everything be integrated into themselves, and with their own brilliance, let all people become a part of themselves, and reach the state of immeasurable light and liberation.