The lake was not big, at the speed of Artoria and Su Yuan, but in just one minute, they stepped on the lake water and landed on the island in the middle of the lake, and the island was surrounded by a faint white mist, mixed with a strong clean smell.

However, after Artoria and Su Yuan stepped onto the island with a strong repulsion and purification force, the white fog here was actually a little lighter, and the pressure on the two of them was also reduced a lot at the same time.

"What's going on?" Artoria was a little confused, isn't it reasonable to say that the center of the lake has the strongest repulsion?

"Because the people who arranged the enchantment felt that the enchantment alone couldn't help us, and coupled with your existence, they naturally wanted to see us." Su Yuan said casually.

"The Master of White Hearts is not dead yet?!"

Artoria spun around her mind and couldn't help but say with a little joy.

"Death is indeed not death...... Su Yuan looked at Artoria who was eagerly walking towards the center of the island, and the second half of the sentence was silently read in his heart, but now it is better to live than to die.

The two walked towards the center of the island, and along the way the white mist parted, revealing a path, and at the end of the road was a small temple, and the presence in the temple exuded a strong sense of presence.

Artoria paused, straightened her outfit, and opened her hand, the weapon of her own legend condensed appeared in her hand, the holy sword in the thick scabbard.

Avalon and the Sword of Oath Victory.

Holding the treasure that represented her glory and splendor, Artoria in armor walked step by step to the slightly dilapidated small temple, the blue and white dress wrapped around her petite body, but with the majesty of a king, the splendor and warmth of the sun between steps.

The pretty face is full of majesty and amiability, but the golden dull hair on the head is a little funny when it shakes.

Showing the king's side, Artoria and Su Yuan walked to the door of the small temple, the dilapidated wooden door was tightly closed, and the owner of it seemed to hesitate and seem to be expecting.

"Make merit with compassion, hesitate when the merit is complete, and then repent of your sins......" Su Yuan suddenly spoke softly, his words were like pity and chant, "Venerable Master Bai Xin, if you have a visitor, don't you receive it?" ”

The aura in the small temple fluctuated violently, and Artoria glanced at Su Yuan with a little puzzlement, a little unsure of the meaning of what Su Yuan said.

The next moment, a voice of vicissitudes and confusion came from the small temple. ad_250_left();

"Please come in......"

Crunch......

Like a strange sound of a dilapidated bellows roaring but only a small moan, the old door opened, revealing a small temple interior, where a figure sat quietly on a dusty wooden platform.

Dressed in a robe, his body looked like a dried corpse, his skin was grayish-brown and dead, covered with wrinkles like ditches, and a scarf-like triangular hat was worn on his head, and under the hat was a pair of dry eyes.

Su Yuan took a look at it and analyzed the state of the other party, it was not a dry and aging manifestation of the hidden energy of the body, but a dry and old age, this body had lost the concept of life, it was dead, and it existed by relying on the soul.

However, in this dried corpse or living bodhisattva, the powerful divine soul power was as dazzling as the sun, hooking the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, exuding an invisible threat.

"Are you...... A white-hearted master? ”

Artoria looked at the corpse-like thing, hesitated for a moment, and asked.

"That's right, I'm a white-hearted master." The dry corpse said in an old, tired voice, "Can you answer my doubts?" It doesn't matter who you are. ”

Doubt? Artoria was slightly stunned.

"Venerable Bai Xin, tell her your story, I believe that after listening to your story, she will be able to solve your doubts." Su Yuan said lightly.

Although she didn't understand a little, Artoria nodded seriously and said, "If there is anything that needs my help, I will do my best!" ”

After a moment of silence, the White Heart Master seemed to pause at Altoria's determined expression, and he slowly opened his mouth and told his story.

"Many years ago, I was a monk, doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, administering medicine to save people, in that era of famine, many people were in pain, in grief, for which I have no shirk responsibility."

"I've saved a lot of people, but I've exhausted myself, after all, I'm just a monk."

People are still human beings after all, even if they are strong, but their bodies are still fragile, but with the ability of the other party to be called a monk, they will be exhausted by saving people, and the number of people who want to save is definitely not as few as one hundred and eleven.

"You are a merciful man." Artoria couldn't help but show a little respect, for what the other party did and the personality.

"Hehe, maybe." The Venerable Master let out a dry and complicated laugh and continued, "At that time, I was about to die, and I was not afraid of death, but it was just the end of a life, the beginning of a life. ”

"I was lying in my hospital bed dying, and the people I had saved came to me praying and pleading, and they were a little panicked and scared that I would die and would no longer be able to help them."

Hearing this, Artoria was silent, while Su Yuan was expressionless.

"I wanted to do my last bit for these poor people, so I asked them to put me in a barrel and bury me in the ground, with only a hollow reed to breathe, and after I died, my body would become a living bodhisattva, sheltering them, and in order for those waiting outside to know of my death, I took a bell and shook it, and when the bell stopped, it was when I died."

Artoria's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"I was put in a barrel and buried in the ground, my eyes could not see the light, I fell into darkness, my tired and exhausted body was moaning, there was no water, there was no food, I held the bell and shook it gently, and the sound of the bell in my ears came to my ears, and the sound of those people on the ground praying in anticipation."

"They were waiting for me to die, they were expecting me to die, it was obvious, I was shaking the bell and listening to the prayers of those people who were expecting me to die, and there was darkness in front of me."

"I don't care about the exhaustion and thirst of my body, but when I fall into the darkness, I shake the bell and involuntarily fall into deep thought, is it worth it for myself? I've been saving people all my life, and in the end, everyone is looking forward to my death. ”

"Shaking the bell of life, the darkness in the depths of my heart, at that moment, I regretted it, and at that moment, the bell in my hand fell, stopped ringing, and the soul stayed in this dead body, watching those people dig out my body, one by one with joy and joy."

"I'm confused, I'm guilty, and it stands to reason that I should die firmly and unwaveringly, and die to help those people, but I finally regret it......"

"By merciful deeds, I have been clean all my life, except for sins at the last moment."

"Can you answer me what I did wrong?"

As the last confused question fell, the Venerable Master fell silent, quietly waiting for an answer.

Artoria frowned, not knowing how to answer, whose fault was it? Is the white-hearted Venerable Wrong? He spent his life saving people and selflessly gave everything to it, including his own life.

Is it the villagers' fault? They are like ants, in that era of famine, they can only survive and pin their hopes on others, is it wrong?

What is Justice? What is right or wrong? Is it a sin? What is Merit?

Artoria, who has always insisted on justice, suddenly did not know how to answer the confusion of the White Heart Master, but because of the White Heart Master's words, she was a little confused.

Justice? Your justice, my justice, the justice of the country, the justice of the nation, the justice of the world, what is justice?

"Teacher ......"

Glancing at the White Heart Venerable who was waiting for an answer, Artoria looked at Su Yuan with a somewhat confused and begging gaze.

"Artoria, do you remember what Qing Xing Lantern said?" Su Yuan said softly, "People can be saved, but it is more important to save people to save themselves." ”

"This is your war, Artoria, go as king......"

Su Yuan smiled at Artoria with an encouraging smile, "It is the hero who meets the standards of justice and morality of most people and contributes to it, and the one who is above the ordinary and changes the world with his own justice is the king." ”

Artoria nodded understandingly.

"It's up to you." Su Yuan said, and at the same time turned his head slightly, and glanced at the white mist behind him, a small boat leaned against the island in the middle of the lake, and the village chief was rushing over with a Zen staff.

"Artoria, the Venerable Master of the White Heart has done good deeds all his life, and in this red dust, he has crossed the world with compassion, but in the end he fell into confusion, and when he became a Buddha, he fell into confusion." Su Yuan looked at Artoria seriously, "Try it, see if you can save him." ”

If the Venerable Master has no regrets at the last moment, then he will be able to become a Buddha and sublimate his personality with the power of the mind, from a human being to a Buddha.

If in the previous era, when the Venerable Master Bai Xin had become a Buddha, he would have been able to ascend to the heavenly realm of this world, but now the heavenly realm is dead, and the reincarnation of the underworld is broken......

Unraveling the confusion is the moment when the Venerable Master of the White Heart truly passes away, but for the Venerable Master of the White Heart, the darkness and confusion in his heart are more painful than the death.

“…… A compassionate person should not be lost in the dark. ”

Artoria said softly but firmly, and walked towards the dilapidated temple, towards the Venerable Master.

People, others will be grateful and loved for their goodness, and others will be taken for granted if they are as good as ever.

The occasional laziness of a good person is unforgivable, and the occasional diligence of a bad person is the turning back of a prodigal son.

Complex human ......

Su Yuan shook his head, and his figure slowly dissipated at the door of the temple, and came hundreds of meters away, looking at the village chief who was holding a Zen staff and panting with an expressionless face.

“——！”

The moment he saw Su Yuan, the village chief stopped, his pupils shrank, the other party actually found this island?

"After enjoying the protection of others for so many years, it is time to let others be freed, right?"

Su Yuan asked lightly, but he didn't listen to what the other party said, raised his hand and pressed it in the air, and the village chief was directly pressed on the ground of the island by an invisible but heavy force and couldn't move.

"If you still have the slightest gratitude."