Dad didn't believe the Indian monk's words at that time, but at this moment, looking at the sleeping millet, looking at the jade bracelet on her wrist, looking at the candle flames jumping in the room and the shadows on the wall, Grandpa somewhat understood the monk's words.

Real life is sometimes so illusory.

While he was thinking about these ethereal things, Grandpa's eyes suddenly felt a white light flash in the water of the basin, like the moonlight passing from above.

Grandpa looked at the window, in order to prevent the cold dew from coming in, the window had already been closed, and it was impossible for the moonlight to leak in.

Could it be that there is an anomaly in the water? Daddy thought to himself.

So, Daddy moved his body to look at the basin.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, Daddy was startled. There is a world of reflection in the water of that basin! There are mountains, water, birds, and people.

Grandpa raised his head, the roof was still there, the beams were still there, and the bamboo slippers were still napping on the beams. The world in the water is not a reflection of this world.

Suddenly, a head poked out from the world over there. It was the face of Monk San'en.

Seeing his father's face, Monk San'en said unhurriedly, "I sensed your fear, so I came to see you." You've never been scared before. ”

Seeing that it was San'en Monk, Grandpa calmed down a lot and replied, "Yes, I have never been afraid, and this fear is not because I saw a terrifying scene or encountered any danger. My fear is that my current life is a dream and that when I wake up, there will be no more. ”

Monk San'en laughed, and the laughter was deafening. But such laughter did not wake up the millet on the bed and the bamboo slip on the beam.

"What are you laughing at?" Daddy asked.

"You've finally become a real person."

"I remember that I was a high monk in my previous life, and I hadn't become a real person at that time?" Daddy asked.

"Because you weren't afraid." Monk San'en clasped his hands together.

"You can't be called a real person without fear?"

"Amitabha, do you know why you can barely remember the events of your past lives? Even if there are so many opportunities to awaken your alayya, it doesn't make you remember your past life clearly? Your cultivation is far above the ninety-one long, and the ninety-one long can remember a hundred lifetimes or even more, but your alayya consciousness can't wake up no matter how much you call. ”

"I wish Master Wen for guidance."

"Because you had no love in your past life. Although your mana in your previous life was profound, your cultivation was exquisite, and gods and ghosts could not intrude, but you were like a thousand-year-old tree that covered the sky and the sun, like a solid rock that had passed through the waves and slapped trillions of times, like a majestic river that flowed through hundreds of rivers and crossed the continent for eternity. Although you were one of the sentient beings in your previous life, your state of mind is infinitely close to that of the ruthless beings. Why don't ruthless beings participate in the six realms? Because they have no feelings, no feelings, no need and desire to remember or forget, no desire to remember or the need to forget, no seed of memory, that is, no alayya. Because they don't have anything to remember, what's the use of alayya? What is the use of having alayas without remembering the desire? The difference between sentient beings and unsentient beings in their causes is between sentient beings and unrelenting beings, and the difference between the effects of being alayas and non-alayyas. ”

Grandpa said silently in his heart: "Love is Alayya? ”

Monk San'en heard the voice in his heart and said, "Yes, Alayya consciousness is actually love, and affection is Alayya consciousness. In your previous life, you had no emotion, your mind was indifferent, you were carefree, you didn't have the desire to remember, so your alayas in this life are nothing, just blank seeds. You didn't deliberately remember anything in your previous life, so it's hard to remember things in your past life in this life. You don't see, people who remember their past lives in this life have unforgettable memories in their previous lives, and unforgettable things in this life have unforgettable experiences in the past. It's all the same thing. ”

"But...... What does this feeling, this alayya, this memory of a past life have to do with fear? Daddy asked.

"Alayas arise only from sentient beings, and only sentient beings have fear." The monk San'en began to turn the Buddha beads in his hand, one by one, like the reincarnation of life.

"Only sentient beings have fear?"

Monk San'en laughed again, and after laughing, he sang a verse: "All love will be impermanent, and it will be rare for a long time." There are many fears in life, and life is in danger of morning dew. From love to worry, from love to fear, if separated from the lover, worry-free and fearless. "The singing method is simple and plain, it seems to be reading non-reading, it seems to be singing not singing, and there are ancient temple bells, and the aftermath is around the beam.

The sound of the words was still in my ears, but the San'en monk in the basin water had disappeared, and the mountains and rivers had also disappeared. The surface of the water is like a mirror, and in the mirror there is only your own blurred face.

"From love to worry, from love to fear,......" Grandpa muttered the words of Monk San'en, and looked back at the sleeping millet.

A smile appeared on the sleeping Xiaomi's face, like a calm water suddenly rippling due to the wind.

The next day, Daddy asked Xiaomi to stay in the room and cross out the names of the grievances that had disappeared last night from the records, so that they could be used again when they continued to collect grievances. When the grudge is summoned from the small porcelain vase, it is to call the name to which it was given. And the movements they threw out were all dispatched by Xiaomi with spells, which were eliminated by Mr. Bai and Mr. Night, and which ones still existed, Xiaomi remembered.

Daddy didn't summon them, so it wasn't clear which grievances were still there, which ones weren't there, and he couldn't help Xiaomi if he wanted to.

So, my father went out of the hotel alone and went to the Liu family's dog meat shop.

Helian Tian was overjoyed to see his grandfather coming, and hurriedly invited him to sit down in the hall last night.

He Liantian apologized to his grandfather: "Brother, my Mr. Bai and Mr. Ye killed your friend so much last night, I'm really sorry!" You must apologize to me when you go back today. ”

"No, no, it's just a misunderstanding." Daddy said.

"Brother came to me so early, what is there to ask?" Helian Tian asked.

Daddy did come early, there was not a single guest in the dog meat restaurant, and the restaurant was empty, completely different from the lively scene last night. It's only been one night, and the same place seems to be two worlds.

The diners are not so early, and the lively times are at dinner time.

"I want to hear about your past when you found Xu Ani." Daddy said.

"How could you be interested in such a thing? I thought you were going to ask your brother about it again. ”

Grandpa smiled: "Xu Ani is a person in the eighteenth year of the emperor's reign, more than 1,300 years ago. If you still remember her, it means that you are a sentient being. Grandpa's mind came to mind the appearance of San'en Monk in the basin last night.

"Sentient beings...... There is affection but is ruthlessly annoyed......" Helian Tian smiled bitterly.

"I've also looked for my Xu Ani." Daddy added.

"Oh?" Helian Tian looked at his grandfather in surprise, and seeing that his father didn't mean to joke, he nodded and continued, "Then did you find her?" ”

"It's the one who drove the resentment last night."

"I see! You're such a lucky man! Helian Tian showed envy.

Grandpa smiled helplessly and did not argue.

"Since you are a master of Xuanhuang Technique, and you have an experience similar to mine, then it is not abrupt for me to tell you about this past." Helian Tian drank a whole cup of tea in one go, and poured himself a full one.

After moistening his tongue, Helian Tian told him what had happened.

It turned out that he was Dugutuo who made the cat Gu thing all over the city 1,300 years ago, but he was not a thousand-year-old immortal who lived from that time to the present, but lived to the present through "soul grafting".

He said that his family began to raise cat ghosts before the Sui Dynasty, and it has been retained as a family secret to this day. The Sui and Tang dynasties hunted cats on a large scale twice, but they failed to interrupt and lose their family's secret techniques, but they were more hidden.

In his family, if someone dies, there must be someone who can raise a cat ghost waiting for the deceased. As soon as the deceased died, the people who raised the cat ghost drove the cat ghost to suck the deceased's last breath away.

Speaking of this, he stopped and asked his father, "Have you ever heard of 'Beating'?" You know the words of 'Beating' to understand why my people use cats to suck the last breath of the dead. ”

Grandpa nodded and said, "I've heard of it." After a person dies, there is a breath of bad gas that will block the throat, it is said to be green, but it is the poisonous gas accumulated in a person's life, this breath will float out at a specific hour, fall in a direction, stick to the flowers and plants, the flowers and plants will wither, stick to the person, the person will be seriously ill, and there is a danger of death. It's called a beating. The saying 'suffering' is borrowed from the proverb. ”

When Grandpa was in Thrush Village, someone asked him for help. The person who asked his father for help was Ma Jingang. Ma Jingang later gave birth to seven children, one of whom was mute, and the mute later became my mother's godfather, my "dumb grandfather". Ma Jingang's real name is not called this, due to the long time, his grandfather and mother don't remember what his real name is.

He was called Ma Jingang because he always carried coffins. In our local customs, the eight people who carry the coffin are called the Eight Vajra. While others carry the coffin because they are related to the deceased or occasionally help out, he makes a career out of it. The bereaved family is to give a certain reward to the person who carries the coffin, and also to send something to show gratitude and attention. At that time, there was no way to know what the bereaved family sent, but in the eighties and nineties, in addition to money, the bereaved family gave to the Eight King Kongs a good cigarette, a piece of soap, a towel, and a pair of yellow rubber shoes. In terms of the level of consumption at that time, these things should not be underestimated.

Ma Jingang carried the coffins for the bereaved to go for these things.

He carried the coffin countless times without incident, but once it went wrong. Once, when he carried the coffins of the bereaved families in another village, he began to feel sore, limp and weak when he came back, and he felt like eating dirt for anything.