Di Ming didn't know that he passed out after that glance, and when he woke up, he found himself lying on a hospital bed, and it was Zou Yu who was napping with his hand on the side of the bed.

Di Ming braced his hands hard and let half of his body sit up. He began to think carefully about the previous scene.

"Well, you're awake! It's just wonderful. The security team and I are worried to death, you have been in a coma for three days. Your company has called, and we have asked for your leave. No one else will contact you again.

The security team has a mission to attend, and he has been guarding you here for the past few days. I said what the hell is going on with you! How can this be the case with a good end? The doctor said that you were anemic and stressed too much to cause a coma. But this statement will not be believed by me and the security team. ”

Di Ming looked out the window, and after thinking about it, he decided to tell Zou Yu, after all, this is not a heavenly opportunity, it can only be regarded as a punishment.

"Remember the little boy in the main hall of the City God Temple? I whispered a few words in his ear and told him to do what I said, and then he could see his grandmother. The last shot I made on him was actually a temporary opening for him, and of course the time was set.

Originally, people die like lights out, and the living and the dead cannot intersect. Within forty-nine days of the deceased's death, Yin Si will arrange for the deceased to hold dreams, and if the deceased person is blessed, then there will still be a lot of dreams.

But there is a prerequisite for dreaming, and it's like data transfer. Both ends must be docked, only one end is willing, and the other end is not willing.

Probably because this old man is a person with great good fortune, Yin Si gave her an extra reward, and after her death, he directly extradited her to the lecture hall of Jizo Bodhisattva, which was six months, after all, she was a pious person, and we can't blame her for forgetting the time.

This is not when she is about to be reincarnated, she will linger around her beloved grandson with many regrets.

According to the Heavenly Dao, the fate of their ancestors and grandchildren in the earthly world has ended, and if I help them continue to the earthly fate again this time, it is tantamount to interfering with the Heavenly Dao, which will inevitably suffer the punishment of the Heavenly Dao. But fortunately, it is out of kindness that the punishment will be like this, and if there were evil thoughts, I think that a thunderbolt would have slashed me at that time, and it would have split me alive. ”

"I see, thank you for your hard work! Serving the name of the people and caring for the people is a good tradition and style, and we must continue to maintain it! Zou Yu said to Di Ming very happily.

"This, can you be more natural, we are not making a report now, and besides, your criminal police team does not need to make such a report!" Di Ming patted Zou Yu on the shoulder and said.

"Where are you going next? I'll drop you off when you go back. In this period of time together, Zou Yu seems to have regarded Di Ming as a friend.

"Well, we still rarely have a good relationship, it may not be good to see me, you are an errand in the yang world, I am an errand in the underworld, the two of us often meet together, can there be a good thing?"

Di Ming stared at Zou Yu after speaking, and Zou Yu also looked at Di Ming, and then the two laughed in unison.

After the discharge procedures were completed, Di Ming and Zou Yu came to the door of the hospital, and the two of them were silent for a while, and finally Zou Yu couldn't help but speak first: "I wish you the next thing to do smoothly, and you can call me at any time if you need help." ”

"Okay." Di Ming nodded at him.

After watching Zou Yu leave first, Di Ming turned around and looked at the gate of the hospital, his brows were furrowed very tightly, and there were unwillingness, doubts and worries in his eyes.

He shook his head, and with his backpack on his back, he stopped a taxi parked on the side of the road and hurried towards the train station.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that this Zou Yu was too unkind, let me call him if I had something, but I didn't even leave a phone number for myself, this habit of leaving scenes is not good!

This time Di Ming bought a high-speed rail ticket, and soon set foot on the boundary of Huashan City again, he went out of the train station non-stop, chartered a car, and rushed directly to Huashan.

When it is already the sunset of the West Mountain in Huashan, the gate of the scenic spot is about to stop selling tickets to the public. Di Ming was very experienced and first said a few words to the driver, paid one-third of the charter price, and then quickly ran to the ticket office to buy a ticket, and then entered the scenic spot and booked a room in the area where he stayed at the bottom of the mountain.

After doing this, he had another beautiful meal, and then took advantage of the night and the quiet atmosphere to walk alone towards the golden hall dedicated to Jizo Bodhisattva.

Step by step, step by step. Emperor Ming began to forget his troubles, forget the world, and returned to the basics to silently recite the name of Jizo Bodhisattva, and walked up with the heart of the Buddha very devoutly.

In the late autumn, in the mountains, the wind blowing with a chill, Emperor Ming knew that the door of this golden palace would not be opened, he did not come here to enter, but to be quiet.

The night is quiet, the moon is round, and the sky is clear. Since this is the top of the mountain, Di Ming feels that he is very close to the sky, very close to the Buddha, very close to himself.

There is a sense of tranquility and serenity that Emperor Ming likes. Before he became a salesman, he was a man of few words, and he still is.

It's just that due to the needs of his work, he has become able to speak, but being able to speak does not mean that he is willing to speak. He has seen good people and evil people. I've seen real people, and I've seen villains. With the expansion of his business, he sees more and more of the world's good and evil.

Now I have nostalgia for this job, but I also have hatred. Without this job, there will be problems in my life, and I will not improve so quickly, but because of this job, I often stir up my irritability, often force myself to do things I don't like, and I am not treated by the leader, and I am full of punching bag.

Di Ming smiled, laughed very naturally, smiled very innocently.

He stood up, walked down the stone steps, and walked slowly down the hill with a hint of understanding.

The next morning, Di Ming got up early, he had a simple breakfast, and before sunrise, he went to the Golden Temple again.

This time he was very fast, and when he reached the door of the Golden Temple, the gate of the Golden Temple had just opened.

He saluted the little monk and stepped into the golden hall.

After Di Ming looked up at the Bodhisattva's golden body for a while, he bowed down very sincerely and from the bottom of his heart, and after three bows, Di Ming stood up. Walked to the wall of scriptures in the golden hall.

This wall is engraved with the "Jizo Bodhisattva Sutra", a total of thirteen products, each product is written in detail, Emperor Ming read it carefully word by word.

After reading through it, Di Ming felt that his head was muddy, and his eyes were a little sour. He walked to the entrance of the attraction, rubbed his eyes, and looked into the distance for a while.

After some time, he walked up to the wall again and read the Jizo Honwansutra again. This time he watched a little slower, and when he finished reading, he didn't feel like he felt like last time, and the corners of his eyes ached, but he caught something, but he couldn't say it for a while.

He walked to the door again and looked into the distance. Regardless of the pilgrims or tourists who came in and out, there was only that scripture in his eyes.

It felt like it was almost over, and he walked up to the wall for the third time, took some of his thoughts and read it for the third time.

After reading it this time, Di Ming felt a clear heart, and his mind was also rippling, and many feelings were rushing in his mind.

He smiled, knowing that if he read it a few more times, he would find the real answer.

"This donor, it's about to close the door, please prepare it." The little novice was behind Di Ming, and he politely folded his hands and reminded him.

Strange to say, Di Ming was not frightened by this sudden sound. He thinks it's because his heart is not fortified here!

Di Ming turned around, bowed to the little novice, and then prepared to go out and go down the mountain, but when he had walked three steps, he stopped, turned to the little novice and asked, "Excuse me, can I take up your time and ask you a question?" ”

The little novice did not refuse, and nodded with a smile.

"May I ask the little master, do you have any own feelings about this scripture?" Di Ming asked very sincerely.

"Donor, you are asking the wrong person, you should ask yourself, what do you think of this scripture? I have heard Master say that the red dust is full of tribulations, and the unreal is always true. People in the world love to deceive themselves and do not believe in themselves. Dreams are beautiful, but people still have to live in reality.

When you ask me this question, you already have the answer, so why are you asking me for verification? ”

Di Ming was stunned, he found that Xiao Shami's reply was very Zen. Wasn't the first half of his words exactly what he thought, faced, and didn't want to admit as he sat down on the stone steps last night?

Isn't the second half of his words what he thinks and understands and wants to verify here and now?

Di Ming smiled again, this time he smiled at the relief of his past, he folded his hands and bowed deeply to the little novice in front of him.

When he raised his head again, he found that there was still the shadow of the little novice in front of him, and he was the only one left standing in this golden temple.

He understood, he quickly turned around, came to the Jizo Bodhisattva Treasure Minister, and said to the Bodhisattva with his hands folded: "Thank you Bodhisattva for your guidance, I know what to do, please rest assured." ”

After saying that, Di Ming bowed three times, and he walked out of the Golden Palace in the sunset, looking into the distance, the heart stone in his heart that had been suppressed for a period of time had a faint crack at this time, as long as he worked hard, this heart stone would definitely be broken by himself

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