When the felva was born, for those small animals to protect their homes, when the felva withered, it left an important material for countless people to make clothes, and throughout their lives, they were serving other creatures all the time, why can't such a felva be born outside this temple, why can't they listen to the teachings of the Buddha, why can't they become a holy object in people's hearts.

When I saw this plant in this temple again, my eyes lit up, and I felt a strong sense of intimacy. Perhaps my heart was surging at the time, and I lowered my body and tried to remove the leafy flax and look deeply. But nothing was found. Not to mention the figure of small animals, not even ordinary caves have been found.

So I was extremely surprised, because according to my years of experience, there should be at least a lot of animal nests behind such flax, and curiosity drove me to keep pushing away those flax. But after trying it many times, I was shocked to find that in the depths, there was nothing, nothing existed.

Until this time, I vaguely sensed a trace of uneasiness, because I found that not to mention small animals, in this temple, there was not even a single sound of cicadas chirping and insects, and outside the temple, it was completely different from here, and the world inside and outside the temple was completely as if it was isolated. Outside, everything was normal, but in this temple, it was deadly silent.

I tried to stand up and look at the collapsed hall around me, and found that the largest main hall was still dedicated to the Mahavira Hall dedicated to Shakyamuni, and the second largest hall was dedicated to the statue of Jizo King Bodhisattva, and the ashram here was supposed to be dedicated to Jizo King Bodhisattva.

So I walked to a collapsed courtyard wall, brushed away the dust on it, and found that on the top of the courtyard wall, there were lifelike pictures of the crucifixion of the eighteen layers of hell, not only that, but the moment I saw the image of the red-faced ghost, it seemed to see the ghost's body on the picture move, almost instantly, I got up, and jumped to the far place behind me, not only that, but the sweat droplets on my face began to drip uncontrollably.

"There are ghosts here......" This is my first feeling at this time, just now I am still wondering why in this ancient temple, why there is no anger, even the snakes, insects, rats and ants do not dare to nest here, it turns out that there is an extremely hateful aura here.

And this breath is extremely hidden, if you don't feel and observe it carefully, you can hardly detect the slightest.

This feeling is actually very familiar to me, that is the breath of the yin spirit, with a strong sense of disgust for the living, extremely repulsive to everything that represents life, and I can't wait to make it all the same as them, full of resentment, full of death, full of hatred for everything in the world.

And this is actually not the main reason why I feel afraid, the main reason is that the malice I feel at this time is coming from all directions and directions, after I touched the eighteen layers of hell crucifixion, the hidden malice around me seemed to completely explode in an instant, and the feeling of countless yin spirits staring at me made all the hairs on my body lose instantly.

Almost instinctively, I took off the Buddhist beads around my neck directly with both hands without seeing anything, and then recited the Diamond Sutra in my mouth, and then with the last sentence of the Enlightenment of the Buddha

It was only then that the strong malice that almost overwhelmed me finally dissipated rapidly, and I gasped for breath, but I did not dare to stay at the slightest moment, and finally when I vaguely felt that the malice came back again, I suddenly and completely rushed out of the temple gate.

It was like a lifetime away, and this was one of the few most dangerous situations I had walked out for so many years, and my previous recklessness had made me stand outside the mountain gate for a whole long time, and I had not completely recovered my senses, and I could feel that at the moment when I was about to leave, my surroundings had become completely black, and if I hadn't escaped completely, I am afraid that I would have been completely swallowed up by the darkness.

Afraid. Fear, and deep helplessness, I have never felt so much despair at the same time. At that moment, it was as if countless unjust souls were screaming frantically in my ears, recounting their resentment in life. You want to leave me behind completely.

If it weren't for the fact that I decisively threw away that treasure before, leaving some time for myself to react, I am afraid that I would have fallen on the ground in the temple forever.

Where would it be the eighteen-story hell crucifixion, under the temple whose shadow was hidden in the ruins, it was clearly an eighteen-story hell full of countless unjust souls.

Later, after recovering my strength, I deliberately circled around the temple, and was surprised to find that from the outside, I could not find anything unusual in the temple, and those shadows hidden in the shadows were like hunters who had been hiding in the dark corners, waiting for the prey to approach, waiting to enjoy the best food.

At this time, I couldn't help but remember what the master said to me, the master once stared at me blankly for a long time, and then sighed heavily, at that time I didn't know why the master looked at me like that, in that kind of eyes, I could clearly feel deep pity, sympathy, and reluctance...... At that time, I asked the master what was wrong, and the master smiled and shook his head, and his face gradually showed a lonely expression, and then he patted me on the shoulder, and asked me to promise him not to pick up the robe again after he returned to the world in this life.

But later, by mistake, I still failed to fulfill my master's instructions. It was only now that I vaguely remembered the profound look in my master's eyes at that time, and I understood what he was worried about.

I looked at the ancient temple behind me, turned around and took out the master's robe hidden deep in the backpack and put it on, the Buddha bead bracelet in my left hand, the wooden fish in my right hand, and then the ancient temple gate in front of me, laughed loudly: "The poor monk's law is invisible, and he came here to transform sentient beings, so as to make a remnant body, but he has a great wish in his heart...... No regrets ...... death"

At this time, whether it was intentional or unintentional without knowledge, a cool breeze blew out of the mountain gate...... It blew on the robe, but there was not the slightest chill......