The fifteenth day of the second lunar month.

Flower Dynasty Festival.

The birthday of a hundred flowers is a good day, and it is not half of the spring of the flower day.

Thousands of purples and thousands of reds are draped in splendor, and Shang Lao is embellished with the god of flowers.

The Flower Dynasty Festival is also known as the Flower God Festival, commonly known as the Flower God's birthday and the birthday of the Hundred Flowers.

In ancient times, the Flower Dynasty Festival was one of the important traditional festivals in China, and the Qingming Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, Chongyang Festival and other festivals belonged to the same eight festivals of the year, and it was also called the "Flower Dynasty and Moon Festival" together with the Mid-Autumn Festival on the 15th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar.

On the night of the Flower Dynasty Festival.

The full moon hangs high in the night sky like a mirror, and the moonlight is as clean and cold as silver.

In the middle of the living room of Room 1801, Building 13, Oriental Jiayuan Community, there is a Buddha shrine with a Buddha statue enshrined on it, and an incense burner is placed in front of the Buddha statue, and three incense sticks are inserted in the incense burner, which has been half burned.

The shrine is surrounded by various items necessary for Buddhist ceremonies, and is arranged as a small dojo.

Shi Xiaoyu sat lazily on the futon, fiddling with the wooden fish while talking on the phone.

"Village chief, why did your old man suddenly remember to call me?"

"After your kid was admitted to university, he hasn't been back to the village for more than three years, and he will come back anyway after graduating this year. ”

"That...... The village chief, when I was a child, I didn't count the dolls, and I was a monk. ”

"monk, I don't know what you're doing, little slippery. But don't worry, even if you want to marry my granddaughter Ruhua now, I won't agree! To tell you the truth, our village is going to be demolished, and the small temple of your master and apprentice is also within the scope of demolition, so you can't come back?"

Go back, of course!

That's a shortcut to demolition and getting rich overnight, and it's still legal.

With this kind of good thing, how many years of struggle will you have in your life!

Be a happy second generation......

No, it's a demolition generation!

Since he was admitted to Zhonghai University, the old monk has lost contact.

Otherwise, for such a big event as demolition, the village chief would not have contacted the old monk, but would have contacted him.

When he graduated and went back, he waved his hand, signed the contract, dismantled the small temple, and got the banknotes.

The small days to come, Meizizi.

The old village chief's phone call dispelled the unhappiness in Shi Xiaoyu's heart.

In the afternoon, he was miserable by the flower pit on the other side of his body, and he was almost tired of being a dog after four hours of busyness, and he had not completely rested until now, so he exchanged for two useless things.

It's not completely fruitless, at least the pattern on his chest is gone, so he doesn't have to retreat, and he comes to his employer's house tonight to do Buddhist work.

In fact, he still shines on the night of the full moon, but not on the surface of the body, but in the body.

At this moment, in the Jiang Palace, the flowers on the other side are the same as the previous flower patterns, and they also exude a faint milky white light.

The light is very soft, flickering bright and dark with a sense of rhythm, like swallowing the moonlight, echoing the bright full moon in the night sky. At the same time, a warm current came out of the peanuts on the other side, spreading from the palace on the chest and spreading all over the body, and the limbs were warm and comfortable.

These are all the same as before.

The difference is that when he is in the Jiang Palace, he can see the moonlight entering his body and being absorbed by the flowers on the other side. The flower breath around the flower on the other side also began to gradually recover and become full.

But!

The light in his body could not penetrate his body, and no one could see that he was glowing inside. In the future, he can live like a normal person, and he will not have to retreat anymore on the night of the fifteenth full moon.

Double happiness is coming, Shi Xiaoyu is thinking about the wave method after getting the demolition money, and the deputy director's phone call comes in.

"Master, you...... Are you alright?"

"Amitabha, there is the heart of the benefactor. The poor monk is very good, and the benefactor's family is also very good. ”

Shi Xiaoyu knew what the other party wanted to ask, and he also knew how to resolve the uneasiness in the other party's heart.

He started the monk mode, comforted the other party with Buddhism, and finally said: "Donor, please rest assured, the poor monk has been practicing Buddhism since childhood, and now it has been 22 years, and he has exceeded the soul many times, and there has never been a mistake.

Tonight, the poor monk has recited two parts of the "Dizang Bodhisattva Sutra", and then recited one part of the "Dizang Bodhisattva Sutra" when he is a child, and he can save the soul in the room. Donors don't need to worry in the future, they just need to do good deeds and accumulate virtue to increase their own blessings. ”

This kind of words, Shi Xiaoyu himself felt ridiculous, but the deputy director believed that the tone on the phone was not as nervous as before.

"Typical psychological effects. Hanging up the phone, Shi Xiaoyu shook his head and sighed lightly, "What ghosts are there in the world, instead of praying to God and worshiping Buddha, it is better to go to the hospital for a good examination." ”

"Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. ”

A faint voice came from behind Shi Xiaoyu, and the temperature in the living room plummeted!

Shi Xiaoyu is a spirit, and his body is cold.

What a ghost!

Amitabha's, no wonder the deputy director was so scared that he didn't dare to stay in the room and let me go to the property to get the keys myself!

He pretended not to hear.

Sit still, don't look back, close your eyes and take two deep breaths to force yourself to calm down.

Then the eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the mouth, the mouth looks at the heart, the heart is at ease, the spiritual platform is empty, the rhythmic tapping of the wooden fish, and the "Amitabha Sutra" used by the soul of the dead blurts out.

"That's what I smelled.

For a time, the Buddha, in the house to defend the country, only the tree to the garden of solitude.

and the great bhikshu monks, 1,250 people, all of them are great arhats......"

He didn't hide his ears and steal the bell, but he had nothing to do and had to give it a go.

If the ghost behind him really wants to kill him, does it make a difference if he can't turn around, open his eyes or not, and call for help?

He only hopes that the old monk will pit himself less, and the Buddhist scriptures can really surpass the soul.

After chanting the more than 1,800-word "Amitabha Sutra", Shi Xiaoyu opened his eyes and saw a translucent wandering spirit floating in front of him.

"Tsk, it's still a child's body, and it's really a good skin. ”

Amitabha's, it's really alive!

This time, Shi Xiaoyu not only pretended not to hear, but also pretended not to see, closed his eyes again, and magnified his move!

"That's what I smelled.

For a while, the Buddha was in the heavens of Enlightenment, speaking for the mother.

At that time, the ten directions of the immeasurable world, it cannot be said that all the Buddhas and great bodhisattvas have come to gather......"

"Jizo Sutra"!

The full text is divided into 13 parts, totaling more than 17,000 words.

The old monk once told him that this sutra is a sutra of cause and effect that transcends the soul of the dead, and it is very powerful after repeated trials.

However.

When he finished chanting the "Dizang Sutra" Sanskrit with the most pious attitude, the moment he opened his eyes, he had an urge to bury the old monk -

After the scripture is recited, the spirit is still there!

Amitabha's.

The old monk is not a pit.

It's a special peerless pit!

Why didn't the Buddha take that old bald donkey!

"Is that enough?" said the geist sarcastically, "didn't you say that you overtook me, it seems that you have failed." ”

"So you're a ghost, I thought someone was messing around with me. Shi Xiaoyu showed a harmless smile from humans and animals, "There are no wonders in the world, but I didn't expect there to be ghosts." Meeting is fate, you have a story, I'll go buy wine, and when I come back, we won't get drunk and won't return. ”

Before the words fell, Shi Xiaoyu got up and left, walking like flying.

Seeing that the entrance was close at hand, he felt that he had hit something, and the whole person bounced back.

"Little monk, I forgot to tell you that I have laid an enchantment, and I will fix your skin!"