Fahai was furious, and his breath soared; On the string of Buddha beads in his hand, a Buddha bead flew with a flick of his fingers, turning into a golden light, and he was about to beat Zhao Ji to death in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Ji is a water ghost, which is really insignificant. It's a dirty, erect bloody, and can beat him to death with his bare hands, but what about Fahai?

This monk is the one who Zhao Jingyang came to this world and has seen the highest cultivation.

The dragon monarch in the Hunjiang River is also a few points worse than him.

Fahai's qi is masculine and upright, and his qi and blood are majestic and vigorous like fire, just like an angry-eyed King Kong, fierce and powerful.

This Buddha bead, in an instant, whether it is a fisherman or a water ghost Zhao Ji, there is no reaction; The gap is too big to keep up.

But on the side, two fingers came in, and they couldn't be sent in between, stopping in front of the water ghost, as if waiting for the Buddha beads to be sent to the door, snapping, and putting it on the fingertips.

"Why should the great monk be in a hurry."

Zhao Jingyang took the Buddha beads and returned them with a snap of his fingers; Fahai was taken aback, caught the Buddha beads, and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk is clumsy, sinful, sinful."

Saying, "Who is under the feet? Why did you stop me?"

Zhao Jingyang smiled: "Zhao Ji is here, I'm here, and you're here, are you still afraid that he won't be able to escape?" This boat belongs to the fisherman's family, and you and I are both guests, and it is not good to fight and kill if we disagree."

Laughing, "Why don't you hear their stories first?"

Monk Fahai's expression changed, and he said, "The donor's words are reasonable."

He extinguished his anger and said, "Let's see what this water spirit has to say."

Then he sat down, turned his face to the fisherman, and said, "The so-called nonsense is a lie. I hope the donor is not deceived by the words of this water ghost."

There are people with wine, just waiting for the story.

So the fisherman spoke in detail.

He said, "The little man who eats by water cannot be without reverence; So, there was a habit of offering a pot of wine to the gods in the water every time he returned from fishing."

He said that he had been in this habit for many years. Until not long ago, one night, he was staying on the boat, and suddenly Zhao Ji came to him.

Zhao Ji took over the conversation and said, "I died on the water and became a water ghost here. neither did any harm, nor did he cause trouble. Every time the fisherman poured wine into the water, I drank it bitterly, so I wanted to make friends with him and express my gratitude."

In this way, the fisherman and Zhao Ji began to make friends.

And with Zhao Ji's help, the fisherman harvests more and more every day.

The fisherman's face was astringent, and he said, "It's also my greed, blame me, blame me!"

Zhao Ji shook his head and said, "You and I are close friends, you invite me to drink, I help you fish, why do you say that you are greedy?"

Then he said, "A few days ago, I was inspired to know that a substitute was coming, and I would be liberated."

Not long ago, Zhao Ji felt something in his heart and knew that his stand-in was coming soon-there would be a person who died in this water area to replace him; He will be freed.

It has always been said that if a drowned water ghost wants to be freed, he must find a substitute.

The fisherman continued, "Brother Zhao also told me, and the next day, a woman took the baby in her arms, and she cried bitterly and threw herself into the water."

He said, "I didn't think much about it, I was trying to save people. But it's far away, it's too late. I saw that woman was struggling in the water, but she could not reach the whip."

Zhao Ji sighed, "This woman is my stand-in. I should have pulled her and drowned her to free myself. But when he saw the child in the woman's arms, he was not able to bear it for a while."

Then the fisherman said, "Then I saw that the woman flew out of the water and landed on the shore."

At this point, Fahai couldn't help but nodded: "In this way, you ghost still have a bit of humanity."

Zhao Ji shook his head and sighed, "Somehow... Or after a long period of contact with the fishing brother, he has regained a bit of humanity. At that moment, there was mercy."

He said, "I sent her mother and son ashore, and I regretted it in my heart. I've been waiting here for more than ten years, and it's not easy to wait for a stand-in; If I let it go this time, I don't know how long I will have to wait next time."

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Zhao Jingyang smiled: "Then do you regret it now?"

Zhao Ji smiled and said, "The so-called Sai Weng lost his horse and knew whether it was a blessing."

He said, "I'm here tonight to look for Brother Yu, just to say goodbye to him."

He said, "Mr. Zhao was here before, and it was difficult for me to speak; I'm just afraid that I'm a water ghost and scare Mr. Zhao. I really didn't know that Mr. Zhao was also very human."

said, "Now that I think about it, Mr. Zhao is afraid that he has already seen something, so he got on the fishing brother's boat, right?"

Zhao Jingyang said with a smile: "I saw that the fisherman was stained with ghosts, and I wanted to see what was going on."

At the first glance of the fisherman, Zhao Jingyang saw the ghost aura lingering on the fisherman's body. Naturally, it can't be left alone.

Zhao Ji laughed at himself: "After all, I'm a ghost, I shouldn't befriend Brother Yu."

The fisherman hurriedly said, "It's me Gao Pan."

Zhao Ji shook his head, and continued his previous words: "I missed the stand-in because of temporary pity; But yesterday, Emperor Yuhang sent a ghost to say that he knew my affairs, and he had a good impression of me, and he was willing to protect me as a land lord."

Then he looked at Monk Fahai: "Before evening, the City Emperor sent a ghost to say that he had succeeded in the promotion, and taught me to go to the City Emperor's Jurisdiction to take the post earlier. That's why I said, I'm not a ghost anymore."

Then he looked at the fisherman and sighed, "I will go to the land, and I will no longer be able to be with the fisherman, so I have come to say goodbye."

At this point, the cause and effect of the front and back have been explained clearly.

After hearing this, Fahai stared at Zhao Ji with burning eyes, and said, "It's good that you can retain a little bit of humanity; Better yet, you come to say goodbye to the fisherman. After all, people and ghosts have different paths."

But after a while, he said, "But the reason in it, the poor monk doesn't quite understand. You just let go of your substitute, but you become God; In this way, this god is quite cheap!"

It is like a man who is about to become a murderer, because of a moment of soft-heartedness, he spares the person he wants to kill; Such a person, the state actually let him be an official, just because of an attempt to kill!

What is the reasoning?!

Zhao Ji was dumbfounded.

Zhao Jingyang suddenly laughed and asked Monk Fahai: "I heard that there is a saying in your Buddhist family, which is called to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. Zhao Ji became a god, isn't that the truth?"

Fahai didn't hesitate and said, "That's!"

He said, "Although the poor monk is a monk, the poor monk does not completely agree with the books of Buddhism. Whoever has made a mistake should put down the butcher's knife and go to prison; Become a Buddha on the ground? If the Buddha is so good, then all the people in the world will be evil people for 20 years, and then all of them will become Buddhas after 20 years, won't it be wonderful?"

Say, "Good is good, and evil is evil. It is not because he has done a good deed that he has erased all the evil that was before. Otherwise, how can those who have suffered evil appease their grievances?!"

He said, "Amitabha, only those who have suffered evil are qualified to forgive those who have done evil; No one else has any right to forgive any wicked person in the place of the wicked."

His eyebrows flashed with gold: "And the duty of the poor monk is to send these evildoers to hell to meet those who have suffered evil, so that they can ask for forgiveness for themselves!"