One old and one young, they never go out, and most of them say that they are extremely ugly and ugly, so they are afraid of scaring tourists, so they practice in caves.

Hongye and Lingkong didn't explain when they heard it, the monks were not as idle as in the TV series, they had morning, noon and evening classes every day, and there were many rules.

No one usually has time to hang out here, and even if they do, the back door is locked.

Every time he sent a meal to Wuxin, he would have a weird feeling in the air, but as soon as he returned to the front yard, he felt that his heart was as calm as water.

After thinking about it, it was because his heart was not calm enough, and he began to recite scriptures as he walked......

Jian Junxi also saw too much of his honest appearance and didn't care.

He walked in with his things, put the food on the table, walked in front of Hongyuan, and called softly: "Master, Senior Brother Lingkong has sent the "Medicine Stone" and materials!" ”

Hongyuan kept his original movements, one hand was placed upright on his chest, and the other hand was on his lap holding the Buddha beads, but he didn't move.

Jian Junxi was shocked, and called again: "Master? ”

Hongyuan didn't seem to hear her cry, and still sat on the bed and didn't move.

Thinking of their previous conversation, the blood on Jian Junxi's face faded, and all kinds of emotions were like wild waves, attacking violently, and his trembling hands were placed on his snort.

When he couldn't feel his breath, his clear eyes suddenly gathered with sadness, and he immediately knelt on the ground and choked up, "Master......"

Tears swirled in her eyes, the smoke was as dense as a beaded curtain, and she trembled and stretched out her hands to grasp his already cold left hand.

They talked so much just now, and in the past few days, he has eaten well, slept well, and is in a good mood, but he didn't think about it......

"Wuxin must remember Master's teachings!" Jian Junxi choked in his throat, the words were indescribable, and he held back so that the tears in his eyes did not fall.

Since she woke up, Hongyuan has taken her to live a poor life of green lanterns and ancient Buddhas, but every day is very peaceful.

It's self-sufficient, it's not very happy, but I don't know what it's like to be sad.

Master was her only relative, and he not only gave her a second life, but also taught her how to behave, taught her the Dharma and chanted sutras, and crossed her to become a Buddha.

This old man, who exists like a father and mother, is all her warmth, and as long as he is there, she feels very relieved.

Although I knew that he had attained perfection and attained bliss, his heart was still full of grief and reluctance.

Her emaciated body trembled slightly, like a child abandoned by her parents, kneeling in front of him, her mind blank.

The tearful eyes tell of hesitation and helplessness, completely unsure of what he should do next?

About a quarter of an hour later, an anxious voice suddenly came from outside: "Senior brother...... Senior Brother ......"

Jian Junxi came back to his senses in sadness, turned his head slowly, and saw an anxious old monk walking in with his arms in the air.

He is Hongyuan's younger brother Hongye, and he is also the master of Foyin Temple, only six years younger than Hongyuan.

The old face was also weathered, and his drooping eyelids made his eyes unable to open open, and he couldn't walk steadily, all relying on the support of the volley.

Jian Junxi clasped his hands together and choked up: "Uncle Hongye, Master, his old man, has just passed away......

"Amitabha, senior brother, I'm still one step late......" Hongye bowed slightly towards Hongyuan with red eyes.

"Master just said a lot to me, and there was no sign at all..... Jian Junxi hung his head silently.

"He is very energetic these days, I came to see him the day before yesterday, and he also told him that he wanted to go out for a walk with me, and I knew that he was ......."

(End of chapter)