"Woo......"

A cloudy wind swept in.

In front of the Temple of Mercy and Grace, the grass and trees and fallen leaves trembled slightly, and a phantom shadow quietly floated in the scene.

"Ghost!"

"Devil!"

The monk's face changed greatly, first he hurriedly retreated, and then he had the courage to clench the stick in his hand, but he did not dare to approach.

Yuanxing raised his head and looked at Sun Die, who was holding the fetus in his arms behind him, and his body couldn't help but tremble:

"Sun ...... Miss Sun. ”

Sun Die raised his hand to set up the Zen staff, and also lowered his head to look at it, his beautiful eyes were full of tears at some point.

"Silly monk."

She shook her head slightly:

"I hurt you."

"No!" Circular Head of Head:

"It was Miss Sun who fulfilled the roundness, which made me understand what love is and what is Buddha, if there is no Miss, there is no roundness at this time today."

"Heh......" Sun Die raised his head and looked up at the sky:

"What a stupid monk, I'm with you just to have a child, maybe...... and coveted the pleasure of men and women. ”

"But I have never touched my true feelings."

"Why do you have to do that?"

As long as this stupid monk admits his mistake, Master Wuyuan will let him go, but this monk's stupid stubbornness makes people feel distressed.

"Round sex loves Miss Sun, and I don't ask Miss Sun to fall in love with round sex, how can I force love or not." Round hands folded:

"Miss Sun, you have no regrets."

？

Fang Zheng pursed his lips.

This is really an affectionate licking dog, and the object of the licking is not a human yet.

"Silly monk...... Sun Die shook his head:

"What a stupid monk."

The 'lover' who was accompanied by his love killed himself with his own hands, this monk who only had a few nights of joy, but he was able to have no regrets.

Three days.

She clinged to Yuanxing, listened to him recite the scriptures of the past life, and saw him kowtow and pray sincerely every step of the way, and he would not regret it until he died.

"Monk."

She looked down and said in a leisurely voice:

"You're going to die."

"Yes." Yuanxing grinned, and the blood and dirt on his face turned dim in front of his bright eyes:

"I can see Miss Sun before I die, and I die without regrets."

"If there is an afterlife, the little monk is willing to pray for Miss Sun day and night before serving the Buddha, and I hope that Miss Sun can let go of the resentment in her heart and die in bliss."

"Amitabha."

He clasped his hands together and slowly knelt down towards Sun Die as if he were kneeling down to the Buddha, and the shaky aura on his body fell.

He's dead.

"Monk ......"

Sun Die's eyes flickered, she lowered her head to look at the fetus in her arms, and tears fell:

"Kid, kid."

"My son is innocent ......"

"Hope...... There is no afterlife! ”

A bright light suddenly appeared in the field, Fang Zheng raised his head to cover his eyes, only to feel a warmth sweep by, and then saw that Sun Die had disappeared in the field.

"Look!"

Someone drank low:

"Look at the roundness!"

Fang Zheng heard the prestige.

But I saw that a cloud of spiritual light quietly appeared on the body of the circle that had no breath, and nourished the injured body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye.

The flesh and skin that had been worn off his legs and hands had been restored.

The already dead flesh is like a sprout blooming in early spring, bursting with vitality.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The heart starts beating, and the breathing comes with it, and it gradually becomes more and more stable.

Dead?

Is there such a thing in the world?

"Amitabha!" Master Wuyuan clasped his hands together.

"Amitayus." Zhang Mingrui gave a salute with one hand.

"Uh......" Fang Zheng looked dazed:

"What happened?"

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"Powerful ghosts are the product of the combination of human souls and resentment, and they are ...... murderous, cruel, and crazy, but the same is true of good and bad ghosts."

Zhang Mingrui said:

"Some ghosts, because of their special obsessions in their hearts, can even bring good luck to people."

"Of course,"

"They are not usually called ghosts, they can be called 'spirits', they are very rare, and once the spirit in the body is consumed, they will disappear."

"So......" Fang Zheng asked.

"Miss Sun has changed from a ghost to a 'spirit'?"

"So to speak." Zhang Mingrui nodded:

"Miss Sun attached herself to Yuanxing, listened to her recite the mantra of the past life, and saw that she would pray for her at the expense of self-harm, and her heart was moved, and the resentment on her body gradually dissipated."

"Finally, when he disappears, he crosses his own spirituality into the circle and resurrects him."

"It's not just about coming back from the dead." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Roundness can be said to be a step to the sky, directly becoming a three-blood martial artist, and the body has a deep heritage, I am afraid that it can go further."

Doesn't it mean licking the dog, licking the dog, licking until there is nothing left?

Why is it different when you get to the monk?

Is bald head special?

"Hmm."

After thinking about it, Fang Zheng asked:

"So, this is what Master Wuyuan planned from the beginning? He didn't give up roundness from the beginning? Questioning is acting? ”

"There should be no plan." Zhang Mingrui said:

"At that time, Miss Sun's powerful ghost possessed the circle, and there was really no good way to solve it, and killing the ghost would also kill the circle."

"It's better to let Miss Sun understand the meaning of roundness."

"You saw the results, too."

"yes!" Fang Zheng sighed lightly:

"Roundness is infatuation."

Obviously, the other party doesn't love him at all, and uses him as a tool to borrow seeds, and even almost kills him, but he still has no regrets.

The ultimate licking dog is nothing more than that.

"Why is the Taoist here?"

"I'm afraid that if Master Wuyuan is soft-hearted and can't bear to kill the ghosts, he will naturally have to take action when the time comes."

"Can you beat her?"

"There is a magic sword, and there is no problem in self-preservation." Zhang Mingrui's face froze:

"Besides, if you are afraid of subduing demons and eliminating demons, you can't come? However, Master Wuyuan's methods are indeed much stronger than those of the Poor Dao, and it can be said that he can kill many birds with one stone with one stone with his compassionate heart. ”

"Admire!"

Fang Zheng arched his hand, patted his sleeve and got up and walked towards the main hall.

Master Wuyuan sat in the middle, changed into a white monk's robe, and knelt in front of the Buddha.

He was already handsome, but now after going down the mountain to practice, the childishness on his body disappeared, and his face was even more compassionate.

"Boom!"

Master Wuyuan tapped the wooden fish:

"Roundness, can you wake up?"

"Master." Circular prostration:

"The disciple has woken up."

"Good." Master Wuyuan nodded and asked:

"Buddha and Miss Sun, which is more important."

"The Buddha is Miss Sun." Circular Loop:

"The disciple loves my Buddha with the heart of loving Miss Sun."

"Good!" Master Wuyuan nodded again and recited in his mouth:

"Everything is impermanent."

Round hands folded, interface said:

"There is no self in all laws!"

"Boom!"

The sound of the wooden fish sounded.

"Nirvana Silence!"

For a while, Fang Zheng couldn't tell whether the last sentence was said by Master Wuyuan or Yuanxing, or what the two of them said in unison, and only listened to the sound of the Buddha's chanting echoing in his ears, which lasted for a long time.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Mingrui spoke.

On the way down the mountain, Fang Zheng asked the doubts in his heart:

"Did Roundness let go of Miss Sun?"

"What does it mean to let go?" Zhang Mingrui chuckled:

"Miss Sun has created the current roundness, and he will always have Miss Sun in his life, and this will not change no matter what."

"Becoming better by oneself is the greatest letting go and the greatest compassion."

"Only by clinging to love can we cling to the Buddha." He looked back in the direction of the monastery and sighed:

"What Master Wuyuan said is right, the roundness of wisdom is deeply rooted."

Fang Zheng shook his head.

He still didn't quite understand.

…………

"I still love Miss Sun, and now Miss Sun is everything I love, compassion, my Buddha, and all sentient beings, ......"

"Everything in the world can see Miss Sun's shadow, as the master said, people's cultivation needs to walk in the world."

"Only in this way can we understand what a Buddha is."

"What does it mean to let go?"

"Amitabha."

In the study room of the temple, Yuanxing put down the pen and paper, put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, and a clear Buddha light quietly emerged from him.

"Amitabha." Master Wuyuan, who was meditating on himself, seemed to notice something, opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the study, and smiled:

"There is another arhat in the Temple of Mercy and Grace."

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"Young Master Fang."

The sixth master of the Sun family stroked his beard lightly and said:

"This house has a total of four entrances and two partial courtyards, covering an area of several acres, and it is not expensive to sell only 600 taels of silver."

"Hmm."

Regarding the price, Fang Zheng was noncommittal and asked:

"As far as I know, this mansion belongs to the Sun family's big house, although Miss Sun and his wife have passed away, it shouldn't be the old gentleman's decision, right?"

Now the position of the two is the mansion of Sun Die and Yu Yanghong.

After the death of the two, the house was abandoned, and now the Sun family intends to sell it, and he was first invited as an acquaintance.

"Fang Gongzi rest assured."

The sixth master of the Sun family hurriedly said:

"This matter has been negotiated and decided by everyone in my Sun family, and no one will have an opinion, even the deed can be done just in the yamen."

"As long as you buy it, there will be no trouble!"

For the sake of this house, the Sun family quarreled a lot during this time.

After the big house, the other rooms want to occupy it, but let people take out the money but can't take it out, if several families occupy it together, you can imagine how noisy it will be in the future.

After discussing it for a long time, it was finally decided to sell it, and then divide the money from the sale, so that no one had an opinion.

But......

It's not easy to sell.

"You've had people die here."

Founder Road:

"Although Miss Sun and I are familiar with each other, Miss Sun's stealing and pregnancy is well known, and the death of someone is taboo for rich people."

"Six hundred taels, it's expensive!"

"This ......" The sixth master of the Sun family looked slightly stiff, and hurriedly said:

"It is precisely because of this that we set the price of six hundred taels, otherwise it would be easier to sell than six hundred taels, even if it was eight hundred taels."

"Fang Gongzi doesn't know, this house was built by our Sun family with a lot of effort, and the wood used is all good wood."

"There are also tables, chairs, benches, calligraphy and paintings, all of which are from the hands of famous artists and are very valuable."

He spoke in a hurried voice and introduced:

"Just take out the things in here and sell them in bulk, and you can sell them for more than one or two hundred taels of silver."

"Really?" Fang Zheng walked into the house, and his face sank:

"That's what you're saying it's worth?"

When the sixth master of the Sun family entered the house, he glanced at the empty room, not to mention the tables, chairs and benches, and even the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls were all scavenged, and it was a rough room in the eye.

"Who did it?"

He couldn't help but hiss and roared, trembling with anger:

"Who the hell did that?"

Although he was angry on his face, he was very clear in his heart.

Those who can enter the house during this time must be from the Sun family, and I am afraid that his own sixth house brother is indispensable.

"Heh......" Fang Zheng lightly:

"Six hundred taels?"

He shook his head slightly:

"A not prosperous place, a deserted house that has been looted, and there have been scandals about people's lives, and you want to sell it for six hundred taels?"

"Dreaming!"

"Farewell!"

As he spoke, he turned and left.

"Young Master Fang." The sixth master's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly chased after him:

"The price is negotiable!"

"I remember that the place where you live now is also the Sun family's property, if you buy it, it can be given to you there."

"Five hundred taels." He stretched out his five hands and said:

"How about five hundred taels?"

"It really can't be cheaper, if it's cheaper, it's not as high as when I started it back then, how about five hundred taels and four hundred and eighty taels?"

"This time it really can't be less!"

"Four hundred and eighty taels?" Fangzheng's foot action paused:

"Won't there be any other trouble?"

"No, it won't." Seeing him stop, the sixth master nodded hurriedly:

"There will be no other trouble."

"Where I live now is free?"

"It's free!"

"Hmm." Fang Zheng asked thoughtfully:

"Can you complete the process in three days?"

"Three days?" The sixth master hesitated, there is not much of a problem on the Yamen side, and the relationship can be done in one day by spending some money.

However, how to divide the Sun family's houses has not been discussed, and the three days are shorter.

"No way?" Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Then forget it."

"Okay!" The sixth master hurriedly said:

"No problem!"

Take the money first, and as for how to divide it when the time comes, the main thing now is to sell this unlucky mansion as soon as possible.

"That's four hundred and eighty taels."

Fang Zheng nodded:

"I can only give two hundred taels now, and I'll give the rest of the money later."

He didn't even want to pay directly for the Wang family's Lei Xiang red porcelain formula, for fear of causing trouble, and now it is impossible to get it all out.

"Huh?"

The sixth master's complexion changed again.

"Don't worry." Founder Opening:

"If it's two months fast, or half a year at the slowest, I'll definitely give you the rest of the money, and you can make a note, and I'll pay the interest."

"This ......" the sixth master thought for a while and replied:

"I need to discuss it with others, and Gongzi Fang also knows that this mansion belongs to the Sun family, and it doesn't matter if the old man says it alone."

"Hmm." Founder is indispensable:

"That party is waiting for your news."

And didn't keep him waiting.

The next day, the sixth master of the Sun family came to visit, and even brought the deed directly, and he could go to the yamen to do a notarization on the same day.

Such a quick move made Fang Zheng hesitate.

There won't be any problems, right?

It turned out that there was nothing wrong with the house, and the Sun family just wanted to get the money as soon as possible, after all, there were not many people in Gu'an County who could come up with so much silver.

Other rich people have no interest in the Sun family's mansion, which has died and made scandals.

In the case of the silver two open roads, the process went very fast, and three days later, Fangzheng became the owner of the mansion and moved over openly.

"Put things over there!"

"Yes!"

"Put this in that room."

Wu Hai beckoned someone to carry things, and when he cleaned up, he clapped his hands neatly and walked over:

"Owner, as long as you don't want those bad things in this yard, it's really good, but you have less things, and you don't have enough people to put two houses."

Such a big yard is currently square by one person.

"yes!"

Sweeping around, the courtyard is wide, but it is silent, which inevitably makes people feel desolate.

"The owner." Wu Hai whispered:

"Have you considered finding a hostess for this courtyard?"

Fangzheng's heart moved.

His parents died when he was young, and although he was accompanied by his uncle, he could only live as a partner, and he actually attached great importance to his relationship and the other half.

This Dapeng knows best.

According to Dapeng, Fangzheng is a person who lacks love.

It is precisely because of this that he was deceived by that woman in high school and fell in love, and he failed to get better for a few years, and later became entangled with Guo Erqiu.

"Wu Hai."

Touching his chin, Fang Zheng asked:

"What do you think of the young hall master of the Snake Martial Arts Pavilion?"

Du Qiaoyun has a good appearance and a wonderful figure, the key is that he has a good personality, and he is also very compatible with him, and the two have had the experience of living and dying together.

Maybe

Try talking.

"Miss Du." Wu Hai nodded:

"That's good."

"Speaking of which, I prepared a gift for Miss Du." Fang Zheng smiled:

"I'll see her later."

…………

"Miss Du!"

"Young Master Fang!"

The two met at the gate of the martial arts hall and said in unison:

"I have something to say!"

"You speak first."

"You speak first."

Du Qiaoyun pursed his lips and chuckled:

"Young Master Fang, we really have a tacit understanding."

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded and said with a smile:

"It's better Miss Du, you can say it first."

"Hmm." Du Qiaoyun nodded, a flush appeared on his face, his expression became a little twisted, he lowered his head and whispered:

"The third senior brother is back, and Daddy plans to let us get engaged in the next few days."

The smile on the front of the "......" side was stiff, and his face was blank.

"Young Master Fang?"

"Oh!" Fang Zheng came back to his senses and handed over the package in his hand with an expressionless face:

"Miss Du has helped me a lot during this time, Fang has nothing to repay, I see that the quality of the soft sword in your hand is not high, so I specially asked someone to create one."

Inside the package is a sword case.

"Click......"

When the sword box was opened, a cold light appeared on the spot.

"This ......" Du Qiaoyun picked up the soft sword, just a light shake to know the value of this sword, and couldn't help shaking his head again and again:

"Young Master Fang, this is too precious!"

This sword has a simple and elegant shape, an extremely sharp blade, and an amazingly good flexibility.

It's not a problem to sell a hundred taels of silver.

And even much more!

"It's okay."

Fang Zheng shook his head:

"If there is no Miss Du, whether Fang Mou can survive to this day is still two words, is Fang's life not worth this sword?"

"So be it!"

said that without waiting for the other party to refuse, he stuffed the things into Du Qiaoyun's arms and turned to leave.

Back to the yard.

Fang Zheng looked at the sky speechlessly.

I just feel hopeless to get rid of my singles.

Long.

He took out his erhu from the house, sat on a wooden bench under the tree in the courtyard, and gently plucked the strings.

Grievances, desolation, wisps, like ethereal clouds and mist that are difficult to fathom, like an uncertain breeze without a trace, low hoarse, tear-jerking voices sounded.

Wu Hai poked the probe from the front yard, and then retracted it, with a strange expression.

"Didn't the owner say that he was looking for Miss Du from the Snake Martial Arts Pavilion?"

"How did you get back to this picture?"

"Hmmm......"

"Is it possible that you are out of love again?"

(This is the end of the second volume, asking for subscriptions and monthly passes...... ）

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