They sat down in a meditation room, and the little novice took tea and withdrew, leaving them alone to speak to the Master. Du Zhengyi looked at the person in front of him, the great monk looked at him calmly, and his smile was cute, but he was more humane than the novice outside.

Du Zhengyi calmed down a little, habitually probing the surrounding energy field, there was only Zhao Zhiyan's energy radiation at the middle level, and the monk in front of him was a reassuring blank. He even tentatively touched the mind of the Great Monk, and with his limited telepathic ability, he sensed that the other party had no boundaries or shields. It's a pity that Zhao Zhiyan is not a Luo Qi who can speak well, he is not good at chatting naturally with humans, and after greeting the monk, he doesn't know what to say. Therefore, Du Zhengyi didn't have much time to concentrate and continue to conduct in-depth testing, but he knew that even if he had the opportunity, he might not gain much.

He raised his head and made eye contact with the great monk, the guru had a kind gaze, looking directly into the depths of his consciousness, but there was no hint of prying eyes. He had never imagined that humans without telepathy could reach people's hearts with only intuition.

"The layman has a good face, and it seems that the blessing is very deep."

Du Zheng opened his mouth, but he didn't think of how to respond. Deep down, he regretted once again that he hadn't let Roach come over, and he sighed inwardly, once again thinking about Roach's ability to gush nonsense.

Seeing that he couldn't answer for a while, the great monk continued gently, "But the good fortune is limited after all, killing is a great sin, and it is too much good fortune, so you can't do more in the future." All beings are equal, even if they are dogs, they are in the six realms of reincarnation, how different can they be from people? ”

Du Zhengyi had no choice but to say yes again and again, thinking about it and asking, "The good fortune was accumulated in the previous life?" ”

The great monk smiled and began to tell him about cause and effect, for fear that he would not understand, so he told several extremely superficial stories of karma in a row. Du Zhengyi carefully observed the great monk, he was about fifty years old, and he had a simple and broad face, with few wrinkles but very deep. The skin is rough and dark, and the wrinkles are dark as if mud has accumulated in the depths of the wrinkles.

The monk wore a dark yellow and brown robe, with a dirt patch on his collar.

"Why hasn't the master's clothes been washed, is it because the apprentice is not very diligent?" Du Zhengyi said suddenly, interrupting the monk to talk about cause and effect. The monk looked at him blankly, and Zhao Zhiyan squirted out a sip of tea.

The monk snorted, blinked, and looked at Du Zhengyi.

"I said Master's clothes weren't clean." Du Zhengyi raised his finger and pointed, "Otherwise, I will donate some laundry cards, which can be regarded as making merit and cultivating good fortune." ”

Zhao Zhiyan glanced at him, his expression a little vigilant.

"Monk ......" the monk paused for a moment, as if to organize the language, "The monk doesn't care about these things outside the body, this body is just a skin, so why care about the burden of the skin?" ”

"Master is saying that he is a skin." Du Zhengyi said again, becoming more and more aggressive, "Do you also regard others as skins?" ”

"Life is really hard, and the monk hopes that everyone in the world can take off their skins, see through the five colors of the world, ascend to the Western Elysium as soon as possible, and not enter the six realms to suffer from reincarnation." The monk chattered, his expression unchanged, still as if he was talking about crops in the field.

"In that case, why does Master want to return people's wishes?" Du Zhengyi, "I have always been unable to understand, since everything in the world is a creation and is not worth persistentness, why does Master still want people to fulfill their wishes and help others to be persistent?" ”

"If you get what you ask for, will you feel happy?" Monk Wen Yan asked.

Du Zhengyi really lowered his head and thought for a moment, and finally shook his head.

"When you understand that the sea of suffering is boundless, you will naturally turn back to the shore." The monk smiled.

"So I have to ask Master for my wish," Du Zhengyi said, "Maybe when my wish is fulfilled, I will see through it." ”

Zhao Zhiyan swallowed nervously, he didn't take what the two said to heart, it was not a clever blade, he just instinctively felt Du Zhengyi's saber rattling.

"Isn't it just to make a great wish for a layman to accumulate merit?" The monk smiled honestly, "Please tell the layman, no matter what your wishes, if the opportunity comes, there will be someone who is destined to settle the account for the layman." ”

"Settled?" Du Zhengyi couldn't help but smile, "The person who is destined that the master is talking about, is it those sentient beings outside, or the big black sky in the temple?" ”

"This is cause and effect, the old monk has no discernment, and he still can't see through it now." The monk said.

"That's right, the true Buddha face is so easy to see." Du Zhengyi said, "I'd better talk about my business." Master, if I say that I have an enemy and am always ready to take my life, can Master save me? ”

Zhao Zhiyan's eyes widened, and he looked between Du Zhengyi and the old monk in astonishment.

"This ......" the monk's momentum was calm, "this layman has to call the police." ”

Zhao Zhiyan was about to laugh, but somehow he didn't dare to laugh.

Du Zheng kept staring straight at the old monk, "What if I hate others and hope that he will quickly take off his skin?" ”

"Amitabha, that's a great sin, and it's a sin for a layman to think about it." The old monk said.

"Does Master believe in the Netherworld? Maybe the charm is near the master's left. ”

The old monk opened his mouth, but he couldn't answer. As soon as Du Zhengyi stood up, the originally quiet meditation room suddenly made a noise, Zhao Zhiyan hurriedly looked left and right, and the tables, chairs, boxes and cabinets in the room trembled and gurgled. The teacup in front of the old monk cracked with a crisp sound, and the tea spilled out drippingly, and the cup turned into a table of crumbs with a crisp sound, and the tea was spilled everywhere.

Zhao Zhiyan swallowed again, jealousing Du Zhengyi's terrifying ability. But then, he felt that something was wrong, and although the old monk looked strange, he still sat firmly. If it was an ordinary person, he would have been scared to death a long time ago, even if the monk cultivated to a high level, he couldn't be surprised by all this in front of him, right?

Du Zhengyi slowly walked in front of the monk and stopped, looking at the monk thoughtfully. After a while, he raised his hand and slowly pointed at the monk, and a dagger appeared in his hand, and the monk's face was flushed but motionless.

Du Zhengyi tilted his head to look at the monk, and muttered for a while, "It's strange, could it be that you don't have the instinct to be afraid?" ”

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the courtyard of the temple, "Du Zhengyi!" ”

Du Zhengyi raised his head suddenly, and he could already tell that it was Guan Xinyue's voice. He looked back at the monk with a flushed face and staring at him, a little in a dilemma, and had no choice but to order Zhao Zhiyan, "You look at him." ”

Zhao Zhiyan came back to his senses, closed his unconsciously open mouth, and nodded.

"Du Zhengyi." Guan Xinyue looked nervously in the courtyard, and as soon as he appeared, her gaze quickly caught him. "Quick, Qi Yuejia." She screamed, turned and ran out of the yard.

Du Zhengyi didn't speak, he ran out of the courtyard of the temple behind Guan Xinyue, and cursed Luo Qi all the way to jump over the threshold first.

The village was not very big, and the Qi family lived at the entrance of the village, and they ran straight from the north of the village along a road to the entrance of the village. The gate was locked, Guan Xinyue skillfully jumped over the low wall in the countryside, Du Zhengyi also jumped over, and then he saw Luo Qi standing dumbfounded next to a large newly dug pit. He had dug the pit himself, and the shovel was still in his hand, but he was stupid at the moment.

"We came here, and Rocky said we should come here and have a look." Guan Xinyue trembled and said, "There is no snow in this part of the yard, and it looks like the soil has been freshly turned, we feel that something has been buried here, and then ...... And then...... Roach said dig it up and try it......"

Du Zhengyi calmly looked at the pit, there was no terrifying scene in the pit, and there was no one yet. Only the corner of the woven bag was exposed in the pit, and the bag was torn open. He chanted silently, driving an invisible force to tear the bag even bigger, revealing a withered human hand.

Dead people aren't really scary. But in that moment, he remembered the creepy story that Luo Qi told Guan Xinyue in the teahouse. His non-existent sister plays with a ghost girl, her body lying in a woven bag under the entrance to the village, with steel needles nailed through her eyes and into her brain.

He instinctively looked at Roach, who looked up with a look of despair and horror on his face.