When the old monk heard the little monk's words, he calmly put down the rosary in his hand and looked at Fuchen with a smile.

But Fuchen's side was fried, and his head didn't keep up with the little monk's thinking at all, and his head kept buzzing when he heard the little monk's words.

However, the little monk walked in with the stunned Fuchen, and the two sat down in the old monk's room.

"Master, just agree. The little monk grinned and urged the old monk.

The old monk didn't pay attention to the little monk, but looked at Fuchen and smiled slightly.

"Amitabha, has there been an accident in Master Li's family?" the old monk recited the Buddha's name and said to the floating dust.

When Fuchen heard the old monk's question, he didn't feel anything strange, nor did he feel it, but more of a memory of the past, remembering the past, so that Fuchen couldn't hold anything in his heart anymore, and he wouldn't think about other problems.

It lasted for a while, and it was rare for the little monk not to interject, Fuchen had told it before, but when the little monk was thinking about other things, he didn't observe the change in Fuchen's face.

At this time, the master and Fuchen were talking, and the little monk could see that Fuchen was asked by the master's question, and the sadness on Fuchen's face was so painful.

"My parents have died. Fuchen can not tell the little monk, but the old monk is different, since he has asked, of course he should say it, so Fuchen replied a little choked.

Even though it was more than 20 days ago, tears still flowed out unconsciously when I thought about it.

"The last time the poor monk saw you surrounded by evil spirits, but you are a soldier, so naturally you have it. This time, seeing that your hatred is lingering all over my body, I boldly guessed that a major change must have happened in your family, and I don't know if I can tell the old monk in detail. ”

The old monk looked at Fuchen's depressed mood and said so.

So in the next hour, Fuchen told in detail what happened after the three of them separated, of course, the meeting with the woman had already been skipped.

As he spoke, Fuchen's tone couldn't help but become a little heavier, and the resentment in his heart gradually showed on his face.

The little monk listened on the sidelines, and was frightened when he heard that Fuchen almost fell down the cliff, and he was also happy when he heard that Fuchen had turned the danger into a disaster, but he began to cry after hearing Fuchen say that he saw the corpses of his parents.

However, the old monk was appropriately reciting the words of Amitabha Buddha and Shanzai and Shanzai next to him, and his expression did not change much, but the smile he had always maintained on his face was gone.

"Everything is impermanent, but people's life, old age, sickness, and death are also a life process, and Master Li does not need to be too sad or resentful. The old monk comforted.

"At the age of twelve, I knew that death could come at any time, but where I died, there were comrades who would avenge me, and I would avenge my dead comrades. Fuchen snorted and looked at the old monk with firm and unquestioning eyes, gritted his teeth and said.

This is also the first time that Fuchen has shown such a determined look.

"There are many things that I can do according to others, but there are always one or two things that I am willing to do arbitrarily, even if there are consequences that I can't bear. Fuchen continued.

"Floating dust. The little monk carefully screamed beside him.

"Amitabha, Master Li Shi, you are in a good position. The old monk folded his hands and closed his eyes and said.

"Why didn't my parents and the people in the village hide a little? Even the slightest bit is fine, I can fall to my death regardless of the worst, but that is my relative." Fuchen's tone was no longer calm, he tugged at the clothes on his chest, and said to the old monk with tears in his eyes.

"Master Li Shi is not a person in Buddhism, so naturally I can't ask you with the thoughts of Buddhism, I just say what I should say. The old monk said softly.

After speaking, the old monk walked outside the door, and the little monk pulled Fuchen up and followed.

The old monk's house and yard are quite simple, but the strangest thing is that the old monk's yard is planted with a lot of flowers and trees.

When the little monk walked over just now, he didn't take a closer look, and at this time, in the courtyard, there were more than a dozen varieties of flowers such as orchids, begonias, chrysanthemums, and camellias.

Fuchen didn't know the purpose of the old monk's appearance, and guessed that he felt that he was unsavvy and didn't want to listen to him, so he didn't want to see him?

"These flowers were given to my apprentice by a benefactor, who moved to my yard before leaving, and asked me to take care of them. The old monk turned his head to look at Fuchen and said.

Obviously, Fuchen thought about the old monk wrongly, but Fuchen still didn't know what the old monk meant, so naturally he didn't know what to answer, so he had to fold his hands and nod politely.

"Do you remember what we said when we saw that lily of the valley when we parted? The old monk looked at the flowers in the courtyard and said.

"Remember, you said that I don't want to lose myself and know my own heart," Fuchen looked at the flowers in front of him and thought about the meaning of the old monk's question.

"You saw the flowers here when you came?" the old monk continued.

"I haven't seen it. Fuchen never thought of what the old monk wanted to say, so he didn't want to, and replied honestly.

"Whether it is what happened in the past or what will happen in the future, everything must be caused by yourself, just like if you hadn't been a soldier, you wouldn't have met Fang Yuan and me, and if nothing happened in your family, you wouldn't be standing here at this time. The old monk nodded with a smile and said.

Fuchen listened to the old monk's words and fell silent.

"It's useless for the old monk to persuade you, and it can't convince your heart. But I still hope that you will not be deceived by hatred, remember that you yourself are also the main cause of future events, and do not lose yourself. The old monk said earnestly.

"Master Xie's advice, I will remember. Fuchen replied respectfully with his hands folded.

"Fang Yuan, take Master Li down to rest. The old monk looked at Fuchen and was also a little satisfied in his heart, so he said to Fang Yuan.

After Fuchen said goodbye to the old monk, the old monk carried a bucket on his stomach and carefully watered the flowers in the yard.

The little monk did not take the floating dust to the guest room, but returned to his room with the floating dust.

The little monk talked to Fu Shen about what happened after he left, and he was very happy, and he also talked about some things in Dongning City, but he only talked about some feng shui favors from the north gate to Mingjing Temple.

"Haven't you gone out for a walk?" asked Fuchen and the little monk as they ate the snacks on the table.

"No, I have been studying Buddhism and sweeping the floor with my master and brothers in the temple. The little monk put down the snacks in his hand, avoided the eyes of the floating dust, looked at the other side, supported his head with his hands, and kept shaking his legs back and forth under the table, and said weakly.

Fuchen looked at the little monk who was chattering and suddenly deflated, and didn't know whether to be disappointed or to blame himself for asking.

Before the two of them knew it, it was time for dinner, and the little monk Fuchen came to the room to eat with Fuchen, and then kept talking about the suffering he suffered here, what scriptures he couldn't read, and what he couldn't sweep the ground.

Until the evening, the two slept in the same bed, and the little monk fell asleep after a conversation.

Fuchen was lying on the bed, this was the first time he came to Dongning City, and he felt a little flustered when he was unfamiliar with life.

This night, when I thought of myself from being born with my parents, to being forced to become a soldier, and then being rescued by the old monk and the little monk, and then when I met the grumpy woman in the courtyard, there was a rare smile on my face.

Finally, when I thought about what happened after I returned home, tears slowly filled my eyes, and when I wanted to recall the events that followed, I always thought of returning to the village.

After a long time, after the tears dried up, Fuchen thought about the future, how to live in this strange city, how to learn a skill, and how to stay in this temple forever.

I suddenly thought that the old monk said last time he said that he wanted to cultivate the truth and learn skills, and he finally had some hope in his heart, so he planned to ask the old monk tomorrow and say goodbye to the old monk by the way.

Thinking of this, Fuchen fell asleep unconsciously.

The next day, Fuchen got up early with the little monk.

While eating breakfast, the little monk asked.

"Fuchen, I forgot to ask you yesterday if you want to be a monk with me here again. ”

"No, I have other things to do. Fuchen said without thinking about it, indeed, how can you take revenge when you become a monk.

"Okay. The little monk continued to eat breakfast and said.

After breakfast, Fuchen told the little monk that he was leaving here, and the little monk stayed for a long time, and when he saw that he couldn't move, he had to take Fuchen to the courtyard like an old monk, and the old monk said goodbye.

"Master, last time you asked me if I wanted to practice, is there any way?" Fuchen asked humbly when he saw the old monk.

"I knew you would have this question, Dongning City belongs to one of the five prefectures and thirty-two cities of the Great Zhou Dynasty in Dongzhou, one of the nine prefectures, and at the same time, Dongning City belongs to the Ranshen Mountain, one of the three major sects of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so the Ranshen Mountain will accept disciples in Dongning every three years. ”

The old monk said with a smile.

Fuchen had heard the name of Chaoshen Mountain in the army, and there were immortals of Chaoshen Mountain in their army at that time, but the other party was arrogant, and Fuchen was not qualified to deal with the other party.

"Is there anything else?" Fuchen thought that the immortals of the Ranshen Mountain felt that his chances were slim, so he asked with little hope.

"Yes. The old monk said lightly.

"What chance?" said Fuchen immediately with surprise and delight.

"After the selection of people in the Ranshen Mountain, the Great Zhou Dynasty will also select some, and there are quite a lot of places. The old monk said.

Fuchen was a little depressed when he first heard that the Great Zhou Dynasty was also going to choose people, after all, he was already a dead man in the official register.

After thinking about it for a while, I felt that if I had the qualifications to cultivate immortals, maybe the Great Zhou Dynasty was not good at accounting for these, and when I thought of this, I felt a lot better.

At the same time, Fuchen secretly made a decision in his heart that he must be admitted.

After Fuchen thanked the old monk, he proposed to the old monk that he wanted to leave here, and the old monk agreed.

The old monk and the little monk sent the floating dust out of the temple.

Fuchen left the temple and headed south.