Bypassing the Daxiong Treasure Hall, a group of people came to the front of the hall under the guidance of a woman.

Under the peach blossom tree where You Long and Long Liyu had stood earlier, a scholar in a shabby moon-white robe was watching them from a distance.

More than 20 years old, it is the age of flying spirit and unruly like the wind, there is no depression and vicissitudes of middle-aged men, only the brilliant look of starlight. Suddenly, when he was a teenager, Peach Blossom also used to shine in white.

"Persuading a desperate uncle not to sell his sister's orphan to the Qinglou, to exchange his free body for an innocent and suffering little girl, and to stop a hard-working woman who is looking for a short sight, is actually just a gesture. The white-robed scholar looked at You Long and Long Liyu and asked, "Isn't it easy?"

Long Liyu was silent for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "It's not difficult, but ......"

"But why is there no one willing to help her?! It is said that saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, but for so many years, so many people, there is no one willing to stretch out his hand! I can't forgive those who do evil, those who make her suffer!"

The white-robed scholar did not allow Long Liyu to speak, and roared almost hoarsely: "They are only gloating on the side, watching coldly and even glad to laugh, and they can be at ease by chanting 'Amitabha Buddha' twice." Such a person, what is pitiful, why can't I do something for the woman I love, they killed her?!"

Long Liyu waited patiently for him to finish roaring, and said softly: "You are right, but you are not right. The demon of the heart is the devil after all, no matter why you become a demon. Let's turn back!"

The white-robed scholar laughed and said, "What if this heart becomes a demon, I have no regrets." Yue'e died tragically, and I am no longer myself. So when Grandma Dove asked me to build this temple in the mass grave, in exchange for Yue'e's soul to accompany her for the rest of my life, I agreed without hesitation. She wants to seize the world's Yuanyang True Yin cultivation avenue, and I will use the peaceful aura of Buddhism to dissolve and resolve the violent resentment on the mass grave for her. ”

He stretched out three fingers and continued to laugh: "In the past thirty years, I don't know how many people she has killed, and how many more unjust souls have been killed in the mass graves. I only know that my Yue'e is still there, and a wisp of her soul has been accompanying me, the green lantern ancient Buddha, the heart of the heart of the champa ......"

Laughing and laughing, his tears flowed, and he couldn't stop crying.

Long Liyu looked at the white-robed scholar and waited silently for him to calm down his agitated mind.

The three Yue'e of different ages around him, and the seemingly crazy Sun Yuanjie in front of him are all the obsession of Monk Muen.

This world full of anger and resentment is burning everywhere in the collapsed world, which is the crazy inner world of Monk Muen, and the Buddhist temple next to it is the little bit of conscience that he has not lost.

It has been more than half an hour since she entered the temple, and since she has found out the information of the main owner, she must do something. Long Liyu gently took the hand of the woman next to her and handed her to the white-robed scholar Sun Yuanjie.

Sun Yuanjie's crazy face gradually calmed down, and he held Yue'e's hand and looked at Long Liyu and said, "Let's go, go into the hall, I've been waiting for this day for a long time......"

I saw that the figures of him and the three Yue'e gradually melted into the green light, only a peach blossom, an irise, and a daisy were undefeated in the wind.

You Long was depressed, took a sip of wine and said, "What the hell, I actually started to sympathize with this fake monk?"

Long Liyu's eyes chased the flowers floating in the air, and muttered, "If we enter the temple, he will definitely die." ”

You Long took another sip of wine, let out a long breath and said, "If this is the ending he has been waiting for for a long time, let's give him a ride and let's go!"

Long Liyu nodded, and suddenly said, "Third brother, if it were you, I would be like him, I would rather become a demon." ”

You Long was stunned and grinned, "So, you want to sell me to the kiln?"

Long Liyu gritted his teeth, turned his head and walked quickly towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"Woo-" When she stepped on the last step, the closed door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall suddenly opened, and a cold wind came over the face, and hundreds of unjust souls in the dark hall let out a sharp laugh in the air, flying wildly around the body of the white-robed person for a month.

The monk held a blood-dripping dagger in his hand and stared intently at a white cat crouching in front of him with his back to the temple door.

The white cat meowed and whimpered as it looked at the Buddha statue burned by the raging flames, but no one could understand the hidden inner voice of the cry.

"The time has come. Thank you for sending the slave heart back. It was snatched away by Master Hongsheng that day, and I thought that I would be discouraged from all hopes, but I didn't know that there was a hint of relief...... Oh, at that time, I suddenly realized that when obsession becomes a shackle, love and longing will also be devoured by countless souls on the mass graves. Now this walking corpse, even in his sleep, is in pain all the time. ”

"But after all, you did a lot of good deeds with your best effort, and so many people lived because of you. Or, we can help you ......"

"I don't want to make a fool of myself like that anymore. These 30 years of fighting for the tiger are full of sin, and there must be an explanation. ”

"All sins are mine, but they can be washed away with blood. Maybe in the next life, I can go to see her cleanly and frankly. ”

"I promise you that I will do everything in my power to send her to see you in the afterlife. ”

Monk Muen finally turned around, bowed deeply to Long Liyu, and said, "Sun has gone." ”

"Meow-" The slave heart suddenly let out a wail, and rushed to Monk Muen desperately.

A trace of hesitation and reluctance crossed Mu En's face, and he stabbed the blood-dripping dagger into his chest with all his might.

"Whew-" Blood splattered in the air, and the hideous ghosts, raging flames, white bones, and the silent white jade Buddha statue all disappeared.

Only the blood was real and hot, Mu En fell backwards, and the servile heart pounced on his body and screamed heartbreaking.

Mu En let go of the dagger and reached out to hug it, kissed the tears dripping from its eyes lovingly, and said with a smile: "In the next life, you must come to see me." ”

When he fell, the scenery of the meditation room returned, the spring rain was pouring outside the window, and the peach blossoms in the courtyard were in full bloom, fragrant and beautiful in the rain. The fragrance in the meditation room is faint, and there is a cold tea on several cases.

Mu En's body fell on the "Hundred Virtues Map", and the red blood quickly soaked the picture. I saw a blank space at the end of the scroll, and a painting slowly appeared.

The monk in the painting is still in a moon-white robe, holding a white cat in his left hand, holding a dagger inserted into his chest with his right hand, sitting cross-legged in the meditation room. In the corner of the eye, there is a rare half teardrop.

This is the last picture of "Hundred Virtues".

Long Liyu and You Long both looked at each other for a moment, recalling the Q&A in the meditation room earlier.

- Long Liyu asked: "What is the missing one?"

- The monk was silent, holding his right hand on his chest.

- You Long said disapprenously: "The monk may not have a Buddha in his heart, right?"

- Long Liyu smiled and said, "If I become a Buddha, why do I need a Buddha in my heart?"

This knife went down, broke the demons in the heart, and finally became a Buddha.

"Take care of her—" The light in Mu En's eyes gradually dimmed, and he picked up the white cat with both hands and handed it to Long Liyu.

The slave whimpered and struggled, not wanting to leave his embrace.

Long Liyu hugged the white cat and said, "Don't worry." ”

Monk Muen closed his eyes, his lips lightly recited: "Look at the sky all day long and don't raise your head, and the peach blossoms are full of flowers and start to raise your eyes." Rao Jun has a net to cover the sky, and he can be closed even if he rests——"

After chanting the Zen poem, there was no sound.

"Hmm-" The wind blew outside the window, shaking off the peach blossoms on the trees, and the petals flew into the meditation room and landed on Mu En's body.

You Long looked at Mu En's remains, feeling like he was in an unreal dream.

He was relieved by death, leaving behind a cat that fostered his lover's soul, and gave her to Long Liyu and himself.

This is the so-called "destined person"?

You Long's heart suddenly gave birth to a feeling of being hit in the head by bird feces when he went out, how did he win the lottery?

Suddenly, I heard Long Liyu whispering in her ear: "What a daze, hurry!"

As soon as You Long woke up, he immediately pulled the lid of the small wine jug in his hand.

A beam of blue light erupted from the pot, locking the three souls and seven spirits rising from Mu En's body, and in an instant, it was condensed into a small light pill and retracted back into the small wine jug.

"When, when, when, when......"

A low bell rang in the Yue'e Temple, one after another, drifting away in the spring rain.

There seemed to be a moment of trance in the heavens and the earth, only to see the golden Buddha light lit up in the temple, and the exclamations and cheers of good men and women sounded in the distance.

"Boom!" The golden light condensed into a bundle in the sky above the Daxiong Treasure Hall, containing the power of the Emperor of the Emperor, like a rainbow sweeping towards the mass grave behind the Yue'e Temple.

Long Liyu hugged the servile heart and whispered: "In the night, the heart is towards the light." After all, you are still the white-clothed scholar that Yue'e fell in love with back then......"

A tear fell on the back of Long Liyu's hand, it was a servile crying.

(End of chapter)