After getting along for a year, Yu Yi also saw some things clearly.

Although this non-Buddha temple is a Buddhist temple, in the name of participating in Zen enlightenment and purifying all sentient beings, it never worships gods and Buddhas, nor does it worship the fairy world.

Sure enough, this demon monk is different from ordinary monks.

This year, Yu Yi told Huiqian about himself, and at the same time apologized for deliberately concealing it before.

As a monk, theoretically speaking, Hui Qian should say something to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, and persuade him to let go of his hatred.

As a result, it turned out to be the opposite.

Hui Qian said: "It's no wonder, the hatred in your heart is too deep to calm down, and you need revenge to let go." But your heart and lungs have not healed, how can you repay the ugliness. ”

Yu Yi didn't answer, and looked at Hui Qian with a heavy heart.

Hui Qian continued: "There are some scriptures in my room, although they can't help you avenge the blood and the sea, you can read them carefully, you might as well try them." ”

Yu Yi felt that what he said was not bad, and he couldn't even move the power of the Yuan Shen in such a situation, and he was talking about revenge.

So, he decided to give it a try.

So, he began a life of morning bells and dusk drums, yellow rolls and green lights.

Hui Qian never talked to him about the cause and effect of Buddhism, let alone persuaded him to let go.

Buddhism crosses people, but it cannot be forced, if you meet people, you will persuade people to take refuge in Buddhism, this is not a degree, but a promotion.

In the third year of Yu Yi's arrival at the Buddhaless Monastery, the abbot of Daoyuan died, and in Buddhism, it was a round death, the perfection of all virtues, and the extinction of all evils.

The cause of death was tuberculosis, and he died without treatment, it turned out that demons can also be infected, and it turned out that demon monks can also pass away.

The monks at the temple cremated Dogen's body and buried his ashes on the hillside behind, leaving no relics.

Yu Yi sat under the plane tree outside the meditation room for three days and nights, not a drop of water entered, not a drop of rice was not touched, no chanting, no rest, just sitting like a fool.

He saw a colorful phoenix flying over, circling around the sycamore for a while and then flying away. He saw a green dragon flying over, and when he looked closely, he realized that it was a hallucination.

He saw the tragic death of his people again.

The immortal soldiers will take advantage of the night to kill, and the person at the head is the Bodhi Phantom Dust, she did not change into a battle armor, but was still dressed in a green robe.

Phantom Dust silently recited the incantation, urging the spiritual power, and in an instant, the mountains shook, and the rumbling sound broke through the sky.

The blood-red killing aura filled the entire valley, the water of the mountain stream was sucked dry, and the underwater palace hidden underground collapsed in an instant, ceasing to exist.

The sons and daughters of the dragon clan want to fight to the death, but between the wild heavenly fire, under the countless arrows and rain, they have no power to fight back in the face of the magic power of the phantom dust.

One creature after another died under the arrows, burned by the flames, and died from the blood-red killing aura......

The sister who burned his body in the sky protected him behind him with the power of the dragon soul, and desperately rushed outward to kill, rushing out of a circle, and someone surrounded him, and then rushed out, and someone surrounded him......

The elder sister finally tore a gap in the open net of the fairy world and protected him, but her spiritual power was exhausted, and she was pierced through her heart by phantom dust, and she was burned into ashes little by little under the heavenly fire.

At that moment, he felt the pain of burning his heart again, and his brain was clicking painfully, as if it would burst at any moment.

Every night he dreamed of the tragic death of his people, and every time he woke up, he would be full of fire and headaches.

"Sister!"

He saw his sister again, and she came slowly in a green dress, still with a kind and warm smile on her face.

"Yi'er, don't carry the pain, live carefree as before, my sister is always there. ”

"Sister!"

For the first time after the robbery, a smile appeared on his face, and he suddenly got up and ran towards his sister, hugging her in her arms as if he were a child.

As a result, he threw himself into the air and didn't get anything, and the sister he saw was the same as the green dragon before, all of them were phantoms.

My sister's phantom vanished, and the smile on his face disappeared little by little.

Since then, he has continued to live a life of green lights and yellow scrolls, twilight drums and morning bells. gradually dissipated the anger in his heart, and gradually let go of the hatred in his heart.

Can people really let go of hatred, I don't know.

......

Early one morning, Yu Yi meditated and chanted on the futon. A woman in a red dress with loose hair pushed the door in, and this person was the phoenix.

"Yu Yi, it's really you, it's time, come out with me. ”

He heard his voice, and slowly opened his eyes, and the old man was reunited, but his eyes were calm, and the expression on his face did not fluctuate at all.

"Donor, you have found the wrong person, the poor monk is called Huikong, Yu Yi has died in the disaster three hundred years ago. ”

Dharma name Huikong, why don't you call it Wukong.

Three hundred years, he disappeared for three hundred years, and she waited for him for three hundred years.

A day ago, she woke up in a dream, dreaming that he was hiding in a Zen monastery on the outskirts of Yiling City, and she didn't have time to tell anyone else before she came looking for him.

However, he never expected that he had become a monk and did not recognize his identity as the prince of the Dragon Clan, only his voice and appearance were still the same.

"Three hundred years ago, the fairy world slaughtered your dragon clan, but now you are committed to the Buddhist temple, have you forgotten the deep hatred of the sea of blood? ”

"There is a definite number of life and death, and the destruction of the dragon clan is irreversible, and it is irreversible for non-human beings. Yu Yi has already put it down, and the donor should also put it down as soon as possible. ”

She hurried up to him, her breath so heavy that she could barely breathe.

"Let it go, you hate it so much, you actually say let it go. Hmph, whether you are Yu Yi or Huikong, you must follow me down the mountain today, I need the power of your dragon soul for revenge. ”

"What if I avenged you, can the dead be brought back to life? ”

He played with the sandalwood rosary in his hand unhurriedly, and his voice was calm as usual, without a trace of waves.

"It's too painful to live with hatred, so why bother to add to your sins. Let go, forgive others, and let yourself go. ”

"Forgive, hum, put away your mercy. The Emperor of Heaven killed you and my people, you said forgiveness, if he wants to take your life tomorrow, will you also give your life without hesitation? ”

He shook his head, slowly stood up, stopped the rosary in his hand, and walked out the door step by step.

"No, the past is the past, and the future needs to be done with all our might. If someone wants to take the life of the benefactor, the poor monk should do his best to protect the benefactor. ”

She walked out of the meditation room with him, feeling more and more puzzled.

If he really goes deep into the empty gate, he should cut off the dust edge, and the four are empty, how can he say that he will protect me.

There is also this temple, there is no smell of incense, and the air is fresh and tight.

What kind of place is this, could it be that someone has cast a spell, and everyone who comes in has lost their minds.

Otherwise, how would he have become what he is today, full of words of forgiveness and letting go.

"You really won't come with me. ”

"The red world has become a thing of the past, and this is the destination of Huikong. ”

"I have waited for you for 300 years, I have been looking for you for 300 years, and now I finally found you, but in exchange for your words, it is a thing of the past. ”

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, the more anxious she became, snatched the rosary from his hand, crushed it with her fingers, and sprinkled it on the ground.

"You don't recognize your identity as Yu Yi, don't you recognize me regardless of the hatred of the dead clan and the extinction of the species? ”