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The plain courtyard is the same as the courtyard outside, a simple room against the mountain wall, a path in the middle is paved with green bricks, leading to the door, there are grasses on both sides, it seems that no one has taken care of it seriously, and weeds have grown in many places.

Unlike the outside Zen room, there was a heavy black curtain hanging from the door of this room, and there didn't seem to be any other windows or other exits in the room other than this portal.

Ghost Li looked at this ordinary and ordinary hut, a thirst in his throat, but his hands clenched involuntarily. He looked at the Venerable Master, but saw that the Venerable Master's face was also very complicated, as if he was sorry, as if he was in pain, and it was difficult to explain it, and he was the same, looking at the small portal in a daze.

For a while, no one spoke, and in the silence, only in the weeds beside him, in an unknown place, there was a low sound of insects, and I didn't know what was calling.

After a long time, Venerable Puhong sighed softly and said, 'Let's go in!'

The muscles on Ghost Li's face twitched, and he whispered, "Okay. ’

Venerable Puhong stepped forward slowly, stretched out his hand to open the curtain, and with a squeak, pushed open the door.

The faint sound came from the rotors on the portal, and I don't know how long no one had pushed the door open, heavy and desolate.

A cold breath suddenly rushed out of the house, although the ghost was still standing outside the door, but being rushed by this cold air, with his kind of cultivation, he still couldn't help but shiver. In this small room, it seems to be the coldest place in the world.

Ghost Li frowned, a little hesitant, and at this time, the voice of Master Puhong came from behind the curtain, and said, "Little donor, come in!"

Ghost Li took a deep breath, shook his head, reached out to open the curtain, and strode in.

The curtain slowly fell, and the door creaked again with a desolate sound, and closed softly.

In the small courtyard, calm was restored again, and the figure of the Fa Xiang slowly walked over from the front, looking at the plain hut, chanting the Buddha lightly in his mouth, but he bent down and bowed, with a solemn and solemn expression on his face.

The curtains were lowered, the wooden doors were closed, and the room was dark because there were no windows.

A biting chill surged from all directions in an instant, as if countless cold steel needles were about to pierce the skin. Ghost Li had just recovered from a serious illness, and he had a few cold wars for a while, but he was not a mortal after all, and the true method in his body was slowly adapted to a few pranayamas. Although the chill could not enter the body, the biting cold was still extremely uncomfortable.

This hut on Mount Meru seems to be even colder than the bitter cold land of the Arctic Ice Sheet.

Ghost Li was shocked in his heart, and when he was in doubt, he only heard a low sigh from the mouth of Master Puhong in front of him, and said, "Senior brother, we have come to see you, this person, you have been wanting to see you for a long time!"

His voice was low and strangely emotional, and the chill in the room suddenly turned out to be a little colder, almost freezing people's blood.

Then, a faint light, white with a hint of silver light, slowly lit up from the front of Master Puhong and the ghost, at the end of the hut.

The light was light and snowy, first blooming, and then at the edge of the light another silver-white shimmer slowly lit up, but it was close to it and merged into one, and then one after another shimmers lit up one after another, and gradually it was seen that it was a disc shape about a foot square.

The light was soft, pure white as snow, the light could not rise more than a foot high, and the end seemed to turn into a little snowflake, and like a white firefly, dancing gently and falling slowly, almost like a dream.

Then, the wisps of light slowly merged, gradually brightening, and the ghost Li and Puhong Venerable only heard a soft roar in the room, the sound was pleasant, and the white light was flourishing, and it instantly emitted brilliance, illuminating the whole room.

At that moment, Venerable Puhong lowered his head and chanted the Buddha's name, but in an instant, he only felt that the blood in his whole body was frozen, and he could no longer feel the slightest warmth, and even his own heartbeat could not be felt, and it seemed to stop in an instant.

He just stood there like a stiff icicle, staring blankly into the depths of the light, with no other thoughts in his mind, only two words echoing in his mind

Wisdom!

The glow was like snow, brilliant and flowing, emanating from a pure white and jade-like disc, and at the same time braving the chill of the forest. And on that one-foot-square disk, there was a person sitting cross-legged, who was the person who changed the fate of Zhang Xiaofan's life and made today's ghost unforgettable-Puzhi.

From a distance, Puzhi's face was lifelike, although his skin looked extremely pale and there was no trace of anger, but if he looked closely, there was no sign of dryness. Even, he was still the compassionate and peaceful old monk in Zhang Xiaofan's memory, but he didn't change in the slightest, but there was a faint hint of pain in his expression.

Except for the body.

Somehow, Pu Zhi's body was twice as small as the original, and it was precisely because of this that he was able to sit on the pure white cold jade plate, thinking that the cold air in this room was attacking, but he didn't see any ice cubes piled up, most of the reason was also on this strange treasure. And of course, Puzhi's body can be kept for so long, most of which is also due to the work of this strange treasure.

It's just that the ghost Li can't think of so much in his mind, the compassionate and peaceful monk sitting on the jade plate is clearly deeply engraved in his heart, and he has not forgotten it for more than ten years.

Is it hate?

Yes?

His mind was sometimes empty, sometimes like a storm, thunder and lightning, a thousand pains and grievances, and all the time in his heart!

That kind monk was the one who saved his life, the one who taught him the true way to treat him like a son, but it was this seemingly compassionate monk who ruined his life and made him suffer day and night, like falling into the abyss of the underworld......

Grievances were entangled, I thought it was only in my heart, but I didn't expect to see his face again today.

Under the agitation of the ghost's heart, some of them couldn't stand, they were dizzy, and their bodies fell to the side. At this moment, a gentle and warm hand reached out from the side and supported him, and at the same time, a familiar breath was the Buddha's true Dharma Dafa Prajna, which came from the palm of that hand, which was extremely thick, and slowly subdued the blood and qi that was rushing and agitating in the heart of the ghost.

'Amitabha, little donor, don't get too excited, take care of your health. Master Puhong's calm voice came softly from the side.

Ghost Liru woke up from a dream, gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, let go of Pu Hong's hand, and stood up straight again, however, his eyes never left Pu Zhi's face. In the faint light, the look of pain on Pu Zhi's peaceful face seemed to be even more profound.

Master Puhong was on the side, carefully looking at Ghost Li, in his eyes, this young man's painful and changeable face at the moment was changing in the faint light, at this moment, Ghost Li was no longer the world-famous demon demon, but just a painful mortal in his eyes, just like the young man many years ago.

He sighed softly, his eyes were heavy, he turned his head to look at Pu Zhi in front of him, slowly stepped forward, stared at Pu Zhi's face, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, your last last wish before your death, as a senior brother, I have already done it for you, senior brother is incompetent, and he can't save you back then." Evil causes produce evil results, and self-debt needs to be tasted. This is what you said back then, I hope you will let go of your sins as soon as possible and be reincarnated. Amitabha!'

He folded his hands on Puzhi's body, saluted, and then walked straight out, and at the moment when he was about to go out, he said lightly: "Little donor, I think you also want to be alone with Puzhi for a while! I'm in the front meditation room, if you have anything, just come to me." ’

Ghost Li didn't speak, it seemed to be deaf, and at this moment, in his eyes, there was only the Puzhi monk in the faint light.

Venerable Puhong sighed, opened the door, lifted the curtain, and walked out. There was silence in the room.

Ghost Li slowly, slowly moved his feet, and walked towards Puzhi little by little.

He seemed to be afraid of something, a little overwhelmed, obviously he had gritted his teeth and hated it, but for what, at this time, his heart was pouring with infinite sadness.

The man sat there quietly, without the slightest anger, but as if he had been waiting for something, and even on his face with a look of pain, there seemed to be more longing and anticipation.

Ghost Li slowly walked in front of him, staring at Pu Zhi, his hands slowly clenched, his nails sinking deep into the flesh, but in the end he finally let go.

He seemed to have lost his support, and he was weak, just like this, silently fell to the ground, sat in front of Puzhi, and said nothing.

The faint light flickered, shining on Puzhi and him, the figures of the two people!

Time has paused in this room, sometimes reversing, sometimes jumping, but what kind of hearts do not change after all?

Even if one is still beating, the other is silent!

'Boom...... Boom...... Boom...... Knock ......'

The morning bell, ringing again, echoes in every corner of Mount Meru, melodious, waking people up from dreams, but there is a taste that can take people away from the mundane world.

At the top of Mount Meru, in the small Tianyin Temple, outside the silent meditation room, there was a knock on the door.

Venerable Puhong raised his eyebrows, then shook his head slightly, sighed, and said, "Is it the Faxiang, come in!"

Fa Ying came in and walked over to bow to Master Puhong, and when he looked at his face, there seemed to be a hint of worry, and said, "Master, it's been a whole day and a night, and Master Zhang hasn't come out yet. ’

Venerable Puhong shook his head and said, "The fate of the world, the love and hatred of the world, where is it so easy to see and let go!'

Fa Xiang said in a low voice, "Yes." Then he frowned and said to Master Pu Hong: "Master, I am worried that there is a 'Jade Ice Tray' in the hut, although it can protect the immortality of Uncle Pu Zhi's Dharma Body, but it is extremely harmful to ordinary people. And Zhang Shizhu has just recovered from his serious injuries, and he is in a state of confusion and pain, in case anything falls...... The root of the disease, how can we be worthy of Uncle Puzhi's deathbed explanation?'

Venerable Puhong said lightly, "It's okay, I have used the Great Brahma Prajna to protect his heart veins yesterday, and coupled with his own cultivation, although the cold qi is poisonous, it is expected that there will be no major problem. ’

When Fa Xiang heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I see, the disciple is also relieved." ’

Venerable Puhong nodded, glanced at the Fa Xiang at the same time, and said, "I see that you are very concerned about this Zhang Shishi, although you have your Uncle Pu Zhi on his deathbed that day, but you yourself seem to look at him differently!"

Fa Xiang smiled and said, "Master's discernment, it is true. ’

As he spoke, he seemed to recall the past, sighed, and said, "Don't hide from the master, since I first met Master Zhang Shizhu until now, ten years have passed in a hurry. In the past ten years, the disciples have made small progress in learning Buddhism and Taoism, but they have been like babies in their lives, and there has been little change. Only this Zhang Shizhu, looking at his life, stormy waves, ups and downs, great sorrow and suffering, grievances and hatreds, the Buddha said that all kinds of pain, but let him taste them one by one. ’

Venerable Puhong was slightly moved, and he recited a Buddha name lightly.

Fa Xiang also said: 'The disciple also thought of this Zhang Shi Master in the middle of the night, and he also used his body to represent him, just imagine that all kinds of pain happened to the disciple. It's a pity that the disciple's Buddhism is not deep after all, and he is terrified. The Buddha said that the flesh and skin are just dust after all, but this heart is the only way, and the emphasis is on understanding. Every time I think of this, I think of Master Zhang's rough life, but now he can still support it, and his disciples really admire it. ’

Speaking of this, Fa Xiang's expression suddenly changed, but he knelt down to Master Puhong.

Venerable Puhong was stunned and said, 'Why are you doing this?'

Fa Xiang said in a low voice: "The master is above, the disciple's cultivation is shallow, and the understanding of Buddhism is not deep, but he is suffering from demons in his heart for a character like Zhang Shizhu, and he can't bear it. May I ask the teacher to exert great magical powers, use the boundless power of our Buddha to cross the point to him, and use the Buddha's mercy to dissolve his anger, so that he can get rid of the sea of suffering in his heart. This is also a matter of great merit, the upper should be merciful to the heart of heaven, and the lower can also comfort the deceased Uncle Puzhi. Master has mercy!'

With that, he fell to the ground with his hands and bowed three times in a row.

Venerable Master Puhong shook his head and sighed, and sighed, "Idiot! Besides, it's not that the teacher doesn't want to cross this person, but that he has experienced many hardships and ups and downs in his life, and to this day, his heart is as solid as a rock, and extraordinary people can shake his heart. As the so-called Buddha is in the human heart, all sentient beings have Buddha fate, and in the future, they will fall into the sea of suffering, or turn back to bliss, all in their hearts, and we will not be able to exert our power on him. ’

Fa Xiang slowly stood up, bowed his head and folded his head, and there was inevitably a look of disappointment on his face, but he still said in a low voice: "Yes, disciple understands. ’

Pu Hong pondered for a moment and said, "You better go to the back hut to see him, although the cold in the house should be fine, but with his current body, it is not a good thing not to eat water and rice all day and night." ’

Fa responded with a sound, calmed down, walked outside the house, and was about to open the door to go out, when suddenly he saw a person standing outside the door, and the sun shone in from behind the man, and the man's face was in a shadow, and he couldn't see his face clearly for a while.

Fa Xiang was taken aback, took a step back, and then saw that it was Ghost Li who didn't know when he came to the door of the house, standing quietly. After a day and a night, Ghost Li didn't seem to be tired, but his face had become very pale, and his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he was afraid that he hadn't closed his eyes all night.

When he saw that it was Faxiang, the corners of Ghost Li's mouth moved, and he slowly nodded to Faxiang, Faxiang was stunned for a moment, and returned the salute. Ghost Li then slowly walked in and stood opposite Master Puhong.

The Venerable Master Puhong was still sitting cross-legged on the meditation bed as he was yesterday, holding a rosary in his hand, and constantly turning. Seeing that the ghost wanted to speak and stopped, he was not surprised, and said lightly to the Fa Xiang: "Move a chair for the little benefactor, and in addition, you can sit down too!"

Fa Xiang agreed, dragged a chair over for Ghost Li to sit on, and sat on the side himself.

Venerable Puhong was silent for a moment, and then said, "If you have anything to ask me now, just say hello." ’

Ghost Li's eyes seemed to be a little uncertain, as if his state of mind had not been calmed down until now, and after a while, he heard him whisper: "Why did you Tianyin Temple save me?"

The Venerable Master Puhong said: 'Everything has a cause and a cause, the donor has today's rough and tumble situation, and there are many evil fruits planted by the Puzhi disciple of Tianyin Temple back then, even so, Tianyin Temple will not be able to see death without saving. ’

Ghost snorted and said, "If you do this, you are not afraid that Qingyunmen will turn against you?"

Venerable Puhong smiled slightly and said, "I'm afraid. ’

Ghost Li was taken aback when he heard him so straightforward, and said, "Then you still ......."

Venerable Puhong shook his head and said, "Tianyin Temple has been friends with Qingyunmen for generations, and the ancestors of all generations have reprimanded them, so they should not be destroyed at will. That's why I ordered them to wrap you in black and snatch you back without a trace. ’

Ghost Li sneered: "The masters in the Qingyun Sect are like clouds, what if you expose your traces?"

The Venerable Master Puhong said lightly, "I ordered them to hide their traces for the sake of the harmony between the two factions, and I didn't want the two sects of the righteous path to have a quarrel. But if it's really unexpected, it's nothing, in order to save you, you have to turn your face. ’

The ghost stared at Venerable Puhong and said in a deep voice, 'What are you trying to do so desperately to save me?'

This time, Master Puhong was silent, but Ghost Li didn't ask questions, just stared at him.

After a long time, Venerable Pu Hong let out a long sigh and said, 'Do you want to know the time when Senior Brother Pu Zhi was dying, when he struggled back to Tianyin Temple until he passed away?'

The ghost shook his body, and he couldn't speak for a while, looking at the pain in his eyes, as if there was another storm in his heart, and finally, he whispered, "Yes." ’

Somehow, his voice was a little hoarse.