Yin Tomb Yang House

Section 33, Buddha's Blood [single chapter five thousand words]

"See you!" Ye Yi said indifferently, his arm suddenly became energetic, and the knife in his hand suddenly pierced the other party's body.

At this moment, behind me, a woman's voice suddenly sounded behind us, screaming in the space of the warehouse: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Xinyi?

She woke up at this time!

In surprise, I turned my head and saw it, and Ye Yi also turned his head.

At this time, Master Fanchen suddenly shouted, "Dodge!" When the words fell, Master Fanchen suddenly pushed away Ye Yi, who was still squatting and knelt in front of Kill Wuqiu, holding the handle of the knife.

In everyone's shocked eyes, I don't know when the handsome head was replaced by a sheep's head. The threaded horn on the forehead pierced Master Fanchen's chest in an instant, and the black horn tip came out of Master Fanchen's back. The blood fell down orderly and disorderly along the natural thread on the sheep's horn.

Master Fanchen suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood "Puff!" He looked up and fell back.

"But... Xi..." The sheep's head was full of blood, a pair of big sheep's eyes were dim, and the black wool was stained with a lot of blood. The sheep's head said these two words in his mouth and then lowered his head silently.

"Master!" Ye Yi shouted.

"Master!" I called.

"Ah!" Xiao Xinyi shouted.

Ye Yi kicked away the goat spirit, turned over and hugged Master Fanchen, and roared, "Master!"

I was stunned. How could it be like this?

In an instant, my cold sweat came out. His heart kept twitching, and his mouth unconsciously said, "My fault, my fault, my fault..."

Yes, it's my fault!

If I had listened to Ye Yi's words, it wouldn't have been like this. If I had killed this goat spirit with my own hands, I wouldn't have died.

I suddenly ran to Master Fanchen and leaned over to see his injury. At the same time, I shouted to Ye Yi, "Ye Yi, this is a hospital. I'm going to see a doctor."

I stood up and was about to run, and my hand was grabbed by Ye Yi: "It's useless..."

I stopped. Yes, the wound in my chest was fatal enough. Even the best doctor, with the best equipment, could only be deterred. The three words in Ye Yi's mouth made me feel guilty in an instant because of the fierce stab, which made me almost suffocated.

This is my fault!

Dong

I knelt on the ground with guilt.

Men have gold under their knees, and men don't shed tears easily.

This is my fault...

Next to me, the man turned into a black sheep lying on the ground, his body twitching unconsciously, and spitting blood foam in his mouth. A stream of sheep, coquettish and smell began to spread under the black monk's robe. Right in front of me, Master Fanchen also spit out blood foam and looked straight at the roof. Ye Yi had squared him on the ground. I feel like a sinner for thousands of years, the kind who is unforgiving. It's all my stubbornness, my hypocrisy, my distrust and my apocritity.

That's why such a thing happened. If the sheep spirit had not recovered its strength just now, I would have killed it with a knife, and such a thing would not have happened in front of my eyes. The horn pierced and killed Master Fanchen, but the horn also pierced my heart and killed my last trace of falsehood. My unrealistic, my ego, my self-righteousness, do not listen to the advice and advice of my friends.

"I'm sorry." I touched the ground with my head, clenched my fists and hit the ground fiercely to repent in my heart.

Isn't there a god when you raise your head three feet?

Haven't you seen the shepherd spirit harming people? Why is this so? The depression of these days and the tension of these days have all erupted.

I suddenly found that I was just an ordinary person! My psychological quality is not as good or strong as I thought. What's more, there is no excitement and excitement in my heart when I went out to catch ghosts with Ye Yi for the first time.

It turns out that reality is not a movie, not a game, but a dead person in reality! When I thought that I had seen too much death and fear had become like steel, the death of a monk Fanchen, who had not been in touch with much, but was like a comrade-in-arms, hit me like a heavy hammer on my disguised shell.

It turns out that people can die! It turns out that there will be such a danger with us! One wrong step is hell, and one wrong person can be divided into yin and yang. It is no longer the resurrection waiting in the game. If you die, there is nothing left. When a person dies, I have to live with this guilt on my back. Tears of self-reproach and regret began to gushe.

"Amitabha Buddha." A Buddha's name made me raise my head and touch my tears to look at the person who shouted the Buddha's name. In a trance, I thought Master Fanchen was talking, but in fact, what I saw was the release monk.

He stood in front of me holding his chest, bent down and stretched out his hand, and dragged my shoulder: "Get up, it's not your fault."

"I..." I gritted my teeth and shook my head. It's my fault, I know: "Release Master, it's my fault. I'm sorry, if I had listened to Ye Yi's words earlier, Master Fanchen would have been fine.

The release master shook his head with a smile on his face and said, "You don't need to be sad. The teacher once had a glimpse of the sky. There will be a disaster when you go down the mountain this time. This is the number of fate. It has nothing to do with your friend's fault. You don't have to blame yourself.

I raised my head, looked into the eyes of the release master and said, "If I had killed it early, such a thing would not have happened."

The free monk smiled and said, "The poor monk just exerted his strength and declined. It can be heard and seen that what the little friend did was not wrong. There are not many people in the world who can stick to their hearts like little friends. Let's get up if there is nothing wrong with little friends.

I silently looked at the position where Master Fanchen was lying. He was not completely dead. I don't know what kind of force made him persist. Maybe he could hear what I said?

It seemed that I could see my concerns. I released the master Fuxiu and walked to Master Fanchen. He knelt down beside him and said, "Master, I, the Buddha summoned me. I don't know what else I want to end?"

Master Fanchen's mouth was crunchy. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

People who practice Buddhism are different from ordinary people, especially this kind of devout believers of Buddhism can directly cross the door of life and death and enter reincarnation. It is almost impossible to grab the soul after death.

In addition, even if ordinary people die, as long as they don't have this obsession, it is almost impossible to stay in this world. The soul after the new death is in a muddle, and it is difficult to ask what it is. Maybe some people say that it can be a ghost. The soul of the new death is as delicate as a newborn baby, and those who can play with the ghost are all old ghosts! In other words, the soul energy of the new dead person is not enough to do anything.

This is why these people are obviously strong people with profound Taoism, but they have to ask questions before they die, just like in the TV series.

Release the monk to help Master Fanchen up and help him sit on the ground cross-legged. The blood on the chest is flowing, and the jacket under the wound is full of large blood stains.

Have you seen the way of passing on skills in martial arts movies?

I opened my eyes for the first time. This kind of thing really exists!

I saw the release of the monk's hands against the back of Master Fanchen, and then the release master's forehead began to shine faintly. That's right, it's bright! The bald head seemed to turn into a low light bulb in an instant, faintly emitting golden light. Is this the legendary Buddha's light?

The so-called Buddha's enlightenment, in addition to chanting ten thousand times and hundreds of millions of scriptures, relying on devout thoughts and faith, the higher-end way to open the light is that Buddhist monks with Buddha's light and golden blood have such ability. I actually saw such a strong scene. It turns out that there is really a Buddha's light!

Release the continuous flashing of the Buddha's light above the monk's head, there seems to be an intermittent feeling. Naturally, I don't know how dangerous and almost separated they were before. I don't know what these Buddha's golden blood mean to a monk.

All I know is that the Buddha's light is shining, and it feels warm on all of us.

Master Fanchen, who had lost too much blood and was about to die, actually had a tendency to gradually improve. I saw that his heaving chest became much more stable.

This incredible scene appeared in front of my eyes.

I asked Ye Yi excitedly, "This, this is the internal power to save people, right?"

Ye Yi squatted not far from me and didn't look back and said to me, "It's not to save people."

I didn't give up and said, "Ye Yi, in this case, I'll go to the doctor. Maybe there is a way!"

Ye turned his head and looked at me and said, "Master Fanchen's heart has been pierced, and his cultivation has completely dissipated. It is simply a return to heaven. Now release the Buddha light of the master with his own cultivation to forcibly reverse the time of death, completely stimulate the last life potential in the body, and have the ability to act in a very short time.

So that's it...

At this time, Master Fanchen's almost diffused pupils gradually condensed together, and his eyes began to become refreshed. There was a smile on the corners of his mouth, and he even had the strength to raise his hand to wipe the blood stains from the corners of his mouth.

I saw the golden light on the head of the release master behind him getting weaker and weaker.

Master Fanchen opened his mouth, clucked a few times in his throat, and suddenly spit out a small blood clot, and then I could clearly hear the sound of deep breathing. Then, Master Fan Chen opened his mouth and said, "Several friends, this separation is far away. When the poor monk went down the mountain, he had a hunch that this disaster had passed, but if he could be careful everywhere, the poor monk had never been righteous. It seems that it just delayed for a while. Ye Xiaoyou, please apologize to Taiyi Daoyou. If the poor monk doesn't keep his hand downstairs of Yang Xiaoyou's house tonight, maybe he won't have to suffer this doom. Ha ha, the poor monk just stayed for more than 10 hours because of this one. After all, he still couldn't avoid it.

Yang Xiaoyou, you don't need to be sad. The poor monk wants to say that you are intelligent, but you have to jump out of the fixed thinking mode, which requires a process. My Buddha also has a saying that killing is to stop killing. The poor monk can't blame you for this disaster, but after the poor monk persuades his friends, he remembers that if he can kill one person and save many people, why do he need this? It's good to have a clear conscience, otherwise my Buddhism will not have a monk arhats who protects the courtyard. If the Buddha does not kill, it is the root of good. When does Buddhism not eat meat and drink alcohol? Those rules and regulations are just the harsh spells imposed on the monks by the rulers of the former dynasty. This heart is also good in the Buddha, and the heart is in the world. In addition to faith, there is also a free and easy mood.

I forced life and death, and it was wrong to avoid the doom. Now because of my fault, I want to make my friends have a grudge in their hearts, and even implicate in cause and effect, but it is unnecessary. Yang Xiaoyou and Ye Xiaoyou can be happy, and there is no need to worry about the death of the old monk, let alone blame themselves. This is really a disaster for you, um... I'll release it."

"Master, my apprentice is here."

The monk Fanchen said, "After my death, there are nine seven-color relics in my body, which can be given to several friends and their families. May promise,?"

"Yes." The release of the monk answered happily.

Is this the last thing Master Fanchen wants to say? He forced to concentrate the last life potential, not the glitz of the world, but because he wanted to relieve the guilt in our hearts and gifts?

The high monk's relith relith is hard to find.

In this world, the real relics of Buddhism are very rare treasures. Each relith is the essence of the monk's life. There is such a real relith to protect the body, or a town house. Ordinary people can live a happy life. From then on, there will be no disease and no disaster. It is impossible to go out to pick up money, but they can hardly find such people with colds, fevers and runny noses, car accidents and man-made disasters. Unless this kind of person is born with many evil deeds, he is an unrighteous person. What's more, I disdain to say that some ghosts and evil spirits will walk around with such people for fear of touching the 'mold head'.

Now, how can this Taoist monk say it's a gift? Didn't you send one?

After releasing and agreeing, Master Fanchen looked at the two of us and said, "Two little friends, come here."

I quickly knelt down and walked over. I don't know why I thought it would make me feel better. Maybe I'm too cheap?

Master Fanchen didn't stop me from doing this, but just smiled and watched both of us come to him.

Ye Yi also knelt on one knee beside Master Fanchen. Master Fanchen said, "The poor monk's understanding of Buddhism is also a small success. Today, the poor monk is also predestined with two little friends. In addition to a few remits in my body, I also need to add some cause and effect to you. Even if it's okay for you to apologize to the poor monk?

I nodded. Although I didn't understand why, Master Fanchen meant to make me apologize? OK, as long as I can make amends, I can do whatever I want! If it weren't for my indecision, how could such a thing happen? I feel safe about this crime, and I take it for granted.

Ye Yi retorted, "No, no, can the master know the consequences of doing this?"

I looked at Ye Yi for no reason and asked, "What's going on?"

Ye Yiyi: "Master Fanchen wants to condense golden blood and pass it on to us."

Ah? Give us the golden blood?

Seeing that I don't understand, Ye Yi hurriedly said, "Recepting Buddha's blood is equivalent to accepting Master Fanchen's Buddhist mantle."

Damn it! Isn't that to be a monk?

Ye Yi continued: "In this way, you and I are separated from the causal relationship. Your cause and effect is that you should have killed the sheep spirit but the master did not die. My cause and effect is that I die and the master does not die. We all owe the master a share of cause and effect, which will involve the next life, and we don't even know how many lives until it is paid off. But if we inherit the manta of the Buddha's blood, the master will give up this cause and effect, and it has nothing to do with us from now on. But from now on, we will have a direct causal relationship with Buddhism, and the causal relationship of Buddhism is the easiest to solve than the cause and effect between people. If you believe, you will be connected, and if you don't believe, you will be broken.

I took a long breath. I owed so much, but what cause and effect did it become debt-free in the end? I'd rather carry this strange causal relationship than make myself so relaxed. It's not that I'm cheap, but because I can't forgive the mistakes I made in my heart.

However, the old monk who is on the verge of death in front of him, the purpose of sticking to it until now is to let go of the burden in our hearts. He deeply knows that we are not that kind of devout believers, even if we have Buddha's blood and reli protection in the future. But if you think that you are a disciple of Buddhism, you have nothing to do with my Buddha!

No fate! That is, there is no cause and effect!

It will be broken cleanly and neatly!

This is what Master Fanchen wants to do...

He looked at us.

We looked at him.

The three people looked at each other silently and were silent.

The Buddha light behind Master Fanchen is getting weaker and weaker

I took a deep breath and said slowly, "I accept it."

Ye Yi looked at me in surprise. He couldn't believe that I would accept it.

I don't know why I accept it. Maybe it's because of Buddha's blood? Maybe it's because of the reli. No, it's not, I think it's probably because of Buddhism! However, the sentence that Ye Yi explained to me just now is directly related to Buddhism. Inherited Buddha's blood and Dharma.

Yes! I want to be stronger!

I want to become the same person as Ye Yi. I don't want to drag Ye Yi back! I don't want to be an ordinary person who only knows how to follow Ye's buttocks. If something happens, he is in the front, and I collect money after the event, but I can't do anything! As long as I accept the old monk's Dharma, Buddha's blood. I may become a master similar to Ye Yi.

Maybe I'm still selfish! Maybe there will be a letter explained by Ye Yi in my subconscious, and if I don't believe it, I will break it. At this moment, as an ordinary person, I also have the most fragile and selfish side! They are so deep that I didn't really understand their existence until now.

Master Fanchen nodded to me with a smile and put his hand on my forehead. For a moment, something particularly warm seemed to pass from the palm of his hand to my body.

This feeling is very strange, as if the warm current is sticky and can't swim in the body.

Gradually, in my vision, Master Fanchen's originally strong body gradually dried up and gradually became wrinkled, as if he had aged for dozens of years at this moment. I slowly raised my hand and grabbed my fist.

[This chapter is a little tangled. The reason... I can't explain it clearly. It's all in the article. If you can't understand it, just complain in the book review section.]

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