After my wife pulled out my oxygen tube, I was born again

Once upon a time, Zen Master Jijue was as famous as his master.

The two of them cherished each other even more.

Master once said that this old monk is not a human being, but some kind of existence.

But Master didn’t say anything specific.

"You...can't let go, your obsession has become a reality. Now that you are starting over, you must take good care of others."

"Fuck!"

Sure enough, the other party knows about him?

It seems that he really did not guess or hear it, but actually divined it.

"Then you think I'm wrong?"

"No, the dream is the same, no matter what. It has never changed, and it has never changed."

"I just want to find an opportunity to meet you, but I am satisfied to see you today. However, if I leave, I hope you can take more care of the temple."

"Do you want to do asceticism?"

"If you devote your whole heart to the Buddha, there will be no more suffering."

"Since the donor agreed, I would like to thank you. Since you and I are destined to be together, it is naturally for this reason."

While talking, the old monk took out an ancient book and handed it to Song Yang.

Song Yang took it with both hands and found that the words Dayan Jing were clearly written on this ancient book.

"This is... so precious!"

The old monk disagreed. He smiled and said: "It's not precious. I want to replace this book with the donor's hundreds of years of life as a reference for enlightenment."

"I wonder, can the donor tell me something?"

Song Yang nodded. He knew the importance of the Dayan Sutra. It was also a divination method and was very famous in the Divination Sect.It is said that this can deduce the rise and fall and see the future.

But he didn't know whether it was true or not.

After all, he did not obtain the Great Evolution Sutra in his previous life.

He had tried many methods for this book in his previous life, but he just couldn't find it.

Unexpectedly, he would meet him in the future!

After Song Yang told his story, the old monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, it seems that I did not mix things with people."

"Master, since you can count me, you also know my master? Where is he now?"

"I don't know. I can't calculate everything. I also want to remind you that the Zhanzhen sect is not only incomprehensible to the world, but also more likely to die young."

"I don't know if this book is a blessing or a curse for you, but no matter what, I will trust you."

Song Yang waved his hands and said with a smile: "Master, you are so complimentary!"

"You don't have to be so polite. My time is coming soon. I am lucky to meet you! One last thing to remind you, don't take a plane when you go back!"

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, Song Yang suddenly shivered. At this moment, he heard Su Bei's nervous voice: "Mr. Song? Master Song?!"

Song Yang came back to his senses and found that he was standing in the yard.

"What's going on? Where is Zen Master Jijue?"

"What is Zen Master Jijue? You were here motionless just now, which scared me to death! I thought something had happened?!"

"I haven't moved since just now?"

"Yes, you just realized that there was someone else behind you, and then you stopped talking. We didn't dare to wake you up!"

What?I have been here just now, and I have been in a daze?

Song Yang was suspicious, and he subconsciously touched his waist because he felt something tingling around his waist.

This touch.

Song Yang broke into a cold sweat!

Because, there is really a book pinned to his lower back!

Not a dream?

Just when Song Yang was confused, a young monk suddenly shouted: "It's not good, it's not good! Uncle Liaochen. Just now, Zen Master Jijue... passed away!"

Song Yang suddenly felt chilled all over!

"He passed away?"

Song Yang pointed to the Zen room opposite: "Isn't he...in the room?"

"No, he has been living in the back mountain. You...what happened?"

Song Yang felt weak for a while. He didn't know what was going on, but he was sure.

I am really not as good as others!

As if possessed, Song Yang rushed all the way to the backyard. He pushed open the Zen door and saw the kind old monk inside, wearing a white robe.

Subconsciously, Song Yang looked at the table, where there were two teacups.

That was the tea I drank when I was talking about my own affairs!

Song Yang was dumbfounded...

When the Zen master passed away, rituals were to be held in the temple.

Like outsiders, everyone should be avoided, and Song Yang was no exception.

Therefore, Song Yang could only go back.

After Song Yang took care of things here, he immediately prepared to fly home.

But along the way, Song Yang was still distracted.

He didn't know what was going on, but it was all too weird.

I really don’t know how to explain this.

Sitting on the plane, Song Yang opened the Dayan Sutra and watched it.

This scripture is different from ordinary scriptures. This book can be used for divination through stars, mountains and rivers.

This is the true way of relying on heaven to guide the country and make preparations for the country!

There is indeed something unique about divination.

But that doesn’t mean that this book surpasses my own unique skills.

Song Yang looked at it.

There was a sudden noise in the high-rise cabin.

Song Yang frowned in dissatisfaction. After all, if something happened on the plane, it would be easy to make an emergency landing.

"Stand still and hand over your valuables! Otherwise, your heads will be moved!"

Song Yang was dumbfounded.

This old monk is so accurate!

I said don't fly. I thought there was some trouble on the plane, but we didn't arrive first, and someone actually dared to openly rob the plane?

This can't be explained by stupidity!

Even if you can grab something, how can you get down there?Open the door and skydive?

When Song Yang was thinking, a man wearing a mask came over. He patted Song Yang and said, "Hand over the things!"

"I don't have anything valuable, and if you ask me for it, I can't give it to you!"

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't have money, why don't you fly first class?"

Song Yang couldn't help but laugh: "Hahaha, I can't fly first class if I don't have money?"

"And brother, are you serious about robbing this place? Aren't you afraid of being caught after landing?"

"Stop talking nonsense, think of us and you as hostages, do you think I don't know anything?"

The robber was so proud that Song Yang inadvertently noticed that a woman was looking at him. This woman was wearing a white cheongsam and looked stunning.

It just gives people a cold feeling.

Song Yang looked at the cheongsam beauty in confusion, and at this time, a robber also spotted her.

The robber walked over and felt that he was more interested in people than money.

"Oh, this little girl is so real. I have never touched such a beauty! Brother! Can I try this? It's so tempting!"

The woman frowned slightly. The moment she raised her neck, a tattoo appeared on her white neck.

This tattoo made Song Yang feel as if he was in an ice cave, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"This is... Tianluo!"