Life Continuation Manual [Quick Transmigration]

20.

Chang Yuan didn't know how long he had been running, but felt that all his strength had been exhausted in his life.

When I saw the main hall of the ancient temple, I felt dizzy as if I had passed away.

The old abbot held the wooden fish in his hand and tapped it again and again. The sound of the mallet falling was like his own heartbeat, thumping.

"Master."

Chang Yuan found that his voice was a little dry.The fact that the old abbot is his master has always been kept secret in the ancient temple.Now this sound, but it is a little strange to shout out.

"At this time, you shouldn't be here."

The old abbot kept his eyes closed and kept beating the wooden fish in his hand, but gradually slowed down the speed in his hand.

"...What?" Chang Yuan didn't understand for a moment, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said anxiously, "Master, there are monsters doing evil in the pear blossom forest now."

"Oh?" The old abbot raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said, "Since you don't offend the monks in my temple in the temple, someone else will take care of the evildoer. Since you have already returned, I think you are fine, so go back to your room and rest. "

"But!"

"If that evildoer invades my ancient temple, the poor monk will stop it even if he tries his best. Don't worry too much."

Chang Yuan shook his head and knelt on the futon in the hall: "No, there are still people outside. Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Master! Disciple...please save him!"

"Is that really a human?"

The old abbot stopped the wooden fish in his hand, and suddenly turned around, but the eyes of the old man were shining brightly.

"Since you have abandoned him, that is his life. Besides, what does the battle between monsters have to do with my Buddha?"

"..." Chang Yuan looked at the old abbot in disbelief, as if the kind-hearted old monk in front of him had suddenly turned into an unkind old man.

The old abbot raised his eyelids without changing his face: "I saw that demon once many years ago. Do you know what happened at that time?"

"then?"

Chang Yuan stared blankly.

"Amitabha." The old abbot recalled with a bit of a sigh, "Back then, that monster was in a state of embarrassment. He tried his best to disperse all the demon spirits and ran into the mountain gate of my ancient temple, just to let the old monk take in a dying person. The old monk saw that the monster had a pure heart , and had never done anything harmful to nature, so I asked the demon why he didn't enter the mountain gate. Guess what the demon said?"

"How to say?" Although Chang Yuan had a question, he already had an answer in his heart.

"He said he has no Buddha in his heart." The old abbot sighed, "I don't believe in Buddhism, but I want to keep him in the temple. What's the reason?"

"Perhaps, he just wanted that person to live."

Chang Yuan's voice was dry and deep.

"Yes, life. The most inescapable thing in this world is birth, old age, sickness and death, but he wanted to fight against the sky for that person's life. Later, the old monk said that people can be saved, but he needs to take out half a demon pill , making medicine, such a way to continue life."

"and after?"

The old abbot seemed to twitch his lips: "What do you think?"

Chang Yuan looked into the eyes of the old abbot, and the thoroughness and insight inside made him feel deep and timid.In front of him, the Buddha statue with a compassionate face looked at him, it was compassion, it was pity.

Someone is going through all kinds of hardships for you.

Some people hold a knife and block a gun for you.

Someone lives for you and dies for you.

But you have forgotten him time and time again, left him behind, left him behind...

So you still want to find people back?

The Buddha will laugh at you for being pitiful.

"I'm going back to find him."

Chang Yuan gritted his teeth, unwilling.

"What's the use of going back?" the old abbot asked, shaking his head, "It's just an extra life buried in the belly of the demon."

"Even if it is death..." Chang Yuan's voice trembled slightly, "I will go too."

Get up and worship three times, even if your head doesn't go away.

"Amitabha……"

Seeing Chang Yuan's back, the old abbot knocked on the wooden fish silently again: "But they are all idiots in the world. Fate is destined, since three losses have been lost, where is there a way to turn back? It is on the way to rebirth, I want to come That demon doesn't need others to accompany her anymore... If it's wrong, it's wrong."

The wooden fish tapped lightly, and the Zen fragrance lingered slightly.

Even the Buddha is not the one who is merciful in vain.

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In the pear forest.

"The empress has been eaten by monsters!"

"What are we going to do, will we be beheaded by the Holy Majesty?"

"Or, let's run away..."

"Yes, yes, escape, escape far away!"

When Chang Yuan arrived, he saw the guards who had already been controlled start flying away in all directions.

The figures of Si Ming and Shi Xiaolou had disappeared, and the sweet smell in the air had long since disappeared, as if nothing had happened, it was peaceful and peaceful.

But Chang Yuan turned pale.

He looked at the guards passing by one by one, and suddenly went crazy and ran towards the place where they ran away.

The guards looked surprised, but they gradually stopped and looked back at him.

Walking step by step to the center where the guards originally gathered, there were traces of emerald green stained on the brown ground. Looking carefully, the green stretched out for several meters, like a piece of bright green grass gradually fading away.

Chang Yuan knelt down tremblingly, with his hands on the ground, he touched one or two pieces of clothes.

"Hey! You..." A guard walked back boldly, wondering if the monk knew something.

The queen was eaten by a monster, and their guards dare not go back to Beijing to face the saint, but if this monk knows the cause and effect of the past... The emperor has always paid attention to the inheritance of incense in ancient temples. With the testimony of this monk, it may not be possible to forgive them.

The guard tried to pat the monk on the shoulder, but found that the monk's whole body was trembling slightly, as if trying to hold back something.

"Clap."

The guard's eyes widened.

A drop of water fell on the rag in the monk's hand.

Well, why is this monk crying?

It was the queen who died, and they haven't cried yet. Why is this monk crying?Could it be... The guard's eyes widened, could it be that this man has something to do with the empress...

For a while, the guard's mind was full of soul-stirring love and hatred.

However, on this point, the guards are also firm in their determination to bring people back to Beijing Miansheng.If it really has anything to do with the queen, this monk will definitely be a good hand to bring hatred for them!

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Beijing.

"You really don't want to stay?"

The emperor looked at the young monk sitting on the lower right hand with a guilty expression and said.

"The poor monk has made up his mind."

The monk still shook his head.

However, in the past three, four, five years, everything has long since become unrecognizable.

The lover left, and the brothers finally became the strangers they are today.

He has already stood at the highest point, overlooking thousands of landscapes, but he can't go back to the time when he was young, innocent and ignorant.

"There is something that was sent by the old abbot of Gucha Temple, saying that you might want to know about it."

"What is it?"

The emperor took out a slightly wrinkled envelope and handed it to the monk.

"The little monk who delivered the letter said that there may be someone you are looking for in this place."

The monk paused with his hands.

His eyes trembled slightly.