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Chapter 958 969: Fahai doesn't understand love (End)
"The jade box is empty."

Bai Suzhen whispered to Fa Hai that when she got the jade box, she opened it immediately, and it was empty.

empty?

Fa Hai's hand trembled slightly, as if he understood Bai Suzhen's meaning.

"At that time, you were already dead, but Lu'er asked me to use the seven-star life-extending lamp to renew your life. At that time, only the Resurrection Grass could save you and bring you back to life, but Lu'er..."

Bai Suzhen's tone was a bit sad: "She, Lu'er, is a reviving plant."

There are tens of thousands of vegetation elves in this world, but Lu'er is a resurrection grass.

Is this fate?
Is this the cause and effect between him and her?
After saying this, Bai Suzhen slowly picked up the scroll on the desk beside her: "This is what Lu'er asked me to give to you, this is what she left for you."

Putting the scroll into Fa Hai's arms, Bai Suzhen couldn't help but walked out slowly.

Fa Hai stared blankly at the picture scroll in his arms. After a long time, he slowly opened the picture. It was a painting, painted by Lin Yue with his magic power.

The wind and rain on the picture scroll were turbulent. In the violent storm, a handsome monk quietly closed his eyes and meditated in the rain, letting the rain wet his whole body.

And behind the monk, there is a young grass, with a weak and emerald green body hiding under the corner of the monk's clothes.

Time seemed to go backwards in an instant, returning to the Qingcheng Mountain of that year——

In that year, that month, that day, if we hadn't met each other, what would this life be like?

"Brother monk, wait for me!"

"You, yes, demon!"

"Yes, I'm a demon, but I'm a demon who never harms anyone, only wants to be good, and wants to become a fairy."

"I don't care, I will follow you, unless...you kill me."

…………

That emerald green figure, that figure that always followed behind him, just refused to leave.

Now, she is gone.

A tear fell from Fa Hai's face, and finally fell on the picture scroll. The grass on the picture scroll seemed to have spirituality, and it seemed to be laughing at Fa Hai——

Brother Monk, it's great that you're all right.

Fahai sighed.

"Lu'er, I never asked your name, and I never told you my dharma name, poor monk—dharma name, Fahai."

The sea of ​​dharma is boundless, if the heart is good, it will surely achieve positive results.

…………

After that day, Fahai left Hangzhou. He was still fighting demons and defending Taoism, but he also had kindness in his heart. He would spare all kind-hearted monsters and even help them overcome calamities and become immortals.

After 100 years, Fahai finally achieved the true fruit of cultivation and was able to be ranked in the class of immortals. However, he gave up the opportunity to become an immortal and Buddha. He built a thatched cottage on the mountainside of Qingcheng Mountain by himself. Those grass and tree fairies didn't dare to approach him at first, but after a long time, everyone knew that the monk on this mountain was a good person, and those who were courageous would listen to him reciting Buddha's name and cultivate his moral character.

Day after day, year after year, Mount Qingcheng has become a holy place for cultivating immortals.

And every rainy day, Fahai would leave the thatched cottage and sit alone in the wind and rain to meditate quietly. During the meditation, he would often open his eyes suddenly and turn around to look behind him.

It's a pity that the familiar green is no longer behind him.

Seeing the open space behind him, Fa Hai just smiled in relief——

No Bodhi tree, nor stand mirror.

There was nothing, and where did you get the dust?
He didn't become a Buddha, and he still kept that scroll, which was not his obsession.

It's his state of mind.

Sometimes it is harder to always remember than to forget.

　After revising and rewriting the finale of this volume, I suddenly feel so sentimental~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)