The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

In the fate world, all kinds of weird things are still happening.

The first place is surrounded by wind, snow and quicksand, and the sky is deserted by sand.

The terrain here is barren, with endless yellow sand. The sky is often filled with wind and sand, day and night.

In addition, although the spiritual energy here is extremely abundant, its nature is more violent, which is very unfriendly to ordinary practitioners.

However, even in a barren place, gorgeous flowers can bloom and give birth to a different kind of vitality.

This sandy desert world is a paradise for Buddhist ascetic monks or those who pursue the ultimate in physical training.

In the depths of a vast desert, today, it is rare that there are no flying sand and rocks or roaring hurricanes. Instead, there are solitary clouds of sunset and flaming red clouds, which look extremely majestic and majestic.

An ancient Buddhist temple is located here.

At this time, a little mouse spirit who had just transformed into a skinny bamboo pole, wearing a small mandarin jacket sewn from an old monk's robe, was slowly opening the temple door.

"The sun has set, and it's time to light the lamp again."

After saying this, the rat spirit started to jump back to Shali.

Even though it doesn't have many magical powers, it has a great name in this ancient temple, that is, it is the lantern holder.

To put it bluntly, at nightfall every day, you go to the Main Hall or various halls where Buddha statues are enshrined, and light lamps in front of the Buddha.

Buddhist temples all have the habit of lighting butter lamps at night.

It means that the lights are bright, the lights are passed down from one person to another, the thoughts are continuous, and the lights are endless. It also means illuminating light for all living beings and dispelling darkness.

The little mouse spirit was originally a thief who came to the Buddhist temple at night to steal sesame oil. However, he was saved by the eminent monk and entered Buddhism, becoming a lamplighter in front of the Buddha.

At this time, it was jumping towards the Mahavira Hall, where the largest golden body of Buddha in this temple is enshrined.

It feels that if it lights lamps for Buddha every day, Grandpa Buddha will always bless it as time goes by. Even if it occasionally drinks the butter from the lamp in front of the Buddha, it will not be blamed.

Suddenly, the little mouse spirit stopped. It looked at the red walls and green tiles around it, and the winding paths. A simple and Zen feeling flowed everywhere.

But for some reason, I have walked this trail countless times, and today I always have a feeling that is both strange and strangely familiar.

So he quickly shook his head to clear away the distracting thoughts in his mind, and lit a lamp for Grandpa Buddha. He should not think so much and should be more pious.

But as soon as it approached the Mahavira Hall, it found that the lamp shadows were swaying inside the hall, emitting a dim yellow light, like a faint Buddha's light.

"Hmph, I have already said that I am the one holding the lanterns. Which senior brother is going to help others light the lanterns?"

The little mouse spirit is a little angry. It can't chant sutras and can only do small things like lighting lamps. If this job is taken away by it, won't it become a freeloader?

"Hmph, which senior brother is this, such a dog and a rat, meddling in other people's business..."

The little mouse spirit stopped talking mid-sentence, because it seemed to be a mouse.

So it hurriedly went into the hall, where it wanted to have a good talk with this senior brother.

But as soon as it opened the palace door, it was a little dumbfounded.

Because it was another rat spirit, with his back to it, and he was lighting the lamp in front of the Buddha with careful movements.

After each candle is lit, one has to make three bows to pray for the Buddha's blessing.

Although the little mouse spirit is small and thin, he is actually not very courageous.

It immediately ran out in a panic, fearing that the new rat spirit would beat it. After all, it would do anything to steal its job, which meant it was not a good spirit.

It decided to go to those bald brothers and ask where this ugly guy came from. Just looking at his back, he looked so sneaky. He couldn't compare to it at all. How could he light a lamp for Buddha?

Just halfway through, it looked up and saw that the sky was already very hazy and it was going to be night soon.

So it immediately turned around and went to the side halls where the golden bodies of Bodhisattvas and Arhats were enshrined.

It feels that lighting the lamp is more important. As for the mouse spirit, let it wait first.

But when it hurried to the side hall, it found that the lights here were also dim, beating slightly in the night.

When the little mouse spirit saw this, he immediately became angry, thinking that this was the first time he had been treated like this after entering Buddhism for so long.

So he opened the palace door angrily, but for a moment, he was stunned again.

In its sight, there was actually another mouse spirit, kneeling on the futon, kowtowing to the golden body of the Bodhisattva.

Then, of course, he turned around and left in a hurry.

I just felt that it was over, but without saying a word, there were two more rat spirits in the Buddha Temple.

However, the little mouse spirit still headed towards the other side halls, but everywhere he went, lights were lit.

And those who light the lamps are all rat spirits.

"Hey, are those bald senior brothers invited back to a rat's nest?"

The little mouse spirit shook his head and sighed, feeling a little sad, feeling that he was no longer the only one holding the lantern.

After letting out a long sigh, we headed to the last hall, where several Buddhist statues of Angry-Eye King Kong are enshrined, all with terrifying shapes and faces.

So every time, it ends up coming to this place.

There was no exception. The lamps here were still lit. It was also a rat. The other party seemed to be afraid of it. Looking at it through the weak light, he shivered unexpectedly.

The little mouse spirit gave up, and there were people holding lamps in every hall, so it became redundant.

It has decided to pack up and leave tonight. It has ambition and will not be a freeloader.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and it turned out that the flint in its hand fell on the bluestone slab at its feet.

The little mouse spirit froze in place, because in his eyes, the mouse spirit turned around.

And the other party's appearance is exactly the same as it.

In other words, the rat spirits it saw before were all it.

Mortal world.

A certain country, a certain small town.

The bright moon is in the sky tonight, the wind is clear, the moon is bright, and the gongs and drums are noisy.

Because a large family in the city was holding a happy event.

In order to create excitement, they even invited a theater troupe and set up a stage.

At this moment, the voice of the actor on the stage was loud and clear, and the music was resonant. After the song was finished, the spectators in the audience burst into applause and cheered for everything.

The groom is surrounded by crowds, drinking with relatives and friends there.

But at this time, bursts of mournful music sounded, as sad as solemn, as if a person's heart and intestines were broken.

When the groom and everyone else heard about it, they immediately flew into a rage. Damn it, there was a funeral on someone's wedding night. This was just to cause trouble for people, right?

"Brothers, you guys dare to do this on the occasion of Tang's wedding. This matter will not end tonight."

The groom shouted, and all the guests immediately became united in their hatred.

But suddenly, everyone in the audience fell silent, because at some point, the wedding hall, which was originally full of joy, was filled with bright red colors.

White silk was fluttering everywhere, and white paper money was scattered on the ground. It suddenly turned into a mourning hall.

In the center, there is also an open coffin, which has not yet been sealed.

Such and such, naturally everyone is frightened.

It was the groom and the officer who plucked up the courage and walked forward tremblingly.

Just by looking at it, his face suddenly turned pale.

Inside the coffin was the corpse of a middle-aged man about fifty years old. Although he was encased in a coffin, his face was still covered in black and blue, which were corpse spots.

What frightened the groom was that he actually found his own shadow on the corpse.

The man in the coffin was clearly an older man.