Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

At dusk, the sun sets in the west, and half of the sky is illuminated by sunset glow.

The color of blood reflected on the white-clothed farewell team, and the team walked outside Longhua Temple under the brilliance of the sunset.

Longhua Temple stands majestically, and its heavy wooden door slowly opens.

More than a dozen monks walked out of the gate and greeted everyone with a single palm salute.

Behind more than a dozen monks, a Zen master wearing cassock and holding a Zen staff slowly walked out. He appeared in front of everyone with a kind and majestic look.

Bei Yi had met this Zen master, Zen Master Wu Shi, in his previous life. In his previous life, he had warned himself to put the lotus flowers back into the lotus pond. At that time, he was stubborn...

It has been six hundred years since I came to this Holy Land of Buddha's Light again. I have experienced life and death, parting, and endless loneliness. Now that I come back, I can't help but feel sad in my heart.

Wu Shi personally welcomed the farewell team into the temple.

Beiyi had been here in his previous life and knew how big Longhua Temple was. There were more than a dozen statues of gods in the entire hall, ranging from those who prayed for wealth, peace, and children, to the statue of the God of War, etc., but the one on the far right was not in front of the statue. No incense.

Bei Yi arrived in a hurry in his previous life and only stayed at Longhua Temple for a short time before leaving, failing to take a good look at the layout and furnishings of the temple.

He stood in front of the statue, and the setting sun shone in through a beam of light, shining impartially on the Buddha statue. The reflected Buddha's light hit Bei Yi's chest.

He felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but he didn't know why he felt this way.

He has never understood the connection between himself and the God of Hades. Why was he willing to help him when he was in the underworld and gave him the artifact as a gift?

While he was deep in thought, the farewell team over there had silently retreated a few meters.

In front of a display of Buddha statues, more than a dozen monks held wooden fish and slowly beat them.

Soon a wall full of scriptures appeared in front of them. Those scriptures formed a formation and slowly moved towards the sky along with the light from the west along with the Buddha statue.

After half a stick of incense, the farewell ceremony was over.

Zen Master Wu Shi slowly walked towards the master and disciples.

"I see that I have a good eye for this benefactor. Can I have a further conversation with me?"

Bei Yi looked at Chen Chenshi in a daze for a moment. He only felt that his past life and this life kept intertwining under the afterglow of the setting sun, and the scene in the temple in his past life was still vivid in his mind.

Xi Qing whispered disdainfully: "Is there anything we can't listen to?"

Han Ziyu said seriously: "Xi Qing, how can you be rude in such a solemn place?"

Xi Qing timidly said: "It's my disciple's fault."

After hearing this, Wu Shi looked back and smiled kindly: "It doesn't matter, Longhua Temple just lacks the vitality of young people."

Wu Shi looked back at a young abbot who was banging a wooden fish: "Yuntian, take this young man to visit our temple."

Yuntian lowered his head and motioned for Xi Qing to follow him.

After Xi Qing followed Yuntian and left, Wu Shi looked at Han Ziyu, who was dressed in white: "This immortal king, can you wait here for me for a moment?"

Han Ziyu: "There is no need to be polite, Zen Master. I will wait here."

Bei Yi followed Wu Shi to the backyard.

The backyard is empty, but there is a lotus pond. Several monks are still cleaning fallen leaves, and some are practicing Qigong.

Seeing Wu Shi approaching, all the monks saluted one after another.

Bei Yi looked at the lotus pond in a daze.

Wu Shi returned their one-palm salute and then continued walking inside with Bei Yi.

Passing the lotus pond, walking along the quiet path, you come to a bamboo forest.

"Young Master has been feeling restless lately, but has something bothered him?"

Bei Yi: "What's the Zen Master's explanation?"

Wu Shi: "Let's play chess with me."

"it is good."

The two of them were sitting in the bamboo forest, playing a game of chess.

The breeze blows and the bamboo forest rustles.

Bei Yi frowned, not knowing what to do next. No matter what move he made, it seemed to be a dead end.

Wu Shi: "Put it to death and then live. You can solve this game by placing the chess piece here."

Bei Yi placed the chess piece where Wu Shi pointed, and suddenly became enlightened. Although most of the chess pieces were abandoned in this move, a turning point came.

Bei Yi played another piece and won with one piece.

Wu Shi smiled and said: "Good chess."

"Zen Master, please give in. If you hadn't pointed out the clear path, I would have lost a long time ago." Bei Yi said with a smile.

The breeze ruffled Wu Shi's cassock.

Wu Shi: "The past has been cut off, but the relationship will continue in this life."

Bei Yi immediately opened his eyes wide, how did he know?

"Buddha said that it takes five hundred times to look back at the past life to get what you have in this life."

Looking back five hundred times? Bei Yi's heart ached. There were no five hundred times of looking back in the past life, only mutual torture.

"There was once a man who knelt before the Buddha for five hundred years in order to meet his true love in this life."

Put away the chess pieces in the afternoon: "The word fate is very wonderful."

Bei Yi lowered his eyes and looked at the chessboard.

"One life goes by, three lives are ups and downs, one hundred years of loneliness, one thousand years of waiting."

Wu Shi took out a brocade bag: "I have something I want to give to the young master."

Bei Yi looked at the kit and asked doubtfully, "This is it?"

"The tip bag can only be opened when you are at the end of your rope. Do not open it before then, otherwise it will destroy the cause and effect. The retribution of cause and effect is not something you and I can bear."

Bei Yi took the tip bag and said, "Thank you Zen Master for this gift."

"You will know all the reasons by then."

Bei Yi was full of doubts, but he didn't know where to start or what to ask.

Bei Yi walked through the faint bamboo forest with the tips bag and came to the backyard. There was only one lotus growing in the lotus pond in front of him. The flower was now in bud, and the white flower buds were so stiff that they grew on the branches.

Bei Yi bent down and stared at the lotus for a long time. Just when he reached out to touch it, the lotus swayed in the wind and avoided his hand.

Bei Yi stared at the lotus: "Little thing, you are quite smart."

……

Han Ziyu followed him to a bamboo house in the afternoon.

Wu Shi: "Han Xianjun, I have something to ask of you."

Han Ziyu: "What did Zen Master ask me to do?"

Wu Shi handed him a brocade bag: "When the overall situation has been decided, open the brocade bag. There are things in the brocade bag that I want to entrust."

Han Ziyu took the brocade bag and put it into the spirit bag.

"You will know the reason later." Wu Shi stood up slowly with a Zen staff in hand.

Wu Shi could have broken through the bottleneck and ascended to immortality hundreds of years ago, but for some unknown reason, he became a monk and came to Longhua Temple.

I heard that hundreds of years ago, Wu Shi studied under an immortal master. Unfortunately, after that immortal master died tragically, Wu Shi gave up the way of flying immortals and came to Longhua Temple to practice.

Han Ziyu: "Zen Master, if that happens, there may be a way to save him."

Wu Shi: "The secret of heaven cannot be leaked, everything is arranged by itself."

Han Ziyu stopped asking.

Wu Shi: "Years ago, your master asked me to try to withstand a disaster for you."

"I tried so hard but couldn't help you avoid the disaster. Fortunately, you are safe and sound now."

Han Ziyu thought of what Master once said: "Han Guang, you are destined to carry the world on your back in this life. You are destined to never have a worry-free life. You are destined to have a bumpy road ahead and a twists and turns in your destiny. Maybe there will be someone to relieve your worries..."