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In the early morning, He Dongyuan developed a high fever and kept talking nonsense in a daze. He seemed to be in a nightmare, dreaming about many old things. He was punished by He Feiyan to kneel in the ancestral hall and copy Buddhist scriptures, and fell asleep halfway through the copy. After waking up, he thought he was going to be scolded, but found that he was covered with a thick blanket. He Feiyan would accompany him to study scriptures written by Ji Quqianya all night, and patiently explain every word for him. He Feiyan would also attend the parent meeting instead of his father. , When he heard the teacher praise him, he showed a proud and proud smile... Such a good second uncle, but he would also pierce his body with a cold white blade.

He was ups and downs in the dream, only when a warm hand held his hand tightly, he would get better, and loosen his frown.

Not long after He Dongyuan passed out, Lin Jixuan received the reward of Dajie's order. He didn't have the heart to check the APP for the time being, and just stayed by He Dongyuan's side, waiting for his high fever to subside.

In the morning, Jiang Pingfeng came once, seeing He Dongyuan's dying look, he was stunned for a moment, walked back and forth in the room anxiously, finally couldn't help grinding his teeth and said: "It's only one night, this time The kid can make himself like this? It's a good skill."

Lin Jixuan told Jiang Pingfeng about He Feiyan. Jiang Pingfeng's eyes widened an inch when he heard a word. Walking in the archives room, I became a living dementia who could only "Abaabaaaba", and couldn't make a single punctuation mark.

He opened and closed his lips, opened and closed, sighed and took several breaths, before the brain network that had experienced many battles returned to normal, although in the end he still asked with great suspicion: "You said it was Mr. He , Dongyuan's second uncle, He Feiyan, wants to kill him to get the Buddhist lamp?"

"Yes." Lin Jixuan replied without hesitation.

"God." Jiang Pingfeng clenched his fist and beat his forehead, sat down on the chair, bit his nails, looked at the sleepy He Dongyuan, and sighed deeply: "Don't look at He Dongyuan. The kid is frivolous and flirtatious, but he actually values ​​family affection very much. Mr. He's matter... must have dealt a great blow to him, you, how much you care about him."

Lin Jixuan nodded expressionlessly, and said in his heart, "Are you still talking nonsense?"

Jiang Pingfeng thought for a while and said, "He has to recuperate recently. I'll tell you the news I found. During this period, Yanming has had very few jobs. The only time he had a problem was when he was cheated by Sun Zhao. The time when I went to burn the village, but before that, Sun Zhao asked someone to calculate Yanming’s birthday. Oh, by the way, there is a sad news that Sun Zhao died.”

Lin Jixuan: "..."

"It looks like suicide, but we have to follow up to check whether it is true. It is likely not. He doesn't even have the courage to commit suicide." At this moment, he suddenly thought of something, and said doubtfully, "No, with Sun Zhao's personality, he only accepts orders that are safe and well-paid, so how could he go to such a dangerous place? I checked the file, and he took the initiative to accept this order, even though it was a long-awaited order... If it wasn't for his delay, the matter would not have evolved to that point. "

Lin Jixuan thought about the cause and effect for a while, and said: "At first I didn't understand why He Feiyan wanted to twist Yanming into a fallen Buddha until he planned to kill the senior to take the lamp. The senior said that Yanming was the heir to the Buddha lamp. After cultivation, if the Buddha lamp enters his body and he becomes a fallen Buddha, what will happen to the Buddha lamp?"

Jiang Pingfeng had never had such an idea. In his impression, the Buddha lamp is the highest sacred object in Buddhism, the end of all evils, which can cleanse all dark things in the world and illuminate people's hearts. This kind of holy thing should not Contaminate anything negative.Lin Jixuan's question made him tremble all over, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"The black Buddha lamp..." He gritted his teeth and said, "If you look at the efficacy of the Buddha lamp in reverse, the black Buddha lamp can disperse all the light in the world."

"Well," Lin Jixuan nodded, "Everyone is trapped in negative emotions, and the three poisons of greed, hatred and ignorance are rampant in the world."

"Crazy," Jiang Pingfeng couldn't imagine the scene deeply, "It's really crazy, why would Mr. He want to do such a thing?"

How could Lin Jixuan know this? Following this line of thought, he connected his conjectures into a clear thread: "The most terrifying reality is that the Dao of the Buddha has infiltrated into the Celestial Master Bureau. People like the eminent monk and Sun Zhao whose whole family died in the battle against the Heavenly Demon, who should have hated Buddha to the bone, have become their slaves."

His voice became softer and softer, and the more he spoke, the more frightened he became.

Jiang Pingfeng was hit hard. He always thought that the Celestial Master Bureau was an impenetrable wall, the most indestructible force erected in the world of people and monsters. Rotten to the bone.

He didn't know how to respond to Lin Jixuan's conjecture. At least for now, it seemed that this was a cruel reality. Jiang Pingfeng told himself that he must cheer up and not mess around first.He pushed his glasses, wanted to say something, but didn't know how to speak for a while, so he pushed his glasses stiffly.

He suddenly thought of something, shook his hands, and asked, "This...does Dong Yuan's family know about it?"

"Well," Lin Jixuan said, "I informed his sister," he said meaningfully, "Check the time, it will be here soon."

As soon as the words fell, the sound of high-heeled shoes sounded outside the door. He Xian, wearing an OL suit, rushed into the door, her long hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her delicate makeup looked a little embarrassed. Her eyes flicked around the crowd, and Jiang Pingfeng His face froze for a brief second, Jiang Pingfeng's body froze, he wanted to make an expression but he only moved the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, He Xian didn't say anything to him, walked straight to the bed, looked down at He Dong deep.

She touched He Dongyuan's forehead with her slender hand, and bit her red lip: "How long has it been burning?"

"Three hours," Lin Jixuan replied, "The doctor has seen it, and there is nothing wrong with it. He lost a lot of blood. Just rest for a few days and he will be fine."

"It's really capable," He Xian pinched his face lightly, "I was stabbed by my uncle, and I'm making a TV series! Where's He Feiyan's grandson?"

Lin Jixuan: "..."

Jiang Pingfeng: "Cough."

"Speak," He Xian stared at them, "Is everyone dumb?"

Lin Jixuan was intimidated by He Xian's address for a moment, and he said after a while: "I was taken to the King Kong Academy to enforce the law and be held accountable."

"Let me take a look." He Xian tucked the quilt up for He Dongyuan, and within a few minutes, she was in a rush to leave in high heels. When she reached the door, she suddenly turned her head and shouted at Jiang Pingfeng, "You and I go."

"Ah?" Jiang Pingfeng didn't react.

"Your employee is injured, don't you care?" He Xian said, "Come with me."

Jiang Pingfeng licked his lower lip, followed up with compromise, and said to Lin Jixuan, "If Dongyuan wakes up, call me."

"it is good."

As a result, He Dongyuan didn't wake up until the afternoon, and the doctor unexpectedly asked Lin Jixuan, "The wound is recovering very well. You also studied medicine? Last time, Yanming's fracture was also treated very well. What secret recipe did you use?"

"The elders in the family taught some emergency measures." Lin Jixuan didn't say much.

Hearing what the other party didn't reveal, the doctor smiled understandingly, and warned: "Don't touch the wound with water, and eat less food like seafood. He is in good health, and he will be alive and kicking in a few days."

He Dongyuan was lying on the bed, with a faint smile on his pale face, he looked at Lin Jixuan, and blinked slowly at him, Lin Jixuan understood, walked over and sat beside him: "What's wrong? "

"It's great, I can see you when I wake up," He Dongyuan said weakly with a hoarse voice, "I dreamed about a lot of sad things in my dreams, as long as I think of you by my side, I don't feel sad."

Lin Jixuan: "..."

He sighed, lowered his head and rubbed against He Dongyuan's forehead, feeling his body temperature: "The fever is gone, do you want some water?"

"You feed me?"

He Dongyuan raised his chin slightly, kissed Lin Jixuan's lips, and licked it with his tongue: "I want to drink sweet water."

"You can use me now..." Lin Jixuan asked someone to enjoy the emperor-level treatment for a while, and whispered in his ear, "Wait until you recover from injury."

"Well, when I recover from my injury, I will serve you for the rest of my life."

He Dongyuan drank some water and fell asleep again.

The densely packed swastika seals formed a cage.

He Feiyan was sitting in the room surrounded by dark walls, his lips moved quickly, and he silently recited the "Maha Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra", thick and long chains were hanging on his hands, feet and waist, but when He Feiyan was upright In his posture, there was no sound of chains colliding at all.

He Xian pushed open the door, glanced at He Feiyan with a complicated expression, smiled suddenly, walked over and said, "Second Uncle, have you eaten yet?"

He Feiyan remained indifferent.

He Xian said: "What do you think? You watched Dongyuan grow up, and he has always respected and loved you. How could you go down and kill him ruthlessly? Why are you doing this?"

He Feiyan remained silent.

He Xian chatted with him about family affairs in a soft voice, talked about their respective lives when they were young, and He Feiyan finally said: "He Xian, don't play such psychological tricks, I know your special ability."

He Xian's voice paused, and the smile disappeared from her face. She looked at He Feiyan with a gloomy face: "Second Uncle, why do you want to hurt Xiao Yuan so much?"

He Feiyan said calmly: "If you want to know anything, call Dong Yuan and the young man beside him."

Lin Jixuan felt that staying in the room was boring, so he moved a bench to the yard to enjoy the air, and a few young monks were playing a game of throwing stones in the yard, chatting about the early morning events while playing.

"Have you seen it! What a huge Vajra Buddha!"

"I heard that all the brothers at the Vajra Academy have seen it! They even recited scriptures with Master Vajra!"

"Is it really the ancestor's manifestation?"

"I don't know." The little novice threw the stone over, squatted on the ground and sucked his nose, "Many people have seen it, but they don't know how it happened. Now everyone is discussing it! It's amazing!"

The man leaned over and said in a low voice, "I heard that Master Lin came back with Master Dongyuan! I heard from the brother guarding the gate of the Luojing Palace that the last time I saw him, he felt that he had a great connection with Buddhism! That's why he can make Master Vajra appear. !"

"No wonder Master Dongyuan likes him."

"He looks good too!"

Lin Jixuan: "..."

He turned around silently after hearing this, and went back to the room with the bench in hand.

The news of King Kong's manifestation spread like wildfire in Faming Temple. In the past half a day, He Dongyuan had several excuses to visit He Dongyuan's resting place, but he was actually a monk who had been looking at the relationship between Lin Jixuan and King Kong.

At noon, Master Huaijue, He Dongyuan's master and abbot of Faming Temple, also came to ask Lin Jixuan straight to the point how he made Master Vajra appear. Lin Jixuan excused that He Dongyuan was in danger, and he remembered What I saw in the book, I casually said a mantra to invite the Buddha, but I didn't expect it to really manifest.Huai Jue smiled quietly, making it hard to tell whether he believed it or not.Believe it or not, almost everyone in the Faming Temple now knows that it was he who made Master Vajra appear, and punished He Feiyan who tried to kill and steal the lamp with the temple law, and looked at him differently.

Lin Jixuan thought to himself that they don't have any evidence anyway, so they can spread whatever they want, and when they ask him, they will just say "I don't know either."

On the second day, He Dongyuan's complexion improved a lot; on the third day, he was able to walk around; on the fourth day, his face was rosy, and the spring breeze was sultry; on the fifth day, he was no different from an ordinary person, and he could not tell that there was a hole in his chest.

Only after taking off his clothes, can he see a long and thin scar between the densely covered Buddhist scriptures, leaving an indelible mark at a position slightly away from the heart.

"It's a pity," Lin Jixuan said sincerely, "Such a beautiful body has an extra scar."

He Dongyuan was startled, he didn't expect these words to come out of Lin Jixuan's mouth, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it doesn't affect the beauty of my body, there are many places that should be beautiful."

Lin Jixuan remained silent, gently stroking the scar with his index finger, He Dongyuan smiled and held his hand, pressing down on him to kiss.

After Lin Jixuan had lunch and He Dongyuan absorbed enough incense, the two went hand in hand to the cage where He Feiyan was held.

He Feiyan didn't eat or drink these few days, she really wanted to sit down, but unfortunately she didn't know which family of gods and Buddhas she converted to in the end.

He Dongyuan looked at the thin and pale He Feiyan from a distance, and sighed, recalling He Feiyan's determination when he stabbed him with a knife in his mind, he coldly called out: "Second Uncle."

He Feiyan's eyelashes trembled, and she looked up at He Dongyuan: "Xiaoyuan, come here."

His expression was calm, and his tone was the same as before, as if the enmity between the two had never existed. This indifferent tone made He Dongyuan's body tense inch by inch. He lowered his eyes, and then changed his words: "He Feiyan."

The chains around He Feiyan shook, and He Feiyan struggled to stand up. He hadn't had any food for a few days, so he couldn't get up his strength. He coughed weakly: "Dong Yuan, have you ever thought that the current world It has become deformed."

He Dongyuan frowned, did not deny his words, but asked: "What is Mr. He's opinion?"

He Feiyan saw him growing up from a young age, so he naturally knew the strong irony in his words, chuckled lightly, and said calmly: "The worship at Faming Temple is getting worse day by day, right? Huaijue always reports good news but not bad ones. , he concentrates on promoting Buddhism, and tells you every day that there are still many people who believe in and worship Buddhism. But where you can't see, he is worrying about how to support the monks in Faming Temple. You have seen the Jiang family. There are many blessings in Faming Temple. Why can’t people who are more devout and Buddhist than them get these blessings? Because the Jiang family feeds the people in Faming Temple. To be clear, this kind of blessing is exchanged for money. Once one day , these people who paid the money are gone, how does Faming Temple rely on to maintain its life?"

He looked straight into He Dongyuan's eyes, as if looking at an overly naive young man, and showed the qualifications and attitude of an elder: "You don't know why Faming Temple and the He family have such a good relationship, and they can call each other so Senior brother. Although the He family is a lay disciple who has practiced Buddhism for generations, there are differences between them and the real Buddhist disciples. However, in the circle of Buddhist practitioners, the He family is almost on par with the ancient famous temples like Faming Temple, but Faming Temple is not the same. I don't care. Because the He family is helping Faming Temple to maintain their life. Such a big courtyard, so many disciples, so many right and wrong, people need to eat to live, and the Buddhist temple needs to be repaired. It's all a naked reality. Do you think Have you ever heard of it, if fewer and fewer people come to Faming Temple to offer incense, and less and less money to donate incense, what will happen to Faming Temple?"

Seeing that He Dongyuan was silent, He Feiyan continued: "But this is different from running a company. Faming Temple symbolizes the world of Buddhism. For the monks, it is not only a shelter, but also a display of lifelong thoughts. A place where devout monks gather together to meditate, chant, and debate scriptures... If one day, Faming Temple has to close the temple because of these cruel realities, for these monks, it will be the collapse of the world of belief, and the body and soul will collapse. The spirit will be displaced. So Huaiwu keeps it from you."

He Dongyuan laughed and said, "It's rare for my second uncle to talk to me so much, but he went around and said a lot of big things. What are you trying to say, what are you doing, and why did you kill me? Let's open the skylight." To be honest, isn't it good? You're getting older, so you don't have to do it when you're young."

He Feiyan said: "All these tragedies stem from the loss of faith in all living beings."

"What belief? The belief of the demon?" Lin Jixuan asked back.

He Feiyan glanced at him and said, "You are a Taoist, what do you believe in?"

"I'm not a Taoist, my heart is faith," Lin Jixuan said, "I believe in good and evil, right and wrong, black and white, happiness and suffering in life, blessing and fate, retribution, karma, and karma. Fruit grows together."

He Dongyuan looked at Lin Jixuan in surprise, put his arms around his shoulders, and added: "I still believe in destiny, some people are destined to be a couple."

Lin Jixuan: "..." Jing fucking dragged his feet.

The smile on He Feiyan's face gradually faded away: "Young people only know fearlessness, but they think they know their fate but sit on the sidelines. After I was diagnosed with a terminal illness, I have been thinking about this world. Why is the world so dark that Buddha still doesn't want to?" Light up, is it that the world is not worth saving? Why have I been practicing Buddhism for many years, but I still don’t know what the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss looks like? Am I not pious enough? I didn’t figure it out until later, probably because the belief in this world is not enough to support the Buddha’s light to light up. People don't believe in Buddha. I want to see the world illuminated by Buddha's lamp before I die, and see what a bright world illuminated by Buddha's light really looks like."

Lin Jixuan had some guesses in his mind, and he was waiting for He Feiyan to continue, but He Feiyan seemed like a storyteller who wanted to whet people's appetites, so he sighed and stopped talking, just looked at He Dongyuan and Lin Jixuan, Said: "Dongyuan, your Buddha heart is firm and indestructible, so the Buddha lamp in your heart can never be lit, only when your heart wall is damaged and you fall into despair—for example," he said softly, "When you say goodbye to the life you love the most, you will truly have the power to inspire the Buddha lamp."

He Feiyan stopped talking, bowed her head and recited scriptures silently.

He Dongyuan suddenly felt a blazing anger, He Feiyan's words sounded like a curse to him and Lin Jixuan, he——couldn't accept it!

"I can guess your plan," He Dongyuan said clearly with a cold voice, "You want to take the Buddha lamp from my body, put it into Yanming's collapsed inner world, and rebuild a black Buddha lamp. You will find a way to let the black Buddha lamp shine on the world, when people fall into panic and the three poisonous crimes, you stand up to establish a new belief and a new order, and everyone will regard you as the highest god."

He Feiyan frowned, he couldn't believe that they could go so far.

He Dongyuan took a step forward, and the tall shadow was illuminated by the light, covering He Feiyan's body, like a ruler looking down on his subjects, and said with a sneer, "But second uncle, in the final analysis, all of this is just your selfishness. They want to protect their own interests. What are they talking about the incense of Faming Temple and the food of thousands of monks? They are self-sufficient, have hands and feet, and work hard. Why can’t they survive? You have never understood me, and I have never understood You, I will let you see the day when the Buddha lamp was burning hot in my chest. And today, you let me see the real you-you are strict with others even to the point of harshness because you never use this set On yourself! You said you figured it out, you just figured out a self-deceiving excuse! He Feiyan—”

He Dongyuan's eyebrows were solemn and his expression was solemn, like a vajra glaring. The Buddha lamp in his chest flickered, and then burst out a powerful light. In the blazing and dazzling light, He Dongyuan made the final verdict on the guilty monk: "You have read Buddhist scriptures for half your life, but you have never cultivated a single word of Zen. You are not worthy of practicing Buddhism! You are not worthy of reciting scriptures! You are not worthy of being called a human being! You..."

Gradually, the light around him gradually faded, he closed his eyes, and said hoarsely, "It's not my second uncle."

Lin Jixuan waited for He Dongyuan to vent the emotions in his chest, walked slowly to He Feiyan, and whispered in his ear: "Okay, Mr. He, tell me the truth, what deal did you make with the demon?" What method will he use to help you survive, so you will agree to build a black Buddha lamp for him."

Lin Jixuan had doubts for a long time, but this time he just asked: "I have been thinking about it before, if the demon tricked people into committing suicide, where would their souls go after death? Ten thousand ghosts refining gu into demons can also explain the whereabouts of ghosts. When the demon was still alive, where did the souls who were tricked into suicide by him go... Maybe they became his food? Demons are demons, demons eat ghosts, Under the influence of the black Buddha lamp, all souls will become delicacies. And you, in the transaction with him, can continue to live as a human being, I guess not only that, but you can also live forever, right?"

Lin Jixuan showed a curious look, paced back and forth around He Feiyan, sized him up carefully, said "tsk", and said: "A new demon has been born, right? He should let you taste the sweetness, otherwise how could you Believe in him and do things for him. You are the He family, even a rich second generation like the senior who has nothing to do with production has a lot of wealth. You have a high vision in terms of money and power, and the demon does not have the capital to take such things It's a sweet treat for you, so what he gave you must be related to the soul." Lin Jixuan took out the ghost whip from the Qiankun in the pot, swung it in front of He Feiyan, bent down and smiled: "Don't be afraid, this thing hits you. Your body will only affect things other than your soul, let me whip a few times and I will know what is attached to your soul."

The ghost whip was thrown on the ground and made a crisp sound of "snap". He Feiyan's expression changed, and she guessed in her heart that this was an element of mystery. The next second, the whip hit her body. He Feiyan looked down, and the slender body of the whip penetrated him. However, he seemed to have suffered a thunderous injury, and he howled in pain.

The soul was shaking, as if something was about to be split into two, He Feiyan took another whip and screamed, one soul and one soul were whipped out, rolling beside, floating in mid-air, emitting a soft light

"The soul of a person with great luck!" He Dongyuan opened his eyes and saw clearly, "He Feiyan! You are crazy! You stole the soul of a person with great luck!"

As soon as the words fell, another bundle of souls flew out of his body, but this bundle was pitch black. He wanted to rush out, but was sealed in the room by Buddha seals in all directions.

He Feiyan's soul was incomplete, and she fell sideways, her eyes wide open, and the rest of her soul almost scattered out in pieces.

Seeing this, Lin Jixuan knocked the soul-fixing badge on his forehead to save He Feiyan's life. He Dongyuan turned his head and shouted towards the door: "Jiang Pingfeng! Come in!"

Jiang Pingfeng rushed in with several Ghost Xius from the sub-bureau, detaining the souls who wanted to escape.

Lin Jixuan looked at He Feiyan, whose eyes were slackened. He had collected enough information from He Feiyan tonight. Even if He Feiyan didn't admit his conjectures, he could still catch some clues from He Feiyan's tone and demeanor.

Lin Jixuan said to He Dongyuan: "It's just for my own benefit to say so many high-sounding things, but fortunately listening to him talk so much today is not fruitless, at least we can know, first, the new demon It has already been born, and the people in Futu Dao move so frequently, which should be expected by Jiang Pingfeng and the others; secondly, the demons, that is, the demons, now need a lot of ghosts as food, because Futu Dao is still continuously creating killing creatures. He even wanted to use the black Buddha lamp to create evil spirits, third..." He looked at He Dongyuan and said in a deep voice, "Maybe the Buddha lamp is really our greatest hope."