You Buddha is merciful and cool [Rebirth]

Clouds and mist shrouded the main hall, and the immortal energy rose. Several futons were flying in the air, and a Buddha looked down at him, with no expression on his face.

As soon as the Buddha opened his mouth, he said very impatiently: "You died too badly."

"Tell yourself how good the conditions I gave you? The disciples I let go will count the conditions for you as good, but the result is that you are poor."

"Aren't you usually very smart?" The Buddha didn't understand. "What's wrong with learning how to fall in love with others? You are a Buddha! You just talk about love. Can you find a good person? What the hell is that?" My son, I look hot."

"You say you're in such a mess, who can you blame? You deserve it."

The Buddha looked kindly and kind-eyed, his robe was half-opened, and he was sitting on a high seat, but his mouth was full of endless scolding.

"Don't blame me for talking about you, how did you promise me 300 years ago? You can cultivate the Tao and become a saint. Tell me yourself, are you a little unreliable?"

Zhu Jueyun didn't dare to fart, and listened honestly.

The Buddha scolded him for a long time, and finally calmed down. He was still flustered and didn't bother to look at Zhu Jueyun.

Zhu Yundao: "I am ashamed of my high hopes for the Buddha, and I am willing to be punished."

The Buddha didn't speak for a while.

Zhu Jueyun was as quiet as a chicken, not daring to say much.

The Buddha said: "Three days ago, the demon world was in turmoil. Millions of demons were killed. The prison is already full and there is no place left."

It turned out that Zhu Jueyun couldn't be dealt with.

Zhu Jueyun tentatively said: "Then... Zhuxian Terrace?"

The Buddha said impatiently: "You haven't become a fairy yet, what kind of fairy are you killing?"

Zhu Jueyun: "Then... maybe there are still vacancies in the underworld?"

The Buddha said: "The quota is full, and no new recruits will be recruited within 200 years."

Zhu Jueyun also felt that this matter was really difficult to handle.

The Buddha thought for a moment, and asked, "Do you know how many thunderstorms fell on the day your body died?"

Zhu Jueyun said: "Six paths."

The Buddha asked: "How many ways should the body become holy?"

Zhu Jueyun was stunned for a moment, "Going back to the Buddha, there should be seven paths."

"Only six paths were struck on your head that day," the Buddha said, "it was because someone took one for you to save your soul from dying, so that you can stand in front of me today."

The Buddha said: "This person has the predestined relationship with the Buddha, and if he protects the Buddha from disasters, his life will last forever."

Zhu Jueyun followed the Buddha's words and said, "It should be like this."

The Buddha said: "This Buddha's kindness is not owed just because you say you owe it, you should pay it back."

Zhu Jueyun still didn't dare to fart, "Yes."

The Buddha urged: "Then go quickly, and return the favor."

Zhu Jueyun: ...

Buddha said: "Go."

Zhu Jueyun was inexplicable: "Where are you going? This is it?"

That person has been hacked to death, and he should have rushed to the underworld to report non-stop now, and he should have recorded an excellent in the merit book, and he can vote for a good baby, so where should he go to repay his favor?Why?

But the Buddha said: "That is the fate of future generations. He is dead, but you are still alive in the previous life, and the blessing should be repaid in this life."

Zhu Jueyun seemed to understand the meaning of the Buddha suddenly, raised his head and said, "Could it be..."

The Buddha finally turned serious, and looked at him with a look of compassion, "You should also brush away the dust and fog in front of your eyes, and see the road ahead again."

"If the grievances and grievances of this life are shelved, you will be ups and downs in the sea of ​​bitterness life after life."

"Go again, go."

Zhu Jueyun opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly remembered the hideous faces in his previous life, he still didn't say anything, he just answered, "Yes."

Zhu Jueyun is already dead. He asked himself that he did not say that his merits and virtues were consummated, and he had a clear conscience, but his death was very miserable, very miserable, and it has far exceeded the result that a Buddhist practice should have.

It was he who had blind eyes and entrusted inhumanity, and when he was dying, he was even accused by that person: You have no heart at all, you only care about yourself!If you die, I won't feel any guilt at all!

Then a sword pierced his chest.

Zhu Jueyun's chest even had the kind of pain that pierced through the flesh, which he actually found very ironic.

You really don't need to feel guilty, because you have already found a reason to kill me.

But now he can do it all over again.

Well.

So Zhu Jueyun was reborn. He had just died for an hour, and the body probably hadn't cooled down completely before he came back.

After all, there are people above.

He went back to the first year when he met Chen Qing. It was also in this year that he was stopped by the head abbot on the street, saying that he had the fate of Buddha for three generations and should enter Buddhism.

Only this time, Zhu Jueyun will not go this way again.

Because Zhu Jueyun was actually destined to be a tenth Buddha, the abbot didn't see through it, and he said more than half of it, which is not very reliable, and this short-lived monk died soon, so he didn't learn a fart, and he was also responsible for the responsibility of protecting the Dharma. It can be said that the life is very difficult.

In another life, you cannot fall into the same pit twice.

He will get back what the world owes him, but before that, he has to pay back what he owes to others.

There was a sudden noise in the corridor, and footsteps came straight towards his door.

Zhu Jueyun had just come back from rebirth, still a little dazed, raised his head inexplicably, and the door was kicked open with a bang.

A servant shouted pantingly: "Master! Madam has hanged herself!"

Zhu Jueyun stood up suddenly, how could he forget this? !

His mother has been hanging himself since he was three years old, one small hanging every three days, and one big hanging every five days. The whole house conducts safety drills every day, and they have practiced comprehensive rescue methods.

Zhu Jueyun hadn't returned home for several years, and the furnishings at home were the same as before. He had some vague impressions, and then suddenly remembered that maybe his death would have to be hanged by his mother again.

But right now, he has to save people as soon as he comes back.

A group of servants crowded at the gate of the courtyard. Zhu Jueyun pushed through the crowd and saw his mother crying while holding on to the hanging rope, "Don't come here! I'll show you my death!"

Yes, this is the scene, this is the line, so kind.

Zhu Jueyun asked: "What happened this time?"

His mother had hanged himself so many times that he couldn't remember what it was for this time.

The servant said: "Master didn't come back last night."

Zhu Jueyun: "Then now, where is it?"

The servant said: "I haven't come back yet."

Zhu Jueyun: "..."

Then there was no other way, Zhu Jueyun took the sword from the servant, and swung it forward, the sword energy cut the ropes in unison.

Mrs. Zhu almost died from crying, she fell to the ground, lying on Zhu Jueyun's body, accusing his father of his crimes.

Zhu Jueyun responded one by one.

"Don't cry, I'll go talk to dad."

"No, no, dad is not such a person."

"No, we're not on the same team."

"really not."

Finally Zhu Jueyun said: "Mom, I'm going to take a long trip tomorrow. When I come back years ago, don't get angry with dad, don't hang yourself, and we'll talk about it when I come back."

Madam Zhu stopped crying instantly, and said calmly, "Where are you going?"

Zhu Jueyun: "I'm going to find someone."

Mrs. Zhu said indifferently: "No."

Mrs. Zhu refused to let Zhu Jueyun leave, and Zhu Jueyun was determined to leave.

She didn't want to stay with her son, she thought her marriage had failed, but now she felt that her whole family was unhappy.

Mrs. Zhu's family hanged herself again, and now it's his father's turn to stay below and cut the rope.

Mrs. Zhu fell down in Master Zhu's arms and complained loudly.Instead, he scolded Zhu Jueyun for being unfilial.

At this time, the unfilial son Zhu Jueyun was already on his way to the capital.

Zhu Jueyun walked for thirteen days, and three pairs of shoes were broken in the middle of the journey. Moreover, he has no real energy and internal strength, and he is just an ordinary person. It can be said that he is very sincere.

When he arrived in the capital, Zhu Jueyun was almost gone.

However, when he just stepped into the city gate, a short figure suddenly ran out from a long distance and bumped into him head-on.

Zhu Jueyun's thoughts turned, and he decided to wait in place without any reason.

Qu Conggu was like an arrow leaving the string, without saying a word, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Jueyun's collar, grabbed it hard, kicked the ground with his feet, and wrapped his legs directly around Zhu Jueyun's waist , hugged her hands tightly, buried her head, and didn't move.

Zhu Jueyun took a step back when he was thrown on the ground, barely standing still.

Zhu Jueyun: ...

Are the people in the capital so open?

Suddenly a large group of people came behind them, dressed as domestic servants, they stopped hurriedly when they saw Qu Conggu's appearance, they also seemed very puzzled, and looked him up and down.

Zhu Jueyun glanced down, "This...young master?"

Qu Conggu arched silently, found a comfortable position, and did not move again.

Zhu Jueyun: ...

Someone behind him said: "My lord, come back with us."

Qu Cong didn't care to speak.

Another person looked at Zhu Jueyun and asked, "Who is this young master?"

Zhu Jueyun said: "My surname is Zhu."

"Young Master Zhu," the man said, "I'm sorry for your trouble, but Xiao Shizi must return to the residence before noon."

Zhu Jueyun looked down again, but Qu Conggu was lying on his shoulder as if he didn't hear it.

Zhu Jueyun felt helpless.

But he probably understood that this should be the person he was looking for.

Zhu Jueyun spread his hands to the servants behind him, took out Qu Cong Gu from his arms, and motioned for him to come and get it.

The servants felt very embarrassed, after all, there was a difference between superiority and inferiority, so they didn't dare to move.

The child in his arms was not heavy. From Zhu Jueyun's perspective, he could only see a section of white neck and soft hair, neatly tied up, dressed in extraordinary clothes, silk and satin that could be felt luxuriously It feels like a noble child.

Is this the kind of child who actually blocked a thunderbolt for him more than 60 years later and died unexpectedly.

It was only then that Zhu Jueyun really felt guilty.

Qu Conggu suddenly looked up and met Zhu Jueyun's eyes.

This kid is so good looking.

Even Zhu Jueyun, who claimed to have seen everything in the world, could only think of this sentence at the first glance.

Too beautiful.

The so-called red lips and white teeth, green temples and beautiful face are not an exaggeration.

Qu Conggu smiled at him, his eyes narrowed, and said, "Who are you?"

Zhu Jueyun suddenly thought that the Buddha said a word before he left.

"You two are very close."