Lu Xueqi [Zhu Xian]

After passing the Daxiong Hall, there is still a long string of temples and temples behind. After all, Tianyin Temple is a famous school, and its grandeur cannot be compared with ordinary temples.

All the way, Gui Li just followed behind Fa Xiang, without saying a word, his face was full of thoughts, the two passed through the central Buddhist hall, turned two turns to the right, walked into the back hall, there are three pure meditation rooms.

Fa Xiang walked forward, towards the door of the meditation room in the middle, said loudly: "Master, the benefactor Zhang Xiaofan has come."

Immediately, an old but kind voice sounded in the meditation room, saying, "Please come in!"

In the Zen room, Master Puhong, the abbot of Tianyin Temple, was sitting cross-legged on the Zen bed, holding a string of beads in his hand, looking at Ghost Li who came in with a smile on his face.

Master Puhong looked at him carefully, from top to bottom, his eyes were shining with strange compassion and light, and the rosary in his hand was turning slightly, and he said after a long while: "You must have something to ask me? Before you ask me, let me take you to meet someone!"

Gui Li was startled, and said: "I see someone, who is it?"

Pu Hong didn't answer, just walked towards the outsider, and said slowly: "This man has wanted to see you for a long time, and I know that you must also want to see him very much."

Gui Li was stunned, but followed him subconsciously, for some reason, his palms were sweating, and his heart beat suddenly accelerated, as if there was something in front of him that made him fear.

The plain small courtyard is the same as the courtyard outside, a simple house leaning against the mountain wall, Gui Li looked at this ordinary and ordinary hut, his throat felt thirsty, but his hands clenched involuntarily.

He looked at Master Puhong, but he saw that Master Puhong had a very complicated expression on his face, which seemed to be regretful and painful, and he couldn't say anything.

After a long time, Master Puhong sighed softly and said, "Let's go in!"

The muscles on Gui Li's face twitched, and he said in a low voice, "Okay."

The faint sound came from the rotor on the door. I don’t know how many days no one has pushed the door open. It was heavy and desolate.

A gust of cold air rushed out of the house suddenly, it seemed to be colder than the bitter cold of the extreme arctic ice field.

"Junior Brother, we are here to see you. You have wanted to see this person for a long time!"

Hearing a low sigh from Pu Hong's mouth, his voice was deep and full of strange feelings, the chill in the room suddenly turned a little colder, almost enough to freeze human blood into ice.

Then, a ray of light, white with a slight silver light, slowly lit up from the front of Master Puhong and Ghost Li, at the end of the hut.

The light was soft, pure white like snow, and also like white fireflies, dancing gently, falling slowly, almost like a dream.

Afterwards, the ray of light slowly merged and gradually became brighter, Master Ghost Li and Master Pu Hong only heard a soft whistling sound from the room, the sound was pure and pleasant, the white light exploded and instantly radiated brilliance, illuminating the whole room.

At that moment, Master Pu Hong bowed his head and chanted the Buddha's name, but Gui Li felt that the blood in his whole body was frozen in an instant, and he stood there like a stiff icicle, staring blankly at the Buddha's name. In the depths of that light, there was no other thought in my mind, only two words echoed

Puzhi!

The gloomy light is like snow, flowing brilliantly, emanating from a pure white jade disc, and at the same time braving a deep chill.And on that one-foot-square disk, there is a person sitting cross-legged. It is the person who changed the fate of Zhang Xiaofan's life back then and made Gui Li unforgettable.

Seen from a distance, the compassionate and peaceful monk sitting on the jade plate is still the compassionate and peaceful old monk in Zhang Xiaofan's memory back then, it has not changed at all, but there is more faint pain in his expression color.

Sometimes Gui Li's mind is empty, sometimes it is like a violent storm, thunder and lightning rumbling, all kinds of pain and all kinds of grievances are all in his heart for a moment!

That kind monk was the one who saved his life, the one who taught him the true way and treated him like a son, but it was this seemingly merciful monk who ruined his life and made him suffer day and night, like falling to the ground House Abyss...

yes?

Is it hate?

The entanglement of grievances and grievances, I thought it was only in my heart, but I didn't expect to see his face again today.

Under the agitation of Gui Li's mind, he couldn't stand upright, became dizzy, and fell to the side.

"Amitabha, little benefactor, don't get too excited, it's important to take care of your health." Master Puhong's peaceful voice came softly from the side.

Gui Liru woke up from the dream, gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, let go of Puhong's hand, and stood up straight again.

Venerable Pu Hong was at the side, looking at Gui Li carefully, he sighed softly, his gaze was heavy, he turned his head to look at Pu Zhi in front, walked forward slowly, stared at Pu Zhi's face, and said in a low voice: "Junior brother, you The last last wish of my life, the senior brother has already helped you to do it. The senior brother was incompetent and couldn’t save you back then. Evil causes have evil consequences, and you have to bear the debt yourself. This is what you said back then. May you let go of your sins as soon as possible and reincarnate. Amitabha!"

He clasped his hands together and bowed to Puzhi's body, then walked out straight away, the moment he was about to leave, he said calmly: "Little benefactor, I think you also want to be alone with Puzhi for a while! I'm in the meditation room ahead, if you need anything, just come and find me."

Gui Li didn't speak, he seemed to be deaf, at this moment, he only saw the Puzhi monk in the dim light.

Master Puhong sighed and walked out.In the house, there was silence.

Gui Li moved slowly, slowly, walking towards Pu Zhi bit by bit.

That person sat there quietly, without the slightest anger, but seemed to be waiting for something, even on his painful face, there seemed to be more desire and expectation.

Gui Li slowly walked in front of him, stared at Pu Zhi, just like that, quietly fell to the ground, sitting in front of Pu Zhi, without saying a word.

The twilight flickered, shining on Puzhi and him, the two figures!