unlucky ghost

Su Jin nodded and said: "I have no choice. It's not that I don't know that people and ghosts have different paths, but they just told me to leave him. I couldn't do it anyway, so I had to make a bad plan to be able to follow him. It’s good to spend a moment with him.”

Tan Xi sighed, "You are so infatuated that I have to accept it. Among the sons and daughters of ancient and modern times, it is really rare to see someone as dedicated as a girl."

As soon as the words were finished, the monk in the distance opened his eyes and glanced at Tanxi lightly.

Tanxi shuddered violently, but saw that the monk just nodded to him lightly, then closed his eyes and sat quietly again.

Su Jin still didn't know, and said to herself: "I don't know why the young master is here?"

Tan Xi was frightened by the monk's look. Seeing Su Jin's question, she pouted towards the fire and said, "Because of him."

Su Jin looked back and said with a smile, "Him?"

Tan Xi shook his head and sighed, "His father was my great benefactor before he was alive. He saw me when he died and told me not to tell him that the Tan family was extinct. After that, I followed this idiot everywhere." Walking around, not daring to leave the body."

Su Jin smiled and said: "It's hard for you. If you ask me, you don't have to protect him. As the saying goes, the king of Hades ordered people to die at the third watch. If anyone dares to keep him until the fifth watch, no matter how much you protect him, you will not be able to do so."

Tan Xi said: "Although it's such a rationale, I don't feel at ease after all."

Another gust of wind blew, the trees rustled, the old clothes on the monk's shoulders were blown to the ground by the wind, and Tan Zishi also shrank his arms.

Seeing Sujin, she hurriedly said to Tanxi: "Young Master Tan, it's windy here, so I'll take my leave now, you... take care."

Tanxi nodded, and saw an indescribable tenderness in Sujin's blood-red eyes, lingering like running water and flickering like sparks, and said: "Girl's eyes..." Feeling aphasia for a moment, she quickly waved her hands and said: "Take care, take care."

Su Jin smiled, turned around and took two or three steps, then turned around abruptly, and said, "Don't tell me there is something in my eyes, but you should see if there is anything in your eyes?"

Tan Xi was startled by the question, not knowing what she meant.

I saw Sujin floating in the air, floating on top of the little novice, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. After a while, the little novice moved his fingers, opened his eyes, picked up the old clothes from the ground, and put them on the clothes again. On the monk's body, another blue-gray cloth was picked out from the bundle, and it was still on the ground.

Tanxi understood, hurriedly walked over to pick it up, and put it on Tan Zishi.

Tan Zishi tucked his head into his clothes, murmured and fell into a deep sleep.

Before dawn the next day, Tan Zishi opened his eyes suddenly. At night, he dreamed of a female ghost chasing him for heart and liver, and woke up with a layer of cold sweat on his head.

The fire on the ground burned down to only a few short branches, and there were still a few clusters of flames here and there, with small blue-white smoke rising from the middle.

The dew was heavy last night, and the robe on my body was already wet by the dew mist, so I hurriedly ran to the forest to find some dead branches before the fire was extinguished, and started the fire again.

The flames crackled and burned, the monk opened his eyes, and the little novice also opened his eyes.

"Master, you're awake." Tan Zi hurriedly smiled at the monk.

The monk nodded and looked at the sky. It was gray and a few stars were hanging low on the water in the distance.

Tan Zishi had just been awakened by the nightmare, and he dared not go back to sleep, fearing that he would dream of the female ghost again, so he propped his eyelids and sat by the fire to cook.

After a long while, Tanzi couldn't help but said: "Looking at the face, the master is quite immortal, I wonder if the master can read the horoscope by order?"

The monk smiled lightly and said: "There is a Buddha in my heart, the universe knows itself, and everything is in the universe."

When Tanzi heard the words, he said happily, "Since that's the case, can Master show me a wide road?"

The monk looked him up and said nothing.

Tanzi said with a bitter face: "Master, I don't know. My ancestors were drug dealers, and they are considered to be very wealthy. It's just that when my father died a few years ago, my house was burned down. Now I'm alone. Outside, it happened to be in troubled times, and I tried to survive the dangers again and again, and now I am rescued by the master, I just saved my life, I don’t know what dangers I will encounter in the future, but is there anyone to save me?"

Tanxi sneered and said, "I saved your life, and I will save your life in the future."

Tanzi paused for a moment, and then said: "Master, if you have a Buddha in your heart, then show mercy and calculate a hexagram for me, so as to guide me in the wrong way, so that I can escape this boundless sea of ​​suffering in this world."

The monk smiled and said: "Life is hard to avoid in this world. Your fate has long been determined. Monk, how can I control the sky?"

Tan Zishi drooped his head and said sullenly: "In this case, the master just told me, what will I do today?

The monk laughed and said, "Since you asked that, I won't hide it from you."

Tan Zi raised his head hastily, his eyes were bright.

"Now that you want to get out of the sea of ​​suffering, I will point out the way for you. Have you heard that the sea of ​​suffering has no limit, but if you turn back, you will be right."

Tan Zishi nodded.

"Now on this shore, only the pure land of the ten directions under the Buddha's feet can save you from the boundless sea of ​​suffering."

Tanzi really heard the words, and lowered his head again, thinking about the flowers, flowers, willows and greens in the world, and he couldn't give up for a while, so he said: "No, is there another way?"

The monk pinched the Buddhist beads in his hand, closed his eyes slightly, thinking that he knew this earlier, his face remained calm, and said: "If that's the case, then go on your way of the world of mortals."

Tan Zishi frowned and said: "Nowadays there is no one living here, and there are rioters fighting on the other side of the river, what should we do?"

The monk said: "Don't worry, don't worry, just wait here, someone will take you into the world of mortals, and you will know when the time comes."

Say it, no more words.

At this moment, the sky is slightly brighter, and the hills in the east are reddened by the sun. The river is covered with fog, and the smoke moves with the wind.

Tan Zishi looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance, sucked his nose wet with dew, and was speechless for a while.

At noon, the little novice took out some dry food from his bag, and after the three of them ate, Tan Zishi lazily fell asleep again, and the three of them sat until the sun set.

At that time, the flying clouds in the sky are gone, the tired birds return to their nests, there are swallows hovering lowly on the river, and there are dragonflies lingering on the shore, which is indescribably peaceful and leisurely.

Tanzi was staring at the water in a daze, but at this moment his stomach growled again.

The little novice was busy clutching the bag that contained the dry food, and glared at him. Tanzi had no choice but to press his stomach and move his butt back.

Suddenly there was the sound of a bird flapping its wings in the woods. Tanzi looked at it, but saw a group of gray sparrows startled on the treetops not far away. After a while, there was a sound of sparse footsteps. passed it on.

The monk looked up at Tan Zishi, smiled at him and said, "Here we are."

Tanzi's heart trembled, he was both surprised and happy, and he looked at the sound of footsteps without blinking.

Not long after, a dingy figure flashed behind an old birch tree. When Tan Zishi took a closer look, he turned out to be a middle-aged man with the appearance of a woodcutter, wearing a dirty old gray shirt and a black cloth hat. A square hat, carrying two loads of dry firewood on his shoulders.

Tanzi looked at the monk suspiciously, but the monk ignored him.

The man walked straight towards the three of them, but when he got close, he stopped, put down the firewood load, and wiped his sweat with the cloth towel on his shoulders.

The little novice hurriedly picked up the bowl, which was full of clear water, and handed it to the woodcutter, saying: "The water has just been drawn from the river, please use it as a benefactor."

The woodcutter read the descriptions of the three of them one by one. Seeing two monks, he drank the water and said with a smile, "Little master, why don't you go back to the temple after dark? There is chaos outside. .”

While talking, he took out a paper bag from his bosom, which contained two fresh steamed buns, and handed it to the little novice, "Master, these are two steamed buns. You bring me water to quench my thirst, and I have nothing to repay. Fortunately, I still have two steamed buns on me, just accept them."

The little novice didn't shirk, took it, put it in his bag, and said: "Amitabha."

The woodcutter folded his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Amitabha."

The man rested his feet, and when his tiredness subsided a little, he picked up the firewood load again.

Tanzi quickly grabbed the man's sleeve and said, "Where is the elder brother going? Can you take the younger brother for a ride?"

The woodcutter went back to look at him, and said, "It's getting late, I'm going home now, I don't know where my little brother is going?"

Tanzi hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, just take me out of this wilderness."

The woodcutter nodded and said, "If that's the case, then follow me."

Tan Zishi stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and said goodbye to the monk and novice, and they were about to part ways.

It was just that while we were talking, it was already dark, and the monk said: "The almsgiver is walking slowly, and the poor Taoist is going too." After speaking, he also stood up from the ground, and said, "Since the almsgiver refuses to take refuge in my Buddha, After choosing this turbid and hard-to-distinguish road of mortals, there is no need to regret it and no need to regret it, this is fate."

Hearing this, Tan Zishi suddenly felt startled and uncertain, and when he was about to ask again, the monk had already led the novice into the darkness.

Tanxi could see clearly in this night, the little novice took big strides, followed behind the monk step by step, when he passed a jujube tree with crooked neck, he tripped over a broken tile under his feet, and fell down with a "slap". The dog ate mud.

Tanxi couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud "puchi".

The little novice stared back at Tanxi sadly, but Tanxi hurriedly covered her mouth, holding back her mouth and not daring to make a sound.

Hearing the sound, the monk in front hurriedly turned around, helped the little monk up from the ground, picked up the prayer beads on the ground and brought them back to his neck, and said in a low voice, "It's getting dark, be careful where you step." , and then turned around and walked forward.

The little novice turned from sadness to joy for a moment, and looked back at Yantanxi happily, with a playful look in his eyes, and trotted to catch up with the monk in front of him.

Tanxi sighed secretly, so there was something she couldn't understand, maybe the monk knew it was her long ago, that's why he left the important place of Buddhism and wandered around, if not, how could he get close to her?

Tanxi laughed and said, "Now it seems that monks and Buddhas are not necessarily ruthless."

After all, I went after Tanzishi.

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