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Faxi Temple lit the ever-burning lanterns, which is a custom at the time of funerals.

It’s just that ordinary people can only order one, unlike now, from the courtyard to the temple, the tables and window sills on the ground are all full.

A little is clearly worth tens of thousands of gold, but when you open it, you are afraid of the cold wind.If the master is also diligent in provoking, he dares to show his respect to him.

Thousands of oil lamps were lit in the Buddhist hall, and in the middle was a coffin, which was very simple. Inside lay Changling, who had been tidied up, wearing his usual robes, sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed, with Buddhist mottos written on it. A white gauze covered his face.

Xu Hang put the Buddhist scriptures he had copied and the wooden fish he had knocked in the coffin. After taking a look at him, he burned the Heart Sutra he had copied in the brazier, and walked around the coffin with an oil spoon. Add oil to the lamp by the spoonful.

Duan Yelin comforted the little monk who was dying of crying in front of the coffin, carried him back to the room to sleep, and then came out to accompany Xu Hang to watch the lamp.

The cold wind hit, the candle flickered, Xu Hang stretched out his hand to block it, for fear that it would be blown out, Duan Yelin closed the window, took off his coat and put it on him: "Is it cold?"

I just remembered this question, yes, it is already autumn.

Xu Hang shook his head and continued to add fuel: "Do you think Yinsiquan Road will be cold?" He thought of Changling who died in the icy river, and sighed: "I heard those old people say when I was young that water ghosts cannot be reborn, they will always be dead. Feeling cold because his soul is buried under the water..."

Duan Yelin hugged him from behind, sure enough Xu Hang's body was chilly, he rubbed the back of Xu Hang's hands, trying to make him warmer: "He won't, he is a person with merit, he won't go Yinsiquan Road, but will go to the Western Paradise.”

"The people we know, one by one, left and died, and the rest... who else?" Xu Hang's eyes were a little empty, "So, I should actually go to Yinsiquan Road That's right, I'm very unlucky."

Duan Yelin covered his mouth all of a sudden: "Don't talk nonsense, this has nothing to do with you. If you are really unlucky, I should be the one who should have the accident."

Xu Hang's eyes flickered, and he put down the spoon in his hand. Duan Yelin's words, even he himself didn't know that they had the effect of "a word becomes a prophecy".

"Changling's death has caused a lot of uproar, and you can't hide it. I think Keiko Kuromiya will come over in a short time. Although Changling sent me a drug study, I still don't know what the Japanese plan is. I don’t know much about it, so ask her carefully.” He concealed the matter of another battle list.

Duan Yelin glanced back at Changling's body, his gaze became deep: "Ask? I'm afraid she won't go crazy on the spot, it's luck."

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

The moment the door was pushed open, all the lights shook, and a gust of wind swept in, but none of them went out.

This is the first time that Keiko Kuromiya appeared in front of people so inconspicuously. Her hair was disheveled, and the hem of her skirt was also a little damaged, probably because she fell and scratched while running up the mountain.No makeup was applied, but her face was even paler than those Japanese geisha, her eyes were so wide that they almost protruded from their sockets.

She didn't count as running in, it should be said that she fell in.From her distraught look, it could be seen how panicked she was.

The moment she raised her head, the lights in the room almost scalded her eyes. The coffin in the middle was not closed yet, and it was open there, waiting for someone to pay her respects.

As if being choked by someone, Keiko Kuromiya couldn't speak for a while, she stood where she was, not daring to move forward or retreat, she just shook her head foolishly.

no... it won't be him...

How can a person who believes in gods and Buddhas kill himself so easily?

She stared wide-eyed at Xu Hang and Duan Yelin beside her, and her voice seemed to be dug out from the [-]th floor of hell: "Who is... who? What is it... that forced him to death?"

Seeing her self-deception, Xu Hang couldn't express the feeling in his heart: "You should understand, in the world of mortals, what else can kill Changling?"

Keiko Kuromiya paused, rushed to the side of the coffin, and took off the white gauze covering Changling's face.She had to see it with her own eyes to believe it.

Under the white gauze, Chang Ling's face was a little swollen due to soaking in water, but the eyebrows, the corners of the eyes, the bridge of the nose, the pinnae of the ears... there is nothing that is not him.

Dead, dead, dead.

What does this feel like?Keiko Kuromiya suddenly remembered the last day when she was still called Aixinjueluo Wenhui. On that day, she was sent to the bed of the head of the Kuromiya family. She was deprived of the last dignity and innocence of her daughter's family. She lay on the tatami , Looking sideways at the withered branches and leaves outside the window, I felt the same way.

With no interest in life, the walking dead.

Abandoned by the Qing government, sacrificed by her family, and controlled by the Japanese invaders, it took her only twenty years to go from honor to decline, from innocence to filth, from happiness to depravity in this life.

If a person is born unlucky, it seems that he will not collapse too much because of the drop.

She loves Changling's clean heart so much, no matter whether she is poor or noble, good or evil, his eyes are always clean and pure, without a little bit of contempt and desire.

Only in front of Changling, she can still remember how shy and cute she was when she was young.

She would hold a teacup, smell the fragrance of freshly dried books, and ask Changling and say, tell me another story about Buddhism, okay?

Changling would always save a cup for her, put the book over, and said with a smile, it's too late today, and I'll tell you another one tomorrow.

Thinking about it now, isn't such a quiet and peaceful day the most precious treasure in the world?Getting it has become unimportant, as long as he is there, sitting quietly, talking and laughing, she is willing to give everything in exchange.

Probably Kuromiya Keiko had been frozen for too long, Duan Yelin saw that she was not crying or fussing, but was a little frightened, and whispered in Xu Hang's ear: "She...isn't she really crazy?"

Xu Hang also looked at Kuromiya Keiko without blinking, he was ready to see this woman crying and rolling, screaming, and even fighting with the two of them out of anger, but now there is no fulfillment, but too peaceful up.

It hurts too much, won't you cry?

So he didn't dare to make a sound, just shook his head slightly.

"Did he not leave a word?" Kuromiya Keiko finally spoke, and she looked like a sculpture again after speaking. If Xu Hang hadn't really heard her words, he would have thought it was a phantom sound coming from somewhere .

"Is it important?" Xu Hang sneered a little bit, "Everyone is dead, one more last word and one less last word, what can be changed? In this way, will you feel comfortable in your heart? If you can't get it, you will kill him. What are you asking now? ? Instead, I want to ask you, what did you do to make him want to die!"

If Duan Yelin hadn't been pulling him, Xu Hang would have been unable to bear it and rushed forward.

Keiko Kuromiya still looked like she was dying, even after hearing Xu Hang's words, her complexion recovered a little bit, and she walked slowly towards Xu Hang step by step.

Duan Yelin was nervous for a moment, and leaned forward to protect Xu Hang, in case Keiko Kuromiya did something wrong.

Seeing Duan Yelin's actions, Kuromiya Keiko smiled bleakly, and then said: "Commander Duan is here, isn't he just wanting to know the Japanese army's battle plan? Yes, time, place, method... I know it all, now... ...are you willing to answer my question?"

Although I had thought that Changling's death might change Keiko Kuromiya's mind, but it went so smoothly, it was really unexpected.It can be seen that she is not so loyal to the Japanese, but she has nowhere to go, and she is just a reliance.

Once Changling died, what else was there for her to be stubborn about?

He died for the sake of all beings in Hezhou, and he was threatening Huizi Keiko, if he wanted to massacre the city, he would be the first person to step into hell.

How could she hurt Hezhou City, which Changling guarded with her life?How dare she, how could she have the heart?

Xu Hang still didn't answer directly, but asked, "What did you do to Changling?"

Keiko Kuromiya turned back, leaned against the coffin, smiled at Chang Ling's remains, reached out and tore a strand of hair from her head, tied it in a knot, and put it in Chang Ling's palm: "It's nothing."

It's just that he was born in Buddhism by mistake, and she was born in troubled times by mistake.

Since he was in trouble and he went west, why did he give birth to a beauty and she was alluring?

For Changling, acknowledging love is a more difficult thing to accept than digging out flesh and bones. For Keiko Kuromiya, his denial is also a heart-wrenching torture.

It would be superfluous to say any more, Xu Hang sighed a long time, walked forward, picked up Keiko Kuroko's wrist, and put the four beads in her hand: "This is when Changling was salvaged, The thing he was holding on to in the palm of his right hand, the two of us worked together to break it apart, probably for you."

He gave Duan Yelin a look, and then said: "I leave this here for you. We will wait for you outside the temple. You don't have much time. If you stay for a long time, the Japanese will be suspicious."

The door of the Buddhist hall was closed just like that.

Keiko Kuromiya leaned against the coffin and slowly opened the palm of her hand. The four beads were from the broken string of Buddhist beads from Changling, and each one had traces of Changling's caress.Each of the four beads is engraved with a word, which seems to be newly engraved. Although it is not exquisite, the handwriting is very correct.

Together it is a sentence - if there is an afterlife.

Enough said here.

He admitted it.It's just that he is so stubborn, and he refuses to betray the Buddha at all. He has no choice but to bear it all together.

The precepts are clear, he is afraid, he is just wandering between life and death, after all, he still thinks of the bondage in the world of mortals, and left the last sentence of tenderness.There is no direction to the Buddha's heart, but how can the Buddha's gate be born.

Faxi Temple, which has been lonely for thousands of years, let out a hoarse cry, and the birds in the mountains and forests fluttered and fled, fearing that they would be swept in by grief.

The boundless suffering and despair are like a big net, with no corner to escape, covering it in all directions, like the wind in the mountains, rushing towards you rudely.

No one dared to open the door to see the situation inside, could not bear it, could not bear it.Every shrill sound is torturing the eardrums, like sharp claws scratching wildly, and it seems that the vocal cords are about to be torn.

I always feel that it is not the cry of a human being, but the cry of a wild beast, so surging and shocking.

If this life is withered and turned to ashes, can it be exchanged for the next life to be with you?