Chapter 120: Understanding Life and Death

Author: Jiu Tai Tianmiao

Chapter 120: Understanding Life and Death

Fang Yang chose the training place to be located in a ten thousand-year-old "Ancient City" called Qiyuan City.

This city is the capital of Loulan Kingdom, named after Meng Qiyuan, the founding emperor of Loulan Kingdom. For thousands of years, the royal family of Loulan Kingdom has believed in the religion of No Life and spread the teachings of the religion of No Life very widely.

The life Dharma image calls itself "Tianyi Jushi", opened a medical clinic called "Huichunlou", the death Dharma image is called "Shi Jian", and opened a coffin shop called "Baishantang".

Huichun Tower and Baishen Hall opened the same day, causing a huge sensation in Qiyuan City. Because no one has ever seen it, the clinic and coffin shop are open opposite the door.

On the first day of its opening, a large number of people went to Gyeonggi Prefecture to complain, saying that Baishen Hall had affected the Feng Shui and fortune of Qiyuan City and may shake the foundation of the country.

The officials in Gyeonggi Prefecture were one of the top two, and the people had to listen to their opinions. However, the Baishen Hall had a background of the ecclesiastical religion, and even the court dared not provoke them. Therefore, the officials in Gyeonggi Prefecture could only act as scapegoats and endured the abuse and accusations of the people for the law of death.

The people's abuse is temporary. After scolding for a long time, they will get used to it. No matter how they scold, they will live their lives as they should.

As soon as the banner "No money is accepted, I will be destined to give the coffin" was pulled out, Baishentang, which was deserted, immediately came the first business.

"Boss, I'm a destined person, I want a coffin!"

A playboy with a greasy head and pink face, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and a jade pendant hanging around his waist walked in, and two Xiao Si were followed by him.

"Isn't this the eldest son of the Chen family? The Chen family is so rich, and they still lack a coffin?"

"Shh! Free coffin, don't be idle.

Outside the door, some onlookers whispered and communicated with each other. They looked at Master Chen, their eyes full of contempt.

"Who did you buy it for?"

Fang Yang didn't raise his head, thinking about the issues of survival and death.

"Give it to my dad!"

As soon as Master Chen closed the folding fan in his hand, he walked around the store. He checked the coffin one by one, and occasionally tapped it with his hands to listen to the sound of the coffin.

"What's your dad's figure?"

"How can I know about this book? I am buying coffins, not clothes. I said, boss, are you still selling them?"

Master Chen was impatient, rolled up his sleeves, came to the counter, staring at Fang Yang with anger on his face.

Fang Yang was not afraid of him. He looked at Master Chen with a deep look, and happened to be docked with Master Chen's gaze:

"A question, what does your father's death mean to you?"

When Fang Yang saw that Mr. Chen was shocked, all his arrogance and all his anger disappeared.

He said with some timidity:

"Of course it's a good thing. When the old man is alive, I'm not allowed to do this, nor is I allowed to do it. He died just so I'm free and do whatever I want."

Fang Yang pondered for a moment and nodded: "You are indeed destined to be a destined person. There are thirteen coffins in my backyard, and you will be given all for free!"

When Master Chen heard this, he was overjoyed.

"real?"

Fang Yang glanced at Master Chen again. Master Chen had no doubts anymore and asked one of the servants to go back and call someone to come to the store to move the coffin.

"Thirteen, my father, my mother, my elder brother, my second aunt. My cousin, I myself, just thirteen. I picked up a big bargain today and saved a lot of money! My father usually scolded me and said I was ignorant. Today I want him to know that I can save money for my family."

In a moment, Master Chen assigned the owner to the thirteen coffins.

What surprised him was that their family happened to be thirteen, each with a coffin. No matter who passed away, they didn't need to buy a coffin.

The news that Mr. Chen moved the thirteen coffins from the "Baishengtang" without spending a penny quickly spread.

Soon, many people in the city came to visit and surrounded the door of the "Baixian Hall", waiting to receive the coffin.

"Next!"

Fang Yang's second customer was a woman dressed in white flowers, born with a charming look. She was wearing mourning clothes and her eyes were red. She could be said to be a beauty that was filled with tears and rain, and peony flowers were filled with smoke and makeup.

“For whom did you buy it?”

"For my son."

Fang Yang raised his head and stared at the woman deeply. When Fang Yang saw her, the woman shivered all over and became dizzy.

"What does your Dalang's death mean to you?"

"Liberation! I have had enough of this timid, cowardly, unambitious man. When I am with such a man, I have no happiness or surprise in life.

In contrast, Huichunlou's business was in a downturn.

The main reason is that opposite Huichun Tower is a coffin shop, which gives people the feeling of entering Huichun Tower and entering the coffin shop next.

Going for good and avoiding bad luck is a normal reaction for everyone.

However, Fang Yang used the same trick again and put on a banner at the door of "Give medical treatment and treating medicine, and he will be compensated for death", and there were endless patients coming.

The first person to come in was a young man. He had a pale face, his eyes were dull, and he had obvious kidney deficiency.

"I don't want you for free, I just need you to keep it confidential!"

As soon as the young man came in, he slapped the table.

"This store does not charge, but I can guarantee that the customer's secrets will never be disclosed."

Fang Yang, who looked like an old doctor, walked out of the counter and said to the young master.

"Oh? Is there such a good thing?"

"Um!"

Fang Yang nodded heavily, "But, the young master must answer a question first."

“What’s the problem?”

"What is the meaning of the young master's life?"

"The meaning of living?"

The young man was stunned and answered without thinking, "Of course, it is to enjoy life. Life is a hundred years, and if you don't enjoy it, what's the point of living?"

"Okay! I'll take a look at the young master's kidney deficiency."

The second person to see a doctor was a middle-aged woman with calluses on her hands and her face was covered with wind and frost.

“What is the meaning of a guest living?”

The middle-aged woman smiled happily: "For the sake of her children, the greatest achievement of the old woman in her life is to raise my ten sons. The old woman's greatest wish is to watch them get married and to make branches and leaves for my Cai family."

"Well! You are ill due to overwork. I will prescribe a medicinal meal for you, you can get better soon."

All kinds of people and all kinds of things appear in Fang Yang's shop every day.

Fang Yang refused everyone, and after asking them questions, everything was free.

In fact, the caves where these people live in Fang Yang, and he has always provided various resources for believers for free.

Wandering between life and death, and feeling, Fang Yang's understanding of life and death is changing with each passing day.

One hundred years, two hundred years, four hundred years, four hundred years, four hundred years, five hundred years.

In less than five hundred years, Fang Yang almost realized the true meaning of life and death.

However, he did not stop, and he still had to see the mystery of yin and yang from life and death.
Chapter completed!