After entering the Heavenly King Hall, Mrs. Huang did not worship the Buddha in the Heavenly King Hall this time, but walked straight to the back of the Buddha, then moved away a box of merit under the Buddha's seat, and then a secret door was exposed.

After Mrs. Huang said softly in front of the secret door, "Present disciples asked for a visit", the secret door suddenly opened. The secret door was not high, and people needed to bow in when they entered. Mrs. Huang pulled me into the secret door.

When I walked into the secret door, I suddenly realized that it was not as depressed as I imagined. The brightness was also very bright, but it was all the "credit" of the candle. In the hall, there were about seven or eight church members, either communicating in groups, sitting cross-legged, closing their eyes and reciting.

Mrs. Huang obviously has a good popularity here. Most of the church members nodded and greeted her when she saw Mrs. Huang coming. Mrs. Huang returned the greetings one by one. There was a curtain door at the end of the hall. At this time, a monk wearing a monk robe walked out of the curtain door and clasped his hands at Mrs. Huang and me and said, "Donor Huang, come in quickly. Master Yuanzhu has been waiting for a long time."

Yuanzhu? This name reminded me immediately of the round bamboo that Uncle Li said to me. But in Uncle Li's mouth, Yuanzhu has died and its ashes have become relics. Could it be the same Dharma name?

With curiosity and doubts, Mrs. Huang followed her into the roller shutter door.

Inside the roller shutter door, a monk sat cross-legged with his eyebrows as white as his eyebrows. He said without opening his eyes: "Donor Huang, thank you for your hard work!"

"Master Yuanzhu, it should be." Mrs. Huang said:

Their dialogue at the beginning made me suddenly wonder, why? Why did Master Yuanzhu say the word "Thank you" to Donor Huang? Did he ask Mrs. Huang for something? After thinking about it, I vaguely felt that I had been "used" by them. But no matter how confused he was, he had reached this point, and he could only take one step at a time.

"Master Jiang, please take your seat. Mrs. Huang, please avoid it!" Master Yuanzhu said, still closing his eyes:

After Madam Huang bowed to Master Yuanzhu, she stepped back. I felt quite embarrassed, so I found a pallet pad, followed Master Yuanzhu, and sat cross-legged. I wore a lot for many days, and sat cross-legged in this posture.

"Master Jiang, do you know me?" Yuanzhu asked me after I sat down:

After carefully examining Master Yuanzhu, I shook my head and said, "I just heard of it, I have never seen it."

"Who will listen to me?" Master Yuanzhu asked:

"Uncle Li from Vietnam." I tried to answer:

I don’t expect Master Yuanzhu to know this answer, because Uncle Li has been traveling through time for a long time. If this "roof bamboo" is really the round bamboo that Uncle Li said, it would have been a passing away and I should not have a deep impression of Uncle Li.

"Well! Uncle Li is very arrogant and can use my relics to send you back. It can be seen that I did not misunderstand him at the beginning." Master Yuanzhu closed his eyes and replied with a smile:

Master Yuanzhu said this, basically showing his identity. He was Yuanzhu from the 1940s. So I said in surprise: "Master Yuanzhu has achieved great merits! He has been reincarnated again!"

"Master Jiang, you were wrong!" Yuanzhu said:

"Wrong? What's wrong?" I asked in confusion:

"Reincarnation, how can such a perfect merit be done by such a stinky skin bag?" Yuan Zhu said humbly:

"Master Yuanzhu is really good at joking. If there was no reincarnation, how could Master Yuanzhu with relics still talk to me now?" I asked back:

"The Lord Jiang, what he talks with must be between people, the heaven, earth, all living beings, all beings are equal, their identities are equal, and their words are equal." Yuanzhu said:

"According to Master Yuanzhu, am I talking to someone now?" I continued to ask:

Master Yuanzhu smiled but didn't answer, with a "deep" look on his face. What I don't like the most is pretending to be deep. Although the person sitting in front of me was the title of "master", the conversations and conversations were full of so-called mystery, and it was not very thoughtful to me. If you continue to communicate according to Master Yuanzhu's "style", the paper would be full of "absurd words". So I simply stopped asking whether Master Yuanzhu is a human or a ghost, and went straight to the point and said: "Master Yuanzhu, we might as well say straight to the point. I just heard the conversation between you and Mrs. Huang, and it seems that you already knew that I would come?"...,

Master Yuanzhu still closed his eyes and said, "You came here with my relics, how could I not know?"

"Then according to Master Yuanzhu, you know my incredible experience?" I asked in an attempt:

"It's so clear!" Master Yuanzhu said:

"Since that's the case, I have to ask, what should I do next?" I asked:

"Since you have chosen the path of golden box, your life's glory and wealth can be ensured. However, everything in the world is not perfect, and there will be gains and losses. You have glory and wealth, and you lack the closest relatives and loves." Master Yuanzhu said:

When I heard Master Yuanzhu talk about my choice of the golden box path, I immediately swept my impression of Master Yuanzhu’s pretentiousness. I quickly asked for answers: “Master Yuanzhu, this golden box path was caused by accident and was not my favorite choice. I wanted to choose a wooden box at that time. Can I regret it and start over?”

"Repent? Donald Jiang, do you think you can regret it?" Master Yuanzhu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me and said:

When I saw Master Yuanzhu's eyes, I was shocked: Master Yuanzhu's eyes were not the black eyeballs of ordinary people, but two faint green dots. Isn't these the two green lights I saw when I encountered ghosts hitting the wall? No wonder Master Yuanzhu knew my choice of gold box.

I thought about it and said, "I shouldn't regret it!"

Master Yuanzhu closed his eyes again and said, "Fate number, this is the fate number."

Seeing that Master Yuanzhu mentioned "destiny", I quickly asked: "Master Yuanzhu, although things in the past cannot be changed, I want to change the future, at least I can avoid missing my close relatives and beloved. Should this be OK?"

"Difficult!" said Master Yuanzhu:

"Why?" I asked:

"Do you know what this closest relative and love you are missing is?" Master Yuanzhu asked me:

I looked confused and shook my head and said, "I don't know."

"Your beloved will stay away from you." Master Yuanzhu said:

"Are you talking about my friends Hong Jiwen, Mo Xiaolan and the others?" I asked quickly:

"Hong Jiwen? You probably can't see her!" Master Yuanzhu shook his head and said:

When I heard this, I couldn't calm down and stood up from the pudding pad. My legs were numb for a moment. I rubbed my legs and asked, "Master Yuanzhu, when I chose three boxes, I had experienced three different experiences. Except for the experience of the wooden box that might have allowed me to find Hong Jiwen, the rest were impossible. So, in Hong Jiwen's matter, I also accepted my fate, but can you tell me what kind of fate is Hong Jiwen's fate? At least I care about her very much."

"Jiang Lu almost harmed her, but fortunately she is lucky." Master Yuanzhu said:

"Jiang Hu? Almost a big life? Master Yuanzhu, can you tell me more specific?" I couldn't wait to know the truth.

"Actually, you should know that when you went to Vietnam, you knew Hong Jiwen's fate." Master Yuanzhu said:

"We and our group? Wasn't Hong Jiwen by our side at that time? How could we know Hong Jiwen's fate at that time?" I asked in confusion:

"The real Hong Jiwen is the only survivor of the Li family fire, that is, the old lady of the Li family." Master Yuanzhu said:

"What?" I exclaimed incredible: "How is that possible?"

"Hong Jiwen and you traveled to Vietnam in the 1970s. After meeting with Uncle Li, you traveled back and Hong Jiwen stayed in Vietnam. Later, because she wanted to find the truth about the money you were asking for, she traveled to China in the 1940s with the help of Uncle Li and found me. Therefore, you and she are the only people who know the truth." Master Yuanzhu said:

I calculated silently in my heart that 22-year-old Hong Jiwen traveled to China in the 1940s and now, she should be in her 90s. Could it be that the surviving old lady is really Hong Jiwen? But I still asked unwillingly: "Master Yuanzhu, if you say, then Hong Jiwen who accompanied us to Vietnam is fake?"

Master Yuanzhu clasped his hands together and said, "False, everything is false."

"False?" I asked in a question:

Master Yuanzhu still said in a close voice: "Master Jiang, if you want to understand illusion, then let me tell you two stories about illusion."
Chapter completed!