Updated: 2012-10-12

"Meet!" Ye Yi said calmly, his arm suddenly exerted his energy, and the knife in his hand pierced into the other party's body.

At this moment, behind me, a woman's voice suddenly sounded behind us, and a scream echoed in the warehouse space: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Xinyi?

She woke up at this time!

I turned my head to look in surprise, and Ye Yi turned his head too.

At this moment, Master Fanchen suddenly shouted: "Do not!" As the words fell, Master Fanchen suddenly pushed away Ye Yi, who was still squatting in front of Sha Wuchou, holding the hilt of the knife.

In everyone's horrified eyes, at some point, the handsome head of Sha Wuqiu was replaced by a sheep's head. The threaded sheep horn on the forehead pierced the chest of Master Wanchen in an instant, and the black lighted sheep horn tip came out from Master Wanchen's back. The blood fell down in an orderly manner along the natural thread on the sheep's horn.

Master Fanchen suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, "Puff!" He leaned his head and fell backwards.

"But...sorry..." The sheep's head was covered with blood, a pair of large sheep's eyes were dull, and the black wool was stained with a lot of blood. After saying these two words in the mouth of the sheep's head, he lowered his head silently.

"Master!" Ye Yi shouted.

"Master!" I shouted.

"Ah!" Xiao Xinyi shouted.

Ye Yi kicked away the sheep spirit one by one, turned over and hugged Master Fanchen, and roared: "Master!"

I was stunned, why is this happening?

In an instant, my cold sweat came out. My heart kept twitching, and my mouth was chanting unconsciously: "My fault, my fault, my fault..."

Yes, it's my fault!

If I had heard Ye Yi's words, this would not have been the case. If I had killed this sheep spirit with my own hands, there would have been no one else die.

I suddenly ran to Master Fanchen and leaned over to see his injuries. At the same time, I shouted to Ye Yi: "Ye Yi, this is a hospital, I'll go find a doctor."

I stood up and was about to run away, but Ye Yiyi grabbed my hand one by one: "It's useless..."

I stopped, yes, the penetration of my chest was fatal enough, and even the best doctor, with the best equipment, could only be deterred. The three words Ye Yi said instantly made the guilt in my heart because of the fierce stab, which made me almost suffocate.

This is my fault!

I knelt on the ground with guilt.

Men have gold under their knees, but men have tears and don’t let them laugh easily.

This is my fault...

Beside me, the man turned into a black sheep lying on the ground, his body twitching unconsciously, and his mouth was still spitting blood foam. A sheep, slut, and the smell began to spread under the black monk's robe. Just in front of me, Master Fanchen was also spitting blood foam, his eyes curled up at the roof, and Ye Yi had already squared him on the ground. I felt like a sinner for the ages, the kind that would never be forgiven. It was all my stubbornness, my hypocrisy, my distrust and my arrogance.

That's why this kind of thing happened. If I killed the sheep spirit just now, with a knife, there wouldn't be such a thing happening in front of me. The sheep horn pierced into the horn to kill Master Fanchen, but the sheep horn also pierced into my heart and killed my last trace of illusion. My unrealistic, my conceit, my self-righteousness, and I don't listen to my friends' advice and advice.

"I'm sorry." I touched the ground with my head, clenched my fists and smashed it hard on the ground and repented in my heart.

Isn’t there a god who raises his head three feet high?

Haven't you seen the sheep spirit harming people? Why is this happening? The depression these days and the tensions over the past days have all burst out.

I suddenly realized that I was just an ordinary person! My psychological quality was not as good or strong as I thought. I didn’t have the excitement and excitement in my heart when I first went out to catch ghosts with Ye Yi.

It turns out that reality is not a movie, not a game, but a person will die in reality! When I thought I had seen too many deaths and fears, the death of this monk Fanchen, who had never been in contact with him, was like a heavy hammer and hit me hard on the shell that I disguised for myself.

It turns out that people can die! It turns out that such dangers will accompany us! One wrong step is hell, and one wrong step is the wrong step, and one wrong step is the difference between yin and yang. It is no longer the resurrection waiting for in the game. If you die, you will be gone. But I have to live with this guilt. My self-blame and tears of regret begin to flow out.

"Amitabha." The Buddha's name made me raise my head and touch the tears to see the person who nodded the Buddha's name. I was in a trance and thought it was Master Fanchen who was talking, but in fact, what I saw was the monk Yi.

He stood in front of me with his chest, bent down and stretched out his hand, and held my shoulder: "Get up, it's not your fault."

"I..." I gritted my teeth and shook my head. It was my fault, I knew: "Release Master, this is my fault. Sorry, if I had listened to Ye Yi, Master Fanchen would not have any trouble."

Master Yi shook his head with a smile on his face and said, "Young friend, don't be sad. My master once looked at the secrets of heaven. This time I went down the mountain, there will be a disaster. This is the fate of heaven. It's not about my friend's fault, so you don't have to blame yourself."

I raised my head, looked into the eyes of Master Release, and said, "If I had killed it early, this would not have happened."

The monk Yi Han smiled and said, "I just lost my strength and was declining. I could hear it and see it. My friend did nothing wrong. There are not many people in this world who can stick to their true intentions like this. I should get up if you are right."

I silently looked at the place where Master Fanchen was lying. He was not completely dead yet. I don’t know what kind of power it made him persevere. Maybe he could hear what I said?

It seemed to be seeing my concerns. Master Yi Han walked to Master Fanchen, knelt beside him, and said, "Master, I am a Buddha, and I will be free to come and go without causing dust. I wonder what else is there to end?"

Master Fanchen Gabagaba said, but he wanted to say anything, but he couldn't say it.

People who practice Buddhism are different from ordinary people, especially those who are devout Buddhist believers can directly cross the gate of life and death after death and enter the samsara. It is almost impossible to seize the soul after death.

Furthermore, even if an ordinary person does not have this obsession after death, it is almost impossible for him to stay in this world. The souls after the new death are in a daze, and it is difficult to ask for anything. Perhaps some people say that they can be a ghost, and the souls of the new death are as delicate as newborn babies. Those who can play with ghosts are old ghosts! In a word, the souls of the new death are not enough energy and cannot do anything.

This is why these people are obviously powerful people with profound Taoism, but they have to ask questions like in TV dramas before they are about to die.

The monk Free helped Master Fanchen up and helped him sit cross-legged on the ground. The blood in his chest was flowing, and the robes below the wound were covered with large pieces of blood.

Have you ever seen the way to pass on skills in martial arts movies?

It was my first time to open my eyes, and this kind of thing really exists!

I saw the monk Yi put his hands on Master Fanchen's back, and then the master Yi's forehead began to illuminate faintly. Yes, it was illuminated! The bald head seemed to have turned into a low-level light bulb in an instant, emitting a golden light. Is this the legendary Buddha light?

The so-called Buddhist consecration, in the circle, in addition to chanting thousands of times and 100,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00

The Buddha light on the monk's head kept flashing, and it seemed like a sense of intermittentness. Naturally, I don't know how dangerous they were before, almost separated from each other. I don't know what these Buddha light golden blood mean to a monk.

All I know is that the Buddha's light shines on us feel warm.

Master Fanchen, who had lost too much blood and was about to lose his life, had a tendency to improve gradually. I saw his rapid and undulating chest become much more stable.

This incredible scene appeared in front of me.

I asked Ye Yi excitedly: "This, is this internal strength to save people?"

Ye Yi squatted not far from me, and did not look back and said, "It's not to save people."

I said unwillingly: "Ye Yi, in this case, I will go to see a doctor, maybe there is a way!"

Ye Yi turned around and looked at me and said, "Master Fanchen's heart meridians have been pierced, and his cultivation has completely disappeared. It is simply because he has no way to turn things around. Now he releases the master to use the Buddha light of his own cultivation to forcibly reverse the time of death, completely stimulate the last potential of life in his body, and have the ability to move in a very short time."

So that's it...

At this moment, Master Fanchen's pupils that had almost spread out gradually condensed together, and his eyes began to become more energetic. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he even had the strength to raise his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth.

I saw the golden light on the head of the Releasing Master behind him getting weaker and weaker.

Master Fanchen opened his mouth, chuckled a few times in his throat, and suddenly spit out a small blood clot, and then I could clearly hear the sound of taking a deep breath. Then, Master Fanchen spoke and said, "My friends, this separation is far away. I had a premonition when I went down the mountain. This catastrophe was never gone. If I could be careful everywhere, I would never have been righteous. It seems that it was just a delay. My friend Ye, please apologize to fellow Taoist Taiyi, saying that if I didn't hold back down the street of Yang Xiaoyou's house tonight, maybe he wouldn't have to suffer this catastrophe. Haha, I just stayed for more than 10 hours because of this one, and finally couldn't escape it.

Young Master Yang, you don’t need to be sad. I want to say that you are extremely intelligent, but you have to jump out of a fixed thinking pattern. This requires a process. My Buddha also has the saying of killing and stopping killing. I can’t blame you for this disaster. But I advised me to remember that if I can kill one person and save many people, why do I need to do this? Just have a clear conscience, otherwise my Buddhist will not have a martial monk and arhat in the courtyard. If the Buddha does not kill, it is the root of not killing good deeds. When will the Buddhists not eat meat and drink? Those rules and regulations are just a tight curse for monks that the rulers of the dynasty have harshly given to monks. Whether this heart is in the Buddha or in the world, living in addition to faith, there is also a free and easy artistic conception.

I have to force life and death, and it is wrong to avoid disasters. Now, because of my fault, I have to make my friends feel a grudge in my heart, and even involve cause and effect, but it is unnecessary. Xiaoyou Yang and Xiaoyou Ye can let go of the grudge in their hearts, and do not need to worry about the death of the old monk, let alone blame themselves. For you, this is indeed a disaster, well... I will release it."

"Master, I'm here."

Monk Fanchen said, "After I die, there are nine seven-color relics in my body, which can be given to several friends and their families. Maybe promise,?"

"Yes." The monk Yi asked very happily.

This is what Master Fanchen wants to say in the last time? He forced himself to concentrate his last potential in life, not to linger in the glitz of the world, but to relieve the guilt and gifts in our hearts?

The relics of the monks are hard to find.

In this world, the relics of real Buddhist masters are very rare treasures. Each relics are the essence of the life of a monk. There is a real relics to protect you or to protect your house. Ordinary people can live happily all their lives, and from now on, they will not be able to pick up money. However, they will have colds, fevers, runny noses, and car accidents. They will almost never find such people. Unless such people are born to do evil and do unrighteous people. They will even disdain to say that some ghosts and monsters will circumvent such people, for fear of being "unlucky".

Now, this Taoist monk actually said to give it to you? Isn’t it just a gift?

After releasing and agreeing, Master Fanchen looked at us and said, "Come here, two friends."

I quickly walked over with my knees, for some reason I felt better if I felt like this. Maybe, I was too mean?

Master Fanchen didn't stop me from doing this, but just smiled and saw that both of us came to him.

Ye Yi also knelt on one knee next to Master Fanchen. Master Fanchen said, "I have achieved some success in my understanding of Buddhism for a whole year. Today, I am also destined to be two friends. In addition to giving you a few relics from my body, I will also add some cause and effect to you. Even if you apologize to me?"

I nodded, although I didn't understand why, Master Fanchen meant to make me apologize? OK, as long as I can make me apologize, I can do whatever I can! If I hadn't been indecisive, how could such a thing happen? I am so at ease with this sin, so it's natural.

Ye Yizi retorted: "No, no, does the master know the consequences of doing this?"

I looked at Ye Yi for no reason and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

Ye Yi said: "Master Fanchen wants to condense golden blood and pass it on to us."

Ah? Golden blood is given to us?

Seeing that I didn't understand, Ye Yi hurriedly said, "Accepting Buddha's blood is equivalent to accepting Master Fanchen's Buddhist robe and mantle."

Damn! That's not to be a monk?

Ye Yi then said: "This will free you and me from the relationship of cause and effect. Your cause and effect is that you should have killed the sheep spirit but the master will not die. My cause and effect is that I die but the master will not die. We all owe the master a cause and effect. This cause and effect will involve the next life, and even not know how many lifetimes it will be paid off. But if we inherit the mantle of Buddha's blood and Buddhism, the master gave up this cause and effect and has no relationship with us from now on. But from then on we will have a direct cause and effect relationship with Buddhism, but the cause and effect relationship in Buddhism is the easiest to be resolved than the cause and effect between people. If you believe, you will be connected, and if you don't believe, you will be cut off."

I let out a long sigh. I owe so much, but because of the cause and effect, I finally became a debt-free state? I would rather bear this strange causal relationship than make myself so relaxed. This is not because I am a slut, but because I cannot forgive the mistakes I made before from the bottom of my heart.

However, the old monk who was on the verge of death in front of us has been to let us put aside the burden in our hearts. He knew deeply that we are not the kind of devout believers. Even if we have Buddha blood and relics in the future, if we think we are Buddhist disciples in our hearts, we will have no fate with me!

Without fate! There is no cause and effect!

It will be clean and neat!

This is what Master Fanchen wants to do...
To be continued...