Chapter 582

Qiantang, Jinshan Temple

In Jinshan Temple, the abbot who presided over the temple now has a short life.

At this moment, at the mountain gate, the old abbot stood in front of the Mountain Gate as if he were waiting for something.

The monks on one side didn't know why, but they stayed quietly.

It was born at the beginning of the day, with thousands of rays, and the rising sun was in the sky.

As time goes by, the sunset glow is dizzy, and the sunset is slowly falling.

The monks on one side were a little impatient.

"Abbot, it's late. Let's go back."

An old monk couldn't bear to look at the abbot who was getting thinner and weaker.

"No, wait."

Shaking his head, the old abbot's heart throbbed more and more strongly.

He doesn't want to go back. He just wants to wait here.

Most importantly, he knows.

Once he goes back, he probably won't be able to hold on until the man comes back.

As night fell and stars dotted, the people of Jinshan Temple set up a brazier to disperse the cool air of the night.

But the old abbot's health is still getting worse and worse.

Everyone was anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

When the light shines from the horizon, it is like tearing the darkness.

Several figures came from the distant sky at great speed under the light of Guangxi.

"Back."

Murmuring in his mouth, the breath inside the old abbot was already as weak as a fly silk.

But at the moment, the words seemed to shine back, and a peaceful radiance appeared on his face.

"Whew."

The figure moved, and a figure stood directly in front of the old abbot.

"Oh, well, boy, you're finally back."

The old abbot looked at the figure of Fahai in front of him and showed a happy smile.

It's like seeing a wanderer go home.

"Abbot!"

The figure that came was Fahai. At the moment, looking at the reflection in front of him, the old abbot, who was dying soon, his eyes couldn't help being wet.

I was adopted by the abbot. In my heart, I have long had special feelings for the abbot and Jinshan Temple.

Seeing his childhood relatives die in front of him, Fahai's heart hurts.

"I know there will be this day. Don't be sad."

It seems that he has already seen it and knows that when Fahai returns, he will die.

"Go the way you want to go."

Reaching out to touch the forehead of the sea, the old abbot seemed to see the little doll of that year.

He was picked up by himself by the lake with a pure smile on his face.

On the old body, the vitality dissipated slowly.

The light faded, and after a long time, Tu left a skin bag.

"Congratulations to the abbot!"

The monks of Jinshan Temple sat down and chanted the Sutra of past life.

For a moment, a trace of anger appeared in Fahai's eyes.

And then the Abbot's departure.

Fahai knows that there is a big hand pushing all this.

Good. In that case, he needs to see Fahai.

What do these behind the scenes people want.

The anger in his eyes soon went out, but the next moment, he recovered his grief.

Slowly put down the Abbot's body.

Looking at the last moment, I still want to let myself go the way I want to go.

Fahai's heart is mixed with five flavors.

"I'm sorry for the change."

Xin's 14 niangs and Zhi Qiu's one leaf came forward and comforted. They didn't know what to say.

He could only stand aside silently and wait for Fahai to recover.

When the abbot died, there was sadness in Jinshan Temple.

Not surprisingly, Fahai became the new host of Jinshan Temple.

It was almost unimaginable, as if everything had been arranged.

Under the night, a tranquility was restored in Jinshan Temple.

On the top of the mountain, the stars are dotted and the cold wind blows.

"I knew you were here."

The figure of Xin's fourteen niangs came slowly, looked at Fahai sitting quietly at the edge of the cliff, silently walked to his side and sat down.

"I used to watch it here alone."

Fahai looked at him intently and looked away. He could see thousands of lights at the foot of the mountain.

"Always want to run out and see the world at the foot of the mountain."

At the moment, all the lights are still on, but Fahai's heart is a little cold.

"No one can stop birth, old age and death. Maybe the master has gone to the paradise."

Silently on one side, comforting, looking at the deep figure in front of her, Xin Shiniang felt a little strange.

"Paradise?"

He looked up at the void dotted with stars.

There are gods, immortals and Buddhas in this world.

The blissful world is just another suffering.

"You seem to have something on your mind all the time?"

Xin's fourteenth mother hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking.

"Maybe I can help you share it."

Wandering together for several years, Xin Shiniang had an inexplicable mood about Fahai.

"Sometimes, I doubt it."

Staring at the void, Fahai slowly got up and said to himself.

"Is the world real?"

One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi.

With Chen Xiaoming's memory, Fahai was very confused.

Whether you are a boundary in the flower, or a Bodhi in the leaf.

"The day I see is not a real day."

"Is the land I see real?"

"The god Buddha I saw all over the sky is not a real god Buddha!"

The breeze floated, but the words stunned Xin's fourteen niangs.

Looking at the sharp Fahai beside him, especially the light in the latter's eyes, he was slightly absent-minded.

Is this really a Buddhist?

Is this really still Fahai?

In the void, the quiet and sitting figure slightly opens his eyes at the moment, and the essence light in his eyes shines away and deduces in his hands.

The eyebrow was slightly frowned, but it was caused by his eyes. Seeing Fahai, he hesitated and finally relieved.

Fahai is not afraid, but a chess piece.

If only other people don't do it, how can mole ants overturn the chessboard.

They Buddhists have planned this for a long time, but they can't afford to lose.

On the top of the mountain, Fahai frowned slightly and looked at the void, but he soon calmed down.

During the investigation just now, he had noticed something strange.

People who want to come behind the scenes have been watching themselves.

But what if you look at yourself.

He no longer covered up Fahai.

Before Fahai, he always wanted to escape his fate.

I thought it wouldn't happen if I went out.

But here comes the cause and effect.

Escape, after all, I still haven't escaped.

Since these people behind the scenes want to promote this matter, he Fahai will play with them.

As for the result, he is not afraid of it.

It has always been regarded as an ant, a pawn and pushed by people.

Fahai thinks he is an ant and a chess piece.

It is also a chess piece that can overturn the chessboard!