Chapter 63

This monk is not the same as the ghosts that Lin feiran usually sees. Even if there are delicate and beautiful features, most of them are not good-looking because of their dead faces, But the soul of the monk was not different from that of the living. Even if it was a ghost, it was also very beautiful. The old white robe of the monk did not detract from his demeanor. Lin Fei was stunned.

Gu Kaifeng clenched Lin feiran's hand like a warning.

"I..." Just feel that he is too like a living man, Lin Fei ran thought in his heart, but choked in his throat.

Because both of them were shocked by what happened in front of them the next second.

There was a long line of ghosts standing in front of the monk. There were ghosts coming from all over the place at the end of the line. Because the backyard was too small, the ghosts automatically and consciously formed an S-shaped queue, turning left and right, filling the backyard full. The scene was like the ticket hall of the railway station on the eve of the Spring Festival transportation.

An old man's soul came to the monk and knelt down on the ground. The monk gently pressed one hand on the old man's head like a child, and the five fingers of the other hand were folded in front of his chest. Then he opened his mouth and recited the Scriptures, accompanied by the voice of the monks, A moment ago, the old man who looked resentful and resentful seemed to have been melted by some gentle force, and his eyes and eyebrows showed a kind and kind look. Then, the old man's figure became more and more pale. Just like Mr. Zheng's daughter before, the little girl also became more and more weak with the resolution of her obsession. However, the process of dispelling the resentment of the little ghost was very long, but the old man completed this transformation in just a few tens of seconds Soon, the pale almost disappeared old man suddenly dispersed into a gust of wind blowing his face.

“…… He's passing them on. " Lin feiran explained to Gu Kaifeng softly.

This monk does the same thing as Lin feiran did for the cat mother and the little girl ghost before, but his efficiency is much higher than that of Lin feiran, almost every minute

A ghost of a ghost!

They were staring at the soul of the monk.

The monk passed over the two ghosts again. It seemed that he noticed that there was an extremely keen look coming from somewhere. He raised his head slightly, looked in the direction of the two men and looked at them for a moment.

Gu Kaifeng, with a rather moving look on his face:.... "

Lin feiran, a fan, seems to have been powdered by the circle

The monk said:

Seeing the monk, Lin feiran immediately and carefully said, "Hello, master."

The monk was silent for a moment. With his pale brown eyes, he gazed at Lin feiran. After a while, his eyes fell on Gu Kaifeng.

Lin feiran put his hands together and said solemnly, "Amitabha, I have Yin and Yang eyes."

Gu Kaifeng leaned slightly over his face and covered up his smile with a cough.

The monk even had a smile, but it was very shallow, like a shadow cast by the clouds on his lips. He nodded slightly and said, "Amitabha."

"You are good." Lin feiran walked closer, patted his chest, like a little fan brother who was eager to prove himself in front of the idol, he said with pride, "I have also surpassed two ghosts."

"A cat and a little girl," the monk said quietly

Lin feiran was stunned: "how do you know?"

It can be said that he has been dead hearted by the circle powder!

"I have a good eye." The monk's eyes seemed to see a distant place behind him through Lin Fei, "able to know things before and after life."

Lin feiran suddenly remembered the pamphlet he had read before he went up the mountain. His brain flashed with light and asked, "are you master Chengguan?"

The monk seemed to know that Lin feiran would ask this sentence and calmly said, "it is the poor monk."

"I haven't said that for more than a hundred years." Master Chengguan suspended his transcendence and said, "benefactor, you have heard the legend of the poor monk."

This sentence is like a question, but the tone is firm, probably because he can know even if he doesn't ask.

"I heard that..." Lin feiran said, his sight stopped on the bodhi tree beside Chengguan. He asked softly, "is that true?"

Cheng Guan's voice is Liao Yuan, as if from another world, ethereal, but firm and calm: "yes."

With that, the monk under the bodhi tree got up and looked up at the leafy tree. He stretched out a phantom hand and pressed it on the rough bark. His movement gently touched it. The warm arc of his five fingers seemed not to touch a tree, but to touch a girl's long hair.

"This is her reincarnation, I can see it." Cheng Guan smiles.

One is contained in the heart of the tree, spotless, weak and persistent soul.

Lin feiran couldn't imagine what this tree looked like in Chengguan's eyes, because even with his Yin and Yang eyes open, what he saw was just a common bodhi tree.

I didn't expect that what was written in the pamphlet was true. Lin feiran had seen ghosts for a long time, so he was very receptive to the matter of reincarnation into a bodhi tree. He was silent for a moment and quickly passed the story in his mind. Half sad and half worried, he asked, "what can I do for you?"Gu Kaifeng grabbed Lin feiran's shoulder and ran over him. He was very familiar with his daughter-in-law and said, "you may say it. Don't mention it."

Cheng Guan took back the hand that was pressed on the bodhi tree, turned his head and looked at them deeply. He must have seen that both of them were sincere. After pondering for a moment, he said, "could you please go to the West three miles away from here and pick a Buddha Jin?"

Lin feiran didn't expect that Chengguan's request was so simple. Just as he wanted to express his wish for something else, he heard Chengguan's clear and transparent voice: "that's her favorite flower. I think it's time for flowers to flourish in Xipo. I want to invite her to have a look."

"Good! We'll be right back! " Lin feiran said, "Kaifeng, which direction is the west?"

Little thing, don't talk about the West. I don't even know the direction of going out of the temple Gu Kaifeng chuckled, holding Lin feiran's wrist in his backhand, and pulling him to turn his head in the opposite direction. After they left the temple gate, Gu Kaifeng led Lin feiran up a path, and said in a slightly joking voice, "honey, this is the West."

Although there are luxuriant weeds on both sides of the soil path, the places without grass in the middle are trodden very hard. It seems that people often go there. However, tourists will not come here. Gu Kaifeng walks in front of him, and Lin feiran follows him obediently. He is sorry to say, "our sense of direction is not very good."

Gu Kaifeng's gentle voice came from the front with a smile: "it's not very good indeed."

Lin feiran:

Isn't it time to refute me and say "actually it's OK"!

At this time, Gu Kaifeng, who was walking in front of him, suddenly stopped and immediately turned around. Lin feiran did not stop and bumped into it. Gu Kaifeng circled him and gave him a kiss. He said, "you don't have to look for southeast, northwest, or northwest. Just look for me."

"Well." Lin feiran did not want to be outdone, and returned to kiss him domineering.

They walked on the mountain road for a long time. They said that it was not far away. But they had consumed a lot of physical strength to climb the mountain before, and they were still a little tired after walking for such a long time. This is what Chengguan said about the west slope. Winter is the most pleasant time in H city. The wind is just right, and the air is full of the sweet smell of flowers. Lin Fei ran into the grass and squatted down and played with the flowers in full bloom: "these should be Buddha Jin."

Although he didn't know much about flowers and plants, he only had this kind of flower which was the best blooming all over the mountains and fields nearby. The petals were thin and light, and the colors were gorgeous. Most of them were bright red and bright yellow.

Lin feiran saw a beautiful one and reached out to pick it. Gu Kaifeng suddenly said, "honey, or we'll dig a few roots for him to plant that? That way, they can always see it. If it's folded down, it won't look good tomorrow. "

"Good." Lin feiran rubbed his hands to dig the soil.

"Sit on the stone over there." Gu Kaifeng rubbed Lin feiran's head and handed him the climbing bag on his back. He squatted down and said, "my husband is responsible for this kind of dirty work. You just need to be responsible for driving him."

Lin feiran obediently took over the climbing bag and gave Gu Kaifeng a big kiss on his left face and asked, "is the power enough?"

Gu Kaifeng turned his right face again and said, "come again and kiss me."

Lin feiran is also close.

Gu Kaifeng turned his left face again: "continue."

After repeated this for ten times, Gu Kaifeng's motivation was enough.

Lin feiran, who was very sour in his mouth, said

What about a good kiss?

I'm afraid it's not a decahedron, right?

Gu Kaifeng carefully dug out two Buddha Jin trees. In fact, as long as you want, you can dig as many as you want, but you have to plant them back later, so it's better to plant less. If you plant more, I'm afraid it will attract the attention of other monks in the temple.

After digging fo Jin, they hiked 1.5 kilometers back to the temple. At this time, there were fewer tourists in the backyard. Chengguan was still under the bodhi tree for ghosts. Gu Kaifeng rubbed the cat's waist to dig the soil under the bodhi tree. Lin feiran carried a huge climbing bag behind him, blocking the sight of other tourists. It should have rained just two days ago, and the soil under the trees was very soft. Gu Kaifeng soon transferred the two Fajin trees, and I don't know if there will be more small Buddha Jin in the coming year.

"Thank you very much Cheng Guan passed a ghost again and got up and gave a gift to them.

"You're welcome," Lin feiran wiped Gu Kaifeng's hands with a wet towel. "Is there anything else we can do for you?"

Cheng Guan's eyes flickered slightly: "if you can, I still have one thing to ask for."

Lin feiran: "you said."

"I once wished to live in seclusion in this life, but when I was 17, I went down the mountain to make friends with her." Cheng Guan turned back and looked at the tree, and there was a cloud in his eyes that did not disperse all year round. "A glance at the tree made her die with hatred. She was transformed into a bodhi tree and stayed with me for ten years in the temple..." Cheng Guan's sigh was as soft as a dream. "Her life is just a tree. After the death of the poor monk, she will never see the poor monk again."Cheng Guan slowly turned around, and one corner of the robe was lifted up: "please tell her, benefactor, that I have been with her for 300 years, and I have spent every day in the shade of her tree I have never left. "

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