Chapter 1

In an ancient temple on the border of China, eight old monks in red cassock sit around a marble carved eight treasure lotus Dharma altar, their hands forming Nirvana silent Dharma seal, and chanting the mantra of death.

There is no Amitabha night, dotagado night, duodi night, amitabupi, amitado, sidapa With the percussion sound of the wooden fish, the mysterious scriptures linger in the grand hall. The ethereal Sanskrit sound penetrates the air and the thick brick walls, and flows into the vast and distant blue sky outside the hall under the cloud.

In one corner of the hall, a tall man in a black suit knelt on the futon with his hands folded, eyes closed, and his pale lips chanting scriptures. His expression was solemn and solemn.

A young monk in his early twenties, dressed in a Mulan cassock, was looking at each other in the corner of his eye.

The man's stature is very tall, the complexion is also very healthy, but slightly purplish lips reveal the secret of his early recovery from serious illness. As early as half a year ago, there was a rumor that the man had a serious heart disease and his life would not be long. The man's family is one of the most prominent families in the state of China. He himself is a gifted genius with extraordinary ability. At the age of 25, he passed his father and several uncles and took the position of master of the family. He brought the family that had fallen into a state of death out of the mire and pushed it to the top.

The humble die like smoke; the superior die like a mountain. Men's life and death determine the prosperity and decline of a family, and will also change the fate of many people. As soon as the news came out, it attracted much attention. However, men had not refuted the rumors, but completely disappeared in the public view.

Half a year later, when everyone thought that the man was no longer in the world, and those who wanted to fight against his family, the man suddenly showed up in a high-profile manner and cleaned up the forces of all parties by means of thunder. The rumor broke itself.

But the young monk next to him knew it was not a rumor. Although the monk was still young, and his accomplishments were no better than those of the eight elders, he could not be defeated by simple face-to-face skills. Half a year ago, a man was clearly doomed to death, but half a year later, he was dead and had a long life. However, there was a black evil spirit Lingering between his eyebrows, and there were some signs of enchantment.

This is to deprive others of the number of life, another day for life, so it is stained with evil cause and evil fruit! The young monk said a word of Buddha to the man on the TV screen.

Half a month later, when the man came to the door with the Buddha's most precious Buddhist relic, he realized that it was not someone else who would continue his life for the man, but the sister of the other party, the one born twin and the blood thicker than water. She changed her heart to her brother, and she died quietly.

Monks don't want to know how many dark and dirty inner scenes there are. The true Buddha relic was originally a sacred object in the temple. It was lost for two thousand years and finally returned. They could not refuse any request from men, even if the man wanted to send his sister to reincarnation with the lifelong accomplishments of the eight elders, so that his sister could live a happy and peaceful life in the next life.

The eight elders' lifelong accomplishments add up to four or five hundred years of luck. This benefactor really dares to speak! The monk frowned at the thought.

The percussion sound of the wooden fish stopped, and the ethereal Sanskrit reverberated in the open hall for a long time. The rich Buddhist incense came from the ice jade box placed in the middle of the Dharma altar, refreshing.

The eight elders slowly opened their eyes. As a result of losing most of their accomplishments, the wrinkles on their faces became more crisscross and their bodies bent down.

"Amitabha, you've done what you asked." The oldest monk stood up and went to the altar of Dharma and picked up the ice jade box.

The man has also opened his eyes, nothing said, three kowtow after the front, took the cold bone piercing box.

The old monk took the lead to walk out of the hall. The rest of the people walked slowly to the bottom of the temple and stood under a huge bodhi tree.

"Put the lotus seeds in the water." The old monk pointed to a small pond five feet square under the tree.

The man did not ask much. He carefully opened the lid of the box and held the lotus seed in his palm. His solemn and pious expression seemed to hold up the whole world.

But she is indeed his whole world, is the whole meaning of his life, he is reluctant to let go.

The monks waited quietly. After half an hour, the young monks could not hold their breath and whispered, "Mr. Yu, let go. There are eight martial uncles who have been blessed with their lifelong accomplishments. Miss Yu will surely be able to live a happy life and be happy in her next life. "

The man didn't hear of it. He pressed the lotus seed tightly to his chest, and his expression seemed to be forbearance. After several minutes, he walked to the pool step by step and bent down to send the lotus seed into the clear water. If it was not for the fact that his sister's body had been cremated when he woke up, how could he be willing to just send her into reincarnation, even against the weather, to let her live again.

Rippling on the surface of the water, a miraculous scene happened in front of men. Only a few pieces of green lotus leaves break open, the water waves grow rapidly, two or three seconds will be a lush, there is a long thin stem against a pink flower bud swaying in the wind, it is stained with a few drops of crystal clear water, looks very lovely.

The Buddhist incense in the ancient temple was instantly replaced by the elegant lotus fragrance. The eight old monks put their hands together and read a sentence of "Amitabha".

The man was well-informed. After only a few seconds' hesitation, the man relaxed his cold expression for the first time, and sincerely opened his mouth, "it took several masters' life-long skills, and Yu was ashamed.""Buddha cut meat to feed eagles and sacrifice his body to feed tigers. It can be said that he seeks benevolence and gets benevolence. What's the complaint? So it is with us. The benefactor has entered the samsara and passed away. She will be blessed and blessed. It's not early. Please come back, benefactor. " The old monk spoke lightly.

The man said thanks again. After standing by the pool for a long time, he reluctantly left the temple. When he walked out of the temple, he saw his mother waiting at the door. His face was full of black evil spirit. He will not let go of all those who have persecuted and maimed her!

Eight elders walk into the pagoda and sit around the Buddhist relic. The heavy tower door creaked and opened again a few years later.

The young monk sighed softly and sneaked into the hall while no one was paying attention to it. He climbed up to the eight treasures lotus altar, and found a book under the Pu Tuan where the ice jade box was placed. He said to himself, "it's hard to send a ghost to the world after four or five hundred years of cultivation. What's more, it's necessary to ensure that she is blessed and lucky? The eight martial uncles are rigid in character and will certainly do their best. If they do not do a good job, they will die one after another. In order to save the lives of all martial uncles, I have no choice but to ask the Buddha to forgive me. "

He put his hands together and paid homage to the Buddha statue in the hall. He straightened up and wiped out the star changing array depicted on the cover with cinnabar. He comforted himself, "she is a worldly woman, and does not need spiritual cultivation. Is it OK for her to have a great or a small thousand realms? This is a romantic novel without much twists and turns. The author has also marked the labels of sweet pet Wen, he and loyal dog man. She has been lucky for 400 years, and can get a lady in any way. I can't imagine that the daughter of a big family also likes to read this kind of small white text... "

He looked at two pages carelessly. His face turned blue and turned back at a very fast speed. After a long time, he collapsed on the lotus platform, covering his face and sighing. He is also a gifted genius. Otherwise, how could he become the host of the Millennium ancient temple at a young age? Reading a four or five hundred page novel in three minutes is like eating and drinking water.

However, the genius of Tianzong also had a setback, this time it was. He asked the man for the remains of the benefactor in order to do things. This book was one of them. At the moment he picked up the book, he immediately decided to turn the great thousand territory into the small thousand territory, and glanced at the brief introduction. He thought that there was no problem, he set it as the medium.

At this time, the regret of the intestines are green.

This book is indeed sweet pet and he, but it's hard to die. The cannon fodder female match in the book happens to have the same name and the same surname as the benefactor. What's more, Yu Xiang hurt his leg when he was young and was not good at doing things, which was similar to the fate of the female benefactor. It can be imagined that both the soul and the body of the two people have a very high degree of fit, and 8-90 percent of them will merge together.

Recalling the fate of Yu Xiang in the book, the monk sighed again.

This is a dog blood story about the wrong baby. A merchant's house and a noble family were traveling at the same time. Both of them were pregnant, and the month was about the same. On the way, they ran into a mountain bandit road and escaped from the encirclement under the protection of the domestic servants, and took refuge in the cave. Both of them moved the fetal gas and gave birth prematurely. Because people were in a hurry and the situation was critical, the two families had daughters again. The nanny of xungui's family accidentally picked up the wrong baby. When she returned to the house, she found that the baby's swaddling clothes were of the same color and pattern, but the cloth was very cheap, which made me feel better.

But the head of the family died of banditry, and the mother was heartbroken. When she told the truth, she had to be buried with the master, and a pair of children would also be implicated. After thinking about it, she finally chose not to mention it. As time went by, she got a heart disease. She went away after a few years, and she told her mother-in-law about her death.

Since then, "Yuxiang" has been reduced from the Prime Minister of the Marquis to a wild species from nowhere. He is despised everywhere and bullied from time to time. Because of his bad behavior, he has developed a gloomy and inferiority complex character. After the return of the female owner, she witnessed how the female master was so beautiful and charming that she was so proud that she broke out her resentment in the bottom of her heart and went on the road of no return to fight against her. Finally, she was designed by the female owner to marry a coyote and was abused to death.

A woman's character is also very vicious. She finally supports her husband's accession to the throne and her Phoenix robe is added to her body. The master sold her, and she had to count money for her. Even her own brother and crown prince, who were extremely capable and talented, were also played around by her, and they were defeated in the end.

How could Yu Xiang, who was paralyzed from childhood and had no contact with the outside world, be able to contend with such a person?

The monk covered his cheek and felt the toothache. He murmured, "four or five hundred years of cultivation, is that enough for the benefactor? She had been paralyzed since childhood. She should be able to get used to it by changing a bad body. It's OK. It will be OK! The Buddha will protect her

Mindfulness Dao, a little monk rushed in and yelled, "no, host, that lotus plant has gone into the water. We are afraid that we will damage the root and dare not go fishing. Go and have a look

The monk crawled to the backyard and saw that the upright stem fell into the water obliquely, only the tip of the flower bud came out of the water, and some leaves had withered traces, which looked very pitiful.

The monk quickly jumped into the pond to help, and then inserted a bamboo branch into the water and tied it with the thin stem of lotus. After a long time of work, he finally finished.

Looking at the withered lotus, the little monk said with a sad face, "benefactor Yu said that he would come to live in the temple for a few days every month. If he saw this scene, he would not help our giant Buddha rebuild his golden body! Host, what should I do? "As the monk twisted his wet clothes, he said with pain, "take all my spirit stones and pour them into the pool. After four or five hundred years of cultivation, add another pool of spirit stones. Even if the lotus is broken, it should grow well! Go

The little monk repeatedly promised to pour all the spirit stones collected by the host for more than ten years into the pool. Qingqing, the green pool water slowly become clear, more covered with a layer of misty white fog, the budding lotus set off the extraordinarily beautiful.

Then the monk took a long breath and secretly read the sentence "Amitabha.". Buddha is right. This deception can't be done.

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