Chapter 547

Master Wu smiled: "benefactor, I must have come here in the middle of the night to find out. Now the poor monk has completely told me the answer. It's up to you to believe it or not."

Gu Changyan clenched his teeth, and his hands hanging on his side were trembling slightly.

It's ridiculous.

But many times, the dream is too true, just like Zhuang Zhou Mengdie. Even he can't distinguish the true from the false. His reason and feeling tear Gu Changyan in half.

Gu Changyan is a smart man. Naturally, he knows what Master Wu means.

"Master, don't you know she's married!" how can you get involved with him when she's married?

Master liaowu seemed to know Gu Changyan's intention. He said, "if the benefactor is really like what he said, he won't come to ask the poor monk to find out. Besides, what can he do if the benefactor is forced? In the end, he can't escape fate."

Gu Changyan no longer spoke, but handed the burning black Rune paper to master Wu.

Master liaowu didn't expect that the rune paper would burn so badly. He reached out and took it, pinched his fingers and sighed.

"It's God's will that can't be broken. I'm afraid I can't do anything about it. I'm afraid I can't help benefactor in the future. I can only rely on benefactor himself."

Gu Changyan had no intention of asking for runes. He took them out to master Wu, just for a result.

"Thank you, master."

Master liaowu thought for a moment and said, "benefactor, remember not to be possessed by demons, otherwise you will only harm others and yourself, resulting in the destruction of life."

"Heart demons?" Gu Changyan smiled lightly and didn't care. "What heart demons can the son of this world have? Master, don't laugh."

"Benefactor, you are intelligent and have great fortune. You shouldn't die violently, so..."

"The death of the dead?" the Gu Long feast interrupted the words of understanding, and never asked him to continue. "How to die, I has the final say!"

After saying that, Master Wu saluted and turned away.

Looking at the back of Gu Changyan, master liaowu sighed and called his youngest disciple.

"Master." the little disciple is only ten years old now. He kowtowed to master Fang Fangzheng.

"Get up!" master liaowu looked at the little disciple and sighed, "farewell mirror, how long have you been with me?"

Resigning mirror replied, "if you return to master, it's only three years now."

Zijingsheng's white, delicate, beautiful face, lips and cherry powder. His eyes are clear and flexible, but calm. It seems to contain the great wisdom of Buddhism. His bearing will not be despised because he is young. On the contrary, people can't help paying tribute, especially the little vermilion mole in the eyebrow, the reincarnation of a living Bodhisattva.

Master liaowu rarely sighed: "I remember when your father sent you, you were still sick. Now at the end of three years, your body is better, but most of it has no impact. It's time to go back."

The mirror suddenly looked up and looked at the master's eyes containing wisdom and Dharma. He couldn't help but feel confused and helpless.

"Master..."

After three years of living in the temple, he accompanied the Buddha day by day, listened to the bowl, read the Scriptures, discussed the Buddha Dharma, and called for a farewell shot. He fell in love with this place. He liked the fresh and elegant life with the sound of Buddha in his ears, the sound of bowl and incense.

He knew he was leaving, but he didn't expect the day to come so soon.

"Go back!" master liaowu touched the ring scar on the top of the camera and smiled lovingly and inclusively, "You have great wisdom and deep roots in Buddhism. You and I are lucky to have three years of mentorship. As a teacher, I know your achievements are more than that. Although you are from the state of Chu, your destiny is a great good person for all sentient beings. Buddhism has no borders. As a teacher, I hope that in the future, in your eyes, the Buddha is all sentient beings and all sentient beings are Buddha. No matter men, women, children, old, weak, sick or disabled, there is no distinction No. "

When Jijing was just sent to Hongfa temple, master had already told him these words. Now when he mentioned them again, he knew that it was the entrustment of master before he left, so Zheng Keyuan promised: "master, don't worry, I have written down all the words."

"You were born with a golden seal. You have profound merit and are destined to be a Buddhist child. However..." master liaowu paused. "Although you returned to the state of Chu, you'd better keep the ring scar."

After all, how can mortals easily change what is destined to happen.

"Master." the farewell mirror tilted his head back and realized the Tao, "if I go, what about you?"

"Do you remember the catastrophe master mentioned to you earlier?"

"Yes," he said nervously, "is master's disaster coming?"

The enlightenment did not hide: "you should know the man who just came! There are also two people besides him. These three people have divined and approved their lives for them. Now that they have completed their mission, they should retire."

In fact, he was curious. I remember his master once calculated that there would be this disaster in his life. If it passed, everyone would be happy. If it failed

Wu smiled at the tearful eyes in the mirror and said, "don't be sad. Buddhism pays attention to reincarnation. Flowers bloom and fall are cause and effect. Although I've gone now, I'll come back in another way in the future. Leaving also shows that it's a good thing to be a teacher. You should be happy for me."

He sucked his nose.

This disciple is always steady and self-contained. It's rare for him to be like this. In the final analysis, he's just a child.

"You are a Buddhist family. Remember to give up the three words, no matter what, who and what, do you understand?"

"I understand."

When he looked at the mirror, he was still worried. He started a divination again. When he saw the divination, Wu tightened his eyes and bit his teeth.

After half a ring, he said in a hoarse voice, "the three people I just told you can make the mountains and rivers turbulent, lose their lives, or dominate the world, so that the people can live in peace, joy and prosperity. When necessary, just remember, don't start divination and approval for the three of them? Remember!"

Otherwise, like him, he will spy on the secret of heaven and eventually be eaten by the way of heaven.

"Remember, no matter what or who, you can't stop you from putting down the kindness of Buddhism, otherwise..." this world will become hell on earth.

Leaving the mirror, when the master wholeheartedly asked him to seek Buddha for goodness, popularize all sentient beings and carry forward the Buddha Dharma, he nodded obediently: "I wrote it down."

"It's getting late. Clean up and go! I won't send you away as a teacher."

I don't know why, Zijing always felt that this time, heaven and man would be separated forever. The sadness and reluctance in his heart became stronger and stronger. He clenched his teeth, but his tears still couldn't stop falling.

He kowtowed three times to Wu, then turned and left.

After leaving the mirror, liaowu took out a book written in advance from the desk, added a few words on it, and then wrote a few words again with rice paper. After drying, he sealed it carefully.

After finishing this step, his discomfort finally broke through the boundary, "poof -" spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the man fell heavily on the table.

Through the window, he saw the bright glow outside the window, just like a brocade. The corners of his lips aroused a gentle smile, and he slowly closed his eyes.

[author's digression]: there are new characters in this chapter. Little monk Cijing, do you like it?! Take a closer look at the little ones. Remember, there are a lot of lines in this chapter!