Gu Erbai's Pastoral Life

Chapter 362 Unless there is no such person in the world (must read
The old monk picked up the rosary again, closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's name, "I have already said before, where there is life, there will be death, where there is separation, there will be peace, where there is joy, there will be sorrow, where there is good, there will be evil, and you will know if the needlepoint is facing the wheat. It is the bell spirit of heaven and earth, and the beauty of the six realms, but it cannot be perfect if it falls into the mundane world. Such dazzling will definitely cause some turbid things. "

Gu Erbai grabbed his sleeve, "Then how should I save it? I eat fast every day, recite Buddhist scriptures, recite scriptures, refrain from committing crimes, and accumulate good virtues, isn't it enough?"

"The catastrophe has been fixed, forgive my Buddha's powerlessness."

Gu Erbai sat there paralyzed, feeling powerless, like a doll whose soul had been sucked out, "After all, it's still useless."

"Donors don't have to give up. We are born as human beings. We must always maintain a lucky heart in disasters. We must always remember that everything is possible when the evil does not prevail."

"What do you mean?"

"Always pay attention to your dreams and the two spiritual objects on your body. Nothing in the world is inevitable. Maybe they can guide the benefactor."

"Pearls and tracking mirrors?"

The old monk nodded lightly, "The old monk has leaked all his secrets, I hope the benefactor will not let you down, and face it calmly, it will be very happy."

"I don't ask for anything else." Gu Erbai knelt there and shook his head, "Just tell me, I beg you to tell me, will something happen to Uncle Qing, even if he doesn't want me? It doesn't matter, I'll just ask..."

Gu Erbai held him tightly, his tongue was tied in a hurry, and he couldn't express clearly.

The old monk was kind-hearted and couldn't help crying, but just shook his head.

Gu Erbai looked at it, and immediately burst into laughter. She repeated over and over again, wiping her tears with her hand, "It's okay, as long as he's okay."

"Almighty benefactor, remember, when you walk out of this meditation room today, you have the right to pretend that everything has happened, and your destiny cannot be changed, otherwise..."

"I know, no, as long as he's okay, everything doesn't matter."

Gu Erbai got up, walking towards the outside of Jingxin Zhai with a face full of relief.

As long as Uncle Qing is fine, she really doesn't care.

"Is the field owner the only person that the benefactor cares about?"

When Gu Erbai reached the threshold.

Behind him, suddenly came the old monk's long and heavy reminder.

"Benefactor, think clearly about how to choose."

Gu Erbai was stunned suddenly.

She held on to the door frame with one hand, her legs were so weak that she almost knelt in front of the door.

The woman raised her head, watching the dark night enveloping like a huge curtain, covering it tightly in all directions, as if trying to suffocate people.

The old monk stretched out the beads, whispered Amitabha Buddha and walked out.

"My Buddha is merciful. My disciple revealed the secret of heaven today. I should kneel down in the temple for 81 days to wash away the mortal dust and dust. I hope the suffering master I help can go through the catastrophe smoothly and no longer suffer from the pain of torture."

When he passed by Gu Erbai, he was grabbed by Gu Erbai.

The woman took a long breath, and the night was like water, reflecting her decisive face.

"Is there really no other way?"

For a long time.

The old monk only whispered a word, and then he heard the words of Amitabha, and then he went out and disappeared without a trace.

Gu Erbai staggered out of the yard and walked down the rugged mountain road. The night was hazy, and his figure stumbled. When she climbed into the sedan chair, her complexion was as pale as water.

The acupoints of the guards in the Jingxinyuan were unlocked, and they searched the entire temple from left to right, but no eminent monk was found. Finally, they found that the lady was sleeping peacefully in the sedan chair at the foot of the mountain, and they were relieved.

Gu Erbai lay reclined on the carved camel's wool blanket laid out on the bench, cool tears flowed down one side, and spread like a disaster, covering half of his face with wetness. With one hand, he tightly grasped the hem of the clothes, and firmly pulled it towards him, wrapping every part of his body evenly.

I imagined that he was hugging her, so warm and powerful, I didn't have to think about anything.

She closed her eyes, pinching the sachet given by Kan Xingchen in her hand.

'My family teacher was once a disciple of the alchemy village, and he is familiar with the method of fate. A few days ago, I saw the portrait of the girl painted by Xingchen, and pinched his fingers to know that the girl's life is doomed, and she will not be able to hide. '

Close relatives turn against each other... Is it really Uncle Qing?
She never dared to think about what it would be to make her turn against him.

'Is the host the only one that the benefactor cares about? '

No, in the dream, she saw a very long and deep river, running from south to north, passing through ancient and modern times, in the middle of the most turbulent, there was a familiar figure struggling up and down, calling out urgently, "Help me!" , help me, Erbai, help me!"

It was the voice that had accompanied her since childhood, how could she let go of it.

But in the same way, in the cornfield, the man's eyes were red with hatred, and he went mad, his voice was unprecedentedly decisive, "Gu Erbai, I'll let you go! I'll let you go..."

'The red-lacquered gate opened at both ends, and iron pillars and stone piers stood up.Shining gold and silver hairpins, the vicious dog crawled into his bosom. '

'Uncle Qing, where is that? '

'treasury. '

'Is there a river down there? '

'Yes, Qingshihe. '

'Grandma, if possible, I would like to ask how I can stay with Uncle Qing forever. '

'Silly boy, grandma has already answered it. '

'You remember, don't touch the water, never touch the water. '

"The benefactor thinks clearly about how to make a choice."

Two completely opposite voices flooded into her mind at the same time, frantically forcing her to make a choice, like a wave of demonic barriers.

The art of killing the heart lies in the choice.

The easiest thing in this world is to choose, but the hardest thing is to choose.

Suddenly, the sachet tightly held in the woman's hand fell down and touched a jasper bottle at her waist, which contained a pill.

"A month ago, my teacher calculated that the owner of the field would be doomed this year. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. It happened to be a birthday banquet, and I sent Yingtan to help me. I saw the girl today. The medicine bottle shook, as if I had met the owner. If it was a girl Thinking that this calamity is related to you, I accepted this Soul Eater Pill. '

Soul Devouring Pill, devouring the deepest stubbornness and the fiercest emotion in this world.

It turned out that somewhere, it was already doomed, this was a coincidence, a tragedy.

She asked him, 'Is there really no other way? '

The eminent monk murmured, "Unless there is no such person in this world, the Great Compassion Mantra will be invalid."

Frost and dew condensed, the sky was getting late, and the carriage set off.

(End of this chapter)