Living people! My silent heart instantly came alive, because what bothered me was not only to find the murderer and avenge the villagers of Zhangjiapu, but also to verify what the "Tao" in my heart is!
Since I started on the road of Feng Shui, my grandfather often reminded me to "do more good deeds and don't reveal the secrets of heaven". Later, I interfered with the cause and effect of the weasel, and although I was punished for my life, I never had any complaints. After all, there are rules in heaven. I made a mistake and should be punished. So since I stepped out of the house, until today, I have been chivalrous and righteous, accumulating good deeds, and never dared to do anything that hurts the world. The magic I used was to save people and turn away evil. I have never killed anyone for no reason, nor have I changed the fate of others. Even in the face of life and death, I still have no hesitation, for the sake of the sentence "good and evil will be rewarded, and cause and effect will cycle." '
But now, the mass graves in Zhang's shop have made my Dao heart unstable, and I have developed a demon in my heart. If the murderer is not punished by the power of heaven, then my 'Dao' will be completely broken. The crisp sound of breaking yesterday was both the Dao clothes and the Dao heart.
When I arrived at the low earthen house, I saw that there was indeed a person in the yard. His hair was long and messy. He was still wearing a cotton jacket and cotton pants for winter. He sat on the ground, staring into the distance with a dull look, drooling at the corners of his mouth, as if he was mumbling something to himself.
"Sun Degui!" I ran over excitedly.
This person was the earth immortal who took over the Hu Hall in Zhang's shop. After catching the golden toad, I remember very clearly that he led a few white foxes to snatch the golden toad, and then tore the golden toad to pieces in front of me and my second brother. Moreover, Sun Degui had been in the immortal hall for such a long time, so naturally he could not be regarded as an ordinary citizen.
"What happened? Why did the whole village die? Who did it?" I pushed him.
Sun Degui had no expression on his face, staring at the distance stupidly, while Gao Hu came over, opened Sun Degui's eyelids, observed for a while, and said: "The pupils are dilated, and the person must have gone crazy."
Crazy? Sun Degui is the only person in the village who has not been affected by the toad toxin. From this, it can be seen that this person's mind and knowledge are extraordinary, but how can a good person go crazy?
I am unwilling to let the clues break like this. If he is crazy, where are the bodies of the whole village buried? I rubbed my face depressedly. At this time, the sun at noon is very strong. Looking with wisdom eyes, the whole village seems to be covered with a layer of light white frost, which means that the grievances are still there, and the dead souls are restless. The people in Zhang's shop died unjustly!
Listening carefully, he seemed to be repeating a ballad, which roughly goes like this: "In the first month of the year, the bride is married, the young girl is looking forward to the groom, who knows that Lang is a heartless man, Lang is a wolf, the wolf is Lang, eating sheep with a big mouth..."
His ballad made me anxious, and I urged him to ask: "Old Sun, please speak louder, I can't hear clearly, what happened after I left, do you remember? Who killed you, is there anyone alive?"
But Sun Degui suddenly turned his head and looked at My dilated pupils seemed to have encountered the most horrifying thing in my life. I kept screaming and dodging backwards, saying in a panic: "Don't kill me, spare my life, I don't want to die, please, I really don't want to die!"
"It's me, Zhang Dabao, the Taoist priest." I went forward to grab Sun Degui, but he seemed to be crazy, took a few steps back, got up, and ran towards the gate: "Help, someone save me."
"Brother Hu, help me catch him." I said hurriedly.
In the blink of an eye, Sun Degui ran to the gate. Gao Hu turned around and chased him, but when he ran out of the door, I heard a Buddhist chant: "Amitabha."
"Monk? Do you know who killed the villagers?" My Gao Hu's voice came out.
I ran over and saw a tall one-armed monk standing in front of me. The monk's eyes were tied with black ribbons. He looked resolute and handsome, and his tall physique was comparable to Gao Hu.
I blurted out, "Yicheng!"
The big monk in front of me was Master Yicheng from Shisheng Temple. When I left Shenyang, I saw him going out to practice with Master Miaoyin. I remember that when he saved Jiang Shiyu, Yicheng invited the Dharma image of the Mingwang, dispersed his consciousness, and became a completely crazy monk. But now, he is wearing a dark red lama robe, and his demeanor is much calmer than before. Although he is blindfolded, he is no different from an ordinary person.
"Donor Zhang." Yicheng bowed to me.
"Why are you here? Where is Master Miaoyin?" I asked.
Gao Hu pointed at me and Yicheng, and I told him that we were from the same hometown. While sighing that it was too coincidental, he pointed at the pickaxe and shovel beside Yicheng and asked, "Master, what are you doing with these things?"
"Burying someone." He said.
Although I was curious about why he appeared here, compared with the murderer who killed Zhang's shop, these were not important, so I asked him, what happened here?
Yicheng said that he had been here for half a month. When he first entered the village, there were dead people everywhere, so he found a shovel and a pickaxe and started to cremate and bury the bodies. Yicheng said that he cremated each body into a pile of bones and buried them. The forest we went to was already full of corpses, and Yicheng just found another place to bury them.
"Today I have buried all 397 people in the village." Yicheng said.
397 people! I really didn't expect so many people to die. According to my estimate, there should be about 140 to 150 people in the village. Suddenly, I thought of one thing, that is, in order to sacrifice to the golden toad, every household in the Zhang family shop had many children, and many black households were unknown to outsiders.
Suppressing the anger in my chest, I took a long breath and asked Yicheng, who did all this?
He shook his head and said, "I don't know. There is only one madman in the village. I asked him, but he couldn't tell me. I can't do anything."
Looking at Sun Degui again, he hid behind Yicheng as if he was frightened, as if only I, Yicheng, could make him feel safe.
Yicheng was blindfolded all the time. I was a little surprised how he saw the corpse and the burial, so I asked, "What's wrong with your eyes?"
"The Buddha said that color is emptiness, everything in the world is nothingness, eyes confuse the mind, and cling to appearances, so I blindfolded my eyes and let the Buddha's heart guide the way. What I see and hear, the Buddha will tell me what everything in front of me is." Yicheng said in a calm voice. In the past, I felt that Yicheng was flesh and blood, even though he had a crush on Shiyu, he was a living person. But after more than half a year, when I looked at Yicheng again, I could not feel his emotional fluctuations. Monks practice cultivation, shave off the three thousand troubles, in order to isolate the cause and effect of the world, worship Buddha all their lives, have no father, mother, wife or children, and Hinayana Buddhism has five precepts, eight precepts, 250 precepts, etc.; Mahayana Buddhism has three pure precepts, ten major and forty-eight minor precepts and other clear rules and regulations.
We are not talking nonsense about this point. Regardless of immortals and Buddhas, the cause and effect of the world are all obstacles to the realization of the Tao. But why is there a road to the West Paradise on the Yellow Springs Road, but no road to immortality? If you are careful, you can feel from movies, TV shows and books that the masters from ancient times to the present, after becoming monks, are to jump out of the three outsides. The precepts they practice and observe throughout their lives are nothing more than cutting off their own cause and effect, as well as the seven emotions and six desires.
In this way, the monks will not be bound by the mortal world, and when they die, they can naturally follow the guide to the Western Paradise. However, there is one thing, there is no way to reincarnation in the Western Paradise. If you love something in your heart, you can neither become a Buddha nor become a Buddha if you are attached to something. This is just like what Yicheng said at the beginning: "If you are attached to the mortal world, you will not become a Buddha." So, as long as you are alive, you will experience love, hate, and hatred in this life. If you really want to let go of them, I think most people can't do it. Let's continue talking about the Zhang family shop. As for why there is no way to become an immortal, you will know later. Yicheng's performance is a performance of a high monk, and it also represents his way of practice. A simple analogy is that if he covers his eyes, he is a Buddha, and if he opens his eyes, he is a human! As for how he got better, I didn't ask. After listening to him, I thought for a while and said, "I want to search his soul to see what happened that day!"
But before I could finish my words, Yicheng suddenly sped past me without a word. I felt that Yicheng's skin was gold-plated under the scorching sun. He reached the distance of about 30 meters in the blink of an eye. This method is simply shrinking the earth into an inch, and it is definitely not something that ordinary practitioners can use.
He approached Hu Xiangu at a speed as fast as thunder, and his big hand was like an iron clamp, tightly pinching Hu Xiangu's neck. From his departure to the capture of people, he did it in one go without any pause.
I turned around and watched his actions. I was so scared that I screamed and couldn't help cursing: "Fuck you, Yicheng, stop it!" I shouted to Gao Hu: "Brother Hu, come on, beat him for me."
Although Hu Xiangu didn't talk much, she repeatedly said shocking things, which made Gao Hu look at her differently. Besides, we were in the same group. Gao Hu was a knight, so his personality was similar to mine. We both helped our relatives and not the outsiders.
We chased at the same time. Gao Hu almost chased Yicheng without touching the ground. He flew over and kicked him: "Bald donkey, let him go!"
Yicheng slightly turned sideways, pinched Hu Xiangu's neck and turned around. Seeing that Hu Xiangu's face turned purple, if it dragged on for too long, her life would be in danger!
I wanted to slap myself a few times. Yicheng hated evil. In his eyes, demons were evil and should die. Hu Xiangu was called a fairy because she had never harmed anyone. In fact, she was still a demon.
Gao Hu returned his fist and Yicheng dodged again. I couldn't even understand how a blindfolded person could predict the danger in advance.
Gao Hu used tiger-shaped boxing to block Yicheng's surroundings. The sky-high waves even burned the air, and his muscles and bones were thundering, like a tiger's low roar. This time, Gao Hu grabbed Yicheng's clothes and pulled hard. His left tiger claw rushed to his temple.
Since Yicheng had only one hand and there was no way to avoid it, he had to let go of Hu Xiangu and stop him.