-
Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading
Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Fantasy -> Lily Story in a Parallel World Volume 8 Knowledge Rental The Twisted Town -5
Previous page Return to Catalog Next page
- Looking at the Lin people leaving, Xiao Lin smiled and shook his head.
She held an umbrella and walked slowly under the thin drizzle, and the street was hazy with mist.
The rain became lighter and the mist dispersed.
The day after the rain, the sunset shines red.
There are slightly more people on the street.
Rin strolled to the streamside of the town, which was a spacious square with various flowers planted around it. In the setting sun and the breeze after the rain, a few sweet scents were scattered. Various fitness props stood in the corner of the square. Some young people wiped off the water drops on them and started exercising. In the center of the square is a fountain. As the music plays, thirty-two water columns in the fountain stagger at high and low levels, depicting a beautiful scenery in the sky.
The children read poems loudly, and the adults laughed softly and praised their children to others.
There was a young man with long hair who gently picked up the violin, stood by the fountain, and slowly played an ode to joy.
In the corner of the square, an old couple in their eighties sat.
They looked at each other and sat quietly on the bench. The old man was arranging his wife's white hair that had been blown away by the wind.
They met and smiled, looking at the children and grandchildren playing not far away.
Seeing Xiao Lin coming over, the child hid behind her parents in fear, looking at her as if Xiao Lin had snatched away his beloved toy. Their parents also looked at her with disgust, as ifshe had polluted this land that belonged to them just by standing here.
Outsiders!
Those who invade heaven!
¡°Everything has its beginning and its end in the future.¡±
Rin walked away slowly, her smile finally stopped on her cheeks.
¡¡
"Mr. Zhao, that Master Xiao said that the commission can be completed tomorrow."
"Very good. After solving the problem, give her the remaining reward, and then let her leave. If this incident hadn't made the people in the town uneasy, I wouldn't have planned to call anyone. After all, our town is not Welcoming outsiders. Heavenly Master? He just collects money to do things."
"Yes, Mr. Zhao."
Mr. Zhao is the founder of Paradise, leading the residents of the town to the present. At that timeit was Mr. Zhao who stood up bravely. It was he who took off the Sword of Damocles hanging above their heads. The residents of the town respected him and called him Mr. Zhao.
The teacher is the teacher.
A teacher is someone who teaches, teaches, and resolves doubts.
Yes, preaching, teaching, and solving doubts!
¡¡
The third day, night
Xiao Lin came to the road again.
This was the last date she said, and some residents of the town also came to watch.
"Is this guy good?"
"It should be okay, after all, it was Mr. Zhao who asked for it."
"Yes, since Mr. Zhao can lead us to build a small town, he must be able to do anything! Since he said it can be done, then it must be done! I just don't know if she will find that thing" One person sighed after a few words. , said worriedly.
"Say less!" The person next to him interrupted immediately.
The man smiled apologetically.
The fog got thicker tonight. It was just seven o'clock, and the thick fog turned the road into a hazy place.
The visibility of people around you is extremely low, less than ten steps. The crowd gradually became commotion.
"Don't make any noise!" Mr. Zhao shouted, and everyone fell silent.
"Master Xiao Tian, ??you said you could solve it tonight. But now it doesn't look like it can solve any problem!"
"No rush, no hurry, it's not even ten o'clock yet." Rin took Xiao Yin and sat aside. She replied to Mr. Zhao's question and stopped talking.
¡°But when he heard ¡®ten o¡¯clock¡¯, Mr. Zhao seemed to hesitate for a moment, stretched out his hand, and then stepped back.
¡¡¡¡
The thick fog gradually isolated everyone. The crowd stood together but could not see each other.
Holding each other's hands, they felt a coldness welling up from the bottom of their hearts.
Driven by their hearts, they let go of each other's hands and tasted it alone.
There are always one or two things in people¡¯s hearts that require their own taste. Even if it is relatives, wives, children, we cannot share it, it is already a distance between our hearts.
"Rin, what happened to them?" There was still a thin layer of mist in Xiao Li's eyes, nothing unusual.
But the guys in the crowd seemed like they couldn't see each other, they stood still.
Some people were in tears, some had firm faces, and some were expressionless.
There were more than a hundred people in total, just standing there quietly.
"Sure enough" Rin shook her head and took Xiaoli's hand to a slightly lit ground in the center of the road.
¡°All the answers are below.¡±
¡¡¡¡
In the thick fog, all the scenery in front of Mr. Zhao disappeared and turned into a blank.
He stood there with a frown on his face. His psychological quality was extremely strong and he was not afraid at all.
but!
Gradually, scenes that should have been forgotten appeared around him.
¡ª¡ªYoung Mr. Zhao sat on the edge of the chair and said to someone next to him: "Those people in the temple are too much trouble!"
¡ª¡ªYoung Mr. Zhao sat at the desk and listened to the person in front of him saying: "We found someone. Just last night, all the old people in the Ksitigarbha Temple died, and there are nine left."
¡ª¡ªYoung Mr. Zhao sat at the desk and listened to the person in front of him saying: "There are four adults left in the Ksitigarbha Temple."
¡ª¡ªYoung Mr. Zhao sat at the desk and listened to the person in front of him saying: "There are three people left in Ksitigarbha Temple."
¡ª¡ªYoung Mr. Zhao sat at the desk and listened to the person in front of him saying: "There are only two people left in Ksitigarbha Temple."
¡ª¡ªYoung Mr. Zhao sat at the desk and listened to the person in front of him saying: "There is only one child left in Ksitigarbha Temple."
at last
¡ª¡ªSurrounding him, representatives of the entire town cheered and celebrated in a large auditorium.
Heaven, finally expelled God!
It truly belongs to people, it finally belongs to them!
Ignoring the surrounding town residents who were lost in the thick fog.
Li Li followed Lin and walked to the middle of the road.
???????????????????????????????????????????????
Under the road, a cluster of faint golden light emerged.
The figure of a little girl gradually became clearer. She was eleven or twelve years old. Her delicate and tender face was serene and calm. Under the pale golden light, a ray of light flowed through her originally black waist-length hair, flowing down from top to bottom. The black faded away, leaving only the transparent white gold color.
In addition to her head, her body is also somewhat illusory.
"Living on Sijiao Road is a ghost?"
Xiao Li looked at the little girl in front of him who was shining with a faint golden light and said doubtfully
Ghosts living in the four intersections: This kind of ghost likes to live in the darkness beside the traffic everywhere, and specializes in teasing people with evil hearts, making people get lost and have car accidents Although it is a bit similar, Xiaoli is very different at this time. Not sure, she looked at Xiao Lin doubtfully?
"Well, it was true before. But not now" Rin's answer was vague.
She slowly walked towards the confused little girl and said, "She must be very lonely."
¡°That¡¯s not the case, I¡¯m not lonely.¡± The little girl shook her head and slowly said, ¡°I¡¯m chanting sutras for them.¡±
"Why should you chant sutras for them? They killed you?"
"Reduce the sin karma for them, and reduce the sin karma for others."
"is this okay?"
When the little girl heard Rin¡¯s question, she lowered her head and thought about it, and then said firmly: "Very good."
"That's good."
Under the gaze of the little girl, Lin dug up the road with his right hand and took out a curled up pale golden corpse: "Since you want to recite sutras, let me help you find a better place. That's good." ?"
"That's useless." Looking at her dead body, the girl entered with a dark expression.
It¡¯s no use anymore Is it done?
"It's good to keep it as a souvenir."
"That's fine." Golden lights appeared on the little girl's body, bright but not dazzling. Her real body extends to her chest and collarbone. Seeing this ending, she must be very satisfied.
"Will you still recite sutras for them in the future?"
"No, not anymore."
"Why?"
"I'm not a very good person, let alone a Buddha." The girl raised a smile of her own accord and explained in an infinitely relaxed tone: "Thirty years to repay kindness, thirty years to cut off the human form, thirty years to I think enough of burying myself."
"Well, that's enough."
¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª
Xiao Lin buried the little girl¡¯s body at the ruins of the Ksitigarbha Temple.
Standing in front of the little bumpkin, she looked at the girl for a long time. At this time, the girl's clear body had extended from her head to her lower abdomen, and there were two dots of pink on her flat chest. Rin took off his coat and put it on for her.
She looked at the girl with some tenderness,He asked in a low voice: "Although I'm a little embarrassed, I can't help but be curious Can you let me see your life and your death?"
"Just life and death?" The little girl looked at her and asked seriously.
"Well, it's just life and death."
"It's absolutely fine." The little girl smiled and nodded, then closed her eyes.
She nodded her head: "Come and see."
Xiao Lin stretched out his index finger and gently tapped her warm forehead.
¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª
An ordinary summer
The girl followed the long-standing contract and sat quietly in the small temple.
She claimed to be a living practitioner of Ksitigarbha, but no one believed her.
But this is normal, she is not like that.
Her mother told her to tell outsiders like this, and she agreed.
Until the people around me gradually passed away, my faith was abandoned, and my original respect turned into a blank stare.
Although the little girl was sad, she was not desperate. She picked up the broom and began to clean the temple seriously. Because she always believed that people would come back here and pray to Ksitigarbha devoutly again.
The human soul must have a destination¡ªright?
Maybe not.
When the last mother died in front of her eyes, she knew that maybe she was wrong.
¡°Because she opposed the demolition of the temple and the decision of all residents, she lost her footing and fell five stories in a fit of emotion.¡± That¡¯s what those people said at the time.
The people present said this.
People who were not present also said the same thing.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? together.
¡°That¡¯s the truth, that¡¯s the way it is.
Standing in front of Jizo¡¯s statue, she looked at the town residents who were voting on her life or death.
She looked at the hysterical man quietly and smiled.
It¡¯s just an ordinary, ordinary faint smile.
But!
In the eyes of others, this smile is like a Buddha pinching a flower, and it also seems like a silent mockery.
The crowd gathered around noticed her smile and became even more crazy.
"It shouldn't be left like this. This temple should have been demolished long ago!"
"This is the dregs of culture. If we want to progress and develop, we must abandon it!"
"Yes, we are going to destroy the four olds!"
¡°Our town needs to build roads, and this place blocks the road and must be demolished!¡±
"This guy is really a nuisance and hinders the development of the town. We have tried to persuade him, explained to him, and scolded him It's no use. We have no choice but to kill him!"
"Yes, she must have killed the people in the Ksitigarbha Temple. Otherwise, how could the people in this temple die like this one after another."
"This is the devil, she is the devil, she is the devil hidden in heaven!!!"
"kill!"
"Kill, kill, killshe must be killed, she must be killed!"
"Kill kill kill"
¡°Kill kill kill kill kill!!¡±
Since she opposed the demolition of the Ksitigarbha Temple, maybe this is not the point all the residents of the town passed the decision to kill her. In the end, she stood on the hill, jumped off the low cliff, and together with the Ksitigarbha statue, were buried deep on the road leading to heaven.
After that.
People are dead, but their souls are not dead.
Live in the four intersections and chant the Heart Sutra often.
When the residents of the town mistakenly believe that there are evil spirits living on the road, do they know that the evil ghost they fear the most, the elusive evil ghost, the evil ghost that should not appear in heavenor is them themselves!
¡ª¡ªShe never went for revenge, she just quietly guarded Jizo's side.
Until someone appears next to her and gives her a choice.
?Choose people, or give up.
To bury oneself, or not to bury oneself?
¡¡¡¡
??Xiao Lin looked further into the distance, following the strand of fate that had not yet been cut off.
Thirty years ago, in that Ksitigarbha temple.
In the main hall, a wooden statue of Ksitigarbha sat quietly on the altar.
The eyes are compassionate, seeming to pity the sad world and all the sentient beings in the world.
Several elderly people sat in front of it, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name. This scene lasted for a long time, until the number of people visiting the Ksitigarbha Temple gradually decreased, and the Ksitigarbha Temple, which had existed for many years, began to decline.
People around an old man died one after another, including his son and wife.
One day, he stood in front of the Ksitigarbha and said: "Does the thirty-year agreement made countless years ago count?"
"Make a count." An old voice sounded in the empty hall.
"Take her away, and there will be no more faith or thirty-year agreement from now on."
"Oh, I see."
Rin had read it, peeled off the page, and grasped the deeper edge. She wanted to look at it again and look forward.
That was a thirty-year agreement made countless years ago.
Just when she was about to seize that ray of fate and look towards the long time, a deep cough sounded in the empty hall.
Fate, cut it off.
Standing in front of Lin, the golden light outside the girl's body is bright, like the round light of Buddha.
The golden light shone for one last time, and all the visions disappeared.
She buried herself.
¡¡¡¡
Stepping out of the mist, Lin held Xiaoli's hand and slowly returned to the hotel.
The two of them stood one step apart from each other and remained silent.
Two quarters of an hour later, they arrived in front of the old man.
"Found it?" The old man who had been sitting at the counter asked calmly, with a faint smile.
"Found her, I took her home." Rin also answered with a smile.
"Well, that's good." Hearing the answer he knew, the old man nodded while holding his glasses.
"Thirty years to be buried, thirty years of grace."
"Well, thirty years of life, thirty years of grace."
"Rin, what kind of riddle are you trying to make!!!"
"It's not a riddle, because it's never a puzzle. Xiaoli, go back and I'll teach you the soul burial method." Xiao Lin rubbed the head of the little girl next to him and whispered.
Everything in the small town is an extremely ancient method of life transition, the soul burial method. Through the form of burial, we repay the kindness and bury ourselves. Smooth out the cause and effect, cut off all the ties that entangle one's body, and transform a creature from the essence of life into another completely different and higher existence.
¡¡¡¡ - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
- Previous pageCatalogNext page