??? Following the little monk, we did not walk through the main entrance, but went down the side, walked down the stone staircase about fifty or sixty steps, and then walked straight over, and saw a thatched hut independent in the mountains from afar.

There was a clear water flowing in front of the house, and a slight sound was made. The little monk took me to the house, made a way to invite me, and turned around and left.

There is a small yard in front of the thatched hut. At this time, an old monk in his sixties was holding water into the stream with his hands and watering the flowers and plants in the yard.

He did not look back at me, but was busy on his own. I stood quietly, thinking in my heart that why he had been early on me? And he calculated the time so accurately.

After watering for about half an hour, he finished watering all the flowers and plants, clapped his hands, and then slowly stood up.

I smiled at me, and that face was like the sun, making people feel relieved and relaxed.

"I got up today and felt that I had been visiting me for some reason. I didn't go to greet me in person and I hope I will forgive you!"

After he said that, he reached out to make a call. Seeing this, I walked up and sat on the stone bench.

"It's been many years since we parted last time. Today, I still have a spring breeze when I see my friend, and the old monk is in his sixties. I feel ashamed."

He sighed again.

"Master, have you recognized the wrong person? We have never met you before."

I wondered, searching through the memories in my mind, I couldn't find any records about him, so I concluded that we had never seen him.

The old monk smiled after hearing this, waved his hand and said, "It's the old monk who is abrupt. He just woke up shortly, but he forgot that his friend has been reincarnated!"

"What happened in the previous life?"

I was shocked. According to his words, he knew me in his previous life, and it felt like he had a very special thing, meeting someone who could spy on his previous life.

"You can understand it this way, nor can you understand it this way. You and I have all reincarnated, but I remember some things that I should remember, but you forgot them all."

He smiled and said, "I became even more confused when I heard it, and I could only look at him with a blank look on my face."

Seeing that I was puzzled, he shook his head and said with a meaning: "There must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain. When people arrive at the enlightenment, they will naturally be clear. You don't have to worry about these things."

"Well, what the master said is very true, but I have a question."

"My friend, please speak, and you will know everything!"

"Master's Dharma name?"

"Haha, I said what it is. It seems that you are still struggling with the affairs of your previous life. The old monk claims to be a miserable monk. Do you think of anything?"

He continued to smile and said, "I thought for a moment, and it seems that I am familiar with me, but I have no idea, so I have to shake my head and say, "It seems familiar, but I don't know."

"If you are confused in your heart, you will naturally not be able to see the truth clearly. You will know it when the time comes."

I nodded after hearing this, relaxed my mindset and past life, and drank Mengpo soup after crossing Naihe Bridge, which made me feel nothing about it, and thinking too much is useless.

After talking to him for so long, I forgot the purpose of my visit, so I hurriedly said: "Master, this time I am disturbing you, mainly..."

"Well... I know about my friend, so don't say much, you can go with me first."

The monk stood up straight and took the lead and walked over the cliff wall. I was full of doubts. I didn't know what he was selling in the gourd, so I had to follow him.

We walked through the thatched hut and came to the stream. Due to the height drop, the stream formed a small waterfall behind the thatched hut. The monk walked to the waterfall, poked out his old hand, and pressed it in the middle of the waterfall.

There was only a click, and the stone wall opened two sides, and there was a different world inside.

He took the lead and I followed closely behind. The first step was a stone road, hanging in the air, with darkness below, and no end was visible, and I didn't know how deep it was.

The stone road was covered with oil lamps, illuminating the road under your feet. After walking for about five or six minutes, the front became brighter. At the end of the stone road was a square space. There was a full of bookshelf parked in the second row, and the bookshelf was filled with books. There was a stone platform in the middle of the bookshelf, which should be used by the bitter monks to read.

There was an oil lamp on it, and the orange light was beating slightly, and I glanced at where I looked.

I saw a book that had been opened next to the oil lamp of the stone platform. It was simple and ancient text. I didn’t know what to record. I didn’t read it out of politeness.

The bitter monk took me to the stone platform and stood there. Then he reached out and closed the book, pulled a piece of paper from it and handed it to me and said, "I hope you don't mind the meeting gift!"

I took the paper from his hand and felt a smooth feeling when I bought it, not paper, but fabric.

I looked at the text on the oil lamp, and found that I didn't know any of them, so I had to sigh helplessly and accept the pages.

The monk also saw my helplessness, so he spoke: "That was the early Qin Dynasty text, which records something important to you. I can point you to four characters, and you need to slowly crack the others."

"I'm sorry for you"

I was overjoyed and quickly handed over the pages of the book. The monk took them and straightened them, then straightened them at the front two words.

"sea of ​​bitterness"

Then slide down, stop your fingers near the end, pointing to two different words: "Blood Greed!"

"Sea of ​​bitterness? Blood greed?"

I read them twice, remembered them in my heart, and thought for a long time before asking the monk: "Is the sea of ​​suffering in the book a place of evil ghosts and gods, and the end of the sea of ​​suffering?"

"Not to speak, no to speak!"

When the monk heard this, he shook his head and signaled that he would not say much, but I guessed eight or nine times in my heart and didn't ask him. I guess he could give me this thing because we had a good relationship in our previous life.

After giving that page of the book, the monk took something from the bookshelf and handed it to me and said, "You are the Tao of Yin and Yang in this world, this book is useful to you."

I quickly took it and wiped off the dust on it. I saw three big words written on it, "Hand-copy Sutra".

I opened the first article and now it was all written in handwritten fonts, and it was recorded about Yin-Yang Technique. I was overjoyed when I saw this and hurriedly continued to flip back. I saw that the whole article of the book was filled with many lost Yin-Yang Techniques and formations. This is a treasure for me now.

"Mr. Savior, this gift..."

"It's okay. If you really feel uneasy inside, you can just donate money in the merit box in front of the Buddha and don't have much thought. I remember you, a guy, is an absolute slave to keep you!"

The bitter monk smiled and said, "When I heard this, my face turned red, and I thought to myself, was I still poor in my previous life? Why was I a slave in my previous life? It really hurts my reputation."

"I've given a gift, and I've told you that I should go down the mountain to deal with the big trouble you caused. I noticed it last night. I just woke up and met the ghosts and gods. It's really a bad year."

He sighed, gestured to me, and took the lead in walking back. I glanced at the bookshelf a few times. If possible, I really wanted to move all the books inside, because everything inside must be good things.

We left the cave and then led by the miserable monk to the main hall. Where the morning rituals had already begun, believers and monks were in the main hall. We walked around the main hall and went straight to the Buddha statue.

What I never expected was that the guy, the Savior, was doing something for him, but I took me to the Buddha statue to donate money.

Looking at the donation box with the word "Big Buddha" written on it, my face was twitching. Under his deep eyes, I took out the last stack of remaining hundred-dollar bills from my bag in pain.

I pulled it out halfway, and finally took a look at it, and stuffed it in with a cruel heart.

"Haha... I'm still as good as I did in the past. This is not good, this is not good."

The bitter monk laughed loudly, and I looked at him with a resentful look on his face. If this guy hadn't given me good things, I would have to deal with him.

After we had breakfast on the mountain, we went down the mountain and learned from the bitter monk that in order to seal the remnant minds of ghosts and gods, we need to prepare some things, and then go to one to two o'clock in the time of the yang.

I thought to myself that it was so daytime that I could enter the Zhang family mansion, but he waved his hand and said: It's okay, I have a clever plan at that time, so we will collect things first!"

After saying that, I stopped talking. I followed him all the way down the mountain and then headed straight to the capital. As for whether he could seal the remnant thoughts of ghosts and gods, I was also very serious, and no one was sure to believe it!
Chapter completed!