"choke--!"
With bursts of piercing sounds, he went straight to the front door of the Ghost Mother.
The ghost mother turned sideways to avoid the sharp edge, and at the same time threw her red silk ribbon at Long Quan who was stabbing her in the air to fight against it.
"Zira——!"
The red silk was instantly shattered by the golden light from the sword energy, and fell leisurely like snow all over the sky.
Before he could dodge again, Longquan had already reached the front door.
"call--"
The ghost mother gathered her true energy, placed her hands on both ends of the sword's tip, and fought with the golden righteousness on the sword.
In less than half a stick of incense, the ghost mother was already sweating profusely on her forehead.
"Wow——"
After all, the ghost mother couldn't resist it and turned sideways to avoid its power.
But she didn't expect that the sword was so powerful that it actually opened a gash on her shoulder. Due to inertia, the sword penetrated straight into the tree behind the ghost mother.
"Amitabha!" Huiyuan stopped everything, looked at the ghost mother in front of him, and advised her: "My Buddha is compassionate! The poor monk does not want to go on a killing spree today! It is not too late for the donor to turn back now! If you are still stubborn, , you will surely suffer the consequences!"
The ghost mother covered the wound with one hand, smiled, and said: "Stinky monk! Don't fool me with your Buddhist sayings! I won't be fooled by you! I also know that you are extraordinary! But there is one thing , I want to tell you! You’d better leave their affairs alone!”
"Amitabha! The two benefactors care about all the people in the world and save the people from fire and water! They are rare people in the world! Today, they meet the poor monk, and they are destined to the Buddha. How can the poor monk sit idly by and do nothing! On the contrary, the benefactor is too obsessed with it. , If you don’t get rid of it as soon as possible and get out of the sea of suffering, you will definitely suffer the consequences and you will regret it then!”
"Stinky monk! How dare you curse me!" As soon as Huiyuan's words came out, the ghost mother suddenly felt angry.
"The poor monk is not cursing the donor. What the poor monk just said is true. It's just that the donor was too obsessed with it and didn't notice it for a moment!"
Hearing this, the ghost mother was a little curious and couldn't help but ask: "In that case! Then dare I ask Master, what is the obsession in my heart?"
"Greed!" Hui Yuan said directly.
"Greedy?" The ghost mother was a little disbelieving, smiled, and said, "I just take what I get, and everything follows my heart. How can I be greedy? What is greed?"
"That's wrong! What the donor follows is not his original intention, but greed!" Huiyuan looked at the night sky, then smiled knowingly, and continued: "The original intention! What you seek without desire. Those who seek, They follow the origin of all things, the way of the world! But the donor destroys the way and wants to live, devouring lives without caring! Therefore, he will be harmed by greed!"
"Haha——! What a monk with kind thoughts and lotus flowers in his mouth! Why didn't I see the secret of this? Could it be that the master can see through the heart and understand the future?" The ghost mother sneered and looked towards The two unconscious people glanced at the Longquan Sword behind them again and approached it.
"Amitabha! Good! Good! The benefactor was greedy and wanted to destroy him! He was so stubborn that he had no choice but to go on a killing spree!" Huiyuan saw that he still felt regretful, and he began to close his eyes and recite the Buddha's words again.
"choke--!"
The Longquan Sword broke away from the trees again, and shot straight towards the Ghost Mother in a sharp turn.
"Whoosh——"
Like a golden light, passing through the waist.
The ghost mother turned over to avoid, but was injured by the Longquan Sword.
She touched her waist with one hand and felt the coolness seeping into her bones. Along with a hint of pain, my hands became increasingly wet and melting.
It's blood, it's blood. It seems to be worse than the wound on the shoulder.
"You stinky monk! How dare you cheat on me! Let's wait and see!" Looking at the blood on his hands, he felt a little reluctant, but there was nothing he could do. The ghost mother could only reluctantly leave.
The night was eerily quiet.
At this time, a figure staggered through a forest.
"Stinky monk! If I hadn't run so fast! I would have killed you long ago——!" Before he could finish his words, he felt something strange happen to his body.
"My - my hand!" The ghost mother looked at her hand and saw that it was slowly becoming dry and wrinkled at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then he touched his face again, only to feel that his face was wrinkled and withered. At the same time, her black hair also turned gray, until the entire top of her head was covered with white frost, and everything seemed to end.
At this time, she had no strength left. In a daze, she saw in the distance a man with a curtain hat and an antique piano on his shoulder, walking towards her. Before he could see his face clearly, he fell asleep.
"Why are you doing this!" The woman looked at the ghost mother who had passed out, sighed, and said unbearably.
"Amitabha!" At this moment, a man came out from behind the tree. This person is Hui Yuan.
"I didn't expect that the master's speed is quite fast!" Although the woman acted calmly, she was already panicking and didn't know what to do. Because she knew that the master in front of her was anything but simple. With her silent steps just now, even she, who had been in the world for many years, didn't notice it. It can be seen how strong his skill is. Based on her strength, she may not be a match for the master in front of her. What's more, there is a real example in front of us - the ghost mother.
"Does Master come here this time to drive us all away?" The woman looked at Hui Yuan in front of her calmly, looking very calm.
"The poor monk came here not to kill," Huiyuan said.
"Then why?" The woman seemed to have thought of something and said, "Could it be for me?"
"Exactly!" Huiyuan came forward, looked at the sleeping ghost mother, and said: "This female benefactor is already dying. Our Buddha is merciful, and the poor monk did not kill her. Let's talk about this The difference with the female benefactor is that the benefactor has a kind heart and a trace of conscience. If you listen to the poor monk’s words, you will definitely be able to turn disaster into good luck and turn danger into safety in the future!"
He looked at the sleeping ghost mother in front of him, and then at Hui Yuan in front of him. After some hesitation, he bowed to her and said, "Master, please enlighten me!"
"The name of the poor monk, Wisdom of Fate, is intended to redeem those who are destined. Does the donor know that there is one thing in this world that is the most rare?"
"I don't know!"
"The most rare thing in the world is the human heart. The so-called human heart refers to a person with a pure and simple heart and a good will. There are all kinds of life, but there are only a few people who can reach this state! Does the donor know why?"
"I have never understood Buddhism very thoroughly. I only know that this world is impermanent and unpredictable, and it is beyond the reach of ordinary people like us!"
"The world is impermanent and unpredictable!" Seeing this, Huiyuan smiled knowingly and explained to him: "The donor knows that its laws are unpredictable, but does he know that this law must also follow the foundation of all things?"
"Master means-" The woman seemed to understand something, but she didn't know how to express it.
"The changes of all things follow their own laws, and after the laws, they follow the origin of all things. The origin is where the heart is and what things think about. If you are separated from your heart and sit with your vest on, you will suffer the consequences!"
"The master's intention is that people's hearts are good and they need to follow their true intentions!"
"The donor already understands, so the poor monk will not explain any more! Things in the world are impermanent, and it is up to the donor to make his own decisions in the future! The poor monk takes his leave!" That ordinary walk was as fast and unpredictable as lightning.
Before the woman could react, Huiyuan disappeared into the woods.
"Why are you here?" The ghost mother opened her eyes in a daze and looked at the woman in front of her who was playing the piano with her head lowered.
The woman was still playing the piano in a low voice, turning a blind eye to the ghost mother in front of her.
"I'm asking you a question! Answer me!" the ghost mother roared.
"Sister, aren't you curious at all about how you woke up?" Seeing this, the woman just chuckled in a low voice.
As soon as the woman said this, the ghost mother realized what she was doing, looked at herself, and touched her face carefully, and it was back to normal. Somewhere in the air, she felt a fishy smell again, but it had a strange smell. She pursed her lips and realized that it was the blood she drank.
"What kind of blood did you give me to drink?" The ghost mother looked at the woman in front of her, with nowhere to vent the anger in her heart.
"Sister, don't blame me! It's just a sheep." When the sound of the piano stopped, the woman stood up and said to the ghost mother: "Sister, I know that my sister likes to eat human blood. But there is no one in this barren mountain! I have no choice but to come from here. The jackal snatched an antelope from its mouth. Fortunately, the antelope hadn't been eaten by the jackal yet, so there was quite a lot of blood. My sister had no choice but to treat it as human blood for her to enjoy!"
"Oh! I almost forgot! It's a pity to throw away the antelope! I saw that my sister was haggard and withered, so I made the antelope soup for my sister to enjoy. Does she still like it?" After saying that, the woman asked A bowl of fresh meat soup was brought to the ghost mother.
"Violet!" After saying this, the ghost mother almost died of anger. Call him by name directly. But after thinking about it, he lowered the heat, smiled, and said to Violet: "Sister, I know that my sister is doing it for my own good! But my sister's actions are really out of consideration."
"Uh! Tell me!" Violet put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands and looked at the ghost mother in front of her.
"Sister, I like to devour human blood. That is due to the "Bloodthirsty Magic Skill". Unfortunately, sister, all I have practiced is the lower volume. If the upper volume had helped me, sister, why would I need to be like this today! It's just that There is one thing that my sister doesn’t know.”
"Sister, please speak!" Violet came forward and asked.
"The blood-thirsty magic technique requires human blood to be eaten. If it is anything else, it may be counterproductive! Oh—!" Before she could finish her words, the ghost mother suddenly lost control and imitated the wild mountain antelope and began to cry.
"Oh——!" Violet watched the ghost mother in front of her let out such a weird and funny roar, and in panic she knocked over the bowl of mutton bone soup that she had just brought to the ghost mother.
Looking at the mutton bones and minced meat on the ground, the ghost mother screamed even more loudly than before.
"Sister, sister, I really didn't mean it!"
Seeing the innocent expression on Violet's face, the ghost mother pressed her throat, but she couldn't stop the goat-like cry. There is nowhere to vent the anger in my heart.
The ghost mother was injured by Hui Yuan first, but now she has recovered and imitates the goat's cry. Of all these things, I'm afraid only Violet's heart is brightest. Because only she knows best what happened to the ghost mother these days.
What happened at this time was actually Violet's pure revenge. And this revenge comes from that beautiful era that should have belonged to them. But because of a sudden change, today's situation was caused.
"Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again!" Violet walked to the window, let out a long sigh, looked at the ghost mother, and said in her heart: "Sister, I didn't expect that you would be like this!"
[Question: 1. Why did Hui Yuan let the ghost mother go and persuade Zi Luo Lan? Will Zi Luo Lan really change her mind and become a normal person again?
2. The ghost mother is thirsty for human blood, but Violet takes the stump from the hungry wolf's mouth and makes it drink the blood. Is this intentional or unintentional? 】
