Did the great monk in the temple already know that he had escaped?
I couldn't help but get worried, so I asked her, could those monks still call the police and arrest me because of a floor tile? After all, if they tell the police about Celestial Immortal, they won't believe them.
Yang Daxian shook his head and said: "The Celestial Immortal you saved is not bad in nature, but decades ago, he injured several people and violated the immortal rules, so he was trapped in the Buddhist hall. You save him , I can’t say whether it’s right or wrong. But I always feel that within seven days, you may have a long trip, and there will be danger, so you try not to go out... just take care of yourself."
After she finished speaking, she was about to leave. I called out to her and once again raised the question that had troubled me for a long time.
"You said that after the death of Dema Immortal, it is true that he cannot re-enter reincarnation and become a new person?"
Yang Daxian glanced at me and asked, "Why are you struggling with this issue? Is it important to re-enter reincarnation and be a new person?"
I let out a long sigh and said to her: "Actually, I have never told anyone that since my parents passed away in a car accident a few years ago, I have always thought that if there is an afterlife, I want to experience the feeling of having a family again. But if I can’t re-enter reincarnation, I will always be a child without a father and a mother.”
This is a bit sad to say, but it is a secret deep in my heart and one of the reasons why I don't want to take action.
Yang Daxian smiled nonchalantly: "So what, will you be happy if you have a family? Will you definitely live a better life in the next life? Besides, being a human being is so tiring, I would rather cultivate immortality."
She said that and left.
Looking at her back, an idea suddenly flashed in my mind.
In an instant, I seemed to have caught that little bit of inspiration.
Zhang Wenwen pulled my arm at this moment, interrupting my thoughts.
"Why are you dazed?"
Only then did I come back to my senses, smiled at Zhang Wenwen, and said nothing.
At this time, I lost interest in shopping, so I went home alone, thinking about Yang Daxian's words countless times along the way.
What she said makes sense. If people are not living as they wish, they always place their hopes on the next life. Little do they know that the next life may be even worse.
Because our present life is actually what our previous life calls the afterlife.
Instead of being entangled and infatuated, it is better to work hard in the present and live a good life!
When I returned home, the knot that had been entangled in my heart for many years seemed to suddenly clear up.
When Uncle Ma saw me coming back, he asked me how my trip was and whether I had rescued the Celestial Immortal?
I told him that I had successfully rescued him, but I don’t know if it was a blessing or a curse, and the Celestial Immortal didn’t look for me along the way.
Uncle Ma laughed loudly and said that he had just got out of trouble and there must be a lot of things to do. Why are you in a hurry? He might come to see you tonight.
I have to say that Uncle Ma’s words are often accurate.
That night, I dreamed of a man in black, thin and tall, about two meters tall. He wore a crown with horns on his head, a slight beard under his chin, and a smile on his face.
The Celestial Immortal first thanked me for saving him, and told me that he had been suppressed in the Buddhist hall for decades, but that there were monks chanting sutras in the merit hall every day, which was also a benefit to him.
It was just that he couldn't escape, which made him very distressed. Now with my help, he is finally free.
I asked him where he came from, why he was pressed into the Buddhist hall, and whether he had hurt several lives as Yang Daxian said.
He didn't hide it, telling me that he did hurt people's lives back then, but it was for a reason, to save people.
He said that decades ago, when he was working as a Dharma protector in a church, a Dingxiang disciple at that time had a young and beautiful sister-in-law who had just married, but she was spotted by a scoundrel from the same village.
The little daughter-in-law is an upright person, and her husband is honest and responsible, but the scoundrel often harasses her, and several times he wants to do evil while the little daughter-in-law has no one at home.
Her man went to argue, but the scoundrel had some powerful family members and many brothers, so he was so arrogant that he actually beat the man.
The man had no way to reason, he was suffocating and angry, and was injured again. When he returned home, he vomited blood every day and became bedridden.
As a result, the scoundrel became even more impudent. One night, he quietly jumped over the wall and entered the courtyard, intending to harm his little daughter-in-law.
The little daughter-in-law had been on guard for a long time, and she had a fierce temper. After her husband's accident, she hid a thick wooden stick behind her door for self-defense.
At that time, the scoundrel climbed over the wall and pried off the door latch. As soon as he pushed the door open and entered the house, he was knocked to the ground by his wife with a stick over her head.
This stick was also a bit harsh. The scoundrel struggled on the ground for a few times and then stopped moving.
He actually died!
When a life was caused, the gangster's house mobilized an army. More than a dozen people came with sticks and machetes to arrest the young daughter-in-law and her husband and avenge the gangster's death.
At that time, the countryside was in chaos, and the villagers had little awareness of the law. When something was about to happen, a man from the gangster's family suddenly fell to the ground and twitched randomly, as if he had a convulsion.
Everyone didn't know what was going on, so they stepped forward to check. Unexpectedly, the man stood up with a knife in his hand. His eyes were red, and he seemed to be possessed by something, swinging the knife and slashing randomly.
And the people he killed were all his own people...
After a chaos, everyone in the gangster's family dispersed, leaving only five corpses and blood everywhere.
The deceased happened to be the scoundrel old man and his four brothers... of the five members of the family, none were left.
After the villagers called the police, the man also regained consciousness. Looking at the corpses on the ground, his face turned pale with fear and his whole body was covered in chaff.
He told the police that he had no idea what was happening at the time, as if something had taken control of his body and he was completely unconscious.
When he woke up, it was already like this...
Naturally, the police didn't believe this, so they took him away and sentenced him for murder.
From then on, no one dared to come to trouble the little daughter-in-law.
After Xian Xian finished telling this story, it became more and more familiar to me. In the end, I asked him in surprise, why did the little daughter-in-law in this story sound like she was my great-grandmother?
When I was a kid, my dad once told me that something like this happened in our family that caused a sensation in the countryside. It was almost exactly the same as what he told me.
He smiled and nodded to me: "This is your family's business. That little wife is your great-grandmother. The one who possesses and kills people is me, Chang Tianlong."
As soon as he said these words, I woke up from my dream.
Everything in the dream is vivid, like reality.
It turns out that the Celestial Immortal I rescued turned out to be the Immortal Family of my ancestors!
