Forty-nine days later.

Chengye, who was practicing, slowly opened his eyes. After these forty-nine days of washing, his eyes gradually returned to the clear and deep black.

"Thank you, Master Daodi for saving his life." Chengye stood up and bowed deeply.

"This is the blessing of the donor, so you don't have to be polite."

"Master, I have always had some questions in my heart. I wonder if the master can give me some advice."

"I dare not take the advice. Donor Linghu, please say, I can discuss with you."

"The Buddha said: Will people get good rewards for doing good deeds, and will they get bad consequences for doing evil deeds? But why, at present, how many good people in this world suffer from disasters, and how many people who do evil can live for a long time, or even use their ill-gotten wealth to buy their lives?"

"Linghu donor, in the world, good things are fickle and evils are rewarded. This is an eternal and permanent law. Even if a person has infinite life, if he is trapped in the mortal world and cannot be liberated, the longer he will be more painful. Many times, when a person lives, it is good for good people, but for evil people, it is a punishment for evil people. On the contrary, the dead will not determine the good or bad people because of the length of his life."

Chengye felt thoughtful when he heard this, frowned, as if he had not fully understood it, and continued to ask: "The length of this person's life span is determined by heaven, how can he control it?"

"Heavenly determined? This is just a part of people's thought. I think the length of a person's life is mainly determined by this person himself."

"Oh? Please give me some advice."

"In fact, this is not difficult. People often experience setbacks and experiences in their lifetime. When facing so-called good or bad things, the conclusions presented will be different because of different views on things." Daodi continued to listen carefully: "For example, death, if a person is tied to a tree all day long, whipped by a whip, friends, relatives, and neighbors despise him and stay away from him, wanting to kill him, but he is tied up and cannot escape from this place. If he feels very painful, cannot change his mind and enjoys all this, over time, this person will definitely have the idea of ​​suicide. At this time, death is liberation for him, and too long life is undoubtedly a torture."

"If it were another person, he would be worshipped by thousands of people all day long. He could realize whatever he wanted. If he knew satisfaction and enjoyment, he would definitely be willing to live for a longer time. Death was simply bad news for him, and life would never be too much for him."

"When you often take something too seriously and care too much about gains and losses, you often don't get what you want. On the contrary, if you take things lightly, you don't really care. Sometimes, you will unintentionally plant willows and willows to form a shade."

"I seem to understand something."

"Ling Zun is a person who can see things. He is kind and generous and optimistic. I guess that if Ling Zun faces death, he will definitely accept it calmly. He will not sigh for the near future and will pity himself."

"Thank you for your advice and benefit from the work."

"Amitabha, the donor has great wisdom and is very destined to be with my Buddha. I wonder if the donor has any idea to take refuge in my Buddha and devote himself to practicing?"

"Thank you for your love, Master. There are still many things to do in Chengye. A heart cannot be completely calmed down, and I am afraid I can't obey my fate."

"Don't worry too much about the donor Linghu. I saw that the demonic energy in your body has been well suppressed for the past 49 days, but it has not been eradicated. If I could sit here for another 490 days, I think the inner demon might be completely eliminated."

"The inner demon is born from the heart. As long as I protect my heart meridians, the remaining inner demons cannot do anything to me. Besides..." As he said that, Chengye took out a gold disc and spread it in front of Daodi.

Daodie looked closely and said, "Amitabha, such a heavy demonic energy can destroy such magical instruments. It's really..." Daodie did not say anything further, and closed his hands and said, "Since that's the case, I will no longer persuade you. The forty-nine days have arrived. Donor Linghu, you are free."

"Thank you, Master."

Chengye walked out of the Zen room and found that it was already white outside. Winter in the north came so quickly?

It's already a flash of new year. Forty-nine days, it's not long, it's not short...

Chengye breathed the particularly fresh air and walked out of the Zen temple, but saw two heavily dressed people standing outside the door rubbing their hands and hiding their feet.

The two of them heard the "creaking" sound of snow, and knew that someone was coming, so they turned around and looked at the gate of the Zen Temple.

Several people looked at each other, and Chengye suddenly smiled. These two people were no one else, but their two good brothers - Dong Shuyu and Xiwang.

"Why are you here?" Chengye asked with a smile. Seeing good friends as soon as he came out made Chengye feel more comfortable.

Xiwang said seriously: "We saw your family's affairs on the news and rushed over overnight. As a result, your nephew told us that you came here and we came here to find you. People told me that you have to be in seclusion for forty-nine days. We both waited here until now. As long as we counted the days, you came out today. So we came here to try our luck. I didn't expect that this luck would be really good, haha." The words were originally quite serious, but the more I said in Xiwang, the more he said, the more he became, the more he was, the more he said, he turned into his hippie smile.

After Xiwang finished speaking, Dong Shuyu came to Chengye, hugged him hard, and said in a deep voice: "We feel that at this time, we must be with you, so we have been waiting for you here. Brother, I am very happy to see you."

"Thank you--" Chengye smiled with relief, "Another me, have you buried?"

"I was buried next to your two brothers. Everyone in your dormitory has gone, and there are a few teachers. Although you haven't had a few days of classes in school, many of them are paying attention to you. This time I know the news of your death, I rushed over."

"That's right, it's quite a grand person. Dong Shuyu personally read the eulogy for you. This kid is an acting guy. As he was reading, he squeezed a few drops of cat pee, which almost made me cry." Xiwang teased.

"Go to you, I'm not acting. I'm showing my true feelings."

"Okay, it's really hard for you. Let's go, I'll invite you to have a drink!"

"Okay, we won't get drunk today. Your Northeast is too cold. I have frostbite at my feet." Xiwang complained.

"What shoes are you wearing?"

"When he first came, he wore leather shoes and thought he was here to travel, but he stayed there for more than a month. We both came to the door to wait for you. Because of your special care, the Facheng Temple has been closed for 49 days."

"Is that so? I really don't know about this. I must thank him well in the future."

"What, thank you both of us first, what should we treat us?"

"Famous Northeast dish, pork stewed vermicelli--"

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