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Chapter 340 The Death of the Buddha ([-])

I didn't call her "Tanyue" in Buddhism, nor was she called "Jun Shi" who sometimes forgets the distance in a hurry, but called her by name and surname.

He had called her that before.

In the first life, she took advantage of her friendship with him to steal Buddhist relics from the Buddhist temple. Later, she couldn't stand being pestered by him as if he was chanting sutras, so she made a bet with him.

If he loses, he will allow her a treasure from the Buddhist family. At that time, when he called her name with a serious face of disapproval, he lost the distance between the Buddhist family and the mortal world, and called her by name and surname with emotion. .

"……Remember."

She glanced at him and nodded.

Chenghong had entrusted the old abbot to the care of other disciples, and a dozen or so monks in Tsing Yi stood guarding around him in a blocking posture.

The Green Bull Ghost looked at Chenghong, the tourmaline's vast eyes were densely packed, and they were quickly arranged like a chess set. He didn't know what he saw in them, and he was startled.

Pausing for a moment, the green bull ghost corrected his expression, and ordered all the ghosts to make way for him.

Chenghong sat cross-legged on the spot, sitting on the floor.

The brilliance of Buddha-nature shines on his body, and a green lotus dyed with ink painting holds him up. He sings, the breeze, the bamboo, and the moon. , come slowly.

"The poor monk refused to allow you back then, but now, do you still want it?"

Gu Junshi seemed to be shocked by something for a moment, and his expression froze for a moment.

She paused for a moment, looked at him deeply, then seemed to have a puff of air stuck in her throat, she exhaled slowly: "Chenghong, I don't want it anymore."

"But, I lost."

He smiled at her, half sad and half happy: "If you lose, you should admit the bet."

Gu Junshi listened quietly, but his heart was overwhelmed.

The "lose" he said, she didn't think it was the bet at the beginning, but she knew what this "Buddhist treasure" must be.

He stared at the outline of her face, the lotus shadow gave hope, the person is not awake, the infatuation is crowned, the lotus dream hangs down and the green flower wakes up, a new flower dream.

He seldom smiled in the past, he was upright and majestic, with a restrained Zen mind, but just now, he has smiled at Gu Junshi three times in a row.

There is a bland gentleness.

There is a feeling of cool wind waking up the dream of the previous night.

Finally, when I meet the world of mortals, I wish the blessings of heaven to fulfill its wishes.

The golden light on his body was like a torch burning brighter and brighter. There was a sun in the sky and a sun in the clouds, which made people's eyes blurry, as if they could see two figures overlapped on Chenghong's body.

The demon god's head was also slightly turned away, and the double pupils reflected the immortal light of Buddha, as if he had been burned by it being too hot.

The answer that owes you, the poor monk will make it up to you in this life.

He chose to compromise with himself, and also chose to be honest and relieved.

He closed his eyes and solemnly recited the Heart Sutra silently. His heart was like a lotus blooming, and the flower bloomed to see the Buddha.

"Master Gu, I am willing."

When Master Gu Jun heard this sentence, she still hadn't recovered from her senses, but seeing his posture as if throwing himself into the fire and sacrificing his life for benevolence, she finally understood what he was going to do.

"Chenghong, you—"

Her pupils widened suddenly, she tore open the space and teleported to his side.

Just as she was about to stop him, when she stretched out her hand, she passed him by, because his body was already blurred and transparent.

She was stiff and frozen.

"You don't know that in the red place of the old land, you have already been rampant in my world. I compromise, surrender, and surrender, and I believe that you are higher than mine."

He smiled slightly and murmured softly in her ear.

She turned her head and met his eyes.

If the heart is like a Bodhi, it is quiet in the world.

That pair of Buddha-like eyes are pale but holy, but when looking at her, they reflect the various states of the world, pain, happiness, worry-free, nostalgia...

As the two looked at each other, she stretched out her hand in a daze, but the moment she touched him, he turned into a speck of light in her hand and disappeared with a touch.

In his memory, the young Fozi heard the woman opposite him molesting him seriously.

"As far as I know, there are three treasures of the Buddhist family, and the Moha Temple has two. If I guessed correctly, one is the Buddhist staff in the hands of the old abbot, and the other is the Buddha son who is the treasure of the temple. You If you lose, what are you going to do with me?"

"The poor monk did not agree to bet with you."

Buddha frowned.

However, the woman turned a deaf ear to it, and instead made a serious comparison: "Compared to the Buddhist staff that has been passed down from generation to generation, I prefer the fresh and lively Buddha. I don't know if you are willing to return to the vulgar and walk the world of mortals with me?"

"The ambition of the poor monk is not here."

"Then where are you aiming?"

"Master Gu."

"Ah, it turns out that Buddhist disciples can get angry too. I thought you were just like your clay and gold-painted Buddha statue."

The memory fades away, and everything returns to the present.

At the last moment of dissipating the world, he still couldn't help reaching out his hand, caressing her resolute and cold eyebrows with nostalgia and care.

"I am not a Buddha statue made of clay and gold paint, but a sea of ​​suffering that is greedy for the world of mortals and degenerates. I give up and fulfill myself, even if I am annihilated and turned into ashes..."

Yu Yin is still there, but Gu Junshi has completely lost Chenghong's trace in this world.

"Chenghong..."

He didn't even leave a trace of his soul behind, he was clean and unreserved... dedicated himself to her.

Gu Junshi was in a daze, and in the next moment, a huge golden pillar poured down from a height like this, and all the golden statues of gods and Buddhas, Brelosen, and the Sanskrit music, were all poured into her body.

In the golden light, Gu Junshi's whole body was like crossing a golden moor, his head was burning, his face was solemn and golden, his pupils instantly turned into two golden suns, and after a while, one of Fang Yu's eyes was dark and dark, sinister and cold.

At this time, basically everyone guessed what happened.

"Buddha—"

A group of monks in the Moha Temple watched Chenghong disappear into nothingness, and they all fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

"elder brother--"

Rulan was also going crazy. She cried and shouted, trying to run over, but was held tightly by others.

The others also looked sad and bewildered.

The golden light faded away, leaving only stars floating around, Gu Junshi turned around, and she felt the gurgling warm current flowing in her cold blood.

It belonged to Chenghong, and he dedicated his innate Buddha bone and all the most precious things to her.

The corners of her eyes are red, like a strange red fish swaying in the lake: "I, Mr. Gu Jun, never owe anyone, but you want me to owe you!"

He sacrificed himself, for her, and for them.

The air was filled with a suffocating smell, and the scene became pale in an instant, and then pitch black. Everything in the field of vision was silently moving, and the fuzzy golden light spots overlapped a scene of huge and steep shadows.

A clear howl penetrated the sky and the universe, belonging to Gu Junshi's avatar, who was in 28 days, and also felt the anger of the body.

In response to Zhou Chensha, hundreds of thousands of kalpas will be transformed into Jambudhas.

The Buddha dies, the Buddha is born, and the demon dies!

"I am a ghost, and I am also a Buddha."

(End of this chapter)