The Last Train to Hell

I wanted to step back, but suddenly I couldn't move.

Lin Hualong turned his head, and the normal facial features on his face suddenly twisted.

The eyeballs in the eye sockets turned into red round beads.

The teeth in the mouth turned blue-black, and there was a lot of mud on them.

I watched it turn into this ghostly appearance.

I felt more and more unsure in my heart, and I felt terrified.

I wanted to run but couldn't move, so I just stood here stiffly.

I didn't know what I was thinking, and I closed my eyes tightly.

Suddenly, a force came from not far away, and I was pushed far away.

Then I woke up and found that my head hit the ground, and there were bursts of pain from the back of my head from time to time.

And Duanmei was standing in front of me, looking at me with a cold face.

"I think you are in a bad condition. There is a temple in Hejian City, which is very popular. The abbot is said to be a hermit. If you don't mind, you can go with me."

Of course I don't mind. Besides, I said I would go with him, but in fact, he should go with me.

The temple is very popular, and it is a place where Buddha protects me. It should protect me, right?

I think they have put something strange on me.

As long as I fall asleep, I am likely to be controlled by someone.

When I saw Lin Hualong in my dream just now, I once again forgot some of the things I experienced.

If it weren't for my instinctive distrust of Lin Hualong, I'm afraid I would have been taken advantage of by him by now.

I looked at the watch. It was nine o'clock in the morning. I took a shower and changed my clothes.

I followed Duan Mei out of the door.

Men pack up quickly. Basically, we can go out in half an hour.

Duan Mei was willing to spend money and took a taxi directly to the temple.

Seeing him spend more than 60 yuan on a taxi, I felt pained.

He could have taken the bus. If he took the bus, he could have taken a second bus and it would have cost two people 4 yuan to get there.

It wouldn't have been much slower, but he took a taxi directly, which was a difference of more than ten times.

Thinking about the fact that Duanmei had no family, he didn't have to save all the money he earned.

I didn't care as long as he was happy.

When I arrived at the temple gate, I found that there were not many people coming and going in the temple.

I looked at my phone and saw that today was a working day.

Only a few people could come here to burn incense and worship Buddha.

In today's society, everyone is busy working, so how can they have time to come out to pray to God and worship Buddha?

If you have time to pray to God and worship Buddha, you might as well ask yourself to work harder.

If you work harder, anything can become a reality.

Even if you pray to God and worship Buddha, God and Buddha may not pay attention to you.

I followed Duanmei into the temple and bought a few lamps and a few sticks of incense at the door.

It was obviously not the first time that Duanmei came here. There were at least five or six monks who greeted him along the way.

I followed him and went directly to the main hall. When I saw the golden Buddha statue that was five or six meters high,

my anxiety suddenly disappeared a lot, and I became calm.

I imitated Duanmei and lit the lamp in my hand.

I put it on the table, and lit the incense and inserted it into the incense burner.

I knelt on the cushion respectfully and kowtowed three times to the Buddha statue.

After these three kowtows, I felt much more relaxed.

It was as if the things that were pressing on me disappeared all of a sudden.

Is this considered purification?

The ghosts and curses that were haunting me disappeared completely.

I looked up and saw an old monk with a long beard standing next to the Buddha statue.

He looked very kind and benevolent. I looked at him and he looked at me.

He nodded at me and smiled very kindly, which was somewhat like the smile on the Buddha statue.

Then I saw him walking over slowly, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

When he came to me, he put the Buddhist beads directly on my wrist.

"The donor and I have a predestined relationship. This string of Buddhist beads has been with me for some years. Putting it next to the donor can also help the donor to ward off disasters. I see that the donor has been suffering from bad luck recently. I think he is forced to do so."

I nodded. This morning, I saw in the mirror that my forehead was black and I looked like a bad luck god.

Seeing myself like this, I was of course uncomfortable.

But I couldn't change my fortune.

So I thought about following Duanmei to the temple and try my luck.

After talking to me, the monk turned around and bowed to Duanmei.

If his attitude towards me was gentle, then his attitude towards Duanmei was respectful.

The monk's respectful attitude really made it difficult for me to understand.

Why did he treat Duanmei with respect? Was it because Duanmei was a policeman, or was there some other reason?

I didn't ask at this time. After all, I must have been very tactless to ask such an impolite question without paying attention to others.

"The donor has found your benefactor. It won't be long before all the past events will have an ending and the donor's wish will be fulfilled. I hope the donor can live well in the future. This is also the last wish of your deceased."

Duanmei nodded, and there was no smile on his face.

I became more and more certain that the deceased the monk was talking about was probably Duanmei's deceased wife and daughter.

I guess Duanmei's wife and daughter also hope that he can live well.

The two people should have never resented Duanmei. If they had resented Duanmei, the old monk would not have said so.

"Is the noble person him?"

Duanmei suddenly asked, which scared me at the time. I looked around.

Then I realized that the he Duanmei was talking about was me.

He was asking the old monk if I was the noble person in his life?

I didn't expect that one day I could become the noble person in someone else's life.

I believe in the saying that there are noble people who help me in my life.

But I don't completely believe it. For so many years, I haven't really met a noble person who helped me.

But there are also many people who are willing to help me through the difficulties.

When I was sleeping on the street, someone gave me a job, which allowed me to successfully gain a foothold in this city.

"If the donor thinks it is, then it is him."

Duanmei nodded. The monk turned around this time, still with that kind look.

I always feel that there is something unreal under his kind look.

Logically speaking, he gave me the Buddhist beads and gave me some pointers.

I should have a good impression of him, but now I look at this old monk and I always feel uncomfortable.

I just feel uncomfortable when I look at him.

"The donor is affected by some other things, and when he sees me, he will feel a little unnatural and depressed. Don't take it to heart. During this period of eating and living, stay in the temple more, and you will be like ordinary people in no time."