Chapter 210:

In order to monitor the Van Gogh nearby, Changsheng asked the people of Xuanmen to find a house in Beijing for their temporary residence, and then took Changzhen down the mountain first. Lin Nianen and Lin Nianci left to look after Jian Ya and other people. After all, it was they who broke down, and the aftermath of the work must also be done by them.
After Bi Zetai and Wan Shishu, Luo Jiuyuan eliminated the bad karma on the 22nd day of super degree, leaving a big scar on his left face, but his mental state was very calm. He seemed to understand something, but he couldn't wait to run down the mountain on that day, but continued to stay in Longyin Temple to read the sutra.
Shi Yonghao and Ni Xinhai did not have the good luck as he did. They only completed the superpower on the forty-ninth day. After all, their appearance was not preserved. The entire face was covered with scars. The facial features were also distorted. Very terrifying. As soon as the ritual was over, they could not wait to jump off the altar, looking for a monk to take a mirror to take photos from left to right, and then smashed the mirror on the spot, crying out of breath.
Master Chang Jing spent the undead and the bad karma, but could not spend their hearts, and could only shake his head and sigh.
The worst luck was Jane Ya. Forty-nine days later, the bad karma was still full of face, but it went up instead. If it goes on, even if the monks in the whole city of Beijing come to read the sutra for her, I am afraid that her evil karma will not be eliminated, because the hostility in her heart has been connected with the evil karma, and they supply each other. When you give birth, you will rise, and you will be entangled in her life chart for a lifetime.
Master Chang Jing reluctantly read a buddha and admonished: "Donator, we have read the scriptures hundreds of times for you to go beyond it, and you ca n’t recite it with your own piety. Your heart is not sincere, this ritual I can't finish it in my life. "
Jian Ya couldn't understand him, but just shouted hoarsely: "I have money, can't I hire you to study the scriptures? Ten thousand dollars a day is enough? Forty-nine days is four hundred and ninety thousand, and you can't buy you Is it pious? How much do you want, just make a price. "
Master Chang Jing couldn't communicate with her, she just shook her head and sighed.
Seeing her practise, Lin Nianen pulled her sister aside and whispered, "Forget it, let's go down the mountain first, don't wait for her. Like her obsession, she won't wait for the evil karma to disappear, her skull will be First rotten, the skull is rotten, even if the Da Luo fairy came, she could not save her! "
"But she was hurt by me like this after all." Lin Nianci shook her head, her eyes slightly red. She has rescued a lot of people since leaving school, but it is the first time she has hurt others or even caused others to linger on the edge of life and death. She feels very uncomfortable.
"Sister, you think too much. She was not hurt by us, but by herself. If she always wronged innocent people, would that karma fire burn your hands? I didn't even ask her to settle the bill. What blame you? How many elixir I applied to her these days, how much aura you put in for her? But look at her, is there a little change? Even a person with a burnt body is treated by us like this at any cost Now, it ’s time to recover from the injury, but she is getting more and more serious. If there is no aura between today and the earth, your cultivation is also accumulated by meditating a little bit every day, just over a month. All emptied, how can you make up for it? "
Lin Nianci frowned as she thought about how little spiritual power she had left.
Lin Nianen stretched out her hand and said: "Walk away, let's go down the hill first, and come back often to see her. I guess she has to stay in the temple for at least half a year, or even longer. She is the kind of person who doesn't have any wisdom, heaven She did n’t go along the way, she had no choice but to go to hell, and she played poorly with a good hand, alas ... "
In the long sigh of the younger brother, Lin Nianci also gave up and nodded, "Yes, let's go. As soon as I think of Van Gogh, he is at the foot of the mountain, and I feel very uneasy."
"What's so uncomfortable, he can't beat Shizu to a higher level of energy? Shizu can kill him with a few palms of thunder. Let's go back to the house to pick up things." Lin Nianen dragged the sister back to the room However, it was found that the original locked door was pushed open by someone unknown. A black gift box was placed on the round table opposite the door, tied with green silk ribbon, and the packaging was very delicate and luxurious. From the table and inside, the contents of this box are certainly not cheap.
"Who sent something?" Lin Nianen was surprised. You should know that Jane ’s super-dharma is held in the open space in front of the Great Hall of the Great Hall, directly opposite the temple gate. If strangers come in and out of the gate, they cannot be invisible.
"Don't touch it, let me feel it first." Lin Nianci quickly grabbed the brother's hand.
"Sister, please be careful!" Lin Nianen stared at the box, feeling not very good.
Lin Nianci suspended her palm above the gift box and tried her best. Her already tight face was gradually covered with a dignified color. After five or six minutes, she shook her head and said, "I can't sense anything, and I have a powerful force. My magnetic field is blocked. "
"Look at it, it is impossible to send us a bomb." Lin Nianen posted a Zhensha symbol on her body, quickly untied the ribbon and lifted the lid, but she saw a broad bean lying in it. Things, and a beautifully made card.
He opened the card, and his breath was a suffocation.
Lin Nianci looked at it in the past and his pupils couldn't help but enlarge.
I saw on the card that there was a line of words in the form of dragons and dragons: [If you want to avenge your mother, plant this seed in the body of Van Galo. 】
Lin Nianen immediately picked up the seed and observed it, and then took a photo with his mobile phone, ready to send it to the two senior brothers, let them help identify.
Lin Nianci stopped his movement, shaking his head and saying, "Don't tell anyone about this, I have to think about it." She used her soft and delicate hands to gently hold the hand of the younger brother holding the seed, and began to sense again. .
Being so close to her, Lin Nianen couldn't think of anything at all. She just looked at her with a blushing face, and then woke up again, and began to write in embarrassment.
After a while, Lin Nianci released his brother's hand and shook his head: "I can't sense what it is, but its power is very powerful, it seems to be full of vigorous vitality, but it also reveals a decay of death. "
"Birth and death is definitely not a good thing. Sister, what are you going to do? No matter what you want to do, I will help you, but the premise is that you can't go directly to Van Gogh to avenge, I am afraid you are in danger." Lin Nianen cautioned carefully.
Lin Nianci held this seed and whispered: "I have to think about it, I naturally want to avenge myself, but I also know that my strength is not enough. How do you say this seed can be implanted in a person's body? Not noticed? "
"I don't know, shall we study first?" Lin Nianen knew that the elder sister must have been moved by this mysterious man's proposal, and the seed gave him a very ominous feeling. If it was given to the enemy, there might be unexpected surprises. .
"Okay, I'll put it away first. Brother, this is the secret of the two of us. You mustn't tell it." Lin Nianci told him seriously.
"I'm definitely not telling anyone." Lin Nianen made a zipper on her mouth, her heart was beautiful. With this secret, the distance between him and his sister seemed to be much closer in an instant.
Brother Lin Nianci Chong smiled gratefully, and then slowly put away the magnetic field, but found that the seed also slowly blurred with the disappearance of the magnetic field, and the vitality and lifelessness it contained actually merged along the return of the magnetic field. Her meridians gathered in Dantian. The breath of this seed is exactly the same as the vitality of the human body itself. Unless it actively released some signals, Lin Nianci could not even perceive its invasion, it had life and spiritual wisdom!
Between the electro-optical flint, Lin Nianci suddenly understood how the so-called "implantation" was achieved. This seed could be integrated into the magnetic field of the spirits like air, quietly hidden in their Dantian, and then take root and germinate.
Lin Nianci had no way of knowing what happened after rooting and sprouting, but could guess one or two. Dantian is parasitized by a foreign body, can people still live? the answer is negative.
She quickly released the recirculating magnetic field, so the seed also solidified from a translucent state. This strange sight dumbfounded Lin Nianen and also made him realize what he had learned.
"Sister, I understand! As long as the magnetic field of the spirit is sensed, it can be automatically implanted."
"It seems so. What should we do now?" Lin Nianci quickly put the seeds back into the gift box, and then wiped his hands desperately.
"Look for someone to bring this seed and let Vangallo psychic." Lin Nian's brain turned quickly.
"Who are you looking for?" Lin Nianci's eyes lit up.
Lin Nianen got stuck and kept knocking on the forehead, and finally decided: "Let the people of Xuanmen go to check the details of Van Gogh and see who he usually contacts. Let's go down the mountain first!"
The two quickly packed up the things on the table, brought some simple luggage, and hurried down the mountain.
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A week later, Fangallo made a phone call to the White Screen and asked him to eliminate his anger.
White curtain hesitated for a while before agreeing, and his voice sounded hoarse.
Van Gogh's eyes flickered slightly, seeming to be aware, but not deep. He was holding a clay pot, carrying a canvas bag, carrying a skull crutches, and climbed back with Dr. Song.
The mountain forest that had been dim all the time was now clouded and misty, and Mizuki was clear. In the forest, on the trails, and in the chaotic rocks, the fallen branches and leaves of the early winter season are everywhere, but they are also covered with warm yellow spots everywhere, with strange vitality and vigorous vitality. A waterfall hung on the top of the mountain made a rumbling sound, but it was not deafening, but it was like a symphony.
The mountain and the community under the mountain, including the lake in the community, are very different from the past, as if a black and white photo suddenly filled with bright colors.
Standing on a boulder beside the waterfall, Song Rui overlooked the scenery beneath his feet and assuredly said: "Moon Bay Community will definitely sell well in the future."
"It's not to the extent of a big sale, it's just livable at present. However, if the white curtain can shovel the garden over there and build a door, there is a landscape pool and a row of fountains in front of the door, changing the trapped situation to nine Zigzag water, the houses in this community can be sold out in less than half a month. "Fangalo pointed out the problematic Feng Shui pattern.
Song Rui raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you understand Feng Shui and cultivate the aisles?"
"Well." Van Gogh nodded and admitted.
Song Rui smiled contentedly, then pointed to the earthenware pots on the ground and asked: "What should we do, sprinkle it directly? I thought you had treated their ashes for a long time." The ashes of Xiao Yanling and his parents were placed here in Vanguard for nearly two months.
"Read the scriptures first for them. Let's go overboard for them. At that time, the feng shui in the community was not very good, and it was not suitable for them." Van Gogh took a copy of the "Tibetan Classics" and a wooden fish from his bag.
Song Rui took a quick look at the scriptures and asked, "Is it okay to read it directly?"
"Sit down and read, sincerity is enough." Van Galo patted the grass beside him.
"Aren't they gone long ago? It's useless to read the Sutra too much, right?"
"But please calm down."
"Okay, but please be at ease." Song Rui sat down honestly and kneeled down, chanting word by word in the sutra. He didn't expect to kill himself who only admired darkness and death. One day he would sit in the mountains and read the sutra for three irrelevant people. Sincerity? What makes you sincere?
He looked at the young man with a low eyebrow and a calm expression beside him, and suddenly he understood how to be sincere. Is it enough to sincerely move the sincerity towards the youth into the chanting sound? Thinking this way, his eyes were deep, and his heart was still, and the chanting sound brought a little hope.
Van Gogh glanced at Dr. Song, surprised at his piety, and smiled happily before lowering his eyelids to continue striking the wooden fish. His chanting sounds are unhurried, high and low, as if very plain, but there is a pure power hidden, giving people a feeling like the sky, vast, free and boundless.
Unconsciously, the surrounding wind stopped, and the roar of the waterfall went away. Only this Brahma sang for a long time, lingering in the ears and mind, when it dissipated from high to low, Song Rui, who opened his eyes, had a kind of worldliness. Feeling.
He looked at Van Gogh, his eyes gleaming dimly, as if there was something he wanted to ask, but he suppressed it again. Fangallo didn't notice his doubts, just picked up the clay pot, walked to the waterfall where the wind and fog were practiced, and opened the lid.
No need for him to scatter the dust, a cold winter wind digs into the pottery pot, rolls up the white dust, and carries it into the air. The roaring wind blew from all directions, taking away the last trace of the family of three left in the world, and also taking away their resentment and hatred.
Fangalo opened his lips slightly and prayed one by one: "The strength and truth of this practice: May all beings gather together for joy and cause; May all beings be free from suffering and suffering; May all beings be free from suffering. Great joy; May all sentient beings be free from attachment and aversion, and settle for equality. "
When his voice dissipated in the wind, the white dust that had flown away completely dissipated, and even the soul struggling in had a permanent rest.
Song Rui stared at the youth with a flash of light, determinedly: "Did you also practice Buddha, right?"
"Yes." Fangal nodded frankly.
"Practice Taoism and Buddhism, won't you mess?" Song Rui felt that the deeper he understood, the more this person became an unsolvable mystery.
"If my heart is not disordered, how can the Taoism be disordered?" Van Gogh smiled slightly, with pure tranquility and serenity in his eyes.