Pleasure Helping Spirit System

interesting!

Chen Hao's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

This old man is obviously not a living person, but he is not a ghost either, just like Zhang Quan.

But now, Chen Hao finally discovered that this kind of existence is not afraid of the sun, and can walk freely in the daytime! What is the reason? How are they different from ghosts?

Asked with doubts in his heart, Chen Hao decided to go over and say hello.

As soon as Chen Hao approached the entrance of the temple, the old man in gray robe noticed it immediately, as if frightened, he threw the scriptures in his hand on the ground and stood there, motionless.

Chen Hao's head was full of black lines.

Oh, let me go, what kind of routine is this? What do you mean by throwing away the book? do i look scary

Chen Hao curled his lips, walked directly to the side of the old man in gray robe, and looked him up and down.

He looks about 70 or 80 years old, with a thin body and taller than him, with rough skin and gray eyebrows, but his eyes are bright and not cloudy at all.

Chen Hao's scrutiny made the gray-robed old man a little uncomfortable, and he quickly moved away a few steps.

But seeing Chen Hao's eyes turned back again, the gray-robed old man was dumbfounded, and couldn't help asking: "Can you see me?"

Chen Hao was startled, and asked with great interest, "What? You think others can't see you?"

The gray-robed old man's eyes widened: "Can you really see it? No, the abbot of Junshan Temple said that ordinary people cannot see the Buddha's spirit."

"Buddha spirit? Is it the current state of the uncle? Well, it really has the atmosphere of Buddhism, but what does the Buddha spirit mean?" Chen Hao asked curiously.

The old man in gray robe shook his head: "I don't know, I became like this after I died, and then I was arranged here by the master of Junshan Temple to chant sutras and Buddha every day. At the beginning, I felt very weak, but after ten After a few years of Buddhist scriptures, I can come out during the day."

Chen Hao was astonished!

This is Fo Ling? What happens after the person who recites the scriptures and recites the Buddha dies?

It doesn't make sense, death is death, it is a ghost, what is the situation of the Buddha spirit?

What's the matter, Buddhism came to China to preach, and all aspects began to infiltrate, even the business of the underworld?

This and that can be done, in the eyes of my brother, there are only two kinds of people, the dead and the living.

Since it's not alive, it's dead, it's a ghost, it's the object of my mission, there's nothing wrong with it.

Chen Hao's eyes flickered, and he said immediately: "Master, I don't know what the master of Junshan Temple said to you, but death is like a lamp going out, and after death is a ghost, you may have enough understanding of Buddhist scriptures, so you can die after death." Being sheltered, but this is not enough, the reincarnation of heaven, there is life and death, since the old man's life is over, he should be reincarnated, just exist for no reason, this will affect the world, and it is not good for you."

The gray-robed old man looked blank: "Is that so? The host said that I have a Buddha's heart, and I will be protected by my Buddha after death. If I persist in chanting, I can enter the Buddha's country in the future."

Chen Hao immediately retorted: "Nonsense, what Buddha country? Have you ever seen it? You are not a living person now. You should know what the world after death is like. Have you ever seen a real god, Buddha? Bodhisattva or something."

The old man in gray robe shook his head.

"That is to say, the monk is just fooling you and asking you to help them chant scriptures here. Well, speaking of this, I think of a legend in Junshan Temple. It is said that on August 6th every year, the stone wall Buddha in Junshan Temple There will always be the sound of chanting, and the sound has boundless Buddha power, which can make people addicted to it and cannot extricate themselves. I said, sir, the sound of chanting is not made by you, right?" Chen Hao asked suspiciously.

The gray-robed old man said awkwardly: "It's me, the host said, the world is impetuous, the emotions are complicated, and the Buddhist scriptures are like boats in the sea of ​​suffering, which can save the world. Let me chant scriptures under the pagoda on August 6th every year to accumulate good fruits."

Chen Hao was speechless.

No wonder Junshan Temple has been so popular these years,

It turns out that everything is operated behind the scenes. The host of Junshan Temple is really good at doing business, and he actually put all his ideas on ghosts, genius!

Chen Hao immediately said: "Master, I don't comment on Buddhism. If any sect can inherit it, it can show that there are great powers and true Buddhas in this sect. But Junshan Temple, I can't see it. You It is your blessing to have the heart of a Buddha. After death, the soul carries the Buddha nature. After reincarnation, there will be blessings. However, the abbot of Junshan Temple uses you to help Junshan Temple to promote Buddhist rituals. Do you think such a monk is really a master? ?”

The grey-robed old man's complexion changed slightly.

He is a Buddhist, but not a fool.

Seeing Junshan Temple becoming more and more prosperous these years, he is also happy, but he always feels something is wrong.

At this moment, when Chen Hao pierced the window paper, the gray-robed old man suddenly realized and understood the problem.

"Then I won't go to chant scriptures in the future." The old man in gray robe sighed, his eyes were a little sad.

Chen Hao said: "If you don't chant scriptures, it's just treating the symptoms. Junshan Temple is on fire because of you, how can the abbot allow you to quit, so the legend of Junshan Temple will be shattered? Sir, the best way is to free yourself , Follow the way of heaven to reincarnate."

The old man in gray robe said blankly: "Then how can I free myself?"

Chen Hao smiled: "I'm good at this."

The old man in gray robe looked at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao continued: "Master, do you still remember when you died, did you have any regrets in your heart?"

Pity?

The eyes of the old man in gray robe flashed memories, as if he saw the scene of his dying.

"I'm just an ordinary citizen. My children are safe and successful, so I don't need to worry about it. If I regret it, it should be my dead wife."

Ding Dong: "Old ghost Chen Youqing, who has believed in spirits for nineteen years, fulfilled his death wish, and rewarded Palm Thunder."

Come on, come on, it really is a ghost, the boss of the system is on a mission!

Hearing the sound of ding dong, Chen Hao was immediately happy, and when he saw the reward, his eyes lit up even more, and he almost howled out of excitement.

Palm Thunder! Whether it is reading a story, reading a novel, or watching a movie, I don’t know how many times this thing has appeared. Chen Hao knows it without passing it down. It is definitely a powerful supernatural spell!

For the current self, it is a supernatural power that is very urgently needed to support his master's face.

Do it, this task must be accepted, you are not afraid of offending anyone, brother must get the palm thunder.

Chen Hao was ecstatic in his heart, but he tried to calm down and asked, "Master, please continue."

"My deceased wife passed away in childbirth when she gave birth to her second child. I regretted it very much. If I hadn't been obsessed with having a son, she would not have passed away. After my deceased wife died, I have believed in Buddhism ever since. No matter how busy I am, I still find time to chant scriptures for my dead wife. But people cannot be resurrected after death. Even if I insist on chanting scriptures for her for decades, it will not help. When I was dying, I thought I could meet my dead wife. , I became like this."

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