interesting!

Chen Hao's eyes flickered and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

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

And now, Chen Hao finally discovered that this kind of existence is not afraid of the sun and can walk freely during the day! What is the reason for this? What is the difference between them and ghosts?

Full of doubts in his heart, Chen Hao decided to go over and say hello.

As soon as Chen Hao approached the door of the temple, the old man in gray robe noticed it immediately. As if he was frightened, he quickly dropped the scripture in his hand on the ground and stood motionless.

Chen Hao's head was full of black lines.

Oh, let me go, what kind of trick is this? What do you mean by throwing the book? Do I look scary?

Chen Hao curled his lips and walked directly to the old man in gray robe, looking up and down.

He looks to be in his seventies or eighties, with a thin build and a bit taller than him. His skin is rough and his eyebrows are a little gray. His eyes are very bright and not cloudy at all.

Chen Hao's inspection made the old man in gray robe feel a little uncomfortable and he quickly moved a few steps away.

But when he saw Chen Hao's eyes turning around again, the old man in gray robe was dumbfounded and couldn't help but ask: "Can you see me?"

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

The old man in gray robe widened his eyes: "Can you really see it? No, the abbot of Junshan Temple said that ordinary mortals cannot see Buddha spirits."

"Buddha spirit? Is this the uncle's current state? Well, it does have the aura of Buddhism, but what does 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 chant Buddha every day. At the beginning, I felt very weak, but after ten chants

After a few years of studying Buddhist scriptures, I can go out during the day."

Chen Hao was shocked!

Is this the Buddha spirit? The person who chants sutras and chants Buddha's name will transform into it after death?

It doesn’t make sense. If you’re dead, you’re dead. Then you’re a ghost. What’s the situation with Buddha’s spirit?

What's the matter, Buddhism came to China to preach, and all parties began to infiltrate it, even trying to steal business from the underworld?

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

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

Chen Hao's eyes flickered, and he immediately said: "Uncle, I don't know what the master of Junshan Temple told you, but death is like a lamp extinguishing, and you become a ghost after death. You may have enough understanding of Buddhist scriptures, so you can die after death."

You are being protected, but this is not possible. There is reincarnation, life and death. Since my life is over, I should be reincarnated. Such an unknown existence will have an impact on the human world and is not good for you."

The old man in gray robe looked confused: "Is that so? The host said that I have a Buddha's heart and will be protected by my Buddha after death. If I insist on chanting sutras, I can enter the Buddha's kingdom in the future."

Chen Hao immediately retorted: "That's nonsense. What kind of Buddhist country? Have you ever seen it, sir? You are no longer a living person now. You should know what the world after death is like. Have you ever seen a real god or Buddha?"

Bodhisattva or something."

The old man in gray robe shook his head.

"That is to say, that monk is just deceiving you and asking you to help them chant sutras here. Well, speaking of this, I am reminded of a legend in Junshan Temple. It is said that on August 6th every year, the Buddha on the stone wall of Junshan Temple

There is always the sound of chanting sutras, and that sound has boundless Buddhist power, which can make people addicted to it and unable to extricate themselves. I said, uncle, the sound of chanting sutras is not caused by you, right?" Chen Hao asked suspiciously.

The old man in gray robe said awkwardly: "It's me. The host said that the world is impetuous and the seven emotions are complicated. The Buddhist scriptures are like a boat on the sea of ​​suffering and can save the world. So let me recite the scriptures under the pagoda on August 6th every year and accumulate good results."

Chen Hao was speechless.

No wonder Junshan Temple has become so popular in recent years. It turns out that everything is done behind the scenes. The host of Junshan Temple is really a good business person. He actually made all his ideas come from ghosts. What a genius!

Chen Hao immediately said: "Uncle, I have no comment on Buddhism. Any sect that can be passed down shows that there is great power and true Buddha in this sect. But I can't stand Junshan Temple. You

If you have a Buddha heart, your soul will carry Buddha nature after death. This is your blessing. After reincarnation, you will definitely have blessings. But the abbot of Junshan Temple is using you to help Junshan Temple promote rituals. Do you think such a monk is really a master?

?”

The expression of the old man in gray robe changed slightly.

He is a Buddhist, but he is not a fool.

He was happy to see Junshan Temple becoming more and more prosperous over the years, but he always felt something was wrong.

At this moment, Chen Hao pierced the window paper, and the old man in gray robe suddenly realized and understood the problem.

"Then I won't chant sutras anymore." The old man in gray robe sighed, his eyes a little sad.

Chen Haodao: "Not chanting sutras is just treating the symptoms. Junshan Temple is popular because of you. How could the abbot allow you to quit? Wouldn't the legend of Junshan Temple be destroyed? Master, the best way is to liberate yourself."

, follow the way of heaven and go through reincarnation."

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

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

The old man in gray robe looked at Chen Hao.

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

Pity?

The old man in gray robe had memories in his eyes, as if he had seen the scene of his death.

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

Dingdong: "Old dead ghost Chen Youqing, a spiritual believer for nineteen years, fulfilled his death wish and was rewarded with thunder in his palm."

It's coming, it's really a ghost, the system boss is on a mission!

Hearing the ding-dong sound, Chen Hao was immediately happy. Then when he saw the reward, his eyes shone and he almost howled with excitement.

Thunder in the palm of your hand! Whether you are reading stories, reading novels, or watching movies, this thing has appeared countless times. Chen Hao knows without inheritance that this is definitely an awesome magical power!

For my current self, it is a very urgent need for a magical power to support my reputation as a master.

Come on, I must accept this mission. I am not afraid of offending anyone. I must get the Palm Thunder.

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

"My late wife died in childbirth when she was giving birth to her second child. I regretted it very much. If I had not been obsessed with having a son, she would not have passed away. After my late wife died, I believed in Buddhism from then on.

No matter how busy I am, I will still find time to recite sutras for my deceased wife. However, people cannot be resurrected. Even if I insist on reciting sutras for her for decades, it will not help. When I was dying, I thought I could meet my late wife, but I didn’t expect that after death

, I became like this.”
Chapter completed!