Just when the great monk Wu Lai was rejoicing that the sacred stone was about to emit divine power, a pungent smell of smoke came from somewhere.
"It's really weird.
Could it be the smoke coming from nearby?"
Monk Wu Lai muttered in his heart, but thinking that it was past the time for cooking, he shook his head and stood on the top of the tower.
The brick ladder rotated to reveal the Look down at the empty space.
Suddenly, a faint light of fire burst out from the pagoda door, and the great monk Wu Lai couldn't help being surprised.
"Oops, it turned out to be a fire."
He did not panic, and quickly found the gong that he had carried on his back at the top of the tower.
Regardless of the danger, he simply stepped out of the semicircular tower window, stood on the narrow edge of the platform, and started beating the gong desperately.
This is an agreement between the great monk Wu Lai and his disciples, and it is designed to deal with fires in the temple.
But something happened, and the great monk Wu Lai almost broke the gong.
His disciples, who didn't know what happened, couldn't hear anything, and naturally they wouldn't come to help.
Unexpectedly, God was not good at it, and a strong wind suddenly blew outside the tower.
Monk Wu Lai couldn't help but break out in sweat.
He knew in his heart that he was still at the top of the tower and would be in danger if no one came to help put out the fire.
Such a fire came out of nowhere, forcing himself into a desperate situation.
Thinking of the three sacred stones that were slowly emitting divine power, the great monk Wu Lai became worried.
"No, even if this poor monk is to die in the sea of fire tonight, he will never let these three sacred stones slip even in the slightest."
Having made up his mind, the great monk Wu Lai couldn't care so much.
He quickly stuffed the three sacred stones on the altar table into his arms and chose a corner of the top of the tower to meditate.
The strong wind outside the tower became stronger and stronger, as if it was adding fuel to the flames inside the tower, and the pungent smell disappeared.
The entire Buddhist pagoda is like a clay furnace.
The great monk Wu Lai, who was hiding on the top of the pagoda, could no longer stand the heat rising from below.
"It seems that the poor monk's time has come.
It's a pity that he and the poor monk will be buried in a sea of fire if we lose this pagoda."
The great monk Wu Lai smiled and recalled the scene of the few days before Master passed away, which is still vivid in his mind.
Master has been meditating in bed for half a month.
He no longer eats fast food and only drinks some decoction every day.
This time was no exception.
Wu Lai boiled the collected herbs and brought them to the master's room.
"Master, the herbs are ready," Wu glanced at the master and said respectfully.
The master nodded, took the herbal soup and drank it down.
Wu Lai looked at this scene and kept pouting.
"Master, you have to eat something.
If this continues, there is no solution," Wu Lai said with concern.
The master handed the finished herbal bowl to Wu Lai and replied with a smile.
"Wu Lai, as a teacher, I will soon be in trouble with personnel.
Even if I get some rice, it will be wasted."
"Master is always thinking wildly, I see that your complexion is more rosy than that of young people."
Wu Lai wanted to comfort his master, but it was true, but what he said was also true.
His master's complexion at that time indeed looked no worse than that of a young and strong young man.
"Wulai, have you ever heard of Huiguanghuishu?"
Master asked with a smile.
"Of course my disciple has heard that the complexion and spirit of a person who is about to die suddenly become very good, just like a good person.
Then it is called a return of light, but in the end it is still the same."
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Wu Lai couldn't bear to finish.
The master was taboo and still smiled.
"You said that my teacher's face is rosy, but in fact, it's just a reflection of my past.
My days as a teacher are numbered."
"Master, I can't bear to leave you."
Wu Lai wiped his tears and squatted in front of his master's bed.
"I can't bear to leave you as a master, but it has been decided a long time ago.
Those who should go have to go, so why force you to stay?"
The master still had a smile on his face.
He was not like an ordinary person at all.
When he talked about something that happened a hundred years ago, he suddenly lost his soul. .
"Master, what will happen to everyone in the temple when you leave?"
Wu Lai thought about his young age and that several other senior brothers had left Linfeng Temple.
He was the only one left in the temple, and he suddenly looked worried.
"As a teacher, I believe that you can do as well as those senior brothers of yours, so long as they leave."
Wu Lai didn't feel sorry to see his master and asked in confusion.
"Master, my senior brothers are not like you said."
"You are not deeply involved in the world, and your senior brothers don't have the same mentality as you.
I have watched your senior brothers grow up, so naturally I know their character better than you.
Among all my disciples, you are the only one."
"Have a Buddha heart," the master said calmly.
"Master, what is the Buddha's mind?"
Wu Lai asked curiously.
"Buddha's heart is the heart that is willing to sacrifice one's life for the salvation of all sentient beings."
After hearing what the master said was so profound, Wu Lai was even more confused.
"Master, we burn incense and chant sutras in front of the Buddha all day long, how can we encounter anything like sacrificing our lives for righteousness?"
Master couldn't help laughing when he heard this.
"Wulai, Wulai, why don't you let me tell you what's good about you?
My time is short, and your days will be long in the future, so don't dare to make rash judgments."
"Master, are you saying that this disciple will have a calamity in his life?"
Wu Lai asked with concern.
"What?"
Master asked with a smile.
"Master, if my disciple really sacrifices his life for righteousness, even if he suffers disaster in his mission, his heart for the Buddha will never change at all," Wu Lai said firmly.
After hearing this, the master nodded and praised repeatedly.
"My teacher really did not misjudge you."
"Master's praise is just that the thought of master leaving the disciple makes the disciple feel bad."
After Wu finished speaking, he sighed helplessly.
"Everyone has to have one day, it's just a matter of time."
The master still looked at life and death with a smile.
At this moment, Wu Lai suddenly thought of something and asked again.
"Does Master have any unfulfilled wishes?"
The master smiled again and replied.
"My teacher was just about to mention this to you."
Wu Lai immediately beamed with joy, happy that he could finally do something for his master, and asked anxiously and concernedly.
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"Master, what unfulfilled wish do you have, please tell me immediately."
"I have been having a strange dream these days," the master said seriously.
"What kind of strange dream?"
Wu Lai asked with concern.
"The teacher dreamed that he was a soldier and was fighting a group of foreigners."
Hearing Master say this, Wu Lai felt very strange.
"Master, this dream is really strange.
I don't know what it means."
The master couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"I feel that my previous life may have been that soldier.
The Buddha was merciful and allowed me to be with the Dharma in this life.
Only then can I atone for the sin of killing that I committed in my previous life."
Wu Lai nodded repeatedly after hearing this Keep sharpening: