The old monk's first sentence was obviously to Wu Xian Buddha, but his last sentence was said to me.

I really don't understand, what did he say, what exactly did he mean?

But all this can only be done by my own thinking, there is no chance to ask him, can only watch him "sand", from the edge of the body, successively falling apart.

The old monk seemed unable to feel the pain, or ... a situation like his, which was no longer a collapse of his body, should be considered to be gone.

It is like standing on the edge of the abyss and taking a step forward, falling, constantly swallowed by the darkness, and disappearing from this world without delay.

In the process of disappearing, he should not feel pain.

Moreover, he did not disappear into the darkness, but ascended from the darkness and was completely liberated from this dark place.

So, for him, disappearing is a good thing, how can it be painful?

“The child.”

“Ah?”

When I heard the old monk suddenly call me, I couldn’t help but pause and hurriedly said, “What happened to the predecessor?

"It's all over, what's the discomfort?"The old monk smiled, raised the mutilated palm of his hand, and gently took my hand, and the kindness in his eyes only reminded me of the grandfather at home: "You are a good child, so you have to be more careful, those apostates are not good to deal with."

“I know.”I said, "You don't have to worry about me, you don't really need to."

"Once, I had an apprentice, he was very similar to you, but a little different..." the old monk murmured: "He lives more than you, not only to cherish his own life, but also to cherish others, in his eyes, the weight of life is nothing can be surpassed, so..."

"If one day you have to make a choice, you must think about whether life is important or something else is more important."

Hearing the old monk's words in the fog, I froze for a few seconds, and I didn't want to understand, I could only nod my head and pretend I understood.

“You’re worried that I won’t do anything about it, so you’ll tell him that?”Wu Xian Buddha asked coldly.

“No.”The old monk smiled, "I'm afraid he'll go my way like me."

The old monk tried his whole strength and shook my hand.

"I regret it, really, more than once, for so many years in this dark place, I don't know what the meaning of my existence is, but now I understand..." The old monk smiled: "If I go back to that year and give me another chance to choose, I will still choose to stay and guard this temple..."

“You mean...”

"Don't play with your head, it's not worth it, I'm different from you, I don't have a family, I have no other worries, so I can do it, but you can't."The old monk whispered, “Heavier than your life, it is sentimental, don’t learn from me, I am...”

At this point, the old monk's eyes suddenly red, in the turbid eyes, the last bit of the beauty of life began to disappear.

The palms of the old monk, which I held in my hand, were also very obtrusively turned into gravel, along the white sand on the ground, and kept flowing into the cave.

“Buddha . . . the disciple did not embarrass you . . . . or kept it . . . . the old monk’s eyes were a little sluggish, looking at the sky, and the smile on his face was brilliant: “It is a pity that the next life...”

Suddenly, the old monk paused for a second, and then laughed again.

In the process, the edge of his left face gradually began to grit.

That change and its rapid, almost blinking, spread to the bridge of his nose.

It was not until the old monk completely disappeared that I vaguely heard the words behind him.

Sadly in the afterlife...

No, it seems like there is no afterlife.

“Oh . . . .

The sound of the grit rolling and flowing is not small, and it is like the sound of water.

More and more gravel into the grotto, seemingly deep bottom of the cave, is now gradually filled up, the bottom of the outside world is only more than ten meters.

Wu Xian Buddha squatted on the ground, seemingly in a daze.

I did the same, squatting without saying a word, silent for a long time, and my mind was embarrassed.

The passing of life is the heaviest thing in the world, at least in my opinion, because life itself is the most heavy thing.

The people who were still good in the first few seconds disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye, leaving no trace, as if they had never appeared in this world.

That extreme to extreme change, let me temporarily forget the sadness, only a little dazed.

Is that how the old monk left?

He is not... oh yes, he has long since died, but after entering the demon, the three souls and seven spirits are too strong, so he can temporarily remain "physical".

He was dead long ago, that is.

After I figured this out, I couldn’t help but smile on my face, and I wasn’t so bad in my heart.

The old man was not so sad when he left for the first time, this is only the second time, what is so sad?

Laughing for a moment, I raised my hand and covered my face tightly, my shoulders trembling slightly.

"Actually, I can help him."

When he heard Wu Xian Buddha's voice, I did not speak, and he did not care, and said to himself.

“The soul dissipates only the afterlife, and if I do, I can keep his soul for a while, and then send him to Flecua, where everything will die, and only our own people can live forever.”Wu Xian Buddha murmured, "It's a place where even death will die, and he's going to be fine, and we're going to keep it."

"He's had enough of this kind of day, so even if you wanted to help him, he wouldn't go."I whispered, maybe it was too hard before, and my voice was a little hoarse.

As soon as the voice fell, I took out a cigarette to light it and threw the cigarette box to Wu Xian Buddha.

He took the cigarette and gave himself a cigarette, snorting two, and the voice of the speech was still so calm.

Really, the calm was frightening, and I suspected that his usual smile was pretence.

"I thought about what you said, so I didn't do that, for him, disappear... disappear from this world, and that's the best result."Wu Xian Buddha said: "He no longer wants to go to the western sky to be happy, because he is a little inferior, he is afraid that Buddha saw him like this, and he thinks that he is black for the Buddha family..."

"Buddha wouldn't think so."I whispered, “Absolutely not.”

I said, looking into the cave.

At this moment, the grit has completely filled the grotto, and the surface is on par with the outside.

I wondered where the sand came from, as incessantly, until the pit was filled with it, and it just disappeared, not a little more.

“Isn’t it going to come out?”I asked.

Wu Xianfu said, “No.”

“This place is one of the secret bases of the old religion, and if no one keeps it, sooner or later the old animals will have to come and find something.”I said quietly.

At this point, Wu Xian Buddha was smiling.

"Don't worry, they're useless, even if they're in their own way, they can't break these protective layers, not to mention that their dog's guts have been scared, even if there is a way, it will not dare to move."

As he spoke, Wu Xian Buddha turned his head and looked at me left and right, and his expression could not be said to be complicated.

“What happened?”I frowned and asked, some are not very comfortable, feel Wu Xian Buddha's eyes are not right ah, God clasped...

"When I came here, I heard someone say something big was happening in Sichuan."Wu Xian Buddha said.

Hearing the words "Sichuan", I subconsciously played a cold trembling and hurriedly asked: "What happened?

“Come on, it looks like it’s there.”Wu Xian Buddha said, pointing a little bit of his head with his finger, as if in memory: "It seems to have also mentioned your grandfather."

“My grandfather, what happened?”

"I don't know."Wu Xian Buddha spread out: "I don't know the specifics, but I personally suggest that you still go back to see, your Shen family is the number one goal of the old religion, at least for now."