Chapter 113 This is a ghost (ending) A glance for a thousand years

The mage was a little angry.

He thought she agreed to let him borrow the tree to revive her soul.

This way she can continue to practice for hundreds of years, or even hundreds of years at all. He can speed up her practice and supply more nutrients. By then, she will be a real spirit that can go to higher dimensions to continue practicing.

He thought she had given up on killing Aza and could find a good place for herself.

Unexpectedly, she turned around and her plan was shattered.

He is such a hopeless case, such a big loser.

The wizard was very angry.

How could there be such a pessimistic person?

He looked back at the drifting ice sea; she didn't seem surprised at all.

"It's normal," she advised him.

If they continue to struggle, they will not be able to get rid of the burden of the original world for hundreds of years. People don't want to continue and want to destroy it.

Having no home is also a kind of home.

The mage felt even angrier as he listened to her clear reasoning.

Wouldn't she also want to be destroyed?

The two of them said this in the altar. Although Xiao Zhen's wronged soul had been shattered, he still wanted to bid farewell to her departed soul.

Afterwards, he followed the drifting ice sea back to Aza's home.

The tree is in Aza's yard, as if the thousand-year-old tree has returned, as if it will eventually grow here for a thousand years.

Aza's injury is almost healed.

He offered some money and valuables to the master to be used as offerings in the altar, to thank him for saving his life.

I also hope to perform another ritual to help Xiao Zhen pass away.

But the master said that the original soul had been destroyed and could not be liberated.

Azha's expression darkened, and he didn't respond to the conversation. He continued to say that he decided to change his career and do some small business in the future and become a tea merchant. She likes drinking tea.

But she no longer exists in this world.

Even if he reincarnates alone, she will no longer be there.

All the sorrow was a belated realization. After being stunned for a moment, Azha handed the offerings to the wizard and thanked him again for saving his life.

Liu Binghai said calmly, "She didn't mean to kill you at all."

The wizard looked towards the drifting ice sea.

Aza lit a stick of incense, not knowing for whom, and a soul was already shattered.

But he still wanted to act as if nothing had happened. He was afraid of her, but not afraid of her either. He liked her and wanted to live with her.

"She didn't want to kill me." He said the same thing as Liu Binghai.

Indifferently, he looked at the door of the hall.

Outside the door was the yard, and in the yard stood the tree. He could see the tree from afar while standing in the front hall.

The wizard looked at him.

Aza looked straight ahead, his tone calm.

"If she wanted to kill me, I would have died instantly. I thought she was torturing me, punishing me, making me suffer before killing me.

“And then, you came.”

Aza paused and said, "Maybe she knew you were coming, and she just wanted to punish me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to survive until you came."

She had so much to say that she would not speak until he was exhausted.

Maybe, maybe.

Liu Binghai looked at the lit incense stick, the fragrant mist slowly rising, drifting, and blowing towards the distance where it would eventually break.

The mage fell silent.

If the long-standing entanglement in love is her eternal bond, and she is reluctant and heartbroken to even kill the person who cut her off, then destruction may be her only option.

"What are your plans?" he asked Aza.

Aza is very simple, "Take care of yourself, change your career, and live a quiet life."

After that, he asked the mage, "Was my previous occupation very sinful?"

He had been cutting wood since he was young and had never thought about this problem. Wood was needed for life and for ships. He gave what others needed and never thought there was anything wrong with it.

"That's your business, it was a surprise to her," the wizard said. "From now on, don't cut down thousand-year-old trees anymore."

Aza nodded.

Her wish was to live a peaceful life with him.

The wish has not been fulfilled for three consecutive lifetimes.

Now, he fulfilled her wish.

Aza thought of something else, "It seems like there's always a fairy protecting me. If you can see it, please help me offer her some sacrifices. She's been with me for a long time."

Azha said slowly, "It was it that protected me several times before. It also told me the tricks to deal with the villains, allowing me to escape. I guess it played a role in my survival this time. I have to thank this immortal very much."

Liu Binghai raised his head, looked at the wizard, and blinked.

Since ancient times, it has been difficult for ghosts to become immortals, but she was treated as an immortal without doing anything.

The wizard nodded and agreed.

After leaving Aza's house, the wizard asked Liu Binghai what his plans for the future were.

Liu Binghai still asked him, "This achievement will be credited to Zuihua, right?"

"That's none of your business."

But she had already made arrangements for him. "The final credit goes to Zuihua. He protected this man twice, so he deserves credit. When you take him in, you can't treat him like a little devil. You have to let him concentrate on his cultivation and avoid being beaten. My contribution is also very great, so you have to give me a big credit. The heavens are watching, so I won't lose out if I get more credit."

Her calculations were so clear that they violated the principles of cultivation. The master said, "You are seeking credit for yourself. This is not the way to cultivate. You should be more humble. Besides, their souls have been shattered. What great achievement can you claim?"

She said, "Without me, he would have died a thousand times already. Even if she couldn't bear to actually kill him, his soul would have been frightened to death a thousand times. Besides, since ancient times, it has been said that dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth. Although the original soul is destroyed, it can be considered to have settled the debt of love for three lifetimes. If you were alone, you might force her to use other tree roots to continue her cultivation, causing greater pain and karma. What good would that do? Now we have gone to our respective places, and nothing happened. This is greater than merit. The heavens are watching, so it doesn't matter if I take more credit."

Her self-justification seemed quite reasonable.

Ashes to ashes, I hope this is the best ending.

"Now, he will live thinking of her." Liu Binghai said, "It can be considered as repaying her."

The wizard said nothing more.

Anyway, she just wanted to make an entry in her book of merit.

God will take care of it, let her do it.

"So where are you going next?"

"Why do you keep asking me this?"

"I."

"Are you in love with me?"

Mage???

The monk was sweating profusely. He was a monk, so how could he have any feelings between men and women? All of this was just out of pity for her.

How come this woman can't tell right from wrong and good from bad?

She looked at him and said, "You are a good man. Take good care of Zuihua first. I have my own place to go."

The master used 81 words to tell her the true path of practice and the importance of relying on the Dharma. She felt overwhelmed and felt as if she had to have a "unit".

She didn't want to look for a job, nor did she want to listen to the lecture arranged by her unit leader. She was confused and slipped away while he was away.

She came to the man's house.

Aza’s affair is over, and Zhang Guizhi’s relationship with him should also be over.

I haven't been here for a while, and I've been trying to have a child. It seems I'm pregnant.

The man was cooking for her, and there were lychees on the altar, a continuous supply of lychees.

Liu Binghai smiled and took a sip. This thing was really sweet and fragrant.

She watched the man feed the little girl, coax her to sleep, and tell her the most beautiful stories in the world. Zhang Guizhi never heard those disgusting love words again.

She watched it carefully for a few days.

I also watched the man place bunches of lychees on the altar. I looked at them and said nothing more.

At this moment, the baby in her belly is the most important thing, and she doesn't want to care about anything else.

As long as she can live a peaceful life and Zhang Guizhi doesn't cause trouble for her baby, anything is fine.

Liu Binghai walked behind the altar and looked at the man's back as he offered sacrifices.

When he turned around, she said to him: I let you go.

The man paused, as if he heard something.

It is a sound that goes directly into the heart, not something heard through the ears.

She said to him: I let you go.

Although I don't forgive you, I will let you go.

The man moved, and his throat became blocked and motionless.

"I accept what happened in the past, but from now on, you must make offerings to me every month and recite the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra 108 times every day, dedicating the merit to me until your death. If you can do this, I will let you go and allow you and your wife to live in harmony and your children to be safe."

These words penetrated directly from his chest to his bones.

He didn't even know how he sensed it. He was stunned for a moment and then nodded desperately.

He agreed, and Liu Binghai turned and left.

She believed he could do it, for the one he loved, or for the life he wanted.

If Zhang Guizhi doesn't love you, then for the sake of the person you love and the life you want, please keep your promise and don't break your promise.

Later, Liu Binghai and Zuihua went to the temple together.

But she did not take the mage's mantle.

She just sat there.

Zuihua followed the mage, she just followed Zuihua.

I would chant sutras and take a nap there, and see if there was anything I could do to help with some chores.

But most of the time she was chanting.

The master was helpless and asked her, since you have come here and done the work, why don’t you inherit his mantle and follow him, so that you can have the status of his disciple.

She said that was different. I can do what I want to do here and not do what I don’t want to do. You can’t tell me what to do.

The mage felt as if he owed her something.

She just wanted to come and keep Zuihua company.

I have been with you for more than ten years.

Over the past ten years, she has done a lot of things with Zuihua. She still remembers when she first came to this life, she was floating on the street with nowhere to go. Zuihua was lying on the doors and windows of her house, making whimpering sounds. She had nowhere to go, and so did he. So he followed her and accompanied her to Liu Weiya's house.

This time I almost lost my life.

Now, more than ten years have passed. She has been eating, drinking and doing her tasks in the hall, and has also been with Zuihua through many hardships.

He was still very fond of crying. He would cry whenever he saw something sad or unfortunate. Whenever he cried, he would think of his remarried wife and his child who changed his surname.

His child changed his surname to his new father's, but Liu Binghai told him that this was cause and effect.

He continued to practice because he still had concerns in his heart, and occasionally went to see his remarried wife and his child who changed his surname.

Whenever he cried, Liu Binghai would recite scriptures to him and scold him at the same time.

After crying, he always said: Guizhi, it’s great to have you.

She doted on Zuihua very much. When there were things that Zuihua really couldn't handle, she would ask the wizard to change the ghost. The wizard had never seen such a domineering woman. She didn't want to join his mantle, but she still interfered with his affairs. She didn't get any points for meddling in his affairs, but she didn't listen to them at all. She said that it would be a crime to be reckless if Zuihua couldn't do something.

He felt that it seemed to make sense. The path of cultivation he had believed in before seemed to need to be re-arranged into a circle, and there seemed to be too many things that needed to be explored and studied.

In a blink of an eye, many years have passed.

Many years later, the master asked her if our offering hall needed to be readjusted.

Many people cannot enter their offering spaces, and many irresponsible people just throw their signs here and run away. There are scattered souls everywhere. The threshold of this offering hall is too low.

Should he charge a fee to prevent people from just throwing signs and running away?

Liu Binghai said: This is your offering hall.

He had to change his words: Should I make some adjustments to my altar?

But if we charge a fee, there will probably be more souls with nowhere to go, Liu Binghai said.

The wizard thought it made sense and gave up the idea.

He thought that if she didn't want to inherit his legacy, it would be fine. She could just stay here and chant sutras, meditate, and sweep the yard, which would be a good place for her to stay.

Zuihua's practice improved rapidly, and he had a place in the offering hall. No ghosts or goblins would bother him. He became the wizard's personal disciple and followed him alone.

Liu Binghai felt that he could finally rest assured.

Liu Weiya's children have grown up, married and had children, and their family life is peaceful.

The man recited the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra 108 times every day, dedicating the merit to Liu Binghai every day, just for the words: "If you can do this, I will grant you a harmonious marriage and safe children."

A few years later, Liu Weiya also joined in the chanting. Some people offered sacrifices in the Liubinghai, some dedicated the scriptures, and then did things in the offering hall. The merits increased rapidly.

Zhang Guizhi can enter reincarnation and freely choose her destination.

It was time for her to leave.

She prepared a poem for Zuihua: All things in the world are subject to reincarnation, and true enlightenment can be achieved through self-cultivation and self-improvement. Since ancient times, everyone has experienced separation, and one can believe that the soul will fly away and become complete.

Note: Stop crying in the future, you are a grown man now.

Zuihua asked her where she was going.

She said it might be a place to continue practicing.

Zuihua was sleeping when she disappeared, and Zhang Guizhi's soul entered reincarnation.

Before entering the cycle of reincarnation, she looked back at the city.

Perhaps, this glance lasts for ten thousand years.