In the cold winter of Yecheng in November, under the wall of the south gate of the city, a group of beggars in tattered clothes are basking in the warm sun and talking nonsense.

Beggar A: "Let me tell you Li Ergou, my ancestor, it was a famous family at the beginning." ”

The beggar named Li Ergou next to him laughed when he heard this, and covered up his torn cotton jacket, "You can get it, your father only died last year, and he was all asked for food in a temple, who doesn't know anyone, you are still famous, according to what you say, I am also a famous family." ”

Beggar A tilted his head unconvinced, "Just you?" Who are your ancestors?"

Li Ergou scratched out a lice from his head and squeezed it to death, and said casually, "My father is a rag collector at the head of the village, who doesn't know him when he walks the streets and alleys, this is not a famous family?"

After he finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter around him, Li Ergou blushed and muttered, hanging his head and not squeaking, and everyone ridiculed.

As I was talking about, on the official road in the south of the city, a man with white hair like snow stumbled over, staggered and drunk, ran not far in front of the beggars, fell down, and never got up again.

The beggars hurriedly carried him to the corner of the wall, and poured a few more sips of the water that was coming, and an old man inside said, "This is tired, look at this man is in a long way, don't worry about it, just sleep." ”

Everyone was relieved when they heard this, and continued to talk nonsense, and the tired person who was saved by the beggars began to dream upside down.

This beggar was Zhang Zhicheng, who had fled back from Beiyan, and he was so confused that he heard someone chanting Buddha in his ear.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the golden-fingered monk standing in front of him, and was shocked at the moment, "Aren't you already dead?" How did it appear in my dreams? Aren't you here to seduce me to death? ”

Golden Fingers clasped his palms together and sighed, "Do you resent your wife?" ”

Zhang Zhicheng said angrily when he heard this, "I naturally hate her, I still don't know where I'm sorry for her, even if I marry a concubine, I won't treat my family like this, even if my mother has hatred for her, but I have never treated her badly, how can she treat me like this?" ”

The golden finger recited the Buddha name again, "Master Zhang, you haven't woken up until now, if it weren't for Lan Meng entrusting me because of your mother, I shouldn't have been the one who crossed you." ”

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and after the golden light flashed, Zhicheng came to the back garden of his Zhang family, but his body was transparent, like a layer of bubbles.

No matter how much he shouted, his mother and sister who passed by him couldn't shout. Anxious and shouting, he had no choice but to follow his sister to his mother's place, and heard the plan set by his mother and sister to drug the red bean soup.

He was angry and shouted, but it didn't work at all. In the blink of an eye, he came to the beggar, and stared at him being carried to Layue's bed by the family, and then Layue drank the red bean soup, was stripped of his clothes and thrown on the bed.

The city roared in vain, trying to pull the two people who were entangled in one place, but they pounced on the air...... Then I saw with my own eyes that Layue was pregnant, how did her mother persuade Layue to live in the broken thatched house in the backyard of the Zhang family.

Then, he actually saw himself return to his hometown with Yueniang High School. It was a real high school, with good news and the holy decree of the imperial court, he saw himself in a broken thatched house, saying heartless words to Layue, who had a haggard face and a straight stomach, and the only bit of love in his heart disappeared without a trace with the ugly face of the woman in front of him.

Time is fleeting in this illusion, he has not had time to savor the joy of high school, in a blink of an eye, it has been ten winter wax moon, the house is full of joy, Juan Niang clumsily held her stomach, helping her mother with help, no one thought of the woman in the broken thatched house in the backyard.

Zhicheng glanced at himself in the illusion with disdain, and went straight to the thatched house in the backyard.

Layue hugged her belly, rolling back and forth on the straw, beads of sweat on her face fell like rain, she was about to give birth, Zhicheng hurriedly called someone, wanting to step forward to help her.

After passing through her body countless times, he finally gave up, and watched Layue bite a bunch of straw in pain for half the night. When the excitement in the house subsided, she gave birth to the child.

The child cried loudly, but after a while, the voice gradually became quieter, and blood continued to ooze from the straw under Layue...... She had a massive postpartum hemorrhage.

Zhicheng looked at Layue with tears in his eyes, first disgusted, with hateful eyes, and pushed the child aside. Soon after, he picked up the child again, then bit his finger and stuffed it into the child's mouth.

The thatched roof was broken with a small hole, and the moonlight and goose feather snow poured in through it, laying a snow-white layer on the ground. The blood under Layue's body gradually merged into a stream, flowing to that layer of snow white, dyeing the snow red.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, Layue is holding the child's body, gradually stiff and cold, the child sucking the mother's finger, a rice-grain-sized rouge mark between the eyebrows, blood red and blood-red, eye-catching.

With a flash of golden light in front of him, he saw the Golden Finger Master again.

"What is this?" To Jin Zhi's surprise, the city turned out to be extremely calm.

"It's Mrs. Zun's previous life."

The city was startled, "Past life? I thought...... It's all unreal. ”

Golden Finger smiled slightly, "The past, all sentient beings, are illusory, you can say this, it can be seen that there is indeed a Buddha fate." ”

"Yueniang in the previous life, since she is dead, how can she have this experience in this life?" Zhicheng frowned, puzzled, "Could it be Yueniang...... Was it reborn with the memories of his past life? ”

"Exactly. Zhang Shizhu, is there anything else you want to know? ”

Zhicheng wanted to speak for a long time, and finally smiled bitterly, and said to himself, "If she was like that in her previous life, what she did in this life is not exaggerated, the cause and effect are unhappy, and the city has no complaints." ”

He looked up, "But, what does the Golden Finger Master mean by crossing me?" How is the master going to cross me?"

The golden finger stretched out the golden middle finger of his right hand and pointed it at the tip of the right finger of the city, and the gold quickly spread throughout the middle finger of the city like dyeing, but in the blink of an eye, his middle finger also turned into a golden color.

Jin Zhixuan shouted a Buddha name, "My master enlightened me back then, and now I enlighten you again." From now on, you are the new Golden Finger Master in the world. ”

Zhicheng was stunned, and even learned to clasp his palms like golden fingers, and announced a Buddha call, "Amitabha, thank you for the master." ”

After saying that, he himself was taken aback, exclaimed, and woke up from his dream. The beggars around continued to talk and bask in the sun.

Zhicheng raised his right hand, looked at the golden finger, suddenly got up, circled the beggars, and got up and left.

Later, the Phoenix Temple came to a golden finger master, and the white peony in the garden bloomed at four o'clock, and it is rumored that the golden finger of the golden finger master was given.

The master cultivates to be profound, and he is best at breaking through the infatuated men and women, past and present lives, and right and wrong grievances that cannot be seen in the red dust.

There are those who love and hate and are in pain, and the good men and women who go to the Phoenix Temple to seek enlightenment, can only be recited by the Golden Finger Master to sleep with a Buddhist scripture...... When you wake up, you can let go of your knots and go away happily.

At the foot of Phoenix Mountain, the Phoenix Temple is famous for this.

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