"Change your destiny against the will of heaven? Live a new life?"

Zhu Sixing's eyes were burning. Who would want to die if he could live?

In this life, he lived for twenty-three years because he fell in love with a woman by mistake. His great youth did not lead to a future, so he turned into a soul by accident.

In this life, my grandmother was old and had no one to support her, but he... stayed away from home and went out to seek a living. In the end, his soul returned to his hometown, and his grandmother was still lonely.

"good..."

Zhang Qingyun doesn't know what Zhu Sixing is thinking. The world is unfair, good and evil are reversed, innocent people have no good endings, and hateful people are still free. Although the person Zhu Sixing killed has been punished, the mistake is still a mistake, and it still happened: "You can be resurrected

, however... you will remain anonymous forever. You can take care of your grandmother and provide for her until her death."

"Resurrection..."

Zhu Sixing smiled bitterly, "A man living in this world means fame and wealth, and his reputation will be passed down through the ages. I know that I am a small person, just like a wave in the sea, passing away with the wind, and there will never be another wave again."

Zhu Sixing raised his head and said sincerely: "Thank you, Taoist Priest, for taking me to see my grandma... It's just..."

Zhu Sixing's tone was firm: "Everything in this world has already been determined. For me to be resurrected, it will harm the Taoist priest's merits and virtues. I don't want to be a selfish villain. My grandma..."

"Since it is destined by God, then everything has its own cause and effect in the past and present lives. The prosperity, wealth, poverty and hardship in this life are all determined by its own cause and effect. Why should we change it?"

Zhu Sixing sighed slightly: "In this case, I'd better reincarnate."

Zhang Qingyun was stunned. Zhang Qingyun had never seen Zhu Sixing before, and he didn't expect to know so many truths. Since Zhang Qingyun planned to take action, he was fully confident.

Does heavenly punishment harm merit?

Since he chose to take action, Zhang Qingyun didn't care.

Zhu Sixing turned down the opportunity to be resurrected like this?

"Are you sure?"

This is the first time that Zhang Qingyun takes the initiative to change fate and change cause and effect. It can be said that no one can give up the chance of living.

An ant is still living an ignoble existence, and it is better to die than live. Zhu Sixing...has he seen through life, or is there another reason?

"Taoist priest..."

Zhu Sixing was a little cautious just now. After all, he was a ghost and was instinctively afraid of monks. The breath of monks made him tremble. But that cup of tea made Zhu Sixing's soul return to its original state, which was extraordinary.

Standing in front of Zhang Qingyun, Zhu Sixing looked confused: "I want to say... I'm tired, do you believe it?"

I'm tired, do you believe it?

Zhang Qingyun can't remember how many times he has heard this kind of thing. After all, he has experienced it himself: "I believe it. Tell me your story."

"I don't have any story."

Zhu Sixing said quietly: "My father passed away when I was a child. My mother went to borrow farm tools from a neighbor's house and never came back. At that time, my grandmother cried all day long and gritted her teeth to make money to support me."

"I thought at that time, if my mother didn't leave, would I be happy?"

There was no hatred in Zhu Sixing's eyes, just confusion: "I have been thinking hard for more than ten years, and the final result is... but not. Later, I began to read some books and understood a truth that everyone's

The choice is actually destined. Everything that everyone experiences cannot be changed."

"People live one life to repay debts from their previous lives. I am reborn now and can support my grandma, but it will be difficult for my grandma to be perfect in her previous life and this life. In the future, because she is not perfect, her life will not be perfect either."

Zhu Sixing lowered his head and said in a soft voice: "Before, I still doubted whether people have past lives, present lives, and afterlife. Now that I am like this, I choose to believe it. I can't let grandma delay the afterlife because of my selfishness. This life

If you are poor, you may be happy and healthy in the next life. If because of my selfishness, grandma who was originally happy and healthy in the next life will become poor and miserable again, this is a karmic sin."

Zhang Qingyun was touched by this. Zhu Sixing's inner thoughts actually contained the great truth. Zhang Qingyun was quite moved. People with such talents were his criteria for accepting disciples.

It’s just that Zhu Sixing has already made his choice, Zhang Qingyun cannot forcefully resurrect him. What Zhu Sixing said is very reasonable, and the cycle of heaven is also like this: "It is a simple and superficial person who thinks he is right."

Isn't it the evaluation of the past life, present life and the next life, and will eventually lead to the beginning of reincarnation?

He practiced cultivation by himself, but he misunderstood the most basic rules of heaven and earth, which was really wrong. Inexplicably, his Taoist heart palpitated, and his cultivation realm slowly improved. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Qingyun seemed to see through himself.

Da Luo realm reached its peak.

Cultivation is a matter of opportunity. When the opportunity arrives and your state of mind improves, your cultivation will naturally come naturally.

Looking at Zhu Sixing again, he was kind to him for his enlightenment, but at the same time, it was also the feedback he got from helping him because he felt that the world was unfair and good and evil were reversed.

"Taoist priest..."

Zhu Sixing looked towards his hometown: "If you can, send me to reincarnation. I'm afraid...if I delay even one second, I will regret it."

At that time, his grandma... it was his greatest wish to serve her and take care of her until she died. Whether he was happy or not, he had never considered before.

It's just that he understands that the afterlife is equally important...

Zhang Qingyun sighed slightly, only practitioners can understand that the sins and merits of this life will be reflected in the next life. Zhu Sixing also felt unbearable. The old lady was lonely all her life. As a relative, this is a natural reaction.

Just like a practitioner who finally gave up the world for the sake of the Tao in his heart... Zhu Sixing was enlightened, but he didn't summarize it and didn't get his own results.

If Zhu Sixing were a practitioner, this realization would bring his state of mind to a certain height.

"That's okay..."

The person involved has to choose reincarnation, so he can only do it.

With a thought, he opened the gate of hell. Zhang Qingyun said: "I can only open the gate of hell. You need to walk the rest of the way by yourself."

Standing in front of the gate of hell, Zhu Sixing cupped his fists and saluted, turned around and walked inside.

The gate of hell slowly closed, and Zhang Qingyun couldn't calm down in his heart for a long time... Even though he had enlightened and improved his cultivation level, it was still a big improvement, and Zhang Qingyun still felt depressed inside.

With a thought in his mind, Zhang Qingyun walked out of the Taoist temple and walked on the street at midnight.

It was deserted and deserted, with not a soul in sight.

Walking slowly onto a bridge, this bridge has been open to traffic for a long time. It used to be the dividing line between the urban area and the suburbs. Now the north of the bridge is also an urban area, and it will be very prosperous in the future.

There was a car on the road with dazzling headlights. Zhang Qingyun frowned and didn't look much. The car was parked on the right, and he was also walking on the right, but one was walking south and the other was walking north.

The car stopped on the bridge. There were four young people in the car. Two of them leaned out of the car: "Beauty, do you want to take a car? Did you have a fight with your family? Do you want to take you back?"

There seemed to be someone on the side of the car, but they were blocked by the car and could not see what was going on there.

Perhaps because he was rejected, the car slowly left. The moment the car left, Zhang Qingyun turned around and looked. A woman with black hair like clouds, a tall and well-proportioned figure, wearing a red cheongsam, was facing the river, with a

A suitcase.

After a pause, Zhang Qingyun continued walking forward: "It's really interesting. I've never encountered it before... I finally met it today."

This is not a person...but...

A ghost!

This ghost had its back to Zhang Qingyun. It looked muddleheaded and had no sinister aura.

This is very strange. Even a wandering soul will have its own evil spirit, but this female ghost does not have any evil spirit in her body. If her memory is good, Zhang Qingyun remembers that when he was a child, this place

The bridge does not exist yet.

At that time, there was an asphalt road in the south of the Yangtze River, and there were dense woods south and north of the Yangtze River.

In the woods, a woman once died... The memory is too long, Zhang Qingyun only vaguely remembers that this woman was in a black car, and the driver of the black car had malicious intentions. In the woods, he killed the woman...

.

The phosphate fertilizer bag was filled with soil, tied to the woman's body and sank to the bottom of the river. Three months later, she was pulled ashore by a middle-aged fisherman... Zhang Qingyun was still young at the time. He remembered that after the bridge was built, there were still people asking him to

Master Yunsheng's method.

He remembered that his master once said that for some reason, this woman should not look at her too much or say hello when he sees her in the future. This woman hates men, but she will not hurt others.

At that time, Zhang Qingyun was young and could not understand... More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. In Zhang Qingyun's previous life, he has never seen this Ah Piao in his memory... I have never felt the evil spirit when I walked here before.

spirit.

today...

Look at the sky, the full moon is in the sky, it turns out that it’s the Mid-Autumn Festival again... In my memory, this female ghost’s hometown is far away from here. Looking at it again, Zhang Qingyun suddenly realized that the female ghost had a peach wood sword stuck in the back of her head.

There are also three nails on the back: "How cruel!"

Not only did it take the woman's life, but her soul was also crucified. She could only suffer within a few hundred meters of her surroundings and could not walk away... No wonder the master said back then: "I don't have enough magic power to help her summon her soul and send her home."

"It seems that the black car driver back then also knew some magic..."

It's just that the driver of the illegal car has paid his life long ago. This may be because the female ghost has no evil spirit in her body. Now she just misses her hometown and appears on August 15th.

"It's transcended..."

As a cultivator, Zhang Qingyun had to take action: "Although it won't hurt anyone if you appear here, it would be bad if you scare them."

Just as they were about to pass, the car that had already moved dozens of meters away began to reverse. The car's taillights were at the same level as the female ghost. Two young men poked their heads out of the car: "Hey, don't worry about it. Are you having trouble with your family?"

, it’s not safe for you to be here alone in the middle of the night.”

There are no street lights on this bridge now, and it is dark in the middle of winter. A grown man would feel nervous walking here in the middle of the night. Obviously, these people are kind-hearted: "Beauty, do you want to take a car..."

However, the beauty in their eyes seemed not to hear it and did not move at all. The young man sitting in the back seat reached out and patted the female ghost's arm...

The skin of the female ghost's arms is delicate, and the young man felt a little cold at the first moment. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather here is not cold yet, so the arms should not be so cold.

He didn't think much about it. After patting the female ghost's arm, the female ghost finally responded. She slowly turned her head and said, "Are you calling me?"
To be continued...