"Master Fang Xiu, you, you…"
Huang Lei was stunned.
Fang Xiu was holding a dog with gray fur in his hands. There seemed to be some blood on its head.
Wasn't this the dog that Lin Kaiping was talking about? Didn't they say that they were chasing after human traffickers? Why would he appear here?
Three questions arose in Huang Lei's mind.
"Amitabha. It's a matter of loyalty to others. Don't ask about this. Take me to Lin Kaiping first…"
Fang Xiu's expression was neither happy nor sad as he looked at Huang Lei and spoke indifferently.
"Oh, okay!"
Huang Lei quickly nodded." Master Fang Xiu already knows about Lin Xiaoyu?”
He turned around and said as he led the way.
" Da Hui has already told me that Lin Xiaoyu was kidnapped. Unfortunately, there's nothing we can do to save her life…"
Fang Xiu sighed. He had a compassionate expression on his face. The prayer beads in his hand emitted a peaceful aura, making him look even more otherworldly.
It was as if he had turned into a beacon of light in the dark night.
Huang Lei's heart skipped a beat. He turned his head in surprise to look at the dog's corpse in Fang Xiu's arms. He didn't expect that before the dog died, it would actually know how to go to the mountains and ask Fang Xiu's master to come down.
He was truly loyal.
Huang Lei couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Many people raised dogs, perhaps just to guard their homes, but to dogs, their owners were their whole world.
And this time, the big gray dog paid with its life.
Unknowingly, the corners of Huang Lei's eyes were slightly moist. He was touched, but also heartbroken.
"Amitabha. It seems that you are also a person of temperament. All karma is determined by the heavens. This is its fate and fate…"
Fang Xiu, who was walking at the back, seemed to have sensed something and spoke indifferently. At the same time, a peaceful aura gradually spread out from the prayer beads in his hand.
Huang Lei, who was walking in front, also felt that reassuring aura. Unknowingly, the sadness and anxiety in his heart faded a lot.
"Thank you for your advice, Master Fang Xiu…"
Huang Lei's eyes were filled with admiration.
Soon, Huang Lei brought Fang Xiu to the village entrance. The people from the mushroom house had not left, and some villagers were still there. Lin Kaiping's face was full of tears, and he seemed to be exhausted.
"You're back! Huang Lei had returned with Fang Xiu's master!”
Peng Yuchang, who was wearing a baseball cap, had been watching the direction Huang Lei had left. When he saw him return, he couldn't help but shout.
Lan Sheng followed Peng Yuchang's gaze and looked over. As expected, Huang Lei was walking over from afar.
Behind Huang Lei, a petite figure followed him at a moderate pace.
However, when they got closer, Lan Sheng could not help but widen his eyes.
He saw a bald young monk in white monk robes walking over with a gray dog in his arms.
"Big Grey? Big Grey?"
The dispirited Lin Kaiping suddenly shouted and ran towards Fang Xiu.
The nearby villagers also started to stir.
"Isn't this the young monk from One Spring Temple? Why did he go down the mountain? And he was carrying Lin Fan's dog?”
"What happened? Where did that old monk go? It seems like I haven't seen the old monk come down the mountain for a long time…"
" This child is really strong. The big gray dog at Lin kid's house is at least 20 to 30 pounds. He actually carried it over so easily…"
The villagers continued to whisper, but Fang Xiu acted as if he did not hear them. He only muttered a Buddhist proclamation and then said with some compassion,
"Amitabha. Patron, please accept my condolences…"
In his eyes, the soul of the big gray dog was surrounding Lin Kaiping's feet, constantly wagging its tail.
Except, no one else could see it.
Lin Kaiping took Da Hui's body from Fang Xiu's hands. Tears welled up in his red eyes again.
"Thank you, thank you for deliberately sending it back…"
With a thud, Lin Kaiping knelt on the ground powerlessly. He hugged Da Hui's body and cried bitterly.
"Amitabha…"
Fang Xiu muttered indifferently. Then, the Heart Sutra slowly came out of his mouth.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after practicing the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time, he saw that the five skandhas were empty and transcended all suffering.
The color of the Buddha's relic is not different from the emptiness, and the emptiness is not different from the color. The color is the emptiness, and the emptiness is the color. The same is true of the perception, action and consciousness.
The sarira is the void of all dharma. It is neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing…"
His ethereal voice echoed in the night sky. In an instant, almost everyone could not help but fall silent.
Lan Sheng, who was standing near Peng Yuchang, stared at Fang Xiu, his eyes filled with curiosity and surprise.
He was curious as to why Huang Lei and Peng Yuchang admired this little monk so much. He was also curious as to why the sound of chanting scriptures had such a strong influence.
Unknowingly, she fell into a magical state. Her entire body felt warm, as if she was bathing in the spring breeze.
The prayer beads in Fang Xiu's hand spun continuously, and a peaceful aura accompanied the Buddhist scriptures as they spiraled in the air.
Even the mischievous Little H stood quietly beside Huang Lei, listening to his chanting with some infatuation.
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