"Mom, I'll come back to see you tomorrow." When I came back to the hotel, I took out my cell phone and called my mom.

"Ah, you are so busy at work, why do you do when you come back? Work hard and don't worry about your home all day long. I'm fine at home." Mom said on the other end of the phone.

I took a deep breath. If I go down to the underworld this time, I will probably not be able to come back. The person I am most reluctant to leave is my mother. I have no father since I was a child, so my mother brought me up step by step. If I really leave, I must go back and spend a few days with her.

"It's okay, I just miss you, I'll say that, I'll come back tomorrow." After that, I hung up the phone, flipped through the phone, and suddenly I saw Uncle Hu's phone number. I thought about it and called.

"Hey, Xiao Huizi, what's the matter?" Uncle Hu asked on the other side of the phone.

"It's nothing, I just miss you. How are you doing these days?" I felt quite happy when I heard Uncle Hu's voice.

When Uncle Hu entered the Potala Palace to be a monk, I didn’t quite understand why, but now I understand.

Uncle Hu used to be a cult, and there must be many people who have killed him, so he will naturally be retribution. However, when he walked into the Potala Palace and became a monk, ate vegetarian food and chanted Buddha's name, and recited scriptures all day long, he could repay evil retribution.

"You kid, don't think I don't know what's happening outside in the Potala Palace." Suddenly, Uncle Hu said on the other side of the phone: "I understand that you want to become Ksitigarbha King, do it well!"

"Um!"

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. It's so sad if I say too much. If I die in the future, we naturally don't have to look sad when we meet." Uncle Hu smiled and said, "Don't think too much about it yourself. In fact, this is a pretty good thing. You will become a Bodhisattva directly. We monks can't become Bodhisattvas even if you eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha all day long. You guys are lucky!"

"That's right." I said: "Uncle Hu, please rest early, there will always be a day of goodbye!"

"Um!"

After saying that, I hung up the phone, lay on the bed in the hotel, my head whispered, and became Ksitigarbha King. Although I understand that it is something that cannot be changed, and generally something that cannot be changed and will definitely happen, I will always think about it in a good way, but no matter whenever I think about it, I will always be able to calm down in my heart.

I fell asleep in a daze while lying on the bed. I woke up early the next morning and didn't dream. I slept very well this time.

When I walked to the window of the room, I looked at the spring weather outside, and felt a little better inexplicably. I took out the phone and called Brother Xiang.

"Hey, why are you calling me early in the morning?" Brother Xiang's voice was confused, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

"Brother, Tianyang is still drying his butt. Get up quickly and let's go back to his hometown." I said to him.

"Go back to my hometown, what are you doing?" But Brother Xiang seemed to understand and said in an instant: "Oh, okay, I'll put on my clothes right away. By the way, I need to call Sister Shangfan!"

I hesitated for a moment, shook my head and said, "Forget it!"

"Okay, I'll see you at the door of the station." After saying that, Brother Xiang hung up the phone there.

Actually, I didn’t have much luggage, and I packed up a few pieces of clothes in my backpack. I walked out of the hotel with my backpack.

Maybe God knows that I am in a bad mood, so I have such a good weather that makes me feel a little better.

I hired a taxi and told the taxi master about Chengdu Bus Station, and soon arrived at the station.

Brother Xiang was standing in the square at the gate of the station, with his hands in his pockets and a cigarette in his mouth. He saw that he looked like a bad boy. I walked over and kicked him in the butt and said, "Go, go home!"

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Every time I go back to Changshou, I have various feelings. Every time I go home in high school, the most obvious feeling is that there are more high-rise buildings in Changshou. When I came back in college, I felt much less and I often wonder where there are more ghosts.

Chinese people have a strong homesick complex, and few foreigners have this complex, but Chinese people are particularly obvious. Maybe this is my last time back.

"What are you thinking about? Let's go quickly." Brother Xiang pushed me and said.

"I didn't think anything about it. When I first graduated from high school, would you pick me up? It's right there? At that time, we were much more comfortable than now." I pointed to a place. It was when Brother Xiang came to pick me up after I graduated from high school, and it was also the first time I encountered ghosts.

I often think that although we were carefree all day long, I always felt that there was something missing in that way. My life only felt a little fun after I met ghosts.

I also began to know that ghosts are not scary. Every ghost actually has his own sad story behind it. Not every ghost wants to kill people, and not every evil ghost wants to become an evil ghost.

Perhaps, when I meet the face-to-face code in my senior year, that is the beginning of my life, that is the real turning point in my life, and that is also the starting point of everything, in my life, the beginning of all the joys and sorrows.

"You said, if we were not Mr. Yin and Yang, what would happen now?" I suddenly asked a question that I was strange to myself.

"What will happen?" Brother Xiang thought for a while and said, "Anyway, I will definitely not be doing well. Maybe I am working as a policeman in a small police station now, and I am scolded by my boss all day long, giving gifts for promotion and wealth!"

Brother Xiang continued, "But isn't that the life you like? The life of ordinary people is carefree!"

"It was." I shook my head and said, "I figured it out. We are not ordinary people at all. Why do we have to live an ordinary life? Just like letting us live that kind of life now, we will definitely not like it!"

"Okay, I'm going to become Ksitigarbha King. I'll search for everything I say." Brother Xiang said with a smile: "What do you want to do if you want so much? Just eat, drink and have fun. Life is short, so you need to enjoy it in time!"

While we were talking, we returned to Duzhou Town. Brother Xiang got off the car and told me, and then ran back to his house.

I walked towards my own house, but something interesting happened downstairs of my house. There was a stall downstairs of my house, full of animal furs and some drugs made of animals. At this time, an old man was shouting and selling.

Many neighbors were talking about it being too cruel and saying that they should take care of animals.

I suddenly remembered a video I saw on the Internet a few days ago. It was full of the production process of many mink coats. The animals were cruelly killed. A bunch of people under the video replied that it was too cruel and so on.

I just feel nothing. Actually, I don’t think it’s cruel. I’m even very glad that we humans can hunt them. From another perspective, if these animals came to hunt us, would they have such false compassion? They would kill us humans and bite us to death without hesitation. This is a society where the strong prey on the weak.

My Ksitigarbha’s compassion is only for my human race. I even think that the idea of ​​monks not killing is actually wrong. Isn’t it really a merit? If you don’t kill, countless people will kill you. Living Buddha Jigong and drinking will also achieve the body of a Bodhisattva. This shows that killing and becoming a Buddha have no effect at all.

My Ksitigarbha’s compassion is only for my human race, and this is my Ksitigarbha, no, my Chen Hui’s compassion.
Chapter completed!