Weak in affinity talent? Female ghosts are eager to give hints.

"Long Ao! Wen Lan!"

"Make sure [Ye] wears this robe as much as possible!"

"I'm going to take a nap!"

(yes!)

Without hesitation about whether to play the memory CG, An Lan also realized the urgency of the situation and immediately chose to play the memory CG.

The memory of [the karma] is of utmost importance!

She is connected to the future of the entire [Shin-hidden Hermitage]... no! It's the future of the [Shin-hidden Temple]!

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"Subhuti! As you have said, the Tathagata well protects and cherishes all Bodhisattvas, and well entrusts them with important responsibilities..."

A light drizzle fell.

Jinshan sat alone in the well, his face pale, turning the prayer beads in one hand and slowly chanting scriptures.

Rainwater slid down his cheeks. Jinshan had lost one hand and one foot, but he remained coiled at the bottom of the well, like an old monk in deep meditation, his emotions stable.

"Waaah—"

"Waaah—"

Suddenly!

In the distance, at some unknown time, came the sound of a little girl crying.

Jinshan's hand trembled as he turned the prayer beads, as if he sensed something, and he looked up at the well opening.

Huang Lin...

Do not!

To be precise, it's now called Coptis chinensis!

Huang Lian, who had shaved his head and was now dressed in a monk's robe and hat, was holding a baby girl, looking at the bottom of the well with a complicated expression: "You... still won't tell me?"

Why are you doing this to yourself?

"Ho—"

"Whether she speaks up or not, in the end, she'll encounter..."

"It's only a matter of time!"

"This is her tribulation, and it's also my tribulation!"

"You! Then why didn't you say anything? If you had just said it, you wouldn't have had to do this..."

Huang Lian looked at Jin Shan with earnest words of advice, but Jin Shan simply smiled and said, "Her tribulation, if she encounters it, then it is her tribulation! If I speak of it, then I am inflicting this tribulation upon her!"

"you--"

"Do you regret saving us back then?"

"..."

Upon hearing this question, Jinshan at the bottom of the well fell silent for a moment.

After a short while, he smiled.

"If it were before, when you cut off my hand, I would have angrily said, 'You are beasts, stubborn and ignorant!'"

"But now..."

"I've figured it out..."

"Given the circumstances, even if I had to do it all over again, I would still save you!"

"The Buddha fed the eagle his own flesh... He knew that saving the eagle would surely harm him. But he still did it! That's the Buddha... allowing for all possibilities..."

"Even if the outcome is bad for me, I will still save you three eagles..."

"you--"

"You're such an idiot!"

Huang Lian held the baby girl, and for some reason, her eyes reddened and she cried.

"Is he an idiot?"

"..."

Jinshan laughed.

"Do you know why, out of the three of you, I only looked at you?"

Why?

"Because only in your eyes did I see remorse... How could I not save you when you wanted to repent?"

"I...I..."

"I'm so sorry... I..."

Huang Lian was sobbing uncontrollably: "I never expected things to come to this... Bi Lian, she's like she's possessed, bringing all sorts of people into the temple..."

"I..."

"Amitabha... Cause and effect are predetermined... We are also ascetics within the cycle of cause and effect..."

"This isn't your fault..."

"Waaah—"

"Waaah—"

Jinshan wanted to comfort Huanglian, but the baby girl in her arms started crying for no reason.

Jin Shan's calm expression faltered as he looked at the baby girl.

Huang Lian looked at the baby girl with a complicated expression, then suddenly found a rope, tied the baby up, and slowly lowered her towards the bottom of the well: "This child... you know what's going on without me saying it..."

"..."

Jinshan didn't speak, but just watched the baby girl land in front of him. He carefully held the baby in his arms with one arm, and a rare smile appeared on his usually calm face.

"Hehehe...hehehe..."

The baby girl looked at him, and for some reason stopped crying and started to smile.

"How ironic..."

"I..."

"Will you have children?"

"Bilian said... she wants you to see her... after all, this is your child... have you—have you thought about what to name this child?"

"A name?"

"Speaking of which, I remember my master's surname is Cheng, so I'll take the surname Cheng as well..."

"This child..."

"Let's name him Cheng Buhui!"

"I've never regretted saving you! I also hope that this child will never regret any of the things he does..."

"No regrets...no regrets..."

A one-armed monk, with one leg crossed, sits at the bottom of a well, rocking a baby girl in his arms—a scene that evokes a strange sadness.

Huang Lian stood at the well opening, covering her mouth and sobbing continuously.

"Hehe...hehehe..."

Cheng Buhui grinned foolishly. Jinshan looked at her and ruffled her hair: "Buhui...no matter what you become in the future, whether you become a girl outside, someone's wife, or just one of the masses..."

"Daddy..."

"We all hope that you can see clearly and not be swayed by lustful sights, hear clearly and not listen to angry words, smell clearly and not let food go to your nose, and speak steadily and not be arrogant. Your will can be firm, but not attached! Your senses can be clear, but not rigid!"

"Thus...the six senses are purified, and the six precepts are clearly observed!"

"Snoring..."

"Snoring..."

Under Jinshan's nagging, Cheng Buhui actually fell asleep snoring.

"You little sleepyhead...just like me when I was a kid, you fall asleep as soon as you hear chanting..."

"Hahaha--"

"Hahaha--"

Holding the baby girl, Jinshan gazed at her for an unknown amount of time before finally looking at Huang Lin above him, his expression gradually darkening: "Huang Lin! I've never asked you for anything..."

"But today... I only ask one thing of you!"

"you..."

"you say!"

"Please take good care of Bu Hui! If possible, send her out of the temple! She should live a healthy and happy life... instead of being dragged into this 'Formless' struggle!"

"good--"

Under the moonlight, Huang Lian looked at the mother and daughter deep inside the well and nodded heavily.

Just like that desperate rainy night, the expression on Jinshan's face when he looked at himself...

【...】

"hiss..."

"turn out to be..."

"No regrets! Is that what you mean?"

Looking back at the memories in her mind, An Lan thought that was the end of it!

Unexpectedly, after a brief period of darkness, another scene flickered.

"Tick-tock...tick-tock..."

A light drizzle was falling.

In Liaoye's meditation room, Huanglian was mending Liaoye's robe, her face serene and happy.

Behind her, "Liaoye" clung to her arm, leaning against her back with a sweet expression: "Aunt Huanglian, why...why are you so good to me?"

"because..."

"Because I like not having regrets..."

"Really?"

"But...why doesn't the host like me?"

"This... her..."

Huang Lian paused in her sewing, pursing her lips. "Because...her six senses aren't pure enough..."

"Is that so?"

Liaoye scratched his head, looking puzzled.

Huang Lian smiled, handed the sewn clothes to Liao Ye, then stood up and looked at the rain falling outside: "Remember! You'll have to sew your own clothes from now on..."

"Also... I might go out tonight... so please don't fall asleep while chanting scriptures next time—"

"Um!"

"Aunt Huanglian... I'm waiting for you to come back! When you come back, we'll play 'Red Light, Green Light' again..."

"good--"

Huang Lian gave Ye a deep look, then suddenly hugged him. Under Ye's puzzled gaze, she walked out of the meditation room and closed the door.

rain...

It's still raining heavily.

Huanglian didn't leave; her gentle gaze gradually turned cold.

She watched as Ye lay asleep on the bed, and then watched a group of nuns go to the "sacrifice meditation room," where they danced seductively.

"For almost twenty years..."

"I send Bu Hui away time and time again, and you bring her back time and time again..."

"Lan Bilian, oh Lan Bilian!"

"Do you think I don't know what you're up to?"

"You...isn't the malevolent 'Formless Buddha' enough for you? You actually want to sacrifice your own daughter to the 'Formless Buddha'?!"

"You have no heart!!!"

"You have no heart at all!!!"

"Damn it..."

"I'm going to ruin your plan! As long as... as long as Jinshan Shan's body is pulled out of its karmic entanglement... a father will protect his daughter, and good... will also fight evil..."

"No regrets...no regrets...I promised your father I would protect you!"

"Clatter—"

She tossed the sachet from her bosom into the rainy night, and with one step, Huanglian entered the realm of "karmic obstacles"...

She gazed at the forest path, its roots tangled and shrouded in red mist, and walked in without hesitation!

To her surprise, there were no bones along the forest path. She continued until she reached a well, over which a rope was already hanging. She slid down the rope and began searching the well with her eyes...

"A severed hand..."

"A severed hand..."

"Logically speaking, when Jinshan activated the [Formless Buddha] ability, the severed hand disappeared after being cut off and would reappear in the corresponding well... his hand..."

"Rustling sound—"

Just as Huanglian was searching diligently, the rope hanging at the wellhead was suddenly pulled out of the well by someone!

"Who?!"

"Who is it?!"

Huang Lian hurriedly ran down to the well, but saw no one, only a cold, stern voice: "Huang Lian! You've crossed the line!!!"

"you--"

"you!!!"

"Buzzing—"

"Buzzing—"

It seems someone outside is awakening the industry!

Around Huanglian, soil began to cover the bottom of the well, and she was being quickly buried by the soil.

Huanglian tried to run, but by the time she reached the bottom of the well, her legs were buried in the soil, leaving only half of her body above ground! The well opening... gradually changed from an open shape to a sealed cement seal...

Her fingers gripped the well wall tightly, trying to get out!

Can!

My breathing just got more and more rapid!

His fingers kept scratching and scratching, leaving bloody furrows on the well wall...

Huanglian was almost out of breath...

The only thing still flashing in her mind was the sentence that Liaoye had said to her while lying on the bed: "Aunt Huanglian, I'll wait for you to come back, and then we'll play 'Three, Two, One, Freeze' again—"

"【Three, two, one】...【Red Light, Green Light】..."

"Three, two, one... Freeze!"

Scenes from He Liaoye gradually flashed through my mind.

The slogans Huang Lian was shouting gradually became distorted: "***...***...***...***!"

"Uh...uh..."

No regrets...

"No regrets—!!!"

At this moment, just like at that time, Huanglian, like the helpless Jinshan back then, looked desperately at the well opening. But...like Jinshan back then, she had no regrets about this action!