Three girlfriends traveled through ancient times and killed people

Inside the temple, a man closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and knelt devoutly in front of the Buddha statue.

He held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and chanted: "Prajnaparamita, Prajnaparamita, emptiness is form, form is emptiness."

At this time, the abbot slowly came over and said softly: "Xukong, go down the mountain!"

The man called Void opened his eyes, turned to look at the abbot, and asked in confusion: "Master, why did you ask me to go down the mountain?"

The abbot held up his staff and said earnestly, "It's time for you to return to secular life."

"Return to secular life?" the man muttered to himself.

Thirty years ago, he was only eighteen years old.

During that time, he had the same dream every night.

In his dream, he transformed into an ancient general, leading his men to fight the enemy in battle and making many military achievements.

However, fate is unpredictable, people make mistakes and horses stumble, and he eventually died on the battlefield.

There was another woman in the dream.

For thirty years, he had the same dream every night, unable to sleep and often suffering from unbearable heart palpitations.

So he came to this temple and sought the abbot's method of interpreting his dreams.

The abbot said that was his previous life and her previous life was a general.

Because there are unfulfilled wishes, a trace of memory of the previous life is still retained after reincarnation.

If you want to stop being trapped by dreams, you have to stay with the green lamp and ancient Buddha.

He shaved his head, became a monk, and has been in this temple for thirty years.

For the past thirty years, he had the same dream every day. In the dream, there was a woman who always cried and said to him, "I'll wait for you to come back..."

He didn't know who this woman was, but every time he woke up, he always felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

He thought that he would be with the ancient Buddha and the green lamp for the rest of his life, but unexpectedly the abbot asked him to go down the mountain.

He asked in confusion: "Master, I have been practicing here for many years, why do I have to go down the mountain?"

The abbot smiled and replied: "Although you have left home, you still have concerns in your heart. Your worldly ties have not yet been resolved. Going down the mountain may help you solve the mystery in your heart."

After hearing what the abbot said, he had an idea and decided to follow the abbot's arrangements.

The next day, he packed his luggage and prepared to go down the mountain.

Before leaving, he came to the abbot again and asked, "Master, where is my earthly destiny?"

The abbot looked at the Buddha statue and said slowly: "Go eastwards and don't look back, then you will see your destiny."

He nodded and said, "Zhifan bids farewell to the Master." After bidding farewell to the abbot, Yi Zhifan set out on the journey down the mountain.

His real name is Yi Zhifan and he is from City A.

In the first few years after he went up the mountain, his mother and brother came to persuade him to leave, but he had already made up his mind and refused to come down the mountain.

Time flies. Thirty years have passed and he has lost contact with the outside world.

That day, he walked eastward along the mountain road, feeling both excited and nervous.

He didn't know what was waiting for him ahead, nor was he sure whether he could find the woman of his dreams.

However, he firmly believed that as long as he followed his heart, he would find the answer.

Yi Zhifan went down the mountain and headed east. He ate steamed buns when he was hungry and drank water when he was thirsty.

Having had no contact with the outside world for thirty years, he is almost out of touch with society.

The scorching sun baked the earth mercilessly.

When he finally reached the foot of the mountain, he discovered that the place was extremely remote and he couldn't even get a taxi.

I can only grit my teeth and keep moving forward.

Yi Zhifan saw a car along the way and quickly reached out to stop it.

The car was driven by Liao Yan, and in the car were Li Yan, Liao Yunfang and Yi Shuihan.

It turned out that Yi Shuihan had been in the modern era for three days, and now it was time to return to ancient times.

After all, the speed at which time passes in modern times is different from that in ancient times. One day here is equivalent to ten days in ancient times, which means that he has been away from ancient times for a month.

Liao Yan noticed a monk in front of him trying to stop the car, so he slowly stopped the car and rolled down the window to ask, "Master, what can I do for you?"

Yi Zhifan replied politely, "Thank you for your courtesy. I just came down from the mountain and couldn't get a taxi. I wonder if I can take a ride with you?"

At this time, Yi Shuihan, who was sitting in the back seat, couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart after hearing Yi Zhifan's voice.

He felt that the voice seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before. "This voice... sounds like my father!" Yi Shuihan said to himself.

Liao Yunfang asked curiously: "Your father? How is that possible?"

Yi Shuihan shook his head and explained: "Yes, my father has passed away for many years. Maybe it's just the voice that is similar."

The thought only flashed through his mind. His father had been dead for more than ten years. He had died on the battlefield, and in front of him. In the end, he was the one who collected his father's body, and his ashes were still enshrined in his family's ancestral hall.

Liao Yan was sitting in the car, so he naturally heard the conversation between Yi Shuihan and Liao Yunfang. He couldn't help but look at the monk standing outside the car window.

He was surprised to find that this monk looked extremely similar to Yi Shuihan, as if they were carved from the same mold.

The only difference is that one looks younger and the other older.

Thinking of what Yi Shuihan had just said, Liao Yan couldn't help but wonder secretly, could this monk be Yi Shuihan's descendant?

Thinking of this, a strong curiosity surged in his heart.

So Liao Yan asked, "Master, where are you going?"

Yi Zhifan put his hands together and answered politely, "I don't know where I should go. Today I have returned to secular life, and my master told me that my earthly ties have not yet been resolved, so he told me to head east after I get down the mountain, saying that this way I will meet my destined person."

Liao Yan thought to himself, if that's the case, why not invite him to get in the car and go along, to see how Yi Shuihan would react when he saw this monk.

Thinking of this, Liao Yan said enthusiastically: "Master, if you don't mind, you can get in the car and we can walk together for a while."

After hearing this, Yi Zhifan showed gratitude on his face and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, benefactor." Then he opened the back door and prepared to get in.

Just after he got in the car, he suddenly saw Yi Shuihan sitting in the car, and their eyes met instantly.

Yi Shuihan widened his eyes, looking at the person in front of him in disbelief, and couldn't help but shouting, "Father?" This person not only had the same body and voice as his father, but also looked exactly the same.

Are there really so many coincidences in this world?

However, it was not only Yi Shuihan who was surprised, Yi Zhifan was equally shocked.

He found that the person in the car was almost exactly like him.

"Who are you? Why do you call me father?" The woman in ancient costume whose face he couldn't see clearly in his dream suddenly appeared in Yi Zhifan's mind.

What kind of connection exists between her and this man?

The abbot once said that the dream was his previous life.

But now, he met someone here who looked exactly like him.

Yi Zhifan felt his thoughts becoming confused, as if countless questions were circling in his mind, making it impossible for him to sort things out.

One head and two big.