After the time of half a pillar of incense, a huge black carriage stood crookedly in the snowdrift, and the small half of the carriage was buried in the snowdrift, and the sound of bells continued to come out of it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Boss, the monk heard it right, there is really the sound of bells, but this blacksmith shop is really special, there are wheels but no doors, is it still a two-story building, it's really special!"

"You're so smart, it's a horse-drawn carriage, and you say it's a two-story building with a basement? Do you think I'm laughing, or laughing! ”

Dongfang Xiaoshu raised the corners of his mouth, and sneered in a praising and secretly derogatory manner, but his body ran towards the black carriage with a gust of wind, making the little monk Huizhi confused.

Dongfang Xiaoshu ran to the front of the carriage, rubbed his eyebrows with his right hand, then circled around the carriage, his ears were close to the deep depression where the carriage was smashed, and he reached out to pat the carriage, but Dongfang Xiaoshu suddenly frowned, and the outstretched hand retracted.

Then he beckoned to the little monk Huizhi and said:

"Monks should be compassionate, and Buddhism has a cloud: saving a person's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter."

"Little monk, how can you say that you are also a monk, although you also eat meat, now that someone is trapped in the carriage, you still don't help!"

"How, to help? He was still willing to save the monk, but the carriage was cast in fine iron, and the monk's hands couldn't cut it! ”

The little monk Huizhi frowned deeply, revealing a bitter gourd face, looking at his hands and saying, he didn't look like he was reaching out to help at all.

"I really doubt if you are a monk, and you still want to eat meat, dig, dig to the car door and chat with the people inside, maybe you can get a large sum of gold to redeem yourself!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu pointed to the snowdrift and said to the little monk Huizhi.

As soon as he heard sensitive words such as eating meat and redeeming gold, the little monk Huizhi rubbed his hands, blew a few breaths, and ran to the snowdrift with murderous energy.

……

"Hey, the people in the blacksmith shop are listening, the bell is smashing iron, and the monk can't sleep, can we stop for a while?"

The little monk Huizhi, whose face was covered with sweat, took off his hat, touched his bald head and face, pondered the wording for a while, and shouted loudly.

"Master, master, as soon as I hear your voice, I am a monk who has attained the Tao, compassion is in my heart, I am really sorry to make you noisy, the kid's blacksmith shop is not striking iron, but smashing the door, I don't know if the monk can raise his noble hand, there will be a good reward!"

Not long after the little monk Huizhi finished speaking, an anxious voice came from inside and said politely.

"Amitabha, the monks don't speak, I don't know how the donor asks the monk to raise his noble hand, and how the donor will be rewarded?"

The little monk Huizhi said with the intention of chatting, and even said sins and sins in his heart, but when he saw his hands that were still shaking and aching, he really had no desire to continue digging.

"Master, the kid knows that the master has no desires and no desires, and is dedicated to the Buddha, how about the kid being willing to fund the construction of a temple for the master, and only asking the master to clean up the snow and stones around the iron gate?"

The voice inside came out again, but there was already a little less anxious taste, and he said politely without slowness.

"The temple is too restrictive, and the monks like freedom and advocate an unfettered life."

"Giving help was done casually, but the donor's words aroused greed, and it seems that the monk is still unfinished, and the Buddha has been disappointed."

"The donor's words actually broke the monk's ten-year penance, ashamed, ashamed!"

The little monk Huizhi said casually, saying that he was like a pedantic idiot, but his eyes kept looking back and forth on the body.

"Master, really master, every moment can have an epiphany, as long as the master helps, after helping the kid get out of trouble, the kid immediately repairs a book, recommending the master to go to the Thousand Buddha Temple in Chang'an City to practice, how about it?"

"The journey is too far, the boat and car are tiring, it is estimated that the monk has broken before he arrives, it is better to practice freely, waiting for the call of the Buddha at any time!"

"Master, master, you want to help, the kid will give 10,000 gold, no, 100,000 gold, to repay the help of the master!"

"That's true!"

"It's true!"

But there is no evidence, how can the monk believe it? The donor came out to regret it, and the monk couldn't help it! ”

……

The time of the half-pillar incense passed.

"Master, how can you believe what the kid said?"

"The master can't get in now, the kid can't get out, and the big money kid doesn't have the ability to let the master see it!"

The voice inside said helplessly, and the tone was still polite and steady, but there was no trace of anxiety.

"As long as you are greedy, Lao Tzu has gold and silver, whether you are a dignified master or a noble lady with three chastity and nine spirits, Lao Tzu will smash it with gold and silver, and it will be smashed until the master is a mediocre person and a noble lady is ****."

"I've been trapped for so long, and I don't care if I stay a little longer, sooner or later I can't withstand the temptation of gold and silver!"

Li Yuangen shook his huge head, patted his stomach and thought about it, and even made a small song happily, and a slit of eyes drifted towards the door of the inner room from time to time, revealing a thick greed.

"Hey, why does it smell burnt?"

Li Yuangen subconsciously sniffed with his nose, and the greed in his slit eyes instantly receded, replaced by horror and panic, and a cold air appeared on his spine.

Li Yuangen hurriedly stood up, walked to the door of the inner room, and after confirming it again, he finally ran to the car door calmly, and said anxiously:

"Master, as long as the master helps the boy out, there are countless gold, silver, status, fame, and beauties, and the master will give whatever kid he wants, how?"

"There is not too much gold and silver, status, fame, and beautiful women all want, but now they can't get it, and they promise through the iron gate, like painting bread to satisfy hunger, and they can't satisfy hunger!"

"The monk has always used this method to comfort himself, but he didn't expect to meet a master-level figure, I am not alone, fortunately, fortunately!"

Seeing that he was sweating, the little monk Huizhi talked about most of the time of the incense, and he really didn't know what to say, so he looked back and saw the Dongfang Xiaoshu waving to him, so he hurriedly climbed out of the snowdrift.

"Boss, you are really like a god, the people inside not only promise countless gold, silver, but also status, fame, and beauty, but the wisdom of Buddhism is profound, no matter how he promises, the monk is calm and unmoved."

Dongfang Xiaoshu said to Huizhi who had just poked his head out, and said in a mocking but not ridiculous way:

"Virtue, the gold is piled up in front of you, and you have long forgotten who you are; The beauty is lying in front of you, it is estimated that you have already taken off your pants, human nature, and I am the same! ”