In the small courtyard of the ancient city of Liuzhou, the Buddha light of the little boy's whole body was shattered, the big day Buddha wheel behind his head became more and more dim, and his thin little body began to shake. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The female ghost in the small courtyard left a line of tears in the corners of her eyes, she knew that the great god was going to fail, and she didn't have much time left, maybe the next moment, she would completely disappear from this world.

At this moment, a golden relic suddenly flew from the sky, and rushed into the little boy's mind under the surprised gaze of the gods. "Collapse!" Then a miracle appeared, and the fireflies suspended around the little boy's body bloomed from the light of the Buddha of compassion, turning into golden scripture characters, suspended around the little boy's body, and then his body was dyed a piece of gold, and a brilliant big day Buddha wheel appeared behind his head, with a scorching golden flame burning around his body, and a robe wrapped around the little boy's body, and he became a little monk.

The right hand was raised to the sky, and a 'swastika' golden character in the palm of his hand suddenly became larger, becoming a thousand zhang, flying into the heavenly dome, resisting the thunder of heavenly damnation in the sky, shining brightly.

"Shakya...."

Clang! Boom! … A huge bell rang, and a golden bell hung in the sky, this miracle, mortals could not see, only felt that the sky was bluer, the air was fresher, and the haze had dissipated.

Jizo King Bodhisattva: Om.......!

This is a Buddhist six-character proverb, and it is infinitely powerful. Directly stabilize the gradually collapsing yin and yang world.

Meng Po's eyes froze: "King Jizo has been resurrected!" ”

The roar of the sea gradually calmed down, and the boat on the bitter sea came out of the light film, and a green copper lamp swayed on the mast.

The ferryman in a black robe stood at the bow of the small boat and said to the female ghost: "You come up, I will send you to the other side!" ”

The gods bid farewell and watched the boat leave.

The tide blew again and again, the waves swelled on the sea, and the huge waves disappeared into the sea like an invisible hand pushing a small boat.

Meng Po God: "Bodhisattva, let's go......"

King Jizo: "Yes..."

Black and white impermanence opened the Yin and Yang Road, a dark path, the path appeared in the void, the gods entered the Yin and Yang Road, and suddenly a white fog was raised, and when the fog dissipated, the figures of the four gods disappeared into the small courtyard.

Donghai City, a small town in the mountain city, Feng Xiaoyu looked at the ghost list in his mind, and took out a golden brush and wrote two names on it.

Lord Meng Po and Jizo Bodhisattva.

"Two great gods, I have lit up the Destiny Star for you, and I have done what I can for you. You must bless me in hell. “

Feng Xiaoyu lifted the long hair in front of her forehead, held her little head and looked at the sky: I didn't get it, Meng Po God is actually a little Lori.....

Huaxia, a magnificent ancient temple in the mountains of Henan, after hundreds of years of vicissitudes, are planted on all sides are welcome pines, and there are one or two white cranes flying in the sky.

There is a chanting body in the ancient temple in the deep mountains, this is the holy land of Zen Buddhism in China, this ancient temple is called Shaolin!

As the saying goes, martial arts in the world come out of Shaolin, and Shaolin has always specialized in cultivating martial arts. It's just that with the changes of the times, Shaolin martial arts has now become a performance program for people to watch on the stage.

Outside the ancient Shaolin temple, a group of monks carried water while practicing their leg martial arts, walking on the trembling single-plank bridge, but the water in the bucket did not spill a drop.

A group of monks dragged the water load towards the ancient temple. Behind the monks, a little monk, riding an old electric car rushed to the ancient temple on the hillside, followed the monks up the mountain, did not follow a group of monks into Shaolin, but rode a car on a small road next to the ancient temple of Shaolin and rode over, a small temple appeared in front of the little monk.

The small temple is made of green bricks, with a green pine tree in front of the temple, and a total of three Buddhist halls and a Zen courtyard in the small courtyard, which is like ants and elephants compared to its neighbor Shaolin.

Speaking of these two temples are also related, the founder of the White Horse Temple and the current head of Shaolin are brothers, but later the two turned against each other, and the elder brother left the ancient temple and established this White Horse Temple next to it.

For more than 100 years, the two families have been fighting openly and secretly, and no one has given anyone a good look.

The little monk pushed the decayed wooden door and saw a large black shadow rushing towards him.

A big black wolf dog, barking at the little monk, kept howling, and ran around behind the little monk.

Xuanzang shouted at the three Buddhist halls: "Master? Master? I am back! ”

"Come in." I heard a neutral voice coming from the temple.

When the little monk heard the voice, he spread his legs and ran to the Zen monastery, only to see an old monk in a white robe drawing talismans.

"Master, why are you drawing Taoist talismans?"

Zhang Guo stopped the cinnabar pen in his hand, looked at the little apprentice in front of him and explained with a smile: "Stupid! Buddha is the way, and all different paths lead to the same end. And the Taoist spell is powerful, and it is even more convenient to use! ”

"Xuanzang, how many orders did you receive this time?"

Xuanzang: "Master, you are still smart, who heard that we are monks living in Shaosi Mountain, and immediately polite to me, this time I received a total of three businesses, Brother Erniu of Guojia Village had a ghost marriage last time and married a ghost wife, but now he is evil and has become crazy." There is also Sister Lan Lan from Niujia Village, since she came back from school last month, her whole person seems to have changed as if she is a different person, and her family's livestock have died mysteriously. The last one is a guy named Lu Yan, who has been pestering Guo Xiaomei, the daughter of the village chief of Guojia Village, all day long, and the old village chief wants us to teach this little gangster who has been pestering his daughter all day long. ”

"The monks who live in Shaosi Mountain are not necessarily monks, and the monks who live in Shaosi Mountain are not necessarily Shaolin."

Zhang Guo: "After these three orders of business are completed, you can earn at least more than 1,000 yuan." That's right! Xuanzang, how old is the daughter of the old village chief Guo this year? ”

"Master, Sister Xiaomei just turned sixteen years old this year, and she looks beautiful."

"Yes, it's a pity! You're only eight years old now, and if you're a little older, I can go and talk to the old village chief and match the two of you. ”

"Master, didn't you say that monks should abide by the rules and precepts and always be a single dog?"

"What era is it now, who is still like this, Master Yiye next door to us, he has now driven a Mercedes-Benz, and he has already bought a house in the county. Being a monk is just a job, and now everyone is only studying Buddhist thoughts, and people still have to live a normal life.

If you don't find a wife to inherit the lineage, your ancestors can crawl out of the grave and kill you, an unfilial son! ”