No. 803, a spineless master!

Yanjing. Lingyun Temple.

Lingyun Temple is not a temple with strong incense, but as long as it is a temple, and it is a temple in Yanjing, the monks in the temple will not have too much hard work.

As people become more and more greedy and their hearts become more and more lonely, there are more and more people who seek children, wealth, health, marriage, lovers, and women. Even some of the big stars who stand on the stage and shine are no exception.

Today, a guest of honor came to Lingyun Temple.

The big star Tang Zhong came to the Lingxin Temple in a low-key manner, burned incense and worshiped the Buddha, and made a good wish that the country and the people would not be able to afford the disaster, and the wisdom of the sea would be auspicious, so he donated a thick stack of Huaxia coins to the merit box next to him, and said to the little monk with bright eyes: "I want to see your master Yuantong." ”

"See Master Yuantong?" The little monk still maintains a natural stunned image with his eyes wide open. Lingyun Temple is not a big temple, and there are few rich people who come in. There are often people in the temple who donate money, but there are few people who donate money in layers like this. Seeing that the eyes of money are open, the Buddha is no exception, let alone this little monk who has not yet started?

While he scolded Tang Zhong for being stupid in his heart, he also prayed that there would be more and more such fools, so that their bonuses would be more generous this month.

"Why did you see our Yuantong Master?" The little monk thanked Tang Zhong for his donation and asked out loud. "Is it asking for a signature or solving a puzzle?"

"I studied Buddhism as a child, and I read the scriptures more familiarly. I heard that Master Yuantong's Buddhism is mysterious, and I came to learn from him. Tang Zhong said. Coming from afar, I am sincere, and I will be introduced to the trouble master. ”

"I'll go and tell you something. Whether it succeeds or not depends on your fate. The little monk said.

"I think we'll be fated to do so." Tang Zhong said with a smile. As he spoke, he very neatly stuffed a handful of banknotes into the little monk's hand.

"Buddha promotes destined people." The little monk laughed so hard that his mouth couldn't close it. This stupid thing is so cute.

"Buddha loves rich people." Tang Zhong also laughed, and secretly answered in his heart.

Sure enough, after a few minutes of effort, the little monk walked out quickly, and said with a happy expression: "Donor, please inside." ”

"Thank you." Tang thanked him and walked inside after the little monk.

A little old man in a green shirt also got up and followed carelessly, not being noticed by the little monk.

"Wait a minute." The little monk motioned for Tang Zhong to stay, and then he gently pushed open a wooden door and said, "Master, the guest is here." ”

"Invite him in." A deep and loud man's voice came from inside.

"Please." The little monk was invited on the side.

Tang Zhong thanked the little monk, and then walked into Master Yuantong's meditation room.

Master Yuantong is the west hall of Lingyun Temple. The status of the West Hall is second only to the first one, and he has the responsibility of educating the monks and preaching and teaching. Although he is at the top of the class, he leads by example everywhere, just like an ordinary participant.

After Tang Zhong entered the meditation room, he didn't greet or salute, but just smiled and looked at the middle-aged monk who was wearing a cyan monk's robe and sitting cross-legged and fell into a state of calm.

Bald head, round face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

This face is deceptive, capable of confusing countless deranged believers.

The middle-aged monk may have been waiting impatiently, opened his eyes and asked, "What do you want to ask?" ”

"Ask if we're fated." Tang Zhong said with a smile, sitting directly on the wooden chair opposite Master Yuantong.

Master Yuantong looked at Tang Chong and said, "Why do you ask this?" ”

"As soon as I saw the master, I felt very kind, as if it was a lost Zhu butcher in our village many years ago. Zhu Butcher is a good hand at killing pigs, the white and red knives go in, the white knives come out, and the pigs will die after tossing for a while. Moreover, Zhu Butcher was very kind to me, and every time he saw a good one, he would throw me a piece of pork belly or pig intestine from his meat basket for me to take back to improve my life. I didn't eat less of his pork when I was a kid. ”

"Amitabha." Master Yuantong clasped his hands together and called the Buddha's name. "Sin, sin, sin. I think the donor must have recognized the wrong person. I have never killed a pig, nor have I done such a bloody thing. The monks are compassionate. ”

"How is it that killing pigs is bloody? If there were no butchers in this world, how would you be able to eat meatballs? How can you eat fried fat sausage with sauerkraut? How do you eat sweet and sour pork ribs? ”

"Didn't the donor come to Yuantong to talk about the Buddhist scriptures?"

"I'm talking to you about the Buddhist scriptures right now." Tang Zhong said. "Jigong Living Buddha has said that wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart. At the beginning, Jigong Living Buddha liked to eat chicken butt and roast pork leg most - if there were no butchers in this world, where did the living Buddha's roasted pork leg come from? Could it be that pigs pluck their own feathers and disembowel themselves and then jump on the fire to roast them? Don't forget to dig wells, how can you scold the butcher for being bloody after eating pork? ”

"Donor, the world only remembers the sentence of Jigong Living Buddha 'wine and meat pass through the heart of the Buddha', but they don't know that there is a more important sentence below him: If the world learns from me, it is like entering the devil's way. All things have spirits, whether they are born or enter the world, they should still be cherished with compassion. ”

"So, pigs can't be killed?"

"You can't kill it."

"What about people?"

"You're looking for trouble, aren't you?" Master Yuantong glared and scolded.

Tang Zhong was inexplicably surprised and said, "Master, how can you scold people?" ”

"I'm scolding you." Master Yuantong jumped up from the top of the futon. "It's obviously a big-tailed wolf, what kind of little white sheep is in front of Uncle Ben? You are Tang Chong, Tang Chong, who is tired of killing people but does not see blood, do you think I don't know? ”

"The Master knows me?" Tang Zhong asked with a smile.

"Of course I do." Master Yuantong said with a sneer. "I originally knew that I was supposed to be a dead man, but I didn't expect you to be alive now. Since you've come to me, it proves that Minghui has relented, right? ”

"Who are you?" Tang Zhong asked.

"My wife." Master Yuantong said as a matter of course.

"Isn't it forbidden for a monk to get married?" Tang Zhong said.

"Shall a man not kill a man, and I will not kill him?" Master Yuantong sneered. "Besides, I became a monk just to hide my true identity, so that they couldn't think that a monk would also do those murderous things. Otherwise, who wants to eat that pale green vegetable porridge all day long? You have to drink secretly, and you can't get enough of it. ”

"The master has had a hard time." Tang Zhong said with a sigh. "Since Minghui is the master's wife, does the master owe me an apology?"

"I apologize and you let my wife go?" Yuantong asked.

"Don't let go."

"Why do you have to apologize to you if you don't let me go?"

Tang Zhong looked shocked, and said to Master Yuantong with a respectful face: "It is said that the master is proficient in Buddhism, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its name." ”

"Don't be a sycophant. I don't eat this set. "Yuantong's personality looks rough. Completely lost the 'docile and loving' appearance when he pretended to be a master just now.

It seems that he usually holds back too bitterly.

"I'm praising the master very seriously, don't be confident." Tang Zhong said very seriously. "For the sake of the fact that I ate a lot of the master's pig intestines when I was a child, the apology will be forgiven, and you and I should not mention it again, so as not to hurt the feelings that have been hurt for many years-"

"Do you not understand people or what?" Master Yuantong interrupted Tang Chong's words angrily and said, "I told you that I didn't kill a pig. I'm not that bullshit Zhu butcher. ”

"It's a pity. But the two of you really look alike. ”

"Tang Chong, you don't want to insult me. Since you're here, let's draw a line. Why, if you want to go on a killing spree in this Buddhist land, you can't do it? Aren't you afraid of being exposed by reporters? ”

"What a joke. A bad tire like you, who should be killed with a thousand knives and fried, is not afraid of being punished by the Buddha, and I am a good citizen who is afraid of being exposed by reporters? What kind of world is this? ”

"Don't be unconvinced. I can kill people, and I can wait for the Buddha, so why don't you live well? What do you want, just say it. The uncle has a bad temperament, don't let the uncle wait. ”

"It is said that Buddhism can make people cultivate their self-cultivation, and it seems that you are a typical example of failure." Tang Zhong said with a smile. "So, let's make a deal. If you tell me who ordered you to kill me, I will pretend that I have not been to this place today. ”

"Then will you let my wife go?"

"Don't let go." Tang Zhong said. "Your wife is a criminal and was arrested by the police department. I don't have the right to release anyone. I can't undermine justice. ”

"If you don't let people go, you still say a hammer? Come on, let's have a good fight. You kill me or let me kill you—"

"It's really not Sven." Tang shook his head and sighed.

As Tang Zhong spoke, his body suddenly bounced up from the wooden chair.

Turning into a spear, he kicked at Master Yuantong's cross without warning.

If it was a real monk, Tang Chong would just make this move to people.

But Master Yuantong is a fake monk, and he loves that thing like life. As soon as Tang Chong stepped out, he wanted to destroy the root of his life, how could he just give up?

So, he burst into a shout and slapped the coffee table in front of him.

The lid of the teapot on the table was lifted, and the boiling water poured towards Tang Chong's head.

At the same time, the master's toes flicked, and the futon that he had just padded under his ass flew towards Tang Chong.

Tang Chong's attack was blocked, so he had to quickly withdraw his move to dodge, in order to avoid the boiling water that the master had prepared a long time ago.

Now, Tang Zhong said that he didn't believe that YTO had never killed a pig before. Boil water before killing pigs, this door is clear.

He was so angry just now, he should have been annoyed and angry because Tang Chong revealed his previous identity, right?

At the same time as Tang Zhong retreated, Master Yuantong's feet glared, and his head rushed towards the wooden window behind him.

Lingyun outside the window is a mountain, as long as he enters the mountain, with his familiarity with the mountain road, he will escape this catastrophe.

Don wants to kick his little brother, and he even wants to run away?

This master is too spineless.

(PS: No update in two days.) Taking advantage of the opportunity to attend a friend's wedding, I took the little demon and Liu Xia out to have a good time for two days. The computer that I carried out was never turned on, and I didn't think about the plot in my mind, so I was completely relaxed. Since writing the book, I owe you a lot, and I owe them a lot. This time, the time that should have been coded was appropriated to accompany them.

I would like to say to everyone very seriously: I'm sorry!! ）