The right eye of the ghost riding the wind is like the eye of the sky, you can see the past and present lives of all kinds of ghosts, and the obsession condensed by these Buddha worshippers floats in the air, and in this breath, the ghost riding the wind feels greed and desire. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Some people made a wish to the Buddha to become rich; Some people want to marry a beautiful wife; There is also the need for greater power; There are even some people who want the Buddha to kill an enemy for themselves, not to mention whether the Buddha exists, even if he exists, I am afraid that they will be frightened by these obsessions and run away, where can they be satisfied? It's like a joke.

And these obsessions are not a few scattered, but the common desire of the vast majority of people, otherwise they would not be condensed in the air like dark clouds, not so much these are obsessions, but rather the breath of evil, the breath can not be dissipated for a long time, and then drift away into the distance.

"Old Huo, at the beginning, Brother Chunyang set up a large array of qi gathering here to gather the power of Buddhism to suppress the Sealed Ghost Domain, but now I'm afraid this big array is useless."

The ghost rode the wind and looked into the distance and said coldly.

"What? What do you see, junior brother? ”

Huoju was startled and hurriedly asked, and everyone looked at him in surprise.

"Buddhism pays attention to compassion, even if you have obsession, you have to have good thoughts, but you see these people look pious, but what are they thinking in their hearts? Whether it's for money or for beauty, or power or killing, it's all for your own greed and selfish desires, you say, even if the Buddha exists, will he bless these people? And their desire and obsession are constantly growing, condensed in the sky for a long time, this momentum can suppress the resentment of the closed ghost domain? Hmph, it's nice not to add fuel to the fire. ”

"I see, I see, I .........."

Everyone immediately understood the meaning of the ghost riding the wind.

"Let's go, let's go to the foot of Songshan Mountain and have a look."

The crowd got into the car and continued to drive forward.

The road in front of us is getting wider and wider, and at the same time there are more and more cars, and the wide road is lined with all kinds of shops, what Buddhist utensils shops, what incense shops are countless, and the road is constantly shuttling monks wearing Buddhist clothes, and when they see people, they come to the front and say something.

At this moment, it is not far from that majestic mountain, Songshan is actually not too high, the highest place is only more than 1,500 meters, but the mountain is steep and steep, the peaks are clustered and undulating endlessly, the majesty of the momentum is breathtaking, and as early as the Eastern Han Dynasty, there has been a temple here, when the Bodhidharma Zen ancestor was here to enlighten, since then there have been Buddhist monks living here for thousands of years, and over time it has become the largest Buddhist holy place in China, and now it is even more incense vigorous, there are countless pilgrims to worship Buddha here every day.

At this time, everyone's car was moving slowly on the road, everyone got out of the car, and although it was raining in the sky, the people around them walked towards the mountain with a pious appearance.

At this moment, a monk-like person came up to everyone, and then said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the poor monk is justified." ”

"What's the matter?"

Liu Hongyang frowned and asked.

"The poor monk usually has nothing to do, but now he has something to do when he sees you."

"What's the matter?"

"You must all be pilgrims here, each with their own wishes, but the Buddha pays attention to fate, you see which of these beings around you does not want the Buddha to have a wish in his heart, but how many of them can get the fate of the Buddha? No, you can't. ”

This monk looks like he is playing tricks.

"Oh? Can we get it? ”

Liu Hongyang asked with interest.

"If you didn't have a poor monk, you wouldn't have it, but now, you have this opportunity."

The monk closed his eyes and shook his head.

"What chance?"

"My Buddha has compassion as his heart, and he has given to the people of the world all his life, and has left the Diamond Sutra and other writings, you only need to hold this sutra to receive the blessings of my Buddha."

"Oh, then we're just going to buy some Diamond Sutras before we can go up the mountain?"

"This sutra can't be an ordinary sutra, you need to go through the blessing of the abbot in the temple to communicate with the Buddha of the immeasurable heavens, and I am the abbot's disciple, and you are the people who are destined, I can give this sutra to the people of my Buddha."

"Well, what about the scriptures?"

Liu Hongyang asked.

"Wait, this sutra has a great fate, fate does not come out of thin air, I need to continue to worship incense every day, seven seven and forty-nine days before I can communicate with the Buddha, you are a total of nine people, then you need nine sutras, which will take me more than a year......... Hey, I won't tell you about the time, who let you be destined, but the incense of these nine scriptures still has to be handed over, and there is not much, a total of 900 yuan, and I have to buy enough incense to wait for the next destined person to .......... ”

The monk shook his head and looked compassionate.

"Nine hundred? Not much, not much, but can the master let us look at this fateful scripture? ”

A group of people already know what the other party means at this moment, and it is obvious that they are selling items, and they have never read a Diamond Sutra for a hundred yuan.

"Okay, let you open your eyes.........."

The monk took out a stack of books from his arms, a total of five, adding up to just over three inches thick, it was indeed the Diamond Sutra, and the name of the business bookstore was still on the homepage.

"Hmph, you fake monk, these books are worth nine hundred yuan? Get the hell out of here. ”

The fire dwelling on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and he reprimanded loudly.

When the monk heard this, his eyes widened and he said loudly: "Old man, am I a fake monk? Clean your mouth for me, I have a national certificate, damn it, I will sell it to you when I see that you are pleasing to the eye, if you don't buy it, I will return ****, this is my chassis, be careful that I kill you. ”

The monk was immediately frightened.

"Hehe, the big monk is quite arrogant, go ahead, go home and wash your mouth well before talking."

The phoenix on the side walked up to him with a smile and waved his hand, and a trace of invisible smoke rose from his hand.

"Brushing your teeth? What ......... brush? ”

The monk didn't react and was about to continue scolding, but he felt that his mouth suddenly began to numb, and he couldn't speak in an instant.

"Ahhh.........hh Wow wow.......... ”

The monk screamed in fright, but he couldn't even make a sound, and there was a look of horror in his eyes when he looked at everyone.

"You go back and brush your teeth twenty times a day, even for a month, get out, if you don't roll again, I'll blind your eyes."

The phoenix said viciously, and the monk screamed and turned around and ran away without a trace.

This monk was obviously a fake monk, but everyone didn't care, after all, there were people in the mix, but after they walked forward for another ten minutes, it seemed that all this was not what everyone imagined.

In just ten minutes, four or five monks came over to talk, all selling all kinds of things, some of which were amulets opened by the abbot master himself, which could exorcise demons and eliminate demons; Some are what are the authentic Songshan seventy-two stunts; There are also autographed cards of the first master of the Dharma Academy, etc., not only them, but almost all the tourists around them have come forward to talk, all of them are coming to buy your things as monks.

"Deception, deception, deception, fake, all liars, all fakes, how did Songshan become like this now........."

When he came, there were no more than fifty monks in the entire Songshan Mountain, each of whom lived in seclusion in the temple to practice Buddhism, you just spent money to see it, but now, even if these people are fake monks, then why don't you care about it in the temple, let them swagger and deceive again, it is simply the biggest insult to Buddhism.

"See, this Songshan is simply a group of demons dancing, not only the incense has bad intentions, but even the one who is enshrined is not the Buddha, and now it is the end of the Dharma era, even the Buddha is afraid that he will abandon it......... Let's go, there's no need to look at it anymore. ”

After the ghost Chengfeng finished speaking, he turned his head and left, and the others followed silently, this place is indeed different from the Songshan they imagined, only the desire for money is left here, and it is no longer the holy place that makes people's hearts rise to good thoughts.