Hearing that everyone was surprised that the man had stolen the monk's daughter-in-law, and that there was admiration for him in his tone, the other prisoner was not convinced.

"Hey, what's it to steal a monk's daughter-in-law. ”

The prisoners were stunned for a moment, and the bamboo pole demon asked him, "Yo, then how did you get in, even more powerful than this?"

"The monk stole my daughter-in-law. The man said proudly.

"Ugh. "The cell was unusually quiet for a while.

"So, you killed that monk?" asked the bamboo pole, otherwise he would be very proud.

"Of course not, he just locked me up. The man said.

"Then what are you proud of!" blurted out the bamboo pole monster.

This guy came in, and the monk was cheaper.

"Prove that my daughter-in-law is beautiful. The man said.

"Smack!" there was a crisp slap in the cell, and it was the bamboo pole monster who slapped him.

What's wrong with this world, how can I meet some strange people?

"How can the applause only be one, it's too stingy. Said the cuckold.

"Yes, yes, don't be stingy with your applause. The bamboo pole monster took the lead in applauding, "At least his optimistic spirit is still worth learning from." ”

The cuckold thanked everyone, "Thank you, thank you." ”

Maybe he has only been here in his life, and he has received applause.

After the applause fell, the bamboo pole demon asked the monk in the cell next to him, "Master, what about you, you also stole the monk's daughter-in-law?"

"Hmph, as a monk, how could the old man do such a reluctant?" the old monk disdained.

"He, he is the senior brother of the current elder of the Reclining Buddha Temple, a high-ranking monk, and has been locked up here for 1,800 years. Next to the prisoner introduced.

"What, eighteen hundred years?" the bamboo pole demon was surprised.

"That's what everybody says anyway. "The prisoners are not sure, after all, they can't even live up to this fraction.

The bamboo pole demon asked the old monk, "Hey, monk, how did you get in?"

After being locked up for a long time, the old monk has nothing to sell, "They are wrong, I have not been locked up here for thousands of years, but thousands of years." ”

The bamboo pole demon was even more surprised, "Why?"

The story of the old monk has to start from the city of Reclining Buddha from the city of Buddha to what it is now.

Back then, the old monk worshiped and practiced Buddhism under the abbot of the Reclining Buddha Temple.

He and his sixteen junior disciples were the most talented, and they had an early epiphany and entered the Tao and achieved immortality.

Later, when the abbot was in Nirvana, he passed the position of presiding officer of the Reclining Buddha Temple to the old monk, and his younger brother became the lord of the Reclining Buddha City.

This is the practice of the city of Reclining Buddha.

But after a while, his junior brother colluded with the monsters.

He participated in meditation and enlightenment all day long, and his junior brother did it secretly, so he never found out, and by the time he found out, it was already too late.

The younger brother and the monster attacked, captured him, and locked him in the prison under this reclining Buddha, until now, he has never seen the light of day.

"No, it won't. The bamboo pole demon was surprised, "You haven't escaped?"

"Why should I run, it's them who are at fault, not me. The old monk was disdainful.

Okay, get the high monk to act above board, disdain to run away quietly.

"Then why don't you kill them?" asked the bamboo pole demon, "destroy those monsters and expel the monks from the temple." ”

When they came in, they saw it, and Mo said that the old monk got a high monk like this, and with the ability of the little monk, plus him, it was enough to break out.

Or in the case of bringing a little boy.

"Amitabha, Buddhist disciples have five precepts, one is not to kill, two is not to steal, three is not to commit adultery, four is not to lie, and five is not to drink. The old monk said solemnly, "This is a precept left by the Buddha, and it must not be violated." ”

"No, you—" The bamboo pole demon found a wording, "You're too a monk, aren't you?"

He never imagined that in such a Buddha city, he would actually see such a pedantic monk.

"Be flexible. The bamboo pole demon persuaded him, "Look at our little monk, wine and meat through the intestines, the Buddha stays in the heart, with compassion as the heart, along the way, preaching Buddhism, killing demons, purifying sentient beings, and saving the common people, except for those two who are not allowed to do, the Buddha let them do, and none of them will be left behind." You're... Staying in a cave for so many years, you can't save yourself or all sentient beings, are you worthy of the Buddha?"

"Huh. The old monk smiled, maybe shaking his head, but the bamboo pole demon couldn't see it.

"If you can't stop fasting when you cultivate the Buddha and cultivate your mind, what is the difference between breaking all the precepts and violating all the precepts, and if you break all the precepts, you are still a disciple of Buddhism?"

He asked the bamboo pole demon to relay, "Send a word to the little master next to you, if the heart is moving, things will move, and if the heart is quiet, things will be quiet." A thought of foolishness is like a god, and a thought of wisdom is like a life. ”

"I'm afraid it's too late. The bamboo pole demon said, "That monster was killed by our little master." ”

"Amitabha, good, good. The old monk sighed.

"You, a monk, have cultivated your mind, but the people in your city are suffering from the exploitation of monsters and monks. "The bamboo pole demon felt that the old monk was too pedantic, or too selfish," the Buddha said, Pudu sentient beings, I think, you have taken care of yourself, and you are also worthy of Buddhist disciples?"

The old monk sighed again, "All encounters have cause and effect, life is inherently short, why cling to the cause of the present time, the effect of the present time? ”

"Hey. "The bamboo pole demon is helpless, he really can't persuade this guy.

He turned around and asked the little monk, "Is he really learning a set of Buddhism from you, enclosing a Buddha?"

How can a demon kill without blinking, and a pedantic one makes him a monster hate the teeth itching.

The little monk did not speak and continued to eat.

The bamboo pole demon turned his head and said to the old monk: "Your uncle, your grandmother, your grandmother, your aunt, greet your ancestors for me for the eighteenth generation." ”

He scolded openly, anyway, the old monk said, let him be.

"Amitabha. The old monk continued to knock on the wooden fish.

The three of them were eating, and when they were drowsy, footsteps sounded outside again, and they stopped in front of their cells.

A warrior monk fixed a torch to the wall of the cell, opened the door, and let the gray-bearded old monk enter, and then the warrior monk closed the door and went out.

"Amitabha. The white-bearded old monk clasped his hands together, "The old man is here to inquire about the case." ”

The bamboo pole demon glanced at the little monk, "It's rare to let the monk decide the case." ”

He volunteered to starve the little boy's mother to death, went to steal wheat himself, was met by them, and then the little monk killed the monster.

The white-bearded old monk listened carefully, and after the bamboo pole finished speaking, he said Amitabha Buddha again.

He looked at the little boy, "So, it's your fault. ”

"Hey?" the bamboo pole demon was stunned, and dared to say something like selling his sister in front of him.

"Do you believe in Buddhism?" asked the white-bearded old monk.

The little boy touched the Buddha statue hanging around his neck and nodded.

"Thieves rob, stealing chickens and touching dogs are going to the oil pot, volcanic hell, and suffer a lot, you believe in Buddhism, why do you want to commit it?!" The white-bearded old monk had a serious face, "All causes and causes are cause and effect." What you are suffering now is only for the sake of the causes of your past lives. Only by no longer thinking about the world, letting him suffer, letting him be sweet, accepting it, and taking the unsatisfactory life in the world as a practice, can we overcome all causes and effects, and realize the truth. ”

The little boy was stunned, "But, I'm hungry." ”

"All things are in vain, and so is hunger. The white-bearded old monk said.

The little boy was still talking, "bang", the white-bearded old monk's chest was pierced, and a bloody hole appeared, splashing the bamboo pole monster and the little boy's face with blood.

"Can you give me a heads-up? The bamboo pole monster was caught off guard, "But, damn it, it's quite happy." ”

"You, you—" The white-bearded old monk glared at the little monk.

"Evil words confuse the people!" the little monk disdained, "Let's go." ”

"Hey. The little boy was reluctant to keep them, "here is the meal." ”

The bamboo pole monster pulled him up, "Look at your little bit of talent." ”