Bai Li Liang picked up the steamed bun, it was as hard as iron and stone, and his heart was shocked, and then he remembered a similar strange thing that he had personally experienced. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He was sixteen years old that year, begging all the way to Chengzhou, and did not get food for several days, coupled with the fatigue of the journey, he fainted from hunger at the gate of a temple, and was saved by the abbot of the temple. The abbot can't be called, is a thin monk about sixty years old, although he calls himself the abbot, Baili Liang has never seen other monks, but the abbot sighed and said, the temple is bitter, the incense is light, there were originally more than a dozen small monks, and in the end they couldn't live, and they all ran away one after another, and now he is left with an old abbot guarding the temple.

Baili Liang has nowhere to go, he lived in the temple for three days, these three days he was full to help the temple work, the whole temple was cleaned up, and he couldn't help the monk to sew up the torn monk's robe, but the monk saw that he was diligent and delicate, so he asked him if he was willing to stay and be a little monk, at least there was a house to live in, there was food to eat, Baili Liang was of course willing, but the monk gave him a shaving, and took the name of Liangkong.

After a month, Liangkong can't follow it, although two meals a day coarse tea and light rice, but at least there is no hunger and cold, plus there are a lot of Buddhist scriptures in the temple, Liangkong will read the scriptures after doing things, and get a lot of knowledge and fun from it, he is very satisfied with this kind of small day, and he thinks that it is also very good to be a monk in peace and stability.

But one day, a group of bandits broke into the temple, threatened the abbot with a knife and asked him to hand over the incense money in the temple, but in order to calm the matter, he honestly gave the little money to the bandits, the bandits saw that there was not much silver, did not believe it, and threatened not to hand over the money, so that the Buddha statue was smashed, so that there was no Buddha in the temple! There is no Buddha statue, how can anyone come to incense again, but the old tears are crossed, begging the bandit not to smash the Buddha statue, and took out the robes that have been treasured for many years, saying that the most valuable thing in the temple is now that robe.

The bandit leader saw that the robe had been spread for a long time, and the robe was a small piece of cloth sewn, and few even pawns would accept it, but the holy thing in his eyes was a waste in the eyes of the bandit leader, so the bandit leader immediately broke the robe, smashed a statue of the god with a knife, and continued to force him to ask for money. I can't hate the itchy teeth, but I can't help it, there is really no money in the temple. The bandit leader will not be polite, command more than a dozen bandits, smash wildly, the size of the Buddha statue in the hall are smashed to a, can not stop, pull the cool air and run to the side hall, there is a ruler high Guanyin statue in the side hall, but not hold the Guanyin statue with both hands, want to hide, but the bandit then chased in, let his men go down to grab the Guanyin statue.

Liangkong couldn't see the Guanyin holding the clay sculpture, and suddenly with a force of both hands, ten fingers actually printed fingerprints on the rosette of the Guanyin statue, and then the Guanyin statue was robbed by the bandits. It's strange to say, the statue of Guanyin can be seen by anyone, it is a common clay sculpture, but how the bandits cut the axe and cut the stone, the Buddha statue is not damaged, and even the color of the Buddha statue can not be scraped a trace!

But he hurriedly pulled the cool sky and knelt down, shouting that the Bodhisattva appeared! The bandit leader felt strange, and he was afraid that the Bodhisattva really appeared, so he retreated.

As soon as the bandits left, they couldn't help the old eyes, so they had to clean up the broken Buddha statues with Liangkong. Now there is only the statue of Guanyin in the Buddha hall of Nuoda, and the cough is constant.

On the second day, Liang Kong went to wipe the body of the only Buddha statue, and yesterday he was busy cleaning up the Buddha hall, and he did not look closely at the statue of Guanyin, when he was convinced of the Bodhisattva manifestation that the empty said. Liangkong also often wiped the dirt on this Buddha statue before, he was very clear about the material of the Buddha statue, once the side hall leaked rain, the rain dripped on the Buddha statue, and the white glaze on the Buddha statue was peeled off, revealing the mud embryo under the head, and now the mud blank is still visible.

At this time, the appearance of the Buddha statue is still an ordinary clay sculpture, but the weight is much heavier than before, because the Buddha statue base is pressed under a piece of the Buddha statue that was smashed yesterday, and the cool sky wants to move and take out the fragments, who knows that the Buddha statue fell to the ground for a while, and at the same time, because of the impact with the ground, the Buddha statue actually made a golden sound!

Liang Kong really couldn't understand this kind of thing, so he just thought it was a bodhisattva manifestation, and respectfully invited the Buddha statue back to his seat.

I didn't hear the voice and rushed over, as if I remembered something, patted my head, moved the Buddha statue to his meditation room, and let Liangkong swear that he was not allowed to say that the Buddha statue was manifested to foreign words, Liangkong was very puzzled, the Buddha statue was a good thing, if the pilgrims knew, it would definitely be prosperous, but since the empty was so instructed, he could only nod his head and promise.

After that, I found a Maitreya Buddha that was only the size of a palm and enshrined it in the main hall. It is conceivable that there is only one Buddha statue less than a foot high in a large temple, and there are even fewer pilgrims, and there are not one or two in a month.

Fortunately, there is a piece of land in the temple, there are still some greens in the field, there are still some rice in the tank, barely held on for two or three months, and the empty can not hold on, so I made a good package, and took the statue of Guanyin to Liangkong to explain to the cool sky that I want to go to other temples to place an order, and left.

Liangkong looked at the temple of Nuoda and he was left alone, he did not despair, at least he still had a bed to sleep in, there was a piece of land behind the temple that he cultivated a little hard, and he could keep his stomach from hunger, but who knows, as soon as the monk left, the gang of bandits came again, saying that there was no place to live, and there was no Buddha in this temple, so he simply made a den for them. Liangkong alone could resist, so he had to let the temple out and start wandering around the world again.

After that, Liangkong's hair slowly grew out, and he simply returned to the vulgar again, still calling Baili Liang.

This past was gradually forgotten, but now when I saw the steamed bun in Cuihu's hand, Baili Liang remembered the fingerprints on the Buddha statue, and now I know that it is the so-called King Kong grip.

"If there are such great men among you, our chances of escaping are even greater. I heard Mrs. Gu say that if you know how to hold King Kong, you can retreat 100 people with one punch! "Cuihu is excited.

"Is it really that powerful?" Baili Liang wondered, since King Kong was so domineering, why didn't the monk stop the group of bandits from smashing the Buddha statue?

"Well, and King Kong's grip is the best, and it is not a problem to repel a thousand people with one punch. It's just that those who know King Kong are all talented geniuses, which can be described as one in a million, and there are very few qualified. People like us, even if we are allowed to practice, I am afraid that no matter how hard we work, we will not be able to practice for the rest of our lives! Cui Hu sighed.

"Don't say it, since it's our people, we definitely won't help Twilight Yuren, so it's okay." Zu Dafu saw that the sun was already west, and he and Zu Xiu's task was less than half, so he began to be a little anxious, "Dig quickly, dig too late, tomorrow will be very tired, tomorrow will not be able to finish digging, and it will be difficult to escape the day after tomorrow." ”