Zazen shouted.

His feet kicked on the ground, and his chubby body rose into the air.

The Buddha went to hell and stepped on the bones of chicken legs.

Zazen stepped on the chicken leg and stepped away, like crossing the sea of suffering, like going to the other side. This time, it must be a Buddha on the ground, and Zazen has a chivalrous demeanor, so it is not chic.

However, as soon as the chicken leg was halfway stepped, the zazen meditation that had just crossed the sea of suffering like a Buddha suddenly stumbled, and shouted in a panic: "Damn it! Dead ends, dead ends, life is broken, it's all ghost roads. Qianling, you fucking ...... I really want to ......" Before he finished speaking, his body immediately spun, and the chicken leg under his feet flew forward, and he turned around with his strength and landed where the chicken leg had just taken off.

Zazen had just landed, walking briskly back and forth, scolding, "Damn it! The Buddha can't pass, what else can he pass, damn it, this is the cloth bureau, damn it, he almost let Lao Tzu Nirvana here. Fuck, fuck! Zazen sat on the ground with his legs straight, panting and not speaking.

After a long time, Zazen looked at the quiet tomb and sighed: "It seems that this is the land of the dragon's head, which bastard set up such a dead end in the land of the dragon's head, what a big deal." The head of the dragon and the head of the dragon are actually connected to the eighteen layers of hell, and the six realms dare to penetrate, who else can enter? Among the Three Realms, within the Six Realms, who else can enter. Fuck it! ”

Zazen looked at the white marble tomb door dejectedly, got up and patted the soil on his buttocks, racked his brains and thought for a long time, and after a while, he turned around and left.

Just as Zazen had just taken a few steps, Zazen suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed deeply. Immediately after, as if he had a premonition that something was wrong, he took out the night pearl from his arms, and the night pearl became dim at this time, and he held it in the palm of his hand and observed it quietly.

After a few breaths, Zazen threw the night pearl in his hand into the air and recited: "Amitabha." Then with a move, the stars shifted, and all the night pearls in the entire tomb broke away from the mural and flew into the air. The high-speed spinning night pearls gathered in a strange way above Zazen's head, appearing in the tomb like a map of the starry sky.

Zazen looked at the starry sky from afar, looked at the night pearl just now, and said in his mouth: "Manjushri should know that everything is like this." From the original cause and place, all with wisdom. Reaching ignorance, knowing that the other is like emptiness, that is, it can avoid circulation, and it is like a dream person...... "The starry sky map above the head of zazen begins to undergo wonderful changes at this moment, as if there is a Dharma traction, all the night pearls rush towards the night pearl just now, and the dim night pearl absorbs the essence of the rest of the night pearls at this moment, and begins to emit light.

This dim night pearl wantonly grabbed the brilliance of the rest of the night pearls, becoming the most dazzling one in the starry sky map.

There is a word in the mouth of Zazen: "...... It is the name of the Three Pure Views, if you can practice it diligently. It is a Buddha who was born, and the dull roots have not yet been achieved. Always be diligent in confession, and have no beginning for all sins. If the obstacles are removed, the Buddha realm will appear. After reciting, Zazen looked up at the starry sky map and said, "If you are not in the Three Realms, not under the control of the five elements, and not bound by the six realms of reincarnation, no wonder you can be reborn in Nirvana, it's just ...... is so arrogant, I am afraid that I will inevitably resentment and damage my destiny. It's just that...... The poor monk is really curious, where did you come from, little ghost? It has the same fate as the Lingyun uncle of Slender Water Nanxiang five hundred years ago recorded in the Kongshan classics. ”

Zazen was puzzled, thought about it, shook his chubby head, and returned to the appearance of a ruffian scoundrel from a serious monk just now, and scolded and said: "Fuck it, since this place has no effect on him, then let him come, the provincial Lao Tzu is worried." Little ghost, since your death is over, then you come here by yourself. ”

After saying that, Zazen patted his ass and left here.

Zazen as an enlightened monk, forehead ...... Bah! As a professional household stealing chickens and dogs, after coming out of Qianling, of course, he left here quietly.

After leaving the Qianling, Zazen swaggered on the night road, smiling obscenely, singing in his mouth***** beating the drum tightly and playing the gong slowly, stopping the gong and listening to the song. All kinds of gossip also sing, I heard me sing **** stretched out his hand to touch the edge of my sister's face. Dark clouds flew half the sky. Reach out and touch the front of my sister's head, the heavenly court is full and addictive, reach out and touch my sister's hairy bay, and scatter the outside to be wide. Reach out and touch my sister's little eyes. Black eyes, white eyes, white and white vision......"

At this moment, Zazen stopped, and when he turned around, a huge human head in front of him came to him, and Zazen staggered back.

Zazen retreated and saw that it was the maid who was with Mo Fei, and complained: "Little girl, in the middle of the night, you hide behind and scare people to death." ”

After finishing speaking, Zazen felt a cold behind him, and when he turned around, a huge head was in front of him again, Zazen "Ah-" A scream retreated, and when he saw that it was Nizi next to Shiyou's aunt in the temple before, he said angrily: "Why don't you learn anything well, you have to learn your aunt's annoying skills." ”

You Shijing raised her eyebrows and smiled, obviously there was really no way to deal with the wine and meat monk in front of her, and she said that even if her aunt and grandmother Aunt You came to this monk, she could only face it in a more scoundrel way. If you want to say that in this world, who can cure zazen, I am afraid that only Mo Xiyan is lying in that coffin.

You Shijing also heard from Aunt You that whether Zazen was in Kongshan or Zhongzhou, she was either loved and pampered by the three senior brothers, or admired and feared by the world. But only Mo Xiyan, the apprentice of the Bitter Buddha, can make Zazen obedient and obedient, even when he went down to the empty mountain, he also followed Mo Xiyan in Zazen, and served for a whole year, soft grinding and hard bubbles, Mo Xiyan agreed to follow Zazen down the mountain as a groom, that's it...... He also danced happily for several days.

Yaya was naturally not interested in knowing anything other than Mo Fei, so she walked to Zazen with Mo Fei in her arms and asked, "What's wrong with Xianggong?" ”

Zazen glanced at it casually, and said angrily: "It's dead." ”

After finishing speaking, Zazen's neck was cold, and he turned his head to look at him and found that Yaya was looking at him with murderous eyes. Zazen swallowed a mouthful of saliva and quickly changed his words: "However, he will still live." ”

"What do you mean?" You Shijing asked curiously.

Zazen shook his head and said, "I don't know, his personality is like this, who knows what's going on?" This kid is the same as my uncle, Ao ...... In fact, it's a little similar to my nephew, anyway, they are all weirdos, and it's not something that we people in the world can understand. ”

The words of zazen were ambiguous, and You Shijing didn't understand what it meant at all, but after listening to it, Yaya remembered some of the things Mo Fei had said before, and fell into deep thought.