Chapter Twenty-Nine: Headaches

Liu Zhenhua, Hu Jingyi, Chang Kaishen..... These people began to walk on the stage of history, and they performed a play. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the short time before the heavy snowfall, hundreds of thousands of troops moved to various places in Henan, Zhumadian, Kaifeng, Luoyang and other places The people were shocked overnight.

In Luoyang City, there were many people who were anxious about the movement of the southern army. These local big businessmen, big landlords, and big bureaucrats are most afraid of such things as war. If they lose the battle, the southern army will kill them, and they will loot their family property. Luck almost ruined the family.

Even if the battle is won, the local garrison and heroes from all walks of life don't need to be rewarded? No matter how you calculate it, you will lose money. If it is a war that can be controlled, it is just that, and everyone can take advantage of the chaos to make some national trouble. But now the southern army is menacing, and it has the momentum to smash the Yellow Dragon, which makes everyone feel the same storm.

In troubled times, people need gods and Buddhas more to comfort their souls. Therefore, in the White Horse Temple located in the west of the city, the incense is very vigorous. There is an endless stream of people who come to worship the Buddha.

"Hey," the skinny walker sneered as he looked at the good men and women outside, "These people are really ridiculous. ”

"Oh, so what's so ridiculous about that?" Bao Xiang solemnly presided over and said kindly: "If you can't say it, I will punish you for skipping dinner today." ”

Skipping dinner is nothing to the walker. Even if it's a week, a month without food, it's not a big deal. But since the master asked, he naturally had to answer.

Therefore, the walker said: "I laugh at the people of this world, who are usually obsessed with love and hatred, and only know how to covet pleasure, and when the fast soldiers are coming to the city, they come to survive and worship the Buddha, isn't it too late." ”

"Good, good," the host said, "although this is too biased, it is not unreasonable. How, then, can we deliver the world from these evils and evils, so that they can be happy and pure? ”

"No way," the walker rolled his eyes and exclaimed, "I'm not a Buddha, so why don't you care about the floods in this world?" ”

"Besides," the walker raised his eyebrows, and a fierce and cold murderous aura flashed in an instant, and he sneered: "Even if it's a Buddha, can't he save everyone?" Those who deserve to die will die, and those who deserve to live will live. ”

"Everything in the world is a dwelling and a bad emptiness." The host read a sentence slowly, then lowered his head, lowered his eyebrows, and said: "There is no realm outside the heart, and there is only knowledge of all laws." Wukong, you can do what you want. Life and death, success or failure, good and evil, are just a flash in the pan, and they can't be real. ”

"Is that true?" The walker looked around the host for a long time and said, "Master, why are you so good at talking?" You weren't like that before. ”

"Oh, what about being a teacher?" The host closed his eyes, as if a faint Buddha light shrouded his body.

"Master, don't you often say that saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter?" The walker said: "Do I want to go out and kill people, and you don't care, master?" ”

"No matter."

"........", the walker's eyes showed a fierce light, and he asked in a low voice, "Then what if I want to kill the master?" ”

"Just let the horses come."

".....", the walker looked at the host for a while, and then said: "Hmph, in the end, it makes sense that it's still a big fist." If you don't realize the consciousness of alayya, you may not be my opponent. ”

"I've also taught you the Alaya consciousness of the Enlightenment Sect," the host opened his eyes and said lightly, "You have also felt the realm of Alayya consciousness in the heart-to-heart relationship with the teacher, why can't you enter that realm on your own after so much time?" Have you ever thought about this question? ”

"That's just that this supernatural power is incompatible with my sexuality," the walker said proudly, "or we don't all use supernatural powers, who is stronger?" ”

"Idiot, idiot, you still can't understand it." The host sighed and said, "Then you can go out and do what you want." I don't give you restraints, I just want you to think about it before you make a move, think about it, think about it three times, and if you still haven't changed your mind, then let it go. ”

The walker was silent, stared at the host for a while, and suddenly let out a strange scream, and his body turned into a streamer, and disappeared.

On that day, the sky was clear and clear. A golden light rose from the White Horse Temple in the west of Luoyang City, and a golden pillar of light with a diameter of more than ten meters plunged straight into the sky. Specks of golden light fell from the pillar of light like raindrops, and before they reached the ground, they continued to disperse until they dissipated into the air.

Countless good men and women, including those who did not believe in Buddhism very much, were shocked by the miracle of the incarnation of this god and Buddha, and their uncle could not speak.

The host watched the golden streamer go straight to the sky, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and chanted: "Like a dream bubble, like dew and like electricity." All things that are in the way should be viewed as such. ”

"Huh?" Chen Cheng suddenly felt a headache, as if someone was using an electric drill to make a hole in his brain, "Pain? What's wrong again? The world is getting harder and harder to figure out. ”

"Wow," Lin Mengchu, who was lying on the recliner, exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be that you have been holding back so hard lately?" ”

"Nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense, otherwise, why would you suddenly have a nosebleed?"

"Did I get a nosebleed?" Chen Cheng was stunned, stretched out his hand and touched his nose, and it was really wet. Putting his hand in front of his eyes, the bright red blood stains were shocking.

"It's really a nosebleed," Chen Cheng stared at the blood for a while, feeling that the headache was not so bad, and then said: "It's probably because the weather has been too dry recently, so the capillaries have ruptured......"

"What are you talking nonsense?" Lin Mengchu said angrily: "Are we the kind of people who will rupture their capillaries because of the dry weather, and then have nosebleeds?" It's winter, and the air is clammy and cold, okay? And even if a mountain falls, you can't get a nosebleed. ”

At this point, the girl said loudly, "Are you developing some forbidden spells again, or are you working without sleep for days and nights?" ”

"Is there one?" Chen Cheng thought about it for a moment, and then said with certainty: "What you said is not there!" Don't we sleep in the same bed every day? You should know this. ”

"Hmph, that's why you've been holding it for too long!"

".........", Chen Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "I haven't been holding back too long recently, but I've sprayed too much." ”

"Well, it's time to try your hand at living an ascetic life." He said thoughtfully, "I've had headaches too often lately. ”