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In the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the Sanskrit sound surrounds the beams, and the incense curls around.

Fakong was dressed in a purple and gold robe, and led a group of disciples to bow down to the tall golden statue, solemn.

In a group of ochre, Bai Wei was dressed in a white dress made of shark silk, standing out from the crowd, looking coldly at this group of pretending monks, with disdain and disdain in his eyes.

Although it was daytime, the candles in the house were all lit, making the Buddha statue golden and vulgar.

Bai Wen endured the "humming" chanting and was not moved at all.

Today is the day when Fakong shaves his degree, Fakong is the knife bearer, the monks around him are the people who help him, and Chen Zhiming and Zhou Zizhi in the corner are the people who watch the ceremony.

"White donor" Fa Kong said, "Salute." ”

"I'm not over, so I'll be exempt from salutation." Bai Wen said, glancing at the approaching monk who was reaching out to press him to his knees, "Monk, withdraw your claws, don't dirty my clothes." ”

The monk was not afraid of Bai Wen's mouth, and still pressed Bai Wen to the ground.

The hairband was untied, and the black hair fell in an instant, scattered in front of Bai Yan's eyes.

"Lord Bai, the demon is confused, you are so addicted to it sooner or later, you will reap the consequences, my Buddha is merciful, I am offended today." Fa Kongdao, picked up the razor in the tray, and actually wanted to do it himself.

Bai Wen shook his shoulders, let the monk on his side step aside, stood up stubbornly, and reached out with disgust to pat the place where the monk had touched his shoulder, "Master, you are firm-minded, and you think about Bai Wen everywhere, I can't ignore what is good or bad, it's just a few hairs, I shave it, I don't feel distressed, but I don't have a Buddha in my heart, I can't kneel if I don't kneel, if you want me to shave my hair honestly, just find me a chair, I'll sit, you stand, let's be harmonious, the gods are above, you and I don't quarrel too much, how about it?" ”

"Donor, this is not polite." The monk reminded.

"Do you preside over forcing me to shave my hair?" Bai Wen asked rhetorically.

"This ??。" The monk was speechless for a moment, and then put his palms together, "The donor is obscured, presiding over a piece of sincerity, not forced, when the donor sincerely worships the Buddha and cultivates himself for a period of time, he will naturally understand." ”

"You're thinking about him." Bai Wen sneered, not caring that Fakong was holding the knife, silently watching his disciple deal with him, and continued, "Little master, do you know? Your host shaved me today, the purpose is to accept me as a closed disciple, he said that I have a Buddha fate, there is a wisdom root, will become a generation of monks in the future, if one day he has an accident, died, can not say so, it seems to be called sitting, the presiding position of Jinshan Temple must be mine, you offend me so much today, be careful that I will retaliate against you later, sweep you out of the mountain gate. ”

"Donor is cautious." The monk did not expect Bai Wei to be so rude, chanted the Buddha's name, and stepped aside.

This person is so uncooperative, not only is he insincere, but also disrespectful to the host, which is no longer something that he can deal with as a little monk.

Bai Wen didn't realize that he had said anything rebellious, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with cursing Fakong in person, he pulled his long hair behind his ears and smiled at Fakong, "Master, the mood of the monks in your temple is not good, I just casually tempted and tempted, you see, all of them have stinky faces, and they are all staring at your presiding position." ”

When the surrounding monks heard the words, they all lowered their heads, some were weak-hearted, some were drifting with the flow, followed by a sound of "Amitabha Buddha", I don't know whether to read it to myself, read it to the Buddha's golden body, or read it to Fakong.

Fakong's expression remained unchanged, unimpressed by Bai Wei's provocation, "Master Bai, the time has come." ”

"Stop." Bai Wen said sharply, looking at Fakong, word by word, "I don't kneel." ”

"Amitabha" Fakong sang, "Since the donor insists, the poor monks don't force it, but the Buddha is above, the donor still shouldn't be too arbitrary, why don't you sit down cross-legged?" ”

What a big face!

Chen Zhiming watched Fakong's demeanor on the side, listening to Fakong's words, in disbelief.

Bai Wei is so important, is it worth a generation of grandmasters to whisper?

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"Senior brother, don't be impulsive, don't you see that the master doesn't care?" Zhou Zizhi tugged on Chen Zhiming's sleeve.

"???" Chen Zhiming resented.

"Our master is determined to accept Bai Wen as a disciple, it has become an obsession in my heart, you and I don't have to say more, if you make the master unhappy and go to our lay disciple status, what will you do in the future? As long as you are in the temple and sincerely worship the Buddha, you are not afraid that there will be no chance to enter the door wall. Zhou Zizhi persuaded.

Chen Zhiming clenched his fists, snorted lightly, and nodded, "Thank you for reminding you, senior brother, I was reckless." ”

"Senior brother, I also have grievances for you, but ??, Buddha fate is something that can't be explained, and the Tao is unclear, it's really hard to say, you ??? If you want to open it. Zhou Zizhi said.

"I know." Chen Zhiming took a deep breath, "I believe that I can feel the sun and the moon and my Buddha with sincerity, as long as I persevere, one day, the Buddha will accept me, and the master will recognize me." ”

"Senior brother is transparent." Zhou Zizhi praised it, returned to his expressionless appearance, watched Bai Wen and Fakong respond, and secretly thought about Chen Zhiming's reaction.

Before, he instigated the master-apprentice relationship between Chen Zhiming and Fakong at Bai Wei's request, he and Bai Wen guessed in his heart, and he also thought that Chen Zhiming would be unable to hold his breath for a while and make something again, but he didn't expect that until now, Bai Wen was about to shave his face, and seeing that he was about to officially become Fakong's disciple, Chen Zhiming had been so calm, only when Bai Wen was disrespectful to Fakong, he was a little indignant.

It was a surprise to him.

Zhou Zizhi couldn't figure it out, did Chen Zhiming have other plans or was he really open-minded because he had been nourished by Buddhism for a long time?

After thinking about it and finding the reason, Zhou Zizhi didn't think much about it.

Bai Wei told him in advance that he would have a good show to watch today.

Over there, Fakong had already retreated, and Bai Wen also went downhill along the donkey and sat down cross-legged, "Master, start smarter, don't scratch my clothes, the shark is expensive, I'm afraid you can't afford it." ”

"The donor should not be burdened by external things, it is time to let go." Fa Kongdao, put the razor on Bai Wei's forehead, and he had to do it.

"You put it down, I can't let it go, besides, when a monk is a monk, I don't plan to be a poor monk, my sister is very good to me, food and clothing are good things that are difficult to find in the world, my goblin friends didn't say to me, I sent a lot of rare treasures, and I will move into the temple in the future." Bai Wen asked, "The Buddha doesn't care about my luxurious life." ”

"I don't care, I don't care about the flashy things outside the body, as long as there is a Buddha in my heart, there is and nothing is the same." Fa Kongdao, the hand has been strengthened.

A strand of black hair fluttered, falling on Bai Wen's shoulders, and it was even more jet-black against the white silk.

"Alas, three thousand troubles, so soon there is a handful missing." Bai Wen seemed to regret, closed his eyes, and urged, "Master, you better hurry up, I feel distressed when I look at it." ”

If the law is silent, he will make a second cut.

Unexpectedly, the place where the first knife fell was gone, and in its place was a new strand of black hair.

The surrounding monks all saw this strange scene, and their eyes widened one by one.

"Master? What's wrong? Hurry up," Bai Wen still closed his eyes.

Fa Hollow was also surprised in his heart, how could it be?

However, he has done his part, and no matter what happens, he has to continue.

He steadied himself, suppressed his doubts, and moved again.

As in the case of Fang Cai, the black hair fell, and then, visible to the naked eye, hair grew again on the white scalp where it had been shaved, and it was quickly replenished, exactly as it had been when it had not been shaved.

The monks were in an uproar and whispered.

Fakong didn't dare to go under the knife.

Chen Zhiming was also amazed when he saw the scene of his hair coming back to life, "Senior brother, what's going on?" ”

"I guess the Buddha doesn't want to accept it." Zhou Zizhi said, deliberately raising the volume so that the monks in the room could understand.

Yes.

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The monks all know that this white donor doesn't want to become a monk, and when he comes out today, he is the presiding officer.

The Buddha is above, and he will certainly not allow Fakong to commit such a sin.

The hair is revived, this is to remind Fakong not to be persistent.

Bai Wen listened to Zhou Zizhi's words, and praised this brother-in-law in his heart for being quick-witted and saying everything he wanted to say.

Good, good, good.

At this time, silence is better than sound, I want to see how you defend Fakong.

Bai Xiao was silent, grabbing his hair and waiting for Fakong's explanation.

"Master Bai, why bother to make a fool of yourself?" The law is empty, and the change is pushed to Bai Wei.

Unlike ordinary monks, Fakong knows that his spells are subtle, and Bai Wei has been with goblins for a long time, so it is not surprising that he has one or two small spells.

When the surrounding monks heard this, they also linked the revival of their hair with the entanglement of white and monsters, and their faces changed again, as if they were suddenly surprised.

"Master, you're really good at quibbling." Bai Wei said, "The Buddha is above, how can the demon magic take effect, Bai Wei is wronged, this black pot can not be carried back." ”

Listening to Bai Wei's words, Fakong's face was stunned, and the other monks were even worse, and they whispered again, turning their heads to each other.

Yes, they are in front of the Buddha, how can the witchcraft work?

Taking a step back, if the magic really works, how powerful must it be?

Bai Wei is friends with such a goblin, and now Fakong has banned Bai Wei in the temple, if one day the goblin comes to ask for someone and knocks on the door, can they still have a good end?

For a moment, the monks were panicked.

"Amitabha" Fakong sang the Buddha's horn and appeased the monks, "Master Bai, don't be obsessed anymore, witchcraft harms others and yourself, don't joke." ”

"Jokes?" Bai Wen was amused, "Master, are you confused, although I don't believe in gods and Buddhas, but I am a mortal after all, how dare I use witchcraft under the nose of the Buddha?" I dare to swear in front of the Buddha that if I bring my hair back to life through witchcraft, I will fall into the boundless hell after I die. ”

Li Sheng came from the gods, so he was not a witchcraft.

See what you do?

Fakong noticed Bai Wei's smug look and deepened his guess a little, and at the same time, he didn't expect that Bai Wei would make such a heavy oath in front of the Buddha.

What a pity!

"Well, why should the benefactor be like this." Fakong sighed lightly, "Since the donor is so quibble, the poor monk has no choice but to crack the magic and rescue the donor from the obstacle. ”

With that, Fakong raised the golden bowl and recited words to Bai Wei.

The golden bowl shines brightly, enveloping the white water beneath it.

"Master, I heard that the golden bowl collects demons, it's useless for you to cover me with it." Bai Wen said, and the smugness on his face was even more obvious.

"Amitabha." Fakong said, "The golden bowl is a sacred object of Buddhism, which can destroy all demonic arts. ”

Bai Wen nodded and praised, "That's amazing!" Terrible! ”

Fakong was unmoved, put down the golden bowl, and picked up the razor again, "Master Bai, go on." ”

"Okay, go ahead." Bai Wen said, and sat down cross-legged.

The blade wanders away, and the black hair falls again.

Everyone stared at the dark scalp and didn't dare to blink.

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"Look, it's growing again!" The monk exclaimed.

Fakong thought that he had cracked Bai Wei's trick and could go on smoothly, but he didn't expect the accident to happen again, and he couldn't be calm anymore.

The hall was already in chaos, and the panic of the monks could no longer be suppressed.

The golden bowl is a holy object that can destroy evil spirits.

If Bai Wei relied on demon magic to make a mystery, after a golden bowl, then it would definitely be a loss of hair and no birth, and now, the loss of hair and resurrection, wouldn't it be clear that Bai Wei was innocent.

Yes, the monks thought that if it weren't for the frankness, how could ordinary people dare to make that kind of poisonous oath!

Bai Wei is innocent, that is to say, the law is at fault.

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