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Chapter 324: Monk?

Falling Blood Pass, inside an inn.

After Gu Hengsheng and Yu Huaze stepped into the bloody pass of Donglin Kingdom, they randomly found an inn to stay in and have a good rest.

"Master, please come in and rest."

Yu Huaze was wearing a light blue robe, opened the door of a room, and said respectfully to Gu Hengsheng.

"Hmm." Gu Hengsheng nodded and stepped in.

The two lived in two quiet houses next to each other, so they went back to their houses to rest.

The next day, when the sky was hazy and bright, Gu Hengsheng and Yu Huaze went downstairs to the lobby of the inn and ordered some dishes and drinks at random.

After Gu Hengsheng planned to eat something, he continued to set off, straight through the Donglin Dynasty, heading towards the north.

In the lobby of the inn, there are more than a dozen ordinary tables and chairs, but there are only a few people in twos and threes, which is extremely quiet.

At this moment, a figure appeared at the gate of the inn.

"My dear mother! Why are you here again? ”

The shopkeeper looked up at the person who appeared at the gate, and the expression on his face directly became iron and helpless, and he wailed out loudly in distress.

Several small people standing in the hall also showed extremely helpless expressions, covering their foreheads, looking loveless.

"The poor monk is polite."

The person who came looked very solemn and folded his hands to the shopkeeper and greeted politely.

The shopkeeper's reaction to the polite words of the visitor was completely different, and he said with a sad face: "Master, you can let me go!" I can't afford you in this little shop! ”

"Why did the donor say that?"

The person who came was a slightly chubby monk in an ordinary robe, this monk looked only about thirty years old, and looked like a dignified master.

"Master, since you came, the business of my small shop has been getting worse and worse, and now it is almost impossible to unravel." The shopkeeper begged grandpa to worship grandma's hope that the fat monk would leave, and his voice was sad.

In the past, the shopkeeper also wanted to send the guys in the store to drive away the fat monk, but it was useless every time, and the four or five big men couldn't make the fat monk move at all, and it seemed to be heavier than a 10,000-pound boulder.

In this regard, the shopkeeper was powerless, every time the fat monk came to make a fortune, he could only give him some wine and meat casually and send him away.

As for why wine and meat......

Once the shopkeeper gave the fat monk vegetarian food, but he directly rejected it.

The fat monk also said: The poor monk does not want to eat vegetarian food, so he can give some wine and meat at will.

The shopkeeper is inexplicable, aren't all monks vegetarians? When did you change to eating only meat and not being vegetarian?

In this regard, the shopkeeper can only rely on the fat monk, every time the fat monk comes to make a fate, he will definitely prepare some wine and meat for him, so that he can leave quickly. Because every time the fat monk came, his inn business would decline a lot.

I can't beat the fat monk, so I can only use wine and food to pass away.

"The donor laughed, every time the poor monk turns into a relationship, he will chant for the Guibao shop." The fat monk responded with his hands folded solemnly.

"Chanting?" The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but ask.

"That's right! The poor monk would recite the Jizo Sutra and the Diamond Sutra every time to express his heart. The fat monk grinned, looking respectful.

"Ouch! I don't care what the scriptures are, I just ask the master not to come, okay! My little shop really can't stand the toss. ”

After that, the shopkeeper directly took out a lot of wine and food from the back kitchen, forcibly stuffed it into the hands of the fat monk, and pleaded with a bitter face.

"Don't worry, the poor monk has found someone who is destined, and he will not stay."

The fat monk waved slightly at the shopkeeper and said slowly.

"That's good, that's good." The shopkeeper was so moved that he was about to cry, and muttered in his heart: "Hurry up and harm others!" Don't come back. ”

Then, the fat monk took some wine and food and walked towards the side of the lobby.

On this side, there are only Gu Hengsheng and Yu Huaze.

When the fat monk appeared just now, Gu Hengsheng looked at it silently, and found that he couldn't see through this monk at all, or that this monk was too ordinary to be ordinary.

"Two donors, polite, the poor monk's Taoist number is empty." The fat monk held the shopkeeper's forcible slap of the wine and food in his hand with his left hand, and said to Gu Hengsheng with his right hand holding the Buddhist door.

"What's the matter?" Gu Hengsheng narrowed his eyes quietly, and asked in a more vigilant groan.

Yu Huaze, on the other hand, closed his lips tightly and remained silent.

"I wonder if the poor monk can sit down?" The fat monk pointed to the empty chair, and after asking just now, he sat down directly regardless of whether Gu Hengsheng agreed or not.

Gu Hengsheng slowly put down the wooden chopsticks in his hand, turned his head to stare at the fat monk, and asked meaningfully: "Monk, just now I heard you say that you often recite the Dizang Sutra and the Diamond Sutra for this shop. As far as I know, this is for excess, what do you mean? ”

Fortunately, Gu Hengsheng's words were smaller, and the shopkeeper of this inn didn't hear it, otherwise he would definitely come up and fight hard. Chanting at his inn is not a curse on the dead who have closed down at his inn.

"The donor is wrong, the poor monk is kind! You can't get the poor monk wrong. The fat monk hurriedly retorted.

"What's kind? Monk, you should hear it. Gu Hengsheng looked at the fat monk with interest and asked.

"The Falling Blood Pass was once full of corpses and countless souls, and there must be a gloomy atmosphere in these large and small streets. In order to prevent this inn from being contaminated with the souls of the dead, the poor monk caused the people in the inn to fall ill, so he was kind enough to chant the sutra excessively. ”

"Kind of makes sense." Gu Hengsheng pondered for a long time and nodded.

"Poor monks come from Western countries and preach all the way in order to transcend sentient beings and save sentient beings." The fat monk grinned, then grabbed a piece of meat from the bowl and put it directly in his mouth, completely ignoring the image.

"Oh? Are all the current Buddhist disciples able to drink alcohol and eat meat? Could it be that I'm lonely? Gu Hengsheng looked at the fat monk drinking and eating meat without any scruples, and sneered.

The benefactor's words are wrong, the poor monk does not eat meat, but in order to save all sentient beings, he can only eat in pain. The poor monk did not drink wine, but hoped to share the pain of the world. ”

The fat monk ignored his greasy hands, put them together on his chest, nodded slightly at Gu Hengsheng, and there was still a touch of flesh foam and oil on the corner of his mouth.

"......" Gu Hengsheng was a little speechless for a while, and then asked again: "How do you say this?" ”

"The Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" The fat monk got up slowly, and began to tell in a serious manner: "The poor monk only hopes that he can fall into the hell of Ah Bi after death, to surpass those evil souls, and save the common people in the world." ”

"Therefore, although the poor monk is eating meat and drinking, he has no distractions in his heart, and only wants to share the pain of the world."

After the fat monk finished speaking, his tongue licked his lips and began to eat meat again.

Hearing this, Gu Hengsheng and Yu Huaze couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths, and they were directly speechless: "........."