Chapter 938: Little Monk Without Space

In the great world, Gu Hengsheng and Tianci tossed and turned, and finally found a quaint town.

The town is quiet, seemingly isolated, there are no disputes and killings, and life is very comfortable.

Because the town is relatively simple, the cultivation of the warriors here is generally low, and there are no forces stationed.

However, on top of a deep hill in the town, there is an ancient temple.

The ancient temple is simple, and only a few dozen monks live.

Although the temple is simple and simple, it is famous far and wide, and monks often come to visit it from far and wide. Just because the presiding officer of this temple is a monk who is truly proficient in Buddhism.

In the town, Gu Hengsheng and Tianci walked unhurriedly.

Through inquiry, Gu Hengsheng learned that this place is located west of Zhongzhou. If you want to go to Mt. Fusheng, you have to go all the way east.

In just a short moment, Gu Hengsheng's ears heard people talking about the senior monks of the ancient temples in the town from time to time, as well as a small monk in the temple.

"The seventeen-year-old monk has understood the six ways of Buddhism and is proficient in Buddhism. If it weren't for the exaggerated boasting, this talent would be enough to be called a demon. ”

"In a remote and backward town, can there really be such a Buddhist Tianjiao?"

Gu Hengsheng was slightly curious and glanced around.

What made Gu Hengsheng feel strange was that he heard that although the young monks of the ancient temple were proficient in the six ways of Buddhism, they did not shy away from wine and meat, and even often went down the mountain to the town to buy wine and eat meat.

In this regard, dozens of monks in the ancient temple did not stop or blame after learning about it. Because, the old host said that he let the little monks of the ancient temple practice by themselves, and he was very tolerant of the little monks of the ancient temple.

Someone once asked the old host: "Why do you only preach to the little monk, but you are slow to accept the little monk as an apprentice?" Could it be that the talent of the little monk can't get into the eyes of the old host? ”

The old host replied inscrutablely: "The poor monk is still shallow, and he is not qualified to be a master without space. ”

There is no space, which is the name of the Buddha of the little monk of the ancient temple.

Seventeen years ago, the little monk was just a baby in swaddling clothes, drifting on a stream at the bottom of the mountain, and then was brought back by the old host, named Wukong.

I don't know where he came from, and the people nearby only know that he is a Buddha and a demon, and any obscure Buddhist truth will become extremely simple in his eyes.

On this day, the little monk Wukong wore a coarse cloth robe and once again went down the mountain to the town.

Thinking that the little monk was hungry for wine and meat again, he swaggered down the mountain without hesitation.

The residents of the town all knew the little monk Wukong, and they greeted him very politely.

The little monk had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he folded his hands in return.

The only tavern in the town ushered in the figure of the little monk without space.

At the same time, Gu Hengsheng and Tianci were sitting in the tavern to repair.

"Donor, take two taels of wine and two taels of meat."

The little monk Wukong has a bewitching appearance, and secular words cannot describe his appearance at all. In short, elegance is not enough to describe its temperament, and handsomeness cannot describe its eyebrows and eyes.

"Master Wukong is here, I'm going to prepare wine and meat for you, please wait."

The owner of the tavern was very familiar with the little monk who had no space, and he immediately made time to personally prepare the wine and meat needed for the little monk.

"Thank you, donor."

The monk nodded with a chuckle, stood at the door without entering, and waited quietly.

At this time, Gu Hengsheng, who was sitting in a corner of the tavern, was stunned.

Gu Hengsheng's eyes when he looked at the little monk without space made waves. In his heart, a sense of déjà vu emerged, close and familiar.

"Monk, can Buddhist disciples drink wine and eat meat?"

Gu Hengsheng slowly walked to the door of the tavern, looked at this bewitching and handsome little monk, and asked softly.

"Wine and meat are intestinal poison, and the little monk just hopes that after he sits down, he will fall into hell to resolve the countless unjust souls and save the people in the world."

The little monk looked righteous and awe-inspiring, and replied with his hands folded.

As the saying goes, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart. The little monk has been studying Buddhism since he was a child, how can he be blinded by Hongchen's greed and hatred, everything is just to spread the true meaning of my Buddhism. ”

The little monk paused, and then said, "This benefactor, has the little monk ever seen you somewhere?" Why is there a sense of déjà vu? ”

Do you also feel déjà vu?

Gu Hengsheng was shocked in his heart, although his face was expressionless, there were ripples in his pupils.

"Perhaps, we knew each other in our previous lives." Gu Hengsheng took a deep breath quietly, his hands hidden under his sleeves shook slightly, stared at the little monk's eyes, and said hoarsely.

"Maybe! Some things, in the dark, have a fixed number. ”

The little monk thought seriously for a moment and nodded slowly.

Is that you? Or is it just a familiar shadow?

Gu Hengsheng's throat rolled, and a fat monk appeared in his mind, and his mood was complicated and depressed.

"The name of the little monk and Buddha is empty, I don't know what the donor is called?"

The little monk asked.

"Gu ...... Evergreen. Gu Hengsheng was stunned for a moment and replied.

At this time, the tavern owner prepared the wine and meat and handed it to the little monk who had no space.

"Master Gu, meeting is fate, the little monk feels that we will meet again in the future."

The little monk held the wine and meat in his hand and chuckled at Gu Hengsheng.

Gu Hengsheng was silent, quietly looking at the little monk's eyes, as if he wanted to see the little monk through completely.

"The little monk left first." The little monk left a word, and turned to leave.

The figure of the little monk faded away, and when he reached the end of the street, he was no longer visible.

At this time, Gu Hengsheng opened his lips and muttered, "We will meet, we will definitely see you again." ”

Gu Hengsheng's heart was no longer so lonely and heavy, he saw a hope, an incredible but truly existent hope.

One day, I don't know if it's the monk you, and ...... Many, many people, we'll all see each other again.

This trip to the town may be a fixed number in the dark, which makes Gu Hengsheng feel very happy and excited.

Gu Hengsheng seemed to see the picture of the elders of the sect dying in the depths of the starry sky again, and his heart was heavy. However, soon, Gu Hengsheng looked in the direction where the little monk had left, and a smile gradually rose on the corner of his mouth.

"God, it's time for us to go."

Gu Hengsheng turned his head and glanced at Tianci and strode forward.

"Okay, Brother Gu." Tianci replied and hurriedly ran over.

The two of them went all the way to the east, to the depths of Zhongzhou. There, there is a mountain, called Fusheng Mountain.

At this time, there were rumors that alarmed all directions and deterred the major forces.

Rumored: Jian Zun Dugu went to Wufang Mountain with one person and one sword, and scolded Wufang Mountain for not respecting the martyrs. An old antique in Wufang Mountain made a move, wanting to suppress Dugu Yan, but unfortunately Dugu Yan ran away.