"Hey, one, two, three, ......"

The fishing fire never sleeps, and the undulating shouts on the wide lake are quite spectacular, everyone in the city sleeps, and the farmers in the suburbs are busy all year round.

In the spring, the fishing nets are all large-holed, so there are fewer fish caught, and there are more than a dozen people in several families on the lake, who work during the day, and in the evening they take a boat to catch some fish and send them to the city to sell.

The sturdy men went back and forth on the deck, although they were all in groups of three or five to go to this lake to fish, but this fishing was not anything else, and if they stayed in one place, the little fish in the water would not be enough, so everyone drove the boat far away, and the lake was much more vivid in the fishing fire and the fishing song from time to time.

In many of the cabins, there would be women's voices, and in addition to the wives working together, many young girls would follow their fathers, brothers, and brothers, and then do some needlework under the lamp, which not only saved the money for the fuel of a lamp in the house, but also chatted with the fishermen, so that the father and brother would not be bored on the ship alone at night.

Some adults who are brave or have no one else at home to take care of the children will also take the children with them, so the small boat with children is usually full of children's frolicking and adults' scolding, which is very lively.

Qiu Chan was lying on the deck of his boat, taking a sip of wine and a sip of sauced beef, the young man regretted a little, he shouldn't have given the meat to the eighteenth son, he didn't have enough to eat.

Thinking of the eighteen sons, Qiu Chan was a little lost, the eighteen sons' real names are no longer known, and the names on the rivers and lakes are also eighteen sons, eighteen fingers, and ghost monks, etc., none of the titles involve his real name and other information, all according to his weird eighteen fingers and the appearance of ghosts that do not look like people.

The skull is exposed when the person is doing good deeds is the eighteenth son, the word son is a kind of honorific title for such influential people as the great sage, Lao Tzu Zhuangzi and even the Buddhist golden cicada is like this, in today's orthodox Buddhist temples in the world, almost all the monks are willing to respectfully respect this killer who is second only to the Zhou Nu as the eighteen sons of the holy teacher.

In order to compensate him and suppress his demonic heart, almost every monk who has attained enlightenment over the years will pass the internal power of Buddhism into his body before his death.

Under the blessing of the internal strength of countless Buddhist monks, the eighteen sons have advanced by leaps and bounds in the Buddha's comprehension, and many people on the rivers and lakes know that his famous trick is called eighteen layers of purgatory, but few people know that this eighteen layers of purgatory is not not a magic skill, but a Buddhist practice created by the eighteen sons.

The Eighteenth Layer Purgatory was created in accordance with the various criminal laws and various sins in the Eighteen Layers of Hell, and it is an extremely advanced martial art, just like when the Eighteen Sons first appeared, a sound of the Buddha's horn can make the old couple abandon their fears, and make countless sleeping people become calm.

When the eighteenth layer of purgatory is unleashed, the Buddha's voice will dispel the most primitive desires of all kinds of sins in the eighteen layers of hell, and countless desires such as jealousy, greed, lust, etc., will dissipate in the eighteen layers of purgatory.

According to what the eighteenth son said when he was sober, he turned into an eighteen-layer purgatory, devouring all the sins and unreasonable desires in the world, leaving an innocent world.

And after the eighteen sons became eighteen fingers, he no longer thought about how to exorcise the evil thoughts in the world, but thought about punishing people who did not agree with his three views. When someone scolds, he doesn't care whether the scolded person is innocent or not, anyway, as long as he hears it, he will cut out the tongue of the scolder.

Qiu Chan very much hoped that he could overpower the demonic nature of the Buddha, but until the eighteenth son disappeared from the sight of the young man, the holy Buddha name could not be remembered again, obviously the Buddha did not reawaken in his body.

However, Qiu Cicada knows that there will not be any disputes due to desire in the two streets near the restaurant tonight, because the first few Buddha names have eliminated everyone's desires, and in these few days, people who hear the Buddha names will not be jealous or greedy......

This is the reason why a monk with a terrifying face can be called the Eighteen Sons Holy Master by countless virtuous and respected holy monks, and if he completely abandons his unwillingness and evil thoughts, then he will not be able to become a Buddha.

A child crouching on the bow of the boat and playing with the fish he caught saw the boat in the distance under the moonlight and shouted to his father who was sorting the nets: "Daddy, look, there is a boat floating over there." ”

As soon as the man raised his head, he followed the child's line of sight, and there was indeed an ordinary-looking boat flowing down the water, and the boat had a small canopy, which could shade the sun when the sun was scorching, and it could shelter the rain in rainy weather.

The man didn't say anything, signaled his son not to make noise, the urchin saw his father's solemn eyes, and honestly closed his mouth, the boat that slowly moved with the current was getting closer and closer to the man and the child's boat, and the father and son on the boat held their breath.

The boat staggered from the side of the fishing boat and continued to drift, and the fisherman's father and son were shocked when they saw the young man with loose clothes on the deck.

The drunken young man kept looking at the moon and the dark shadows of the trees on both sides, and as the boat moved, the young man's eyes saw a small fishing boat lit with oil lamps, and the man who looked at the bow of the boat knew that it was the father and son and a child sitting on the deck and looking at him.

"I've seen this son." The man hugged his fist at Qiu Chan, this is the current situation of ordinary people's lives, and it is not a bad thing to say hello politely when you see a rich person.

Qiu Chan, who was lying on the boat, tilted his head and smiled, seeing that the child's left hand holding things was a little awkward, and he couldn't even lift a fish, the young man asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with the child's hand?" ”

The man was very surprised by the keen observation of the young man on the boat opposite, it was still difficult to see that the child's hand was a little wrong in such a dim place, and said with a wry smile: "The child is stubborn, he fell during the fight, and he has seen the doctor before, but it still seems that he can't straighten and can't use his strength." ”

The young man didn't speak, but the boat under him slowly drifted towards the fishing boat of the father and son.

The young man's boat gently touched the father and son's fishing boat, Qiu Chan sat up and stretched out his hand to the little boy and said, "Stretch out your hand to show me." ”

When the man saw it, he was immediately overjoyed and said, "Hurry up and show this boy your hand." ”

The little boy was a little worried and scared, and kept shrinking back, but he slowly stretched out his hand under the signal of his father's eyes.

Qiu Chan took the child's swarthy little hand that was still stained with fish scales, looked at it over and over, and said lightly: "It was broken and not connected, and it grew up, I suggest reconnecting, otherwise this hand is basically useless." ”

"Childe, didn't you say that you basically grew up? How do I reconnect? Looking at the child who had retracted his hand, the man's brows furrowed tightly, he probably knew what youth meant, but he couldn't help but ask.

The gentle Qiu Chan was not verbose, and said softly: "If you need it, I can help you pick it up, you give me two fish as a reward, you and I are clear, if you don't need it, I will leave." ”

Looking at his own timid child, the man frowned deeply, his fingers kept rubbing the little boy's hand, time was lost little by little, the young man did not have any impatience on his face, and always maintained a faint smile, the man on the fishing boat frowned gradually dispersed, slowly exhaled, and made up his mind: "Then it will be troublesome." ”

"Find two boards and two ropes."

The man, who was also a neat man, took it as he spoke, turned his head and took a plank from the canopy and folded it in two, and found another strip of cloth.

"Find something for him to bite into." Looking at the thing placed at the little boy's feet, Qiu Chan reached out and pulled the little boy's arm with a frightened face, looking at the fear in the boy's eyes, the young man still had that breezy expression, "It will hurt a lot, it hurts more than the last time you fell, but if you don't want to suffer from this, your hand will be like this for the rest of your life." ”

The child's father rolled up the corner of his shirt for the boy to bite, and Qiu Chan saw that everything was ready, and asked the boy, "What shirt did you wear three days ago?" ”

The boy instinctively went to think about it, looking at the distraction of the boy in front of him, Qiu Chan held the boy's arm and folded it hard, and the little boy who was awakened by the severe pain withdrew his hand frantically, a roar came out of his throat, and the green tendons could be seen on his thin face.

The resolute farmer with a resolute face oozed beads of sweat on his head, his eyes were full of tears, he gritted his teeth and didn't speak slightly, as soon as he had a child, he would have a lot of weaknesses, and such a pain would definitely not shed tears even if it happened to him, but on his own child, it was like ten fingers connected to his heart, and it hurt to the bone marrow.

The young man was still the same breeze, unhurriedly picked up the plank and fixed the little boy's hand, and then began to tie the knot with a rope, the child had tears on his face, and the man did not say a word from beginning to end.

The man knew that this was an opportunity, the doctor who could find his family could only take some medicine for bruises in the face of the child's hand, and nothing else, maybe the child's hand would be so wasted, just looking at the face of this son-in-law, he should not be happy with his father and son, at this time it was just a temporary pain, and it was over after enduring.

"Okay, it's good to dismantle it after a month, of course, it's better to dismantle it in a month and a half."

After the young man finished speaking, he said to the crying little boy in the dark: "Little brother, be honest lately, otherwise you will suffer this crime in vain." ”

Without waiting for the man to say something of thanks, the autumn cicada picked two fish by himself, so the two fish were directly entangled by the internal force and flew to his boat, even the boy stopped crying and stared blankly at the fish that could suddenly fly.

The man who came back to his senses knew that this was what the people in the village said about the masters of the rivers and lakes taking things from the air, and he couldn't stop thanking the boat that was far away, and the young man on the deck lay down again, and the two fish were thrown into the water by him, looking at the black shadow swimming away, the young man smiled and drank two sips of wine.