Chapter One Hundred and Eight: The Monk Who Sleeps Around His Golden Body
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.
Xiao Shami, who mistakenly thought that he was despising his temple, couldn't help but blush, and turned his head angrily to distinguish a few words. But I saw a girl in a pink shirt, standing like a lotus flower facing the night wind.
Thirteen or fourteen years old is the age when love first blossoms, and his beautiful face almost dazzles his eyes. Xiao Shami, who had less contact with his peers, was inexplicably panicked, and lowered his head in a swoop voice.
After a long time, he defended in a low voice: "That~ That's a ghost, who wouldn't be afraid?" ”
"Hey, isn't he just a ghost! Xiao Yu'er is not afraid, we are not afraid! ”
Like a cheerful lark, Ao Yu trotted two steps in front of Yu Gan and said proudly.
Xiao Shami, who couldn't help but peek at her, saw her delicate appearance, and was not angry at all, but became more and more flustered.
After reciting silently a few times, remembering the three words of Xiao Yu'er in his heart, he said softly to the slender shadow printed in front of him: "You walk with the Bodhisattva, naturally you don't have to be afraid." ”
Ao Yu's chin was raised, and he said with pride: "My family elder is not a bodhisattva, he is comparable to ......."
Softly knocked on the little head on his chest, interrupting the show-off behind it, and Yu Gan reached out to pick up the little novice.
"Amitabha, little friend, hurry up, the ground is cold and you are sick. The poor monk is just a mortal monk from afar, not a bodhisattva. ”
But the little novice didn't believe it, and his tears were about to fall: "Mingxin was afraid of evil spirits and neglected the Bodhisattva. If you want to punish me, you will punish me, but please save the teachers in the temple! ”
Seeing his appearance, Hei Feng was playful for a while, leaned over and said, "Little guy, although my family elder is not a Bodhisattva, he has killed ...... with his own hands."
Without waiting for him to say the Zhuhuai of the White Bone Ridge, Yu Gan said helplessly: "Hei Feng, don't scare Xiaoyou." ”
After that, he bowed his head slightly at Xiao Shami and said, "Xiaoyou's name is Mingxin, right?" Although the poor monk has no fruit, he also has some means. If there are really evil ghosts in the temple, it can also help one or two. ”
After some explanation, Xiao Shami finally believed that the monk in front of him was not a bodhisattva, and the hope in his eyes instantly dimmed.
He sniffed, tried to suppress the thick disappointment, shook his head and said, "Thank you for the kindness of the elder, but that evil ghost is extremely fierce, and there have been teachers in the temple who have gone to Duhua before, but they were all injured by it. So don't venture out and leave while the demon hasn't appeared yet. ”
Walk?
Yu Gan couldn't help it, if it weren't for the haunting of your temple, I wouldn't have come.
Although this is the case, but the words can't be said like this, he put one hand on his chest, and said patiently: "Mingxin Xiaoyou, it's late at night now, where can the poor monks go?" I also hope to go and report to the head of your temple, we only stay for one night, not to provoke the evil spirit. ”
As for why he didn't cast the spell, it wasn't that he was worried about scaring the little novice. Instead, Yu Gan was worried that the noise would be too loud, and it would be really troublesome for the monks in the temple to kneel back and forth.
Ao Yu thought it was funny, and he also leaned in front of Mingxin and clasped his hands together and said coquettishly: "Little Master, it's freezing outside, so you can let us borrow it for a night, okay?" ”
"Good~......"
The soft and glutinous voice and the faint fragrance rushed together, and the shy Mingxin's brain was blank, and he subconsciously took a few steps back and nodded again and again.
"Ha, then thank you little master!"
Seeing him agree, Ao Yu turned his head and squeezed his eyes mischievously at Yu Gan.
"Alas~"
After a moment, Mingxin, who came back to his senses, patted his head in annoyance. No wonder Master always said that the woman outside the temple was a tiger, and it was really scary to see it today!
It's just that monks can't talk about it, and even if they are unwilling, it's not easy to regret what they promised. After taking half of the candle and lighting it, he put it in the lantern, and said wistfully: "If you insist on staying, then go with the little monk to meet the monk." ”
This unwilling appearance naturally caused several people to snicker.
Walking a few steps to his side, Yu Gan asked with some curiosity: "Why does Xiaoyou call the head of the temple an adult?" ”
Mingxin then remembered that a few people were not native monks, and explained with some embarrassment: "Elder Hui, this monk is not a monk in the temple, but a secular official selected by His Majesty three years ago, and is specifically responsible for managing the affairs of the temple. ”
It was the first time Yu Gan had heard of such a system, and he couldn't help laughing: "Oh? It's also interesting to be managed exclusively by officials! ”
How do you know Mingxin shook his head and said, "What's interesting, that adult has a big temper." ”
As he spoke, several people walked through the second-floor mountain gate and came to the front of the main hall. Yu Gan wanted to ask again, but saw Mingxin wave his hand nervously.
Could it be that this is the place where evil spirits are infested?
Yu Gan thought like this, and looked around curiously. But I saw that although it was late at night, the front and back doors of the Buddha hall were bright and wide open.
There are several tall statues in the hall according to the south, east, west, and northwest, and they look at it closely, but they are the four heavenly kings who hold the country, hear more, grow, and wide-eye.
Of course, these four are not the brothers who take turns guarding the Nantianmen, but the Buddha's Heavenly Kings. Otherwise, if you can be both Taoist and Buddha incense, other Bodhisattvas and immortals must not be jealous to death.
Looking at the four statues with indigo complexions, which looked like evil ghosts and Shura, Yu Gan smacked his lips in some surprise.
Tsk, these people are all from the demon clan and have a far-reaching reputation. Those who dare to spread wild in front of their statues are afraid that the little ghosts arranged by Buddhism themselves will have this courage.
The divine sense swept through the main hall, and he wanted to meet the black chicken king in advance.
Strange, why is there no yin qi in this hall, but there are monks sleeping on the ground outside the hall?
Could it be that in addition to the strange rules of officials stationed in the temple, there is also the custom of monks sleeping around the golden statue?
As he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt that the sleeve of his shirt was gently pulled several times. When he looked up, he saw that Mingxin, who was leading the way in front of him, did not speak, but just signaled him to leave quickly.
After a few people left the main hall for dozens of feet, Mingxin breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Just now I only cared about answering the elder's question, and I almost disturbed the rest of the senior brothers. ”
Without waiting for Yu Gan, who was curious about this matter, to speak, Ao Yu behind him asked first: "Little Master, how come the golden body in your temple is still guarded by a special person, are you afraid that the thief will steal it?" ”
The lantern in his hand trembled violently, and Mingxin forcibly held back the indignation in his heart, and whispered back: "How can any thief steal these, it's not the evil ghost who harmed it!" In the past two years, as soon as the night comes, no one in my whole temple dares to go back to the wings, and only near the golden bodies of the Venerables can I sleep peacefully. ”
"Haha~"
Hei Feng, who understood the reason, couldn't hold back for a while when he heard this, and burst out on the spot. His voice was already loud, and it was the middle of the night. This smile scared Mingxin to death.
Seeing this, Zhu Bajie hurriedly stretched out his hand and knocked on his back, and Hei Feng realized that something was wrong, and covered his mouth to make a strange noise. I don't know, I thought it was a fat pig eating night food.
"Senior Brother ~ Outside ~ Like ~~ Movement ......"
"No~Demons~ ...... coming"
At the same time, there seemed to be a monk living in the hall who was alarmed, and several deliberately suppressed shouts came intermittently in the wind.
Mingxin shrank his neck a little weakly, beckoned to Yu Gan and the others, and then ran away. The lantern in his hand swayed from side to side, but it was really like a miserable white ghost fire.
The Heavenly King Hall behind him suddenly became even more chaotic, the sound of teeth clasping, the sound of absurd chanting, the sound of low sobbing that was tried to suppress, and the faint sound of water dripping, all of which were heard by the deaf and clear-eyed people.
Yu Gan glared at the troubled Heifeng with some helplessness, secretly blessed the Dao Qing Heart Recipe on those panicked monks, and quickly chased after the Ming Xin in front of him......