61. A monk who does not recite scriptures is not a good monk

Tan Mo was a little confused, what's going on?

At this moment, Qiqi, who snorted at him and felt still angry, snorted again, and then ran to the Taoist aunt with a tense face, and then walked into a monk's house with the Taoist aunt without looking back.

It happened to be next door to the monastic house where their brothers lived.

Bang.

The door of the monastic house was slammed shut, as if the anger was still lingering.

Tan Mo then looked at his three senior brothers.

There is no doubt that these three senior brothers of his definitely know about this matter, and they are definitely related to them.

"Senior brother, why did you fight with that aunt? Living next to each other, it's going to be troublesome these days. Tan Mo said.

"I don't want to." Mirror Void sighed, and he rolled up his sleeves. Fang just fought with that Dao Gu, and was slashed by Dao Gu's sword a few times, at this time, the sleeves of this monk's robe were already in tatters, and even on the arms, there were several bright red marks, but fortunately there was no bleeding.

After the inspection, the mirror void pointed to the two bald heads hiding in the monk's house, rolled his eyes and said, "This has nothing to do with me, I just stepped forward." ”

"It's none of my business." Bai Guzi hurriedly cleared up the relationship, pointed to the white fat monk beside him, and said, "It's all the trouble caused by the fifth junior brother in his early years. ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother, Three!" The precept Bodhi first thanked the mirror void before explaining: "In order to avoid fratricide, I was also tired of this endless grievances and grievances, like being raised by Gu, and in the end I could only survive one king worm, so I found the abbot senior brother and asked to become a monk." ”

"At that time, I really didn't want to pay attention to this worldly thing, so I faked the news of my death. But I don't want to, Chu Xue is so affectionate to me. ”

When Bodhi said this, he was already smiling bitterly.

Tan Mo clasped his hands together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and didn't say anything more. The first snow in the mouth of this precept Bodhi is undoubtedly the name of the Taoist aunt, and the origin of this matter is that the precept Bodhi did not deal with it before he went home, and Tan Mo did not have the heart to find the root cause.

This is someone's private matter, and outsiders should not interfere.

Seeing Tan Mo like this, the Mirror Void beckoned Tan Mo over and asked, "Little junior brother, have you seen your sister?" ”

Tan Mo nodded.

"Then why don't you talk for a while? It's been a long time since you've seen her, and she's your only loved one now. Even if you delay for half a day, we won't say anything. ”

Tan Mo thought for a while and said truthfully: "Tan Sujin is my sister, but now Tan Sujin, maybe only her skin is my sister." ”

Hearing this, Mirror Void's face changed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"Right now, this peony county ...... We couldn't have come at the right time. Bai Guzi thought about it, and suddenly an elongated horse face became longer.

"However, we should be able to leave unharmed." Mirror Void said, "As long as we stay in the Jinshan Master Temple for a few days and don't go out." So many people come to the temple to ask the abbot for protection, then it is obvious that this Jinshan Master Temple can protect these people. In the same way, it can shelter us. ”

Bai Guzi and the precept Bodhi nodded.

"But ......" Tan Mo wanted to say that since Tan Sujin was rescued by the abbot of Niutou Temple, Tan Sujin had a problem, then the abbot undoubtedly had a problem, but before his words could be spoken, he was interrupted by Bai Guzi.

"Little junior brother, we all understand what you mean. However, so many people have come to this Niutou Temple, and they don't see the spiritual realm of this peony county, so they have to have an accident, right? ”

Tan Mo thought about it and nodded.

"Clean up the house, we're going to live in this place for a few days." Bai Guzi said again.

They nodded in agreement, and Tan Mo cleaned up together.

There were no beds in the monastic house, only a few wooden planks, which were built with stones to make it a bed for several people to sleep on. None of the other uses. Fortunately, when Tan Mo came, he had everything on his body, and it was this hot season, as long as there were no mosquitoes, he slept peacefully.

After packing up, the mirror void went to Mingxin to borrow needlework and sew monk's clothes.

Bai Guzi saw that it was not early, so he went to the canteen in this temple to find food, and if the price was not expensive, he bought a few steamed buns.

The precept Bodhi didn't dare to stay in this courtyard, and he was insecure with the white bones, so he went to borrow needles and threads with the mirror void.

For a while, only Tan Mo was left.

Tan Mo sat at the door and chanted. There are many people in this place, and it is inconvenient to practice boxing, so you can only chant scriptures.

After reading for a while, he heard a sound of broken footsteps, followed by the little girl Qiqi he had met before appeared in front of him, with her little hands on her waist, snorting softly, and said, "Don't read it, it's noisy, stinky monk." ”

Tan Mo stopped, he glanced at the goods, and then said slowly: "Chanting the scriptures is also practice, you are Kun Dao, you have to recite the scriptures sooner or later, although the scriptures you read are different from the little monk's, but they have the same end, your mentality is not right." Come, sit down obediently, listen to me chant the scriptures, and don't make any noise. ”

"Who wants to hear you chant the scriptures! And how do you know that I will be a monk like my aunt? The little girl said angrily, and asked very strangely.

Tan Mo didn't answer, but asked thoughtfully, "That Dao aunt is your aunt?" ”

"No, it's my master, but the master doesn't like me to call her master, so she asked me to call her aunt."

"Your aunt is your master, in this case, your master is a monk, and you will definitely become a monk, otherwise how can you succeed in apprenticeship?" Tan Mo had a wooden face, and there seemed to be a flock of crows flying in his heart.

It's hard to talk to a child.

"You're wrong." The little girl smiled on her little face at this time, and then said proudly: "Although I follow my aunt, when I grow up, I will still get married, and I will not become a monk, so I don't have to recite the scriptures like you!" ”

Tan Mo just inquired casually, and when he heard her say so much, he folded his hands, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and then continued to chant the scriptures.

A monk who does not recite sutras is not a good monk.

And chanting sutras is something that needs to be persistent.

How can it be broken because a little girl said a few words?

Just as he was thinking this, a cold light suddenly flashed, and Tan Mo felt a cold wind brushing his cheeks, and there was a bang on the wall of the monk's house beside him.

The voice is muffled and exceptionally striking.

Tan Mo couldn't help but glance over, and then he saw a three-foot short sword, nailed into the wall, and the sword body was still shaking.

This made Tan Mo subconsciously swallow a mouthful of saliva.

He touched his cheek, it didn't feel wet, but it hurt a little.

There was no bleeding, but I was sure there was some bruising.

Then, Tan Mo saw Fang Cai's Dao Gu slowly walking over and standing beside him.

This Dao Gu first pulled out the sword, and then looked at him expressionlessly, her eyes were cold, and then she shouted in a low voice: "Shut up." ”

Tan Mo clasped his hands together and nodded hurriedly.

This is really fierce.