The old monk said let us walk, naturally it won't be nonsense, and I don't have to worry about what will happen, these blind monks who eat people just look terrible, and there is no real threat.

After a long walk to the edge of the temple, the houses here are noticeably dilapidated compared to the others, but they are neatly organized, with a large amount of coal and firewood piled on one side, and a huge platform on the other, at the end of which is a pool. On the platform, there were countless human skulls, and the bodies of the two monks lay between them, quiet and peaceful like a painting.

Kan patted me and pointed across the pool. At that end was a huge hall, and the windows on the water were very familiar, and it should be the one we didn't dare to jump in the cafeteria.

The two monks went up with their knives, stretched out their hands to grope for the two corpses to determine their positions, and raised their hands to cleanly cut off the heads of the two people. Then he grabbed the cavity with one hand and threw it into the cauldron next to him.

These two moments were very clean and neat, Xiao Kan exclaimed in surprise without an exit, the movements of the two monks had ended, and they raised their heads indifferently towards us.

At that moment, my body was a little numb, these so-called monks did not look like monks at all, and their methods were outrageously sophisticated.

The severed heads of the two people were in the hands of the two monks, and the knife with a somewhat similar shape to Ingisha quickly opened in the neck, and after a while, the entire scalp was peeled off, followed by various expression muscles, these two people were very skillful, and in the blink of an eye, the two heads were clean.

A few monks quickly got up to work and sprinkled the water from the bucket into the skulls on the platform, and strangely enough, the water did not flow down from the platform as I had imagined, but was quickly absorbed by the skulls as if it had encountered a sponge.

The two newly stripped heads were placed in the middle of the heads, and the blood was particularly conspicuous, and a scoop of water was poured on them, and the color quickly turned gray.

After all the water was poured, the two monks carried the cauldron containing the corpse and left, while the remaining monks sat down on the spot, did not chant the sutras, and looked as if they were waiting for something.

"It's a strange place for people." Xiao Kan leaned into my ear and whispered: "Those two people stewed the whole thing without washing or dissecting, but they were so careful about making their heads." ”

I startled her by this, when did this girl have such a heavy taste, this kind of thing is not salty or light.

"Let's take a look." Seeing that I didn't speak, Xiao Kan pointed to the direction where the cauldron was leaving.

I saw that the monks in this place didn't make any other moves, and it was not interesting to continue looking, so I followed Xiao Kan towards that side.

How tall is that cauldron, plus the bones and two corpses inside, I'm afraid that it can't be more than 500 catties? The two monks carrying this pot are obviously not enough to see, and the crooked and slanted along the way makes people worry about it.

I was willing to help, but I still gave up at the thought of the contents of the pot, and as I walked around the cauldron there was a faint sour smell, I knew that it was the intestinal contents that had lost pressure and poured out, and the thought of this thing still being made and eaten was a wave of nausea.

The cauldron was carried into the main hall and placed on the stove in the corner of the hall, and the two monks went out again and didn't know what to do, I didn't want to go out with me again, and Xiao Kan didn't want to leave me by himself, so he leaned on the window and looked out.

The blood and hair on the floor had been swept clean, and I stood where I had stood before, staring at the dimly lit interior of the hall in a daze. I felt a pang of bitterness when I remembered that hundreds of people here had joined forces to eat people, and that the ascetics had voluntarily died for food. What is it that turns a monk who is supposed to keep vows into an cannibal monk?

I've thought about food shortages and things like that, but that doesn't explain what is happening at hand. It should be said that the production on this mountain is not barren, as can be seen from the hares stored by the lynx. If these monks are determined to eat meat, they dare not say that they are full, but it is better than a bowl of broth on this day.

"Si'an, what do you think they are doing?" Xiao Kan didn't know what he saw, and beckoned me by the window.

When I went over to look, I saw two monks just now, one holding a large piece of coal, the other carrying two buckets of water, staggering towards this side.

Although I feel that something is not quite right, I don't know what to make a fuss about, but I know that Xiao Kan's usual focus is very different from ordinary people, and maybe I can't say what I found.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't you think it's strange? Coal and water were brought from over there, and how much trouble did they do directly over there? Xiao Kan asked me.

"It's called cultivation!" I began to make up irresponsible, "This is practice, and the so-called practice is not eating well, sleeping well, being busy, and having nothing to do." ”

", you!" Xiao Kan laughed and punched me.

I laughed too, trying to fight back like I had done before, but I didn't move, and suddenly I felt very tired and just wanted to sit down for a while.

The sensation came very suddenly, and I slid down the wall and sat on the floor.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Kan startled me and quickly squatted beside me.

I waved my hand, "It's okay, I'm tired and panicked, take a break." ”

Xiao Kan looked at me worriedly, briefly checked me, and probably thought I was fine, so he sat down with me.

The rocks underneath the ass are a little hard, but not bright, and the surroundings are quiet.

Two monks came in and poured water into the cauldron, while the other picked up a sledgehammer and began to smash coal.

They are very skilled in their work, and they are masters who have been in this way for a long time, and the two buckets of water conservancy are poured into it and turned around and left. Although the other monk could not see, a hammer that was not too big seemed to have eyes, and in a few strokes it broke a large lump of coal into a pile, and each stroke followed the texture of the lump of coal, and not a single debris fell to the ground.

Neither of them rested, followed by a second and a third...... Xiao Kan and I sat on the warm stone floor and watched, and we didn't get tired of it in the slightest.

Time passed quickly in their mechanical back-and-forth and miraculous movements, and at last the cauldron was filled with water, and a small pile of coal was piled up.

The fire was quickly lit, the water in the pot made a soft noise, and the two monks saluted facing the cauldron before standing quietly.

With the first sound of boiling water, drums were heard outside, and it was time for evening class.

The sound of chanting sounded, and countless monks chanted scriptures in one stream, as if they were sitting on the ground in the order of the previous meal, with solemn expressions.

Xiao Kan and I sat between them and the stove, not thinking of the scriptures that could hypnotize me, the sound of boiling water in the cauldron and the sound of chanting were intertwined, and there was a very strange effect that made me forget the time.

I looked at all this, and I didn't have boring thoughts such as rabbit death and fox sorrow, but thought of the monk sitting alone in the front row, and I don't know if I would remember the scene when I was overtaken by others.

A smell of meat overflowed from the pot and wafted past me and Xiao Kan in the direction of the monks. The smell of incense also wafted in from the window, intertwined, but there was no sense of disobedience.

I don't know how long it took, but the flames in the stove went out, and the broth in the pot was still roasted by the residual temperature, and it rolled out. As if hearing some command, the chanting stopped abruptly, and all the monks stood up in unison and walked out slowly.

I looked at all this in front of me, as if I knew something, but I didn't know anything.

Soon the broth in the pot stopped tumbling, and all the monks had left, except for the old monk.

I watched him walk towards me, but it didn't occur to me to get up and greet him, and the old monk stood still five or six paces in front of me, slowly saluting.

"What did Xia Jushi see?" The old monk spoke slowly.

I sat on the floor, confused, not knowing what he was asking me. For most of the day, I didn't see anything, but I seemed to see everything, there was something very mysterious lingering in my heart, but I couldn't grasp it, like a trace of hair at the end of my nose, I couldn't see or touch it, but it itched to my heart.

The old monk smiled slightly, looked at the pot and then at me. "The Buddha cut meat to feed the eagle, sacrificed himself to feed the tiger, and became a Buddha with an epiphany. The old monk became a Buddha in the flesh, and he had no chance to experience it, but the monks here were fortunate to be able to become a Buddha in the mouth and stomach, and achieved the great road of the world......"

When I heard him say this, I suddenly felt a little funny, and unceremoniously interrupted: "Since you are a Buddha, it is not appropriate for me to call you Guru or anything, so I will be commensurate with you and me, I don't know if it will work." ”

"Of course not!" The old monk bowed, "Xia Jushi doesn't have to call anything, it's not appropriate to call anything." ”

I laughed too, leaned back against the wall, and grabbed Kan's hand.

"What you said just now sounds good, and it's a fool to fool people when you say it, but I want to ask you, do you really think so?"

The old monk took a step back and said slowly: "The disciples of the Buddhist family say that it is beyond the six realms, but in fact, they are still among all living beings, and there is no difference between people, beasts, grass and ants. ”

"You mean that everything you eat is the same, and there is nothing special about eating people?" I asked.

"Or what do you think?" The old monk suddenly said something that should never have been said by him.

I was a little stunned and didn't know what to say. The old monk continued: "The appearance of all living beings is ever-changing, but there is one and the other, six reincarnations, hunger and appetite, what to eat is not cannibalism, what to eat is to eat people? ”

"One and the other?" I suddenly remembered the Fern Immortal, the kind of thing that was called the source of life, was that the end?

"Xia Jushi, you know." The old monk took a step back, "It is a great fate for Xia Jushi to come here, it is better to rest here tonight, no matter what the previous situation is, what worries in your heart, look at it for a few more days, and you will know." ”

"How do you know I know?" When I heard him say this, I was horrified and asked.

The old monk shook his head without saying a word, and slowly retreated away, his expression and posture were extremely humble.

"He's a Buddha?" Xiao Kan asked me softly, as if he was afraid of waking me up.

"Yes, he has been a Buddha for at least a thousand years!" I wanted to chase but stopped, turned around and replied to Xiao Kan.