Angry rolling high waves, roaring thousands of miles.

This is the Yellow River, and it does not have any euphemism in the south of the Yangtze River.

Some are just crazy rants.

The Yellow River came west to break Kunlun, roaring thousands of miles to touch the dragon gate.

In this turbulent place, the sound of the big waves covers the heavens and the earth, and the voices of people are difficult to see.

The Tianzhu monk walked faster and faster, almost turning into an afterimage.

And the Nordic apprentice behind him was already panting.

Until the bank of the Yellow River in the distance, in the middle of nowhere, a little of the outline of the temple is revealed.

The Tianzhu monk slowed down as if he saw the Buddha in the world.

"Huh~Huh~Huh~"

The Nordic monk was dressed roughly, and he followed behind the Tianzhu monk in a monk's robe, and when he saw that the master slowed down, he also slowed down.

"Master, is this the place where the Buddha's bone relics come in?"

"Yes, meditate, sincerely, slowly, ten steps and one bow, follow me to get the Buddha's bone relics. ”

The Tianzhu monk said lightly, he took a slow step, and one step out was not small, exactly one meter.

And the apprentice behind him is not so accurate, he just follows his master, if one step is bigger, then the next step is a little smaller.

The temple in the distance is becoming clearer and clearer in the field of vision, and on the bank of the Yellow River, a treasure temple is located here.

After walking more than 100 steps, a remote and desolate temple completely appeared in front of me.

On the door of the temple hangs a broken plaque that reads: Shouzen Temple.

The temple is accompanied by the mountain, and the mountain and the river face each other, so they snuggle together.

Inexplicable desolation and Zen are brewing in the ancient temple.

At this time, the Tianzhu monk had already walked to the door of the Shouzen Temple.

He knocked lightly on the door of the temple and said, "Poor monk Gana, please see the abbot of your temple." ”

Cana's voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated every inch of the temple.

After a while, a steady footstep came.

With the creak of the wooden door opening, a very young monk poked his head out.

It's a very ordinary face, not annoying, but definitely not pleasant.

His robe was covered with patches, but it was very white.

Poor clean and open.

"Master, what's the matter?"

"The poor monk has a lack in his heart, has no ability to become a Buddha, and vows to keep the Buddha bone relics before, chanting every day, willing to be Shani, because he accidentally knows that your temple has Buddha bone relics, so he came to ask for it, and hopes that your temple will become a poor monk. ”

Gana bowed.

"Master, the Buddha is everywhere, you are in the picture, the ancestors of the Buddha's bones, buried according to their wishes, after death is just a handful of loess, why take it seriously?"

The young monk clasped his hands together and smiled.

His voice is like a spring in the mountains, and like a cool breeze in the evening.

No sorrow, no joy, no desire, no thought.

"I can't become a Buddha, I just want to be a Shani chanting scriptures and serving tea under the Buddha's seat, and I hope to invite the abbot of your temple to come out and talk about it?"

"Master Gana, I'm sorry, I'm the abbot of this Buddhist temple, and my Dharma name is Huitong. ”

The young monk apologized, his face unwavering.

I am not happy because I am the abbot of this small Zen temple, nor am I sad because I am the abbot of this small Zen temple.

"The master is already the abbot of a temple at such a young age, and the future is immeasurable, Master Huitong, who has the qualifications to become a Buddha, is he really unwilling to fulfill my little wish?"

The Tianzhu monk first praised, and finally asked in a deep tone.

"The poor monk just can't bear to look at the master. ”

The young abbot said lightly.

"Then I'm sorry, master, the little monk has this demon in his heart, and he wants to take it by force. ”

The Tianzhu monk sank down and said with a face.

"Why should the master?"

Monk Huitong looked at the Tianzhu monk in front of him with a smile.

But the Tianzhu monk has already made a move, he is just a palm, out of the voice, moving like a Buddha sound.

He was looking forward to the young monk in front of him, but he only felt that the Buddha Yun was born by himself, and the Tao was definitely a powerful person.

But until he floated the young monk's robe in his palm, the monk in front of him still didn't move, and he subconsciously withdrew three points of strength.

He asked for the Buddha's bone relics, but he didn't want to kill people.

But this palm still slapped Huitong out fiercely.

"Ahem~"

Huitong coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Why don't you hide?"

"It's not that the poor monk doesn't hide, it's just that he can't hide, but it's a pity that my robe has to be mended again. ”

Huitong spat out the blood from his mouth, leaned against the tree at the entrance of the temple, and looked at his torn robe, he didn't care about his injury, but had a headache at it.

"You still have to worry about your body, although the poor monk has regained his strength, but he still broke your three ribs, this is the poor monk's fault, you can help this abbot." As a teacher, I also have to ask for Buddha bone relics. ”

Gana looked at Huitong, bowed, and then said to his apprentice.

"It's just stinky skin, sooner or later it will turn into loess, but the master should not make mistakes, obsession is like a demon. ”

Smartcom cross-legged in the tunnel.

"Master Huitong, is it wrong to offer to the Buddha? You can go with your teacher, but where are the Buddha's bones not worshipped?"

The Nordic monk smiled and said that he didn't care whether it was right or wrong, and the Buddha was an immortal.

As long as you become a Buddha, what is the meaning of right and wrong?

"If a Buddha wants to be worshipped, then it is a demon, and if a person worships a Buddha, then he does not understand the Buddha. ”

Smartcom finally replied.

But the Cana in front of him had already entered the temple.

......

Half an hour later, just after Gana left the temple, an old man dressed in a robe and a hat walked in.

After he saw Huitong's appearance, he immediately stepped forward to take Huitong's pulse, and after seeing that it didn't hurt his lungs, he smiled.

"You've been robbed, little monk. ”

"Things are also so-called, but they are just some external objects, but the one who robbed the little monk is into the devil, and the little monk has to find a way to save people, which is a troublesome thing. ”

Monk Huitong shook his head and said.

"Okay, little monk, you keep thinking, I was going to play chess with you, but now it seems that you can't play, fortunately, the bones have been connected, otherwise the old decay will have to connect the bones for you." ”

The old man in a white robe helped Huitong to the bed, turned around and left.

"Donor, where are you going?"

"Go and see who robbed you, dare to rob someone under the nose of the old man, it's really not a small courage. ”

Lao Suo was still in front of the temple when he spoke, but when he finished speaking, he was already by the river.

With a little foot, he stepped on the bamboo raft by the river and floated towards the center of the river.

In the midst of thousands of waves, the bamboo raft is as steady as flat ground, down the river, and thousands of miles in a day.

Lao Suo sat quietly in it, not knowing how to shake, if the old monk sat still.

There is a saying: the tiger can fight, the river is difficult to rely on, and the male fruit drowns in the sea and the sea.

On the nine heavens of the Yellow River, people and ghosts look at the heavy pass.

Crossing the Yellow River is a kind of ability, and like this fishing veteran, this ability is obviously high to the horizon.

......

In the distance, Cana held the brocade box in his hand, overjoyed.

At this time, even the angry waves in the Yellow River felt like a joyful rhythm.

"Buddha bless me!"

Cana chuckled softly.

But at this time, a piece of fishing line fell on top of the brocade box and pulled it out.

"Who is my Tao, it turned out to be a Fanbang monk, and he dared to come to the Kyushu realm to do this big thief, is your Buddha cultivator dead in his heart?"