Chapter 218: Turning things around
"Trace back to the original, the essence of creation!"
Seeing the golden and cyan stone, the little monk was overjoyed and muttered to himself.
Zhou Kai also smiled when he saw it: "It seems that this idiot has been guarding you for hundreds of years, and it is not without benefits, this time let its essence transform from ordinary to strange stones, the foundation is deeper, and it can go further in the future. ”
The little monk didn't speak, but picked up the golden and cyan stone, walked all the way to a place in the valley, and then put the stone down, then put his hands together and said: "Hundreds of years ago, you were the owner of this spiritual land, for hundreds of years, I used the spiritual land to incarnate, and now the things have returned to the original owner, I hope that in the future, you will be successful in cultivation and achieve eternal life." ”
After speaking, the little monk bowed slightly, then looked at Zhou Kai, and said calmly: "Real person, I don't know what to tell the little monk?" Even if the sword mountain is a sea of fire, the little monk will also go. ”
Zhou Kai smiled: "Look at your hanging style, how can you still fight the mountains and fires?" Is my brother this kind of person who forces good people to become prostitutes? Do you wish I could arrange a difficult task for you, and then you will do your best, and then you should repay the favor you owe me, so that you can break up with me? Hehe, this is okay, I have raised a lot of aliens, those guys have no goodness in their hearts, selfishness, I don't think this is good, so I need someone to give these guys ideological education lessons, Heiyue, you have achieved success in cultivation, Buddhism is profound, and this task will be handed over to you in the future, when, heterogeneous goodness, when, you don't owe me. ”
Little Monk: "......"
After Zhou Kai finished speaking, he turned around and left, sighing as he walked: "Of course, what you can say to me is the wind in my ears, but it's a pity, humane Buddhism, Pudu Cangsheng, in the past, there was a Buddha who cut meat and fed the eagle, great mercy." Later, there is Jizo Bodhisattva, hell is not empty, and he vows not to become a Buddha. Now there is a greater choice to cross the world in front of us, but no Buddhist disciple dares to face it, it is really the world is declining, and the people's hearts are not ancient. ”
"I promised." Behind him, the little monk's voice came, and his tone was firm.
Zhou Kai turned around and looked at the little monk with a smile: "Have you really thought about it?" It's a big hole. ”
"Hell is not empty, you will not become a Buddha, you will not be a good person, and you will always be in the world." The little monk clasped his hands together, and at this moment, an immeasurable golden light appeared on its body, and a big sun floated behind his head.
Zhou Kai was stunned and grinned.
And at this moment, hundreds of miles away, in an unnamed temple, a white-eyed old monk who was meditating in the meditation room suddenly opened his eyes, and the next moment, a terrifying momentum erupted, and the windows and doors of the meditation room all burst out.
"Uncle Shi, what's wrong?" A monk in his forties barged in and asked with a panicked expression.
"Amitabha, sins and sins, when you move your hatred, your Zen mind will destroy itself." The white-eyed old monk joined together and recited.
"Ahh Uncle Shi, someone has broken your immovable Zen heart! This, how is this possible! The monk in his forties was shocked.
The white-eyed old monk said: "It's not that people are broken, but they move, the thousand-year-old layout of Buddhism is broken, and the future will become a mystery." I don't know who is so powerful and can turn things around. ”
"Millennial layout, you're talking about Zizhu!" The monk in his forties obviously knew something, and when he heard this, he was directly dumbfounded.
The white-eyed old monk did not explain, but got up from the couch, walked out of the meditation room, looked at the scenery of the distant mountains, and said indifferently: "Heartbeat, action, I should go out of the mountain, Zizhu is a legacy of the Bodhisattva, for the seed of Buddhism, the old monk should not be ignored." ”
At the same time, there is also a Taoist temple only a few hills away from the nameless temple.
This temple is even more shabby, looking like a dilapidated house, even more desolate than the ordinary broken courtyard in the countryside.
In the Taoist temple, under the dilapidated statue of Sanqing, an old Taoist priest with a goatee suddenly opened his eyes. A pair of chicken feet seemed to be able to quickly pinch a few times in the sleeve, and the old Taoist priest suddenly laughed: "Interesting and interesting, really interesting, this old bald donkey is afraid that he is not angry to death!" Wonderful, wonderful. ”
After speaking, the old Taoist priest also walked out of the Taoist temple and looked at the temple.
It seemed that more than a thousand meters apart, the two exchanged their eyes.
Subsequently, the old monk descended the mountain.
The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Da Zhuang." ”
"Master, grandfather." A man with a simple face, a body as strong as a bear, wearing a Taoist robe, walked out, he was holding a bundle of firewood, and looked at the old Taoist priest with a smile.
The old Taoist priest said: "You don't need to cook, you go back to Longhu Mountain to find your master, and you will say, the old Taoist priest is moved, and he wants to go to the game Hongchen, and the return date is uncertain." ”
After speaking, the old Taoist priest jumped directly and fell from the peak, and the honest man in the Taoist robe couldn't shout, so he could only scratch his head and let out an oh sound.
Get out of the bamboo forest and turn around the van.
Giving the turtle a taste of the new broth, it started the spicy dance again.
And when the black moon got into the van, he folded his hands and closed his eyes to sleep, and on his body, even if the Buddha's light was not bright, it gave people a warm and bright feeling.
Even the spicy dancing turtle couldn't help but get closer, and then hugged Black Moon's leg and rubbed it.
This is the vow has been fulfilled and the Buddha's heart has been determined.
For the Black Moon, this is its calamity, and it is also its fate.
Tribulation is an alien, and if a strangeness is not good, he will never become a Buddha.
The fate is also different, enlightened and unremitting, the Buddha's heart will become stronger and stronger, and the Dharma will be deeper every day.
Of course, all this is based on Zhou Kai's help.
In other words, the higher the achievements of the Black Moon, the more Zhou Kai is owed, and it is still unknown how this big man will deal with himself in the future.
Driving the van and looking at the black moon, Zhou Kai smiled, and there was an inexplicable sense of accomplishment in his heart.
Golden light, empty light, black moon, monsters, hundreds of years of cultivation of the Diamond Sutra, this is obviously a routine, a routine of Buddhism, maybe this black moon has some huge origin, and what will be a huge role in the future.
However, your plan has failed, Heiyue, and in the future, I will be the instructor of my Hongshan Heterogeneous Brigade, and after he takes the oath, no one will be able to pull him away.
This kind of feeling of snatching love with a horizontal knife and cutting off the beard halfway is really cool.
"Book Spirit, do you know the whereabouts of the other monsters?" Zhou Kai asked with a smile.
"No, in that person's impression, there are only these two magic hands, and the others are unknown." The book spirit responded.
Zhou Kai said: "No, forget it, contentment, this pot of soup is now a fusion of demons, desires, and Buddha relics, and then look for other different ingredients to supplement in the future, and strive to make up the ten flavors. ”
As he spoke, Zhou Kai drove and accelerated, and soon left the area where Zizhu Mountain was located.
Walk leisurely all the way to Anyang.
A few hours later, the sky darkened, and at eight o'clock in the evening, Zhou Kai took out his mobile phone to navigate, ready to find a small town or something to rest.
Suddenly an unexpected person appeared in front of the van.
The distance was too close, even if Zhou Kai reacted sensitively, it was too late, and he collided directly.
With an oops, the man was hit by the van and fell to the ground.
Zhou Kai parked, surprised and undecided.
On this dark road, there is no village in front of it, there is no shop in the back, the four fields are fields, and there are no vehicles on the road before and after, where does a person pop up, this is unreasonable!
"Oh, my old waist, you driver, don't look at the road when driving, my old waist, broken, broken, this must lose money, you don't want to leave without a million." A moan rang out, an old voice.
Zhou Kai stared, suddenly smiled, and then hung up, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed up with a whin.
"it!" With an exclamation, the figure that was originally lying on the ground suddenly jumped up sensitively and avoided the van.
Watching the van go away, the figure stood firm, and in the darkness it could be seen that it was an old man, with a long beard and wearing a robe.
Pinching his long beard, the old Taoist priest smiled, took a step of his legs, and disappeared.