When everyone left, only the fisherman girl was left squatting on the ground, silently picking up fish.

"Woohoo"

Her sobbing was also very unpleasant, and the disturbing people didn't have the heart to go shopping, and a light rain fell, and the whole street was empty.

Only the fisherwoman squatted in the rain.

Smack,

He Cheng stepped on the water and stood in front of the fisherman girl and stopped, and the rain fell on him, disappearing and evaporating in an instant.

He is the nemesis of the dragon, and naturally he does not tolerate water.

"People are easily confused by hue, but they don't know that after a hundred years, they are just pink skeletons, and money is nothing outside the body after all, only they suffer in the sea of suffering, endlessly, and they can't find the other side. After death, the things of the previous life are all illusory, and you can only struggle from the sea of suffering" She said in a steady voice, as if talking to herself.

"If they all understand, Lingshan won't be able to live." He Cheng looked down at her reaching out to grab the fish jumping on the ground, splashed with muddy water.

"The world is so big, anywhere can be a spiritual mountain, if you can purify all sentient beings out of the sea of suffering, why worry about not being able to live?" The fisherman girl stood up and looked at He Cheng, "I want to go back to the river to fish." ”

He Cheng bent down and picked up the basket, looking at the Bodhisattva who didn't cast spells and was really exactly like an ordinary person, he didn't know what expression to use.

There is only one thought in my heart, "I am straight".

He walked slowly with the fisherwoman, and returned to the riverbank, where a small boat was swaying in the rain.

The fisherman's girl trotted two steps into the boat, turned her head and shouted to He Cheng: "Childe, come in and take shelter from the rain, that son, let's take shelter from the rain together."

He Cheng turned his head, and it turned out to be a scholar jogging in the rain, with two wide sleeves raised above his head, like two big fans.

At the beginning of the period, when he heard that someone had sheltered him from the rain, the scholar was overjoyed, and just wanted to agree, but when he turned his head, he saw a fisherman girl with a strange ugly face: "It's so ugly, I'd rather be drenched, I'd rather be drenched"

He Cheng grinned and walked into the fishing boat under the scholar's puzzled gaze.

It got dark quickly, and the whole town had fallen silent due to the rain.

"Amitabha" a Buddha horn, setting off a trace of waves in the smooth river.

Inside the fishing boat, He Chenghu sat on a pony, grabbed a live fish casually, and looked at the fisherman girl who was meditating with her eyes closed: "Venerable Wisdom said that the Buddha's heart can be borrowed, dare to ask Master Guanyin, how to borrow it?" ”

"The general is interested in this?"

"Very interested!"

He Cheng nodded vigorously, of course he was interested, if he wanted to gather three hundred Buddha hearts in this world dominated by Lingshan, he would inevitably be hunted down by Lingshan, and if there was a gentle way, he would not refuse.

The body of the corpse Buddha is rarely used now because of the lack of power, and there are too many things on his body that are not powerful enough to be upgraded urgently.

"This is the relationship between the general and the Buddha"

The fisherman's girl smiled slightly, and her ugly appearance made people smack her teeth.

"General, please listen carefully, contemplate the Bodhisattva of Freedom, and when you walk in the deep Prajnaparamita, you will see the emptiness of the five aggregates and overcome all suffering."

As soon as she spoke, He Chengru put on a tight spell, and her head swelled for a while.

The fisherman's girl did not pause, a Guanyin Heart Sutra, fifty-four sentences, two hundred and six crosses, was smoothly sent to He Cheng's ears, and when the voice stopped, He Cheng scratched his head and barely stood up, "I listen to the scriptures but this is the way, we really have nothing to do with the Buddha." ”

He had suffered a lot of sins just now, and his brain was like a red-hot iron rod and stirred up, and after dozens of turns, the iron rod was pulled out, and his brain was glued out together.

"Amitabha, it seems that the general's road to Buddhahood is very bumpy, and only with great perseverance and perseverance can he achieve positive results."

"I'm already the right one."

He Cheng sat down again: "Master Guanyin, I want the heart of the Buddha, what's the use of you chanting the scriptures?" ”

"The Buddha heart of the poor monk is in this Guanyin Heart Sutra, it is my Buddha heart. I think the general seems to have had an epiphany, so why don't you listen to me recite the Heart Sutra again. ”

"No, no need!"

He Cheng left the ship,

This is different from He Cheng's understanding, the Buddha's heart, the Buddha's heart.

Killing the Buddha to take the heart and increase his strength is a way, but he only has a headache when he listens to the scriptures and recites the texts, and instinctively wants to avoid it.

"It's weird, it's weird!" He Cheng scratched his hair, unable to figure it out.

The next day,

Guanyin Bodhisattva's fisherman girl turned into a fisherman once again went to the street to sell fish, the difference is that this time she changed into a very handsome woman, still in yesterday's position, the sky is bright, and people are on the street one after another.

The butcher who sold pork yawned, fell on the board with half a dead pig on his shoulder, turned his head and saw a woman in front of him, and cursed: "Bad luck", he said in his heart, "I have to blow this ugly woman away, lest she delay my business!" ”

The butcher came to the fisherman's girl with a menace, just opened his mouth, but smelled a fragrance, which was completely different from yesterday's fishy smell. So beautiful! ”

He used to sell pork, and his throat was torn open to spread half of the town, but now when he shouted, naturally a group of people found that both men and women gathered around, marveling at the appearance of the fisherman's girl, and rushing to buy fish.

But these aren't good people either.

Immediately someone said, "I bought you a fish, how about you let me kiss it?" ”

"You're a terrible person! Hehe, I bought all your fish, you marry me as a wife, and help me sell pork" As soon as I heard this, this is the butcher.

All kinds of shouting and shouting continued, and the shouting and scolding were completely different from yesterday's.

"You want to marry me?"

"Of course!"

"As long as any of you can recite the Guanyin Heart Sutra overnight, I will marry him."

"Really?" Some people don't believe that by memorizing a scripture book, they can marry such a wife who is more beautiful than a fairy?

"Of course it's true" Before she finished speaking, an old man in the crowd squeezed over, "She is my daughter, dedicated to Buddha, if any of you can recite the Heart Sutra, she will definitely marry you!" ”

The old man winked at the fisherman.

"That's right, this is my father, with the order of my parents, you should be able to rest assured, right?"

"Who is this old man, I haven't seen it." The people around him began to talk.

"Whatever, carrying a book, it's not taking money, not suffering, besides, you look at his old arms and legs, dare to lie to us? Chop him to death directly! ”

"That's right!"

He Cheng also took over the task of the Bodhisattva and came over to be a father to add some credibility.

On this day, everyone had no intention of doing anything, holding this Guanyin Heart Sutra and reciting, and no one slept all night.

The sound of the heart sutra chanting in the town was like a ten-sided attack, and He Cheng had a headache.

He hid in the clouds, and could still hear the chanting from time to time.

Day 3,

The old man sat on the second floor of the teahouse, and the handsome fisherwoman stood behind him, respectfully serving him tea and pouring water.

In front of the tea table was a line of people standing downstairs.

Most of them came to marry wives, and some were women, in order to marry concubines for their father-in-law, or to marry daughters-in-law for their sons.

Everyone comes to recite the Heart Sutra, and the fisherwoman checks it on the side.

But this is bitter He Cheng.

"Calculated!"

Fortunately, these people don't have Buddha nature, and chanting sutras is like a running account, so his brain is not painful.

When the three hundredth people are read, boom!

He Cheng seemed to have a wall exploding in his mind, and it was instantly transparent.

8 Buddha hearts, one more!

"Tsk! No, no, keep reading! ”

He endured a headache and listened to more than 600 people, boom!

9 Buddha hearts, plus one more.

At this moment, he seemed to have found a trick.

He Cheng turned his head to look at the fisherman girl beside him, and the fisherman smiled at him: "Dad, if you are tired, you might as well go back and rest."

"Not tired, not tired" good things come to an end, of course he doesn't feel tired.