Qiu Ming cleaned the bed briefly, the dust was too big, and he wanted to get some water and wipe it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Where can I get water?" Qiu Ming walked out of the east wing with a basin of water and stopped a family member in the courtyard.

Jia Ding looked at Qiu Ming, his face was frightened, and he seemed to be a little speechless.

"Where can I get water?" Qiu Ming asked again.

"You're coming out of that courtyard to the east?"

"Exactly, why not?" Qiu Ming looked back at the courtyard behind him, Zhang Peeling arranged it, is there any problem?

"No, no. There's a well over there. After saying that, the family ran away quickly.

This family is so strange, is it because I am a monk? Qiu Ming scratched his head and went to the well to fetch water.

"Eh, come here, let me tell you, there is another monk living in the east wing!" The guy just said as he gestured with his hand.

"Li Si, don't talk nonsense, the master doesn't believe in the monk anymore, how can he let the monk live in?"

Li Si was anxious: "Why don't you believe it, I saw it with my own eyes." ”

"I believe you, because I opened the door and let the monk in, but the housekeeper found an excuse and was deducted 10% of his salary this month." The housekeeper who was guarding the gatehouse just now said depressedly.

"Look, what did I say, when did I, Li Si, lie to you?" Li Si suddenly became proud.

"Eh, does he know that the East Wing is haunted?"

"Where do I know this, maybe tomorrow morning I will find out, not only is my leg broken, but I may also die!"

The housekeeper passed by, and when he heard these family members muttering together, he immediately showed a look of great joy, and there was an excuse to deduct their wages!

"What are you doing! If you don't go to work, you will be lazy here, and you will deduct 10% of your salary this month! ”

Several family members hurriedly dispersed, busy with their own work, and at the same time secretly regretted that the housekeeper had found an excuse to deduct their wages again.

A few family members feel a little bitter in their mouths, they have been deducted three times this month, and today is only the third year of junior high school.

But they were still curious, could something happen to that monk tonight?

After wiping down the tables, chairs and benches in the room, Qiu Ming closed the door and sat down, and took out a ham sausage from his bag, fortunately, he was full before entering this world, and he was probably used to two meals a day.

It's just that this peeling family reveals a strange meaning, Zhang peeling did not ask about the treasure, but arranged for him to stay, could it be said that Zhang peeling is preparing to arrange a Buddhist hall, pretending to be sincere to worship the Buddha, so that he can hand over the treasure?

Anyway, tomorrow when you get an axe, go to the river, and then finish the mission and leave.

But will the world be so simple?

In the world of the three monks, Qiu Ming also thought it was easy, it was just a simple firefight, he kept the water in the tank all the time, but he didn't expect a rat spirit to pop out, almost making him hang up.

But tomorrow Qiu Ming must give it a try, and as for today, Qiu Ming wants to do something else.

From a young age, his father asked him to memorize some mantras and then taught him some moves that he thought were fancy. Thinking about it now, maybe it was really some kind of powerful martial arts, but he didn't practice it.

Now that his physical fitness is very different, and he has seen magical things, he has come to believe in the existence of martial arts.

Posing for the first move, Qiu Ming began to recall the mantra, but he still didn't understand it, he asked his father at the beginning, and his father only said that he would let him memorize it, and he would understand one day.

In less than a minute, Qiu Ming couldn't hold on anymore and felt sore.

He began to chant sutras, hoping to hold on for a little longer. But it only lasted for a few minutes, and then he fell headlong to the ground, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his head.

I got up from the ground and recited the Heart Sutra again, and the tiredness on my body disappeared.

Chanting the sutra allows him to carry two buckets of water and climb from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain in one go, which will take at least half an hour. But practicing the moves passed down to him by his father, he couldn't hold on for even five minutes!

Qiu Ming made a second movement, and at the same time recited the scriptures aloud, also in less than five minutes, and fell to the ground again.

The more this is the case, the more Qiu Ming feels that these moves are extraordinary. Perhaps only when you truly understand the meaning of the mantra can you succeed in cultivation. But practicing these movements first and keeping yourself up for longer is definitely good for your body.

It's just eighteen movements, Qiu Ming has practiced all afternoon, rested many times, and the monk's robe on his body has already been wet with sweat.

After recovering his strength, Qiu Ming began to practice the two mudras that had been passed down to him by quitting greed. He was almost whipped to death by the tail of the rat spirit that day, and Qiu Ming later figured it out, if he hadn't formed a handprint at that time, maybe he had really been whipped to death.

At least when I quit being greedy, I was beaten many times by the rat spirit before I was injured. He shattered all at once, and the biggest possibility was that his cultivation was not enough.

It's a pity that he only learned the most basic Heart Sutra in the world of three monks, and it would be nice to learn a few more. Before entering this world, he looked up other scriptures on the Internet, but reading them had no effect at all.

It's right to think about it, if the scriptures in the real world also have a magical effect, I'm afraid that the real world should be full of Buddhist disciples.

He also told him that if one day he meditates on the scriptures and can visualize a bodhisattva or a Buddha in his mind, then he will truly cultivate the Heart Sutra to the fullest.

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"Laifu, that monk lives in the East Wing, has he said or done anything?" Zhang Peel asked.

"He just cleaned the room with his own water, and then kept chanting in the room, and it was very loud." The housekeeper had already sent someone to keep an eye on it, and he didn't need to enter the east wing, he could hear the sound of chanting outside the east courtyard.

"Well, go and ask the kitchen to bring dinner, Miss is already hungry."

There are more than a dozen dishes on the table, including chicken, duck and fish, and the aroma is overflowing. The landlord's wife poured a glass of wine for Zhang Peeling: "Master, what about that monk?" ”

Zhang peeled the skin and drank the wine in the small wine cup in one gulp: "Madame, don't worry, I have already instructed Laifu to send him a meal for a long time." Aren't you a wandering monk, you must be sleeping in the open air, and some of them are good to eat! ”

"Master, Master~~"

Someone shouted at the door, Qiu Ming opened the door and walked out, and Cheng Shi stood outside the courtyard with a bowl of rice.

"Master, it's really you." Cheng Shi shouted excitedly. At the same time, it's a little strange, not only did the master not break the master's leg, but also let the master stay overnight, isn't this normal?

"Cheng Shi? Come in. Qiu Ming smiled and beckoned, it must be right to have a good relationship with the protagonist.

"I, I'm not going in. Master, are you here to hunt ghosts in this courtyard? Cheng Shi asked curiously.

Ghost hunting?

Qiu Ming looked confused: "Cheng Shi, you said there are ghosts in this yard?!" ”

"yes, everybody knows, don't you know?"