Volume 2 The Lost Lost City Chapter 170 Panmen Past

The old monk said: "Amitabha, sin and sin, the old monk is not soaking in the hot springs, but washing the sins of the body." Other than that, nothing else. ”

Desertion laughed: "Old fairy, you are quite good at self-comfort." ”

"Amitofu, sins and sins, don't pollute the poor monk's heart to the Buddha."

Tang Yiyi also smiled: "What do you know, the old immortal is indeed cleaning away the filth and sin of the appearance. ”

The old monk smiled: "The female donor has a relationship with my Buddha, and the Buddha nature is quite strong, if I can enter my Buddhas, he will become a living Buddha one day." ”

Tang Yiyi said: "Old immortal, what is the black mud mask on your face for?" Is it to discredit the face of the Buddha? ”

The old monk's face changed miserably in an instant, and he said: "My Buddha is merciful, you are disrespectful to my Buddha, and he will be punished by my Buddha one day and go to the eighteen layers of hell." ”

In fact, the three of us couldn't help it for a long time, before in Xiaoliang Temple, we were almost killed by the illusion conjured up by the old monk, and even those beggars were killed by the old monk.

But at this time, he is taking a bite of Amitabha Buddha and my Buddha's compassion and the like, which inevitably makes us resist.

I said coldly: "Old monk, if you don't tell us today, why did you want to hurt me before, I will let you go around without eating." ”

I can see that this is not actually a master, it is nothing more than a philistine monk, pretending to be noble here.

The old monk smiled bitterly: "A few donors, I really don't know, I do this, I am worthy of my heart, worthy of my Buddha, and worthy of several donors." ”

As he spoke, the old monk washed his face, then bathed and changed his clothes.

I suddenly found that since we came here, the sound of knocking on the wooden fish has never stopped, but we have not seen the wooden fish, so I wondered and asked the old monk, who is knocking on the wooden fish? Could it be that there is someone else here besides you?

The old monk said: "No, the poor road is a person who is good and Buddha, pure heart and few desires, and no one else has come to disturb him. This knocker of the wooden fish is the power of nature and the power given by my Buddha. ”

I'm a little puzzled, what do you mean by the power given by the Buddha? I couldn't help but think of the funny scene of a wooden fish floating in the air and knocking on itself.

I didn't have time to talk to the old monk, so I asked the old monk what was going on with the photos we saw before? Who the hell is secretly filming us? How could I make such a strange gesture without knowing it?

The old monk smiled: "The answer to a qiē question is in the story of the old monk rotting in his stomach." Would a few donors be interested in hearing about it? ”

I said of course I want to hear it, you hurry up, or I'll kill you.

The old monk's mentality is quite good, despite our bad attitude, the old monk is kind and pleasant from beginning to end.

I thought to myself, this old monk may not be as unbearable as we seem on the surface, maybe he really understands the Buddha nature, has long seen through the red dust, and is not in the company of ordinary people?

Or is this old monk simply a coward, seeing that there are many of us, he doesn't dare to ask?

The old monk made a pot of new tea, invited us to sit on the stone bench, often recited a Buddha name, and sighed: "Things have to start from the great turmoil in Panmen." ”

Several of our hearts beat involuntarily. Start with the Panmen turmoil? Does this place have anything to do with Panmen?

I couldn't help but gasp and listen more closely.

During the Great Song Dynasty, in Kaifeng Mansion in Henan Province in the north, a man suddenly had a hot cold, visited famous doctors all over the world, and even began to vomit black blood, and there were black nematodes wriggling in the black blood, which was terrifying, although the man was not dead, but it was better to die.

It happened that a monk traveled all over the world, and he happened to meet this man, so he used the strong ** pass to force out the poisonous insects in the man's body, and the black nematode vomited a whole pot.

The man was able to save his life, but the old monk sighed, and followed the disciple to ask why the old monk sighed? The old monk said, what we solved for the man before was Miao Jiang's love surrender. I'm afraid that this man has failed the Miaojiang woman, so he will come true when he lowers his head.

Now, we have relieved our love, and the woman who descended will definitely not let us go. I'm afraid that soon, I will find my door. Thou shalt leave quickly, and one person will do evil, why should you involve your disciples?

That disciple has been with the old monk for seven or eight years, and has been with the old monk since he was a child, how can he leave without mercy at this moment? So he would not leave.

Seeing that this method did not work, the old monk no longer insisted on it, but only warned his disciples that they should be careful in doing things in the future, and that they should not touch strangers' food at all.

The little monk nodded immediately.

But those who understand Gu are all despicable and treacherous people, and they actually used means to make Gu in the hundreds of meals that the old monk came from. The old monk and the apprentice were both poisoned.

Gu worms attacked, and the two of them grew hair all over their bodies, and wherever they went, they would be mistaken for monsters, so the two had to hide and live boring.

The old monk has cultivated Buddhism for goodness all his life, how can he allow the world to treat himself as a monster? Momentarily ashamed, he decided to commit suicide to show his innocence.

But he never thought that at the last moment of the old monk, a burly and tall man appeared in front of the old monk and told the old monk that he had a way to make the old monk return to normal.

The old monk saw the dawn of hope in despair, and was naturally excited, so he asked the man for a way.

The man took out a copper stick from his bosom and handed it to the old monk, saying that as long as he held the copper stick, the hairiness symptoms would naturally disappear within ten days.

The old monk didn't believe it at first, but time proved that what the man said was true. Ten days later, all the hair on the old monk's body fell out, and there was no doubt that he was a normal person.

The old monk was grateful, so he thanked the man. The burly man smiled and said, "If the old gentleman really wants to thank me, I hope the old gentleman can help me." ”

The old monk immediately nodded and asked the burly man what was the problem. The burly man sighed and said that his identity was a descendant of Panmen who had long disappeared into the long river of history. Now Panmen has been attacked by a strange woman, Panmen is in danger, I hope the old monk can help.

The old monk was grateful to the man for saving his life and proposed to use the Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Array to help the man. The man shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying that this woman is mysterious and her spells are profound, even if the strength accumulation of thousands of years in Panmen is not the opponent of this woman, so the eighteen bronze human array is useless.

The old monk sighed and asked the man how he could help him.

The man said that the Panmen catastrophe is inevitable, and his only regret is that the Panmen is strong, but it is a plate of scattered sand, and it is difficult to gather for a while, only forgetting that the old monk can hold a place for him after his death, and gather the scattered Panmen people here, for generations, even if it is a thousand years without default.

The old monk hesitated a little, but finally agreed.

The burly man then brought the old monk here to the cave outside the world. When the old monk saw this scene, he also sighed that this scene should be made by heaven.

And those who dwelt here were young men and women of Panmen. The men in the panmen are all outside to resist the witch. I am afraid that the end is not optimistic.

The burly men were gone, and the old monk stayed behind to take care of the young men and women, and when they were a little older, he taught them cultural knowledge and warned them that they were descendants of Panmen and that it would be their life's duty to restore Panmen in the future.

When the younger generations grow up, let them go out to the world and adapt to the life of the world. Breed children and grandchildren, and warn them of their identity, and secretly increase the power of Panmen.

Hundreds of years later, probably at the end of the Qing Dynasty, Panmen thought that the accumulated power was almost over, so he hatched a plan to encircle and suppress the witch.

But I never thought that the witch was strong and had accumulated a hundred years of strength, but she was defeated by the witch, and the panmen was scattered into a plate of loose sand again.

This generation is my grandfather's generation.

In a desperate situation, Grandpa led the surviving descendants of Panmen to this paradise.

The descendants of the old monk have been guarding here for generations, just to fulfill the promise of the year. Now guarding here is a small monk.

The little monk learned a superb medical technique to heal the wounds of the descendants of Panmen led by his grandfather. Grandpa knows that the witch is tracking their whereabouts now, and if they go out now, I'm afraid they will be destroyed by the witch.

So the grandfather ordered the descendants of Panmen to take refuge here.

Those who fled here, there are also gourd fairies, the deserted grandfather Kai Shunluo, my grandfather, the second grandfather and the old five Zhou Ah Si, who are the people of the inner door of the panmen.

As for the people in the inner door of the panmen, very few of them are involved. They all gradually split off from Panmen and formed their own organization, which is now a corporate organization.