I watched the woman in red fall to the ground, and the aura on her body weakened a little.

She stood up and looked at the painting eagerly.

The monk in the painting sat back down. Make the appearance of listening to the Buddha's teachings.

Mr. Lu said beside the woman, "No need to try again. With these monks blocking you, you can't get in. ”

The woman in red squinted at him and asked with some ill will, "Do you see that?" ”

Mr. Lu nodded: "I can see very clearly, you are not their opponent." ”

The woman in red suddenly said angrily: "I have waited for a thousand years. Are you telling me to give up? She put her hand on Mr. Lu's shoulder and said, "You help me." ”

Mr. Lu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Even if my soul is unharmed, I am not the opponent of these monks, how can I help you?" ”

The woman in red apparently already knew this conclusion. She was angry and sad. After a while, she said, "If you want to save your friend, help me find a solution." ”

Mr. Lu hesitated for a moment and said, "You can't go in and look for him, why don't you call him out?" ”

The woman in red said with some disappointment: "This is your method?" If he could have responded to me, why did I kill myself back then? ”

Mr. Lu said: "If you stand outside the painting and call him, he refuses to agree, so it is better to send someone in to the painting, know the pros and cons, and invite him out." ”

The woman in red shook her head and said, "Didn't you see what happened just now?" The monks under the Buddha's seat did not allow me to enter at all. ”

Mr. Lu said: "Just because you can't get in doesn't mean that others can't get in. ”

As he said this, he suddenly glanced at me.

Mr. Lu's glance made me a little hairy. I secretly thought: This kid is going to pit me again, right?

Sure enough, a few seconds later, the woman in red turned around, she looked at me, and said, "You're going?" ”

I waved my hand again and again: "I don't know anything." I didn't study Taoism. I can't get in. ”

The woman in red said, "You can get in." Your lamp of life was once hidden there. It's up to you to take a trip. "The girl has a row.

Then she reached out and grabbed my arm.

I felt a tingling sensation on my scalp. I looked at Mr. Lu and said angrily, "Old Dao Lu, why are you calculating me again?" ”

Mr. Lu looked innocent: "I didn't do anything." Zhao Mang, you wronged me again. ”

The woman in red dragged me to the painting and put her hand on the back of my neck.

I was terrified, but I didn't dare to move. I pointed at Mr. Lu and said, "Can you let him replace me?" He's very skilled. ”

Mr. Lu immediately made a weak look: "My soul is only half left. If you toss like this again, you have to be scattered. ”

The woman in red smiled at me and said, "Little brother, I'm sorry for you. "Then I felt a tingling pain in the back of my neck, and I felt like something was pricking me.

Then, my vision blurred. I tried to open my eyes, but it felt like a fog in front of me. A piece of white flowers, but nothing to be seen.

I sniffed and suddenly smelled a scent. It is the incense burned in the temple.

It dawned on me, "Am I already in the painting?" ”

I remembered the task of the woman in red, and slowly walked over with the scent.

Gradually, I saw steps appear in front of me. I looked up, and the steps towered into the sky, and there seemed to be no end in sight.

I scratched my head and thought, "Is the place where the sermon is on the steps?" When I looked at the picture before, I didn't notice that there were steps here. ”

I climbed up step by step. I don't know how long I climbed. Gradually, the voice of the sermon appeared overhead.

I heard a deep voice explaining the scriptures one by one. He spoke for a while, and then the rest of the voices appeared, seemingly arguing about the meaning of the text.

I took a breath and climbed up.

After a few minutes, I saw a very large square at the end of the steps, and I looked at it, but I could not see the border at all.

In the middle of the square, a few monks sat sparsely. They scattered the siege in a semicircle. In the center of this semicircle, there is a lotus platform, on which sits a monk who discerns the machine.

I walked over gently, and seeing that they were still debating, I couldn't help but cough lightly and said, "Excuse me......"

I'm not done yet. The monks stood up one after another. They were surprised and said, "How come someone broke in and we don't know?" ”

They looked like they were planning to expel me.

I didn't know what to do. He waved his hand and said, "Since this little benefactor can come here, it is naturally related to the Buddha." How can we interrupt his good karma? ”

The monks exchanged glances, and then said with some hesitation: "For so many years, no one has ever been here. There seems to be something strange about this. ”

But he shook his head: "What's so strange about planting cause and effect?" Since the little donor has a Buddha fate, let's listen to a sutra here. ”

When the monks saw what they said, they agreed. They saluted respectfully, and then sat down again.

I sat at the back of the room with trepidation in my heart, listening to a few of their sermons. The meaning of the scriptures is so profound that I can't understand most of them, but I can feel that these monks have a lot of respect for discernment.

After a while, I heard that this sermon would not be finished for a while, and I became a little impatient. I boldly said, "Masters, I'm here to ......."

I interrupted the lecture, and the monk sitting in front of me was displeased, and he waved his hand at me, and suddenly I felt a gust of wind blowing, and I could not stand still.

My body fell backwards involuntarily. However, at this time, another soft force came from behind me and held me up.

I looked up in horror and saw that the machine was looking at me with a smile on his face, and he said, "Little donor, what did you want to say just now?" ”

I looked around at the monks. These people just now looked like high-ranking monks, but now they are looking at me with some ferocity.

The discerning machine obviously noticed the eyes of those monks, and he said, "After so many years, can't you quit the three poisons of greed, hatred, and ignorance?" ”

The monks around were stunned for a moment, then immediately came back to their senses, saluted the discernment, and then their faces turned into a ball of harmony.

I don't know what's going on here, but there's a woman in red outside threatening me, and I have to get the job done. So I said, "Someone outside has asked you to go out." ”

The machine was stunned for a moment: "Outside? ”

Then he smiled and said, "Little donor, do you want to play meditation with me?" ”

I had heard enough of these monks' lectures, so I hurriedly waved my hand and said, "Aren't you discerning? There's a princess waiting for you, and she says you two love each other......"

Before I could finish my sentence, the monks around me changed color and began to push me, saying, "What are you talking nonsense? What princess? There is no discernment here. ”

He waved his hand and said, "Little donor, I am a monk. I have forgotten all the earthly relationships you mentioned. ”

It is said that the more bottomless the person, the louder the voice, I don't know what the situation is here, so I shouted indiscriminately: "Aren't you discerning? The princess said by pointing to your portrait. ”

The machine seemed to be confused, and said suspiciously: "Machine? Am I a machine? ”

The monks suddenly joined together and said, "Master, you have already attained the right fruits, become a Buddha in the flesh, and have no worries about the world. The young man who came today is just a demonic barrier. ”

I looked at the machine suspiciously: "Cultivation is a positive result?" Have you become a Buddha? ”

The machine nodded slightly. The surrounding monks also said triumphantly: "You demonic barrier, if you want to harm our master's cultivation, I'm afraid it's not enough. ”

I muttered, "Buddhahood? Didn't you say that after becoming a Buddha, you can break out of the painting? Why is it still in this painting? ”

The machine was a little surprised and asked, "What's in the painting?" ”

I looked at him and was a little surprised: "You don't know? You're in a painting right now. It is called "Buddha's Lecture Diagram". You are the Buddha, and these monks are your disciples. The painting has changed hands many times and is now in the custody of a Taoist priest. ”

As I said this, the monks around me changed color. On the other hand, his face was a little pale, as if he couldn't believe these things: "I'm in a painting? How could I be in a painting? Haven't I become a Buddha? Are these all fake? ”