Master Zhiming's words can't help but make my scalp tingle. I reached out and touched my head, only to feel that my hair was wet inside, and the cold sweat made my hair stick together, and it was very uncomfortable.

I barely squeezed out a smile to compliment Master Zhiming and said, "Master Zhiming's cultivation is profound, and he regards red and pink as white bone skeletons, which makes me admire him very much!" ”

Master Zhiming shook his head and said: "Master Mo, the poor monk doesn't speak, the poor monk really didn't see the beauty that Lord Mo said, it is indeed a white skeleton." Although Lao Wei has practiced since he was a child, and he has a little rough understanding of Buddhism, he has not reached the realm that Mo Shi said, and he is still a mortal with the naked eye, how can he not distinguish between a beautiful woman and a skeleton? ”

My heart became more and more frightened, but I still didn't give up and said, "Master Zhiming, you and I have never known each other in our lives, but we have met because of this strange thing that is frightening to real people. Master Zhiming, am I in trouble? But this shouldn't be possible, how can there be ghosts and evil in such a solemn place as a Buddhist temple? ”

Zen Master Zhiming said in a deep voice: "Lord Mo, the temple is where the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are offered, and it stands to reason that there will be no ghosts and evils. But my Buddha is merciful, not only allowing the worshippers who believe in the Buddha to enter the temple to worship the Buddha and pray for blessings, but also allowing the Buddhist temple to practice things beyond the ghosts of the dead. Therefore, there are many lonely souls and wild ghosts who cannot be reincarnated in the temple, or listen to the recitation of Buddhist scriptures to alleviate their sins and get overcome, or wait for the opportunity to be liberated when the benefactor enters the temple to make offerings to the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas and asks the monks to do things on their behalf. ”

I was horrified and said in a trembling voice, "Master Zhiming, you mean that there may be more ghosts in the temple than in other places?" ”

Master Zhiming nodded slowly and said, "Master Moshi, this is the way things are. The temple is the boundary between the two worlds of yin and yang, and it is actually the heaviest place of yin. However, the lonely souls and wild ghosts are afraid of the magic power of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and they only want to get the opportunity in the temple and exceed, and they dare not make trouble in the temple. ”

As if I had realized something, I pondered and asked, "Master Zhiming, I have heard people say this in the Buddhist community. Mortals have good and evil hearts, and if righteousness prevails, this person is a good person; If evil takes possession of his heart, then he will be a bad person. The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are worshiped by the world and bless those with good hearts, so the demons do not dare to infringe. Could it be that I ran into evil last night because I was not a good person? ”

Zen Master Zhiming smiled and said, "Master Mo, the old man thinks that's not the case!" Even if a person with evil thoughts lives in a temple, the evil spirits will not dare to invade him. The old man has cultivated Buddha all his life, but he has never seen anything supernatural. What I saw last night was suspected to be a dream, but I met Lord Mo and learned that it was not a dream, but a real thing. ”

He clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to me and said, "Amitabha! It seems that the words of the golden armor god are true, Mo Shi Zhuguo is a person with a great background, and it should be the phantom body of the immovable Ming King in the world! It must be that the Mo Shi is different from mortals, and the ghosts and evil spirits in the temple are desperate to absorb the essence of the Mo Shi and turn into a beautiful woman-lust-seduce the donor. ”

I gasped and asked with some embarrassment, "Master Zhiming, I have heard that all those who practice Buddhism must be clean and self-conscious, and they should not do what they want. But ......"

I hesitated for a moment, but plucked up the courage to say, "Master Zhiming, but I have already committed this vow, can I still be the phantom body of the Immovable Ming King?" Then why did this ghost turn into a beautiful woman and seduce me to do that kind of thing, but the golden armor god general appeared again and asked Master Zhiming to scatter the skeleton with Buddhist beads? ”

Master Zhiming, although he is old, probably because he has been practicing Buddhism since he was a child, and he is not close to women, hearing my words, his already dark face also made me see that he blushed a little, and after a while, he told me: "This, the old man doesn't know!" The King of Fudo Ming is not the saint of my Buddhism, but the Buddha of Tibetan Esoteric Buddhism. ”

"Among the eight major schools of Buddhism, sexuality, physiognomy, Taiwan, sage, Zen, purity, and law are the seven major sects of Middle-earth, collectively referred to as Xianjiao, although this great sect also has many different opinions, but they are all incompatible with Tantra. If we who study Buddhism are disciples of the Manifest Teachings, we are forbidden to talk about tantra, so I don't know about tantra. ”

"Lord Mo Shi is the phantom body of the immovable Ming King in the world, and the old man is already convinced of this, and the Golden Armor God will not talk nonsense. The old man thinks that maybe in the precepts of lust, maybe Tantra is not as strict as our teachings! The Mo Shi is no longer a virgin, maybe it is the Mo Shi Lord who communicates with the mortal women in the world, and the gods will not stop it, but the ghosts and evil are different, once they absorb the Yang Jing of the Mo Shi Master, they will definitely increase the power of the Yin Spirit, not only can they get rid of the bad luck that cannot be exceeded, but they may also be able to cultivate into ghosts, demons, or even ghosts and immortals. ”

If you are invaded by ghosts and evil spirits and absorb yang essence, I am afraid that the practice of the King of Immovable Ming will be greatly reduced, and even the Buddha's power will be completely eliminated and he will fall into reincarnation. Therefore, Lao Qu thought that it was very likely that this was the reason, and the golden armor god general suddenly appeared, so that Lao Qu used Buddha beads to dispel ghosts and evils, and kept the golden body of Buddha and Bodhisattva hidden in the phantom body of the King of Fudong! ”

Master Zhiming's words, although I heard them like a fog shrouded in clouds, but somehow, I felt in my heart that what he said made sense. I decided to ask Master Zhiming for Buddhist knowledge in order to solve the mystery of my series of strange things, but Master Zhiming told me with a bitter face that he did not know about Tibetan Esoteric Buddhism, and he could not say anything.

Although Master Zhiming is a high-ranking monk and does not want to talk about Tantra, he also believes that no matter the Sutra and Tantra, they are all Buddhism. Since he firmly believed that I was the immovable king of Buddhism, he naturally respected me and pulled me to talk about the Buddhist scriptures non-stop.

At first, I was interested, but after listening to it for a long time, I felt bored and yawned. I studied Buddhism just to get close to the goddess Tan Min in my heart, and I didn't really want to become a monk and practice! Those kinds of good deeds, reciting Buddha a lot, and seeing the nature and clear mind made me feel ethereal and ethereal, and I had no interest at all.

Before I knew it, it was time for dinner, and Zen Master Huiming came in and invited me to enjoy vegetarian food with the abbot Zhiming. I wanted to leave this terrible monastery, but when I thought of the poor money on me and the embarrassing predicament of having nowhere to go, I hesitated for a long time, and finally followed Zen Master Zhiming and Zen Master Huiming out of the abbot's meditation room.

After eating vegetarian food, I came to my mental strength and decided to stay in this monastery for a while. I thought to myself, although there are ghosts and evil in this temple, but with the golden armor god who will secretly protect me, I will not worry about my life.

As night fell, I sat in my small squatter room, and the feeling of fear began to rise slowly. I looked up at the strange Buddha statue attached to the wall, and the more I looked, the more I felt as if there was a force calling me.

This is a silent but irresistible force, which is very different from the self-cultivation and the four empty realms that the Zen master explained to me, and I always feel that the Buddha statue is full of powerful spiritual power, and the clouds surrounding the Buddha body in the painting are full of mystery.

Could it be that I am really the worldly phantom body of the Immovable Ming King? The black-lotus of desire that invaded my body was the power of the seal condensed by the demonic outer dao in fear of the arrival of the immovable Ming King in the mortal world? So, the Golden Armor God will be the protector of the Fudo Ming King, and he wants me to lift the spell of the Lotus of Desire, and turn the inky blue giant snake wrapped around the Fudo Ming King into a dragon, does it imply that I should go to Tibet?

Yes, this thought became clearer and clearer in my mind, but after a while, my euphoria did not last long, and a mystery came to my mind again.

Every time that black Lotus of Desire appears, it always makes me feel like I am burned by desire, which I can understand as the spiritual power sealed in the Black-Lotus of Desire, but what about the Black Armor God General, who is almost exactly the same as the Golden Armor God General? The Black Armor God General also said that he was the protector god of the King of Fudo Ming, but how could he sternly warn me not to approach Tan Min, otherwise it would bring me many disasters?

Could it be that Tan Min is also a person with a great background, is she the inky blue giant snake wrapped around the body of the King of Fudong? In that case, the Golden Armor God will hint that I want to set foot on the Tibetan Land, dissolve the magic of the Black-Lotus of Desire, and turn the inky blue giant snake into a dragon, so that the King of the Ming Dynasty will be able to restore the golden body, but why should the Black Armor God stop me again?

My heart suddenly moved, and I suddenly remembered the Dharma that Zen Master Zhiming had explained to me. Although the two religions are incompatible, they are both Buddhism after all, and there must be similarities in theory. Zen Master Zhiming said: People's hearts, Buddhas and demons live together! Good thoughts will appear when they move, and evil thoughts will come out when they are born! Maybe it's not just mortals, it's possible for gods and Buddhas to do the same.

I am now the mortal phantom body of the Immovable Ming King, and I am possessed by the black lotus, which must represent the other side of the Buddha nature of the Immovable Ming King - the demonic nature. My mission is to make this demonic nature disappear and the Buddha nature return, so that the last days that the Buddha said will be restored to peace and tranquility in the boundless power of the immovable king.

Since it is possible for both Buddhas and Bodhisattvas to be like this, so will it be true for the Dharma Protectors who are slightly inferior. That black-armored god will definitely be the other side of the gold-armored god general, he can only appear when the black-lust lotus appears, my desire rises, and then do everything possible to prevent me from removing the black-color-lust lotus's spell.

Thinking about this, my heart suddenly felt a sense of relief, and at the same time I was full of excitement. I didn't expect that I, who was so down, could have such a big background.

I had just gotten rid of the entanglement, and suddenly I felt unbearable itching on my back and legs. As night fell, the terrible mosquitoes in the mountains buzzed like fighter jets, bombarding my flesh indiscriminately.

Sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, I couldn't bear it anymore and climbed out of bed, trying to dig through the drawer to find mosquito coil spots. To my disappointment, I ran out of the only two coils of mosquito coils last night.

I was immediately depressed, but when I thought of the few beautiful women I had seen during the day, the feeling of frustration immediately dissipated. I was even a little excited, feeling the black-lotus of desire seem to take over my heart again. I straightened my clothes, and decided to take the opportunity of begging for mosquito coils to find those female laymen, so as to relieve the pain of this long night!