readx;?Buddha weeping? How is this possible, about the Buddha, in my impression, has always been very clear, even if I lost part of the memory, I still remember that Buddha is an ancient religion, a long history, there are many people who practice Buddhism, thinking that the Buddha can protect them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe spirit of the Buddha cutting meat to feed the eagle and sacrificing his body to feed the tiger is well known to the world, in the eyes of people, the Buddha is the embodiment of justice, but also a spirit that people believe in.

Master Yunkong rarely showed a frightened expression, and he said to us, "A few donors, please wait a while, and the poor monk will come when he goes."

We watched the old monk follow the little monk out of the room, Wang Yue frowned, and asked Ji Xueyan, "What's the matter?" Did you understand what Master Yunkong just said? ”

Ji Xueyan shook his head: "How can we ordinary people understand!" I heard that Master Yunkong has the ability to predict the unknown, maybe he can help Liu Tian recover his memory, as long as this kid recovers his memory, he will naturally not be afraid of nightmares! ”

"What an uncertain prophet, you didn't look frightened, it's really so powerful, why didn't he know in advance about the Buddha's tears?" I couldn't help but interrupt the conversation.

Wang Yue nodded: "Although this kid is an idiot, there seems to be some truth in what he said!"

I gave her a blank look: "I don't know what an idiot is, but I think it must not be a good word!" Without further ado, don't you want to know why the Buddha wept? ”

"That's right, do you want to go with you" Ji Xueyan was also interested when she heard me say this.

Wang Yue said to the two of us seriously: "I, the master didn't say it, let's wait here, or don't steal"

"What do you mean by secretly saying so much, hurry up, the show is about to start!" I immediately beckoned them out of the room. I don't believe in this master of the clouds in my heart, although I have always been in awe of Buddhism, but I don't know why, I am a little resistant to Buddhism, which is very contradictory.

We walked like a fly, and soon caught up with Master Yunkong, who was now walking quickly with the little monk to another house. The courtyard is very large, there are many sweeping monks along the way, and there are some monks with sticks in the distance who are practicing kung fu, which is very interesting, if there is nothing to do, I really want to stop and appreciate it.

"Ci Nian, how many times has Master told you, you should be calm when you encounter things, don't panic!" Master Yunkong said to the little monk.

"Master, but this time it's so strange, I chanted the sutra on time as usual today, but after reciting it, I inadvertently felt like crying!"

"Have you notified the abbots?"

"No, the disciples didn't have time to inform the abbots, they thought of the master at the first time, only the master knew what was going on!"

"Master, did you say that we did something wrong and made the Buddha angry?" The little monk's naïve master asked.

Master Yunkong scolded sharply: "Don't talk nonsense, don't notify others first, say."

We kept our distance from Master Yunkong and followed behind like thieves. Wang Yue whispered to us: "You Yunkong masters walk like normal people, where do you look like a blind man!"

My empty master suddenly stopped, and I hurriedly pulled them to hide behind the rockery.

"What's wrong, Master?" The little monk asked.

Master Yunkong didn't answer and continued on his way.

I said to them, "I have long suspected that this old monk is cheating money, how did you find out about him?"

Ji Xueyan was noncommittal and said to us: "Shangqing Temple is one of the best Buddhist holy places in Liang County, don't talk nonsense!"

Soon, Master Yunkong and the little monk entered the house, and we followed in, the room was very quiet, and the air smelled of sandalwood. Master Yunkong knelt down in front of the Buddha statue, clasped his hands together, and said nothing. We hid behind the curtain and crept around behind the statue, and when I accidentally kicked the candle down, the curtain in front of the statue was lit in an instant, and I panicked and hurriedly beckoned them to hide under the table.

"Master, it's on fire! Get out of here! The little monk's frightened voice came, and I poked my head out, but Master Yunkong was still motionless.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, the smoke was everywhere, and the little monk ran out in a panic. Not long after that, the little monk brought people over, everyone began to put out the fire, and we took the opportunity to sneak out.

As soon as I stepped out of the room, I suddenly saw a figure that did not look like a monk. I immediately chased after me, and because I ran too fast, I almost fell under the cliff, but fortunately, Ji Xueyan grabbed me in time.

I didn't catch it, but I had a bell hanging from the branch, apparently something that the man had left behind when he had fled. I put the bell away, and then went back to my original room again, patiently waiting for Master Yunkong to return.

"I said Liu Tian, when will you get better, since you have amnesia, your whole person has changed, you have become clumsy, you almost burned down the temple, what a sin!" Wang Yue couldn't help but sigh.

I smiled awkwardly and said to them, "There must be something wrong with that figure just now, don't you think it's strange why he appeared there?"

"Come with me!" All of a sudden, I seemed to remember something, but it was very vague, I always felt that the matter was not over, it was a conspiracy, that person had a problem, and I always felt that the Buddha's tears had something to do with him. So he hurriedly beckoned them out of the hut and ran towards the burning temple.

We trotted all the way, and when we got there, the fire had been extinguished, and many monks knelt in front of the Buddha statue to chant sutras, and the little monk was wiping the Buddha statue, and we were lying at the door and quietly watching. Suddenly, the little monk said to the monks in horror: "Everyone, come on, there is tung oil on the ancestor!"

Everyone gathered around, and Master Yunkong also followed, and an old monk of the same age as Master Yunkong raised his eyebrows and said to everyone, "Go back quickly!"

"Master, what's going on?" The little monk who was following behind was puzzled and asked his master.

The old monk replied: "The Buddha did not shed tears, but someone smeared tung oil on the Buddha's face, which caused the illusion of the Buddha's tears.

"I see!" Wang Yue suddenly realized, and hurriedly dragged me to hide behind a big tree.

When all the monks had gone away, we quietly followed, and after going up the two stairs, smoke rose from my place, and all the monks were already in a mess, and they ran in the direction where the smoke came from.

"The Scripture Pavilion is on fire, everyone go and put out the fire!" The shouts echoed in the empty square, and at this moment, no matter what they were doing, all the monks put down their hands and hurried towards the scripture pavilion. Mobile Visit: