"Donor, in the vast sea of people, we can meet again, this is really fate. ”

The big bald head in front of him, who always had an annoying smile on his face, was the bald man Ning Xiu met on the train not long ago, but at this time he was wearing a big red robe and dressed as a monk, just to cover his exaggerated tattoos.

The social gangsters were transformed into Buddhist masters.

Ning Xiu glanced at the bald monk, put away the talisman in his hand silently, and said coldly, "Why are you here?"

"I just said that we are destined, it's God......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "whoosh" sound of breaking the air, and the bald monk's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly dodged sideways.

Clang!

A dagger was plunged directly into the wall where he had stood, the hilt still vibrating.

The bald monk glanced back, a drop of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and quickly changed his words: "I heard people nearby say that this place is haunted, thinking that it is okay anyway, I came to take a look, and I happened to see the ghost here, so I rushed over, and you also saw the next thing......"

Ning Xiucai didn't believe the monk's nonsense, how could there be such a coincidental thing in this world, when would he come to catch the ghost, he had to wait until today.

And even if what he said was true, in his opinion, meeting does not always mean fate, and there is a part of Ning Xiu who is used to calling it a catastrophe, and in his opinion, the one in front of him obviously belongs to the latter.

His gaze began to move away from the bald monk, and landed on the Buddha bead on the ground not far away.

Noticing Ning Xiu's gaze, the bald monk thought that the other party was thinking that he was meddling, and couldn't help but say a little worriedly: "Just now I saw that the powerful ghost swelled to the end, it was already beyond his limit, and it was about to explode at any time, and he didn't hold back for a while and made a move, I'm really embarrassed." ”

The devouring of powerful ghosts also has its limits, and it is indeed as the bald man said, although the aura of this powerful ghost is constantly expanding, in the end it has completely exceeded his limit.

It's like an inflated balloon that will explode if you poke it casually, which was something that Ning Xiu had already expected before snatching the black-robed man's soul raising bell.

Therefore, even without this bald monk, it is still the same result.

The appearance of the bald monk was just to steal the opportunity for Ning Xiu to perform, if he didn't come, it would be replaced by Ning Xiu holding a talisman sword, breaking through the belly of the powerful ghost with a sword, and releasing the picture of a hundred ghosts.

Seeing Ning Xiu's noncommittal appearance, the bald monk became even more weak-hearted.

"This Buddha bead ......"

Hearing the sudden sound, the bald monk's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly replied: "This rosary is a Dharma instrument left to me by my master, which was cast by a century-old Bodhi seed, and then carried it with me as my master's carrying device, and was influenced by Buddhism day and night, and gradually became ...... Buddha nature."

Ning Xiu just asked casually, and the bald monk was Balabala who talked a lot, from how this Buddha bead came from, what material it was used to cast, and all the way to its function, talking about the eyebrows flying and dancing.

Seeing the other party's appearance, Ning Xiu couldn't help frowning, and originally wanted to ask, but swallowed it back.

The bald monk picked up the Buddha beads on the ground, wiped them with his monk's robe, put them away again, looked up at Ning Xiu and said with a smile: "After talking for so long, I haven't introduced myself yet, the poor monk is in trouble, I have seen the donor, this is the second time we have met." ”

"Eight difficulties" is a Buddhist term that refers to the eight kinds of obstacles that do not meet the Buddha and do not hear the Dharma.

Buddhist scriptures often say that the most serious calamity, the greatest calamity, for all sentient beings is not having the opportunity to hear the Dharma. In other words, the tribulations of the three hells are all small, and none of them are really serious disasters, and the really serious disasters are those who do not have the opportunity to hear the Dharma.

Buddhism believes that only by hearing the Dharma can there be the possibility of liberation, that is, the possibility of eternal liberation from samsara and transcendence of the ten dharma realms. If you don't listen to the Dharma, you will definitely not be able to get out of samsara, so the Buddha called it a great calamity.

The end of the world in ordinary religion is a trivial matter in Buddhism.

Therefore, Ning Xiu really couldn't figure out why someone would be willing to use these two words as a nickname, so he couldn't help but ask.

As a monk, he didn't know these Buddhist classics at all.

"My master said that it was difficult for me to get up, to do morning classes, to carry water, to cook, eat, sleep, to abstain from women's sex, and to stop killing, so he called me eight difficulties. ”

At this, he paused, looking unsure, apparently even he himself was a little unconvinced.

And after listening to Ning Xiu's explanation, he was even more annoyed and angry: "My dead ghost master must be jealous of my deep Buddha nature and fate with the Buddha, and he is afraid that I will rob him of the position of the host of Jinshan Temple, so he gave me such a Dharma name." No, the next time we meet, I have to ask him to help me change it. ”

Looking at the appearance of the monk of the Eight Tribulations who was teasing and sometimes serious, Ning Xiu really couldn't tell when the other party was hiding his true self.

With his current spiritual cultivation, he can't see the other party's abnormality at all, could it be that this is the true appearance of the monk of the Eight Tribulations, everything is his own thoughts.

Ning Xiu shook his head and looked up at Zhang Meiqi and the others, originally a little worried in his heart, thinking that the two girls should be frightened, so as not to leave any psychological shadows or something in the future.

As soon as Zhang Meiqi got out of danger, she began to talk to the camera in her hand, and it seemed that she was communicating with the fans in the live broadcast room.

Zhang Meiqi didn't know when the signal in the live broadcast room was restored, and when she heard the sound from her mobile phone, she reacted, glanced at it, and found that the screen was full of messages worried about her.

Seeing this, her heart warmed and she began to respond.

That was the scene that Ning Xiu had just seen, and Song Qingya on the side had obviously not woken up from the shock, until Ning Xiu walked in front of her and asked, that she came back to her senses. Just looking at her startled appearance, it was obvious that tonight's incident had a great impact on her.

Moreover, Song Qingya's eyes when she looked at Ning Xiu had completely changed, and her eyes were full of fear.

Ning Xiu glanced at Song Qingya lightly, and turned to look at Zhang Meiqi.

"Brother......

Feeling Ning Xiu's gaze, Zhang Meiqi raised her head to look at him, and called out "brother" weakly, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Okay, now you can tell your brother what the hell is going on, right?" Ning Xiu snatched the mobile phone from Zhang Meiqi's hand and asked with a smile.