Chapter 129: Angry Sea and Wild Sands

In the quiet ancient temple, the disciples sat on the futon and listened to the master recite Buddhist scriptures. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

This master's beard was shining, and the light above his head was shining, and from a distance, it looked like another bright moon at night. His closed eyes suddenly opened, and he whispered, "It's not a good thing. ā€

Seeing that the master was so nervous, the disciples hurriedly asked, "Why is the abbot so surprised?"

The abbot said: "The old man has been constipated for three days, and finally has the intention of spraying, how can he not be surprised? But now it is late autumn, and the thatched house is extremely cold, I tremble when I think about it, and sigh that the meaning of the reincarnation of the five grains is not the right time." ā€

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south......" The disciples continued to chant, and the abbot lifted the robe and hurriedly ran to the convenience, but saw an abandoned baby at the door of the temple. The poor boy was frozen purple by the cold wind and almost died, and the old abbot hurriedly took him back to the Buddhist hall. The senior brothers thought he was funny, so they tried their best to tease him, but the child didn't cry or laugh, like a wooden man.

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"Master, what should he do?"

"Ah Lu, Ah Jiu, since he is from behind you, then add you up and add another one, and make up a perfect number. The abbot held the baby in his hand, faced the warm light of the Buddha, and said, "Amitabha, in the future, this child will be called sixteen." ā€

"Sixteen, that's where you came from. Time flies, and the baby who almost froze to death has grown into such a handsome teenager. His eyes were bright and clear, as if they contained all the beauty in the world, but when those eyes narrowed slightly, they seemed to be full of evil, even if he was sitting in the corner, others thought that this little monk was full of bad water, and he was thinking about something.

It was the day when sixteen had just turned twenty.

Buddhism pays attention to perfection, and there is a small rule in the Qing Buddha Temple, because the monks in the temple are scarce, and they know each other's roots, and the relationship is very harmonious. Most of them are homeless people, so every twenty, the abbot will give them a glimpse of the magic weapon of the Qing Buddha Temple, so that they can have a long vision, as the only birthday celebration in 20 years.

"Sixteen, this forgetful mirror can know your past life, do you want to see who you were in your last life?"

Sixteen said: "It's not important anymore, if you can recognize the master and brothers in this life, you will know enough." ā€

"After all, this is the magic weapon in the temple, if you don't use it, wouldn't it be a cheap Buddha?"

"If the master wants to see it, then let's see it. ā€

Lifting the black cloth, Sixteen stepped forward, and a golden light suddenly exploded in the mirror, only to see the man with the same appearance as Sixteen in the mirror wearing a crown, sitting in the hall of Ambilight, and the civil and military forces of the whole dynasty below. He snapped the case, "How are you thinking about it?"

"Your Majesty has been attacking Zhao for a long time, and South Korea is unguarded and reckless, and he will definitely be able to conquer the country in one fell swoop. ā€

"Kill me. ā€

"Then Your Majesty can destroy the henchman Zhao Guo. ā€

"Kill hard. ā€

"Wei knows that it is not guaranteed, and there will definitely be a plan to delay the army. ā€

"Quick kill. ā€

"Although the State of Chu is strong, it is not a problem after conquering the State of Zhao. ā€

"Kill. ā€

"Finally, Yan Guo ......" The abbot hurriedly closed the black cloth, and he secretly pinched his sweat: Buddha, it turns out that the sixteenth life was the Qin Emperor in his previous life. The abbot said: "It's not counting just now, let's take a look at your previous life." ā€

In the mirror, another enchanting woman appeared.

She was dressed in white gauze and danced among a hundred stunning women, but she was still so conspicuous, she was the most beautiful, even if the beauty of the remaining ninety-nine people combined, it was not as good as her style.

The abbot pinched a cold sweat, could it be that the sixteenth life is a woman?

I touched his lovely cheek. ā€

"Then why didn't you come to touch the old man fifty years ago? Otherwise, I wouldn't be the host, and I wouldn't be vulgar. ā€

"Hey, are you as handsome as he was? He is Xi Shi, you are Na Dong Shi, he is Xi Menqing, you are Wu Dalang at most!"

"You are really angry with the old man, but fortunately, the monks are merciful and have long since stopped caring about these things. That's it, that's it. The abbot brushed his sleeves away, and the mirror demon was dishonest, and whispered in Sixteen's ear, "I'll go to you tonight, little master." ā€

"The monks should have six pure roots. ā€

"Really, wine and meat have passed through the intestines, the Buddha has left in his heart, you have no color in your heart, even if you do that kind of thing, it doesn't matter, this is just a kind of practice. ā€

Sixteen frowned slightly and said, "Whether it is or not, I will follow the master's teachings. He also turned to leave, and a woman's laughter came from the mirror, "Hmph, you little monk with strong yang energy, don't want to escape from my palm." ā€

When it came to the third watch, the temple was cloudy and windy. The oil lamp in the sixteenth room was suddenly lit, and he woke up from the bed, but he felt that the room was peaceful.

There was also a woman in red sitting on the edge of the bed, holding her waist-length green silk. She gently removed her clothes, and her arms were white and round. Sixteen looked a little stupid and asked, "Are you that mirror demon?"

"Don't say it so ugly, people also have names, the surname is Su, and the word Xiu'e. She turned her head, a pair of curved willow eyebrows, a pair of clear and moving eyes, and a pair of red lips, she was clearly a stunning beauty. She suddenly rested her legs on Sixteen. What a perfect pair of legs, with plump thighs and gentle and slender calves. The thin ankles rubbed against Sixteen's neck, and under the ankles was the instep that was better than the ice and snow, and the green tendons on the instep loomed, like leaf veins in the snow. The cutest thing is the five pink little toes, which keep swaying gently around the neck of Sixteen.

She also brought a jug of wine.

The bottle is gently lifted, and the rich aroma of wine comes to the nose. She poured the wine down her thighs, down her slender thighs and calves, and finally on the instep of her feet, and into her pink little feet.

- "Small! and "Hang! Lick me clean." ā€

Sixteen shook his head.

"Isn't it taboo for monks to be extravagant and wasteful? This wine is almost running out, why don't you drink it quickly?"

The whole foot exudes a rich and intoxicating aroma of wine, and she also has an ancient copper ring tied around her ankle with a silver bell on the ring, which is even more attractive to match this pair of beautiful feet.

Sixteen said, "What you said is good, but monks can't touch wine and meat." ā€

There was a little more teasing in her eyes, and she sneered: "This is not up to you." ā€

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Why didn't you come and touch the old man fifty years ago? Otherwise, I wouldn't be the host, and I'll be vulgar. ā€

"Hey, are you as handsome as he was? He is Xi Shi, you are Na Dong Shi, he is Xi Menqing, you are Wu Dalang at most!"

"You are really angry with the old man, but fortunately, the monks are merciful and have long since stopped caring about these things. That's it, that's it. "The abbot brushed his sleeves away, and the mirror demon was not honest, in ten (to be continued.) )