Chapter 1 That day, that place, that youth
Close your eyes and cross your legs, your feet are on your knees, your spine is straight and your shoulders are open, your hands are sealed under the umbilicus, your tongue licks your palate, and you can cut off your delusions...
"Purr... Snoring..."
"Ahh Bald donkey, stab me in the ass again!" The young man who was meditating and sleeping roared angrily, bounced up from the cushion, raised his foot and kicked towards the door, holding a wooden staff in his hand, and a white-eyed, white-bearded, white-skinned old monk with a compassionate face. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
The old monk waved his hand like a fly without care, and the young man flew back to his place, sitting cross-legged on the cushion, "Don't commit the precept of anger, don't commit the precept of anger, add another hour to your homework today, and punish you for copying the meditation mantra a hundred times."
"Make a fart hate, Lao Tzu is a Taoist, not a monk!" the young man who was fixed on the cushion scolded.
The old monk was silent, staring at the young man's eyes full of golden light, "Amitabha, Tong'er, you are in the picture, Buddha and Tao, the words are different, the meaning is similar, the same seeks transcendence, why ask for the word list"
"Bullshit, don't talk nonsense here, I've seen it for a long time, you are a god, although the Tao is just a title, but the pursuit is ten thousand laws of nature, what is your Buddha? What you need is faith! One is to put an end to superstition and abide by nature, the other is to develop superstition and forge myths, look at your current stinky skin, it's almost dissipated" The young man pursed his lips, stared at the old monk whose lower body had disappeared, and gloated.
The old monk didn't speak again, sighed leisurely, stared at the golden bell jar in the sky like a substance for a long time, pinched the right hand shook for a while, and then from the bowl in his left hand, he took out a braised rabbit leg full of oil and fragrance, sniffed it, licked his lips, and then whimpered and gnawed it.
"Damn, that rabbit was taken away by you?!" The young man who was fixed on the ground instantly turned red, the Adam's apple on his neck rolled up and down vigorously, and the horn at the corner of his mouth was ticking, rolling down the spotless robe on his body and falling to the ground. "Bald donkey, let go of the Taoist master and give him meat to eat! Otherwise, believe it or not, after I go out, I will go around preaching that you eat meat! You will also gnaw rabbit meat every day!"
"Amitabha, if the Buddha is not allowed to eat Wuxin, the Buddha does not stipulate that he cannot eat meat, but he can't eat meat (xun)", the old monk wiped the minced meat at the corner of his mouth, stroked the oily head, vaguely made a Buddha number, stuffed the last crispy meat into his mouth, sucked his fingers, and turned his head away.
In the Buddhist scriptures, meat is not read (hun), read (xun) with smoke, garlic, green onion, green onion, orchid onion, Xingqu is five xin, meat refers to these five kinds of vegetables. The six books of the word "meat" are genus morphophonic, from the head of the grass rather than from the side of the meat, indicating that the original meaning of meat refers to plants rather than animals. Buddhism believes that eating meat will consume popularity, damage sincerity, and make it difficult to understand the gods, so meat food is strictly banned by law. Later, due to the killing ring, it was changed to not eating meat, and it was completely out of desire.
The young man asked the sky speechlessly, but unfortunately beyond the window of the wooden house, all he could see outside was a huge golden bell jar, emitting a dazzling golden streamer.
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Taixu is originally an earthling, as a four-star otaku of a flower planter, he has lived for twenty-five years, and he feels that he is worthy of the sky in appearance, worthy of the earth in behavior, and completely worthy of the standard of an otaku in taste.
That day, no, that night, not right, that evening, after work. After a tiring day, Taixu helped two old people cross the road on the road, returned home with three bear children, and helped the city management to clean up the stall, and his left foot was just about to step into the two-story small western-style building left by his parents who had never met, and suddenly a flying saucer flew from outside the sky in the temple, at that moment, the brain was spinning, at that moment, the eyes were dark, and the corner of the eye vaguely saw that the flying saucer was missing a mouth, under the effect of gravitational acceleration, the sharp disc blade flashed with a penetrating cold light inserted on the right side of the face, the blood was like · ···
"Who is so immoral and throws the disc!" Throw it away, not to mention throw a little piece down, and throw a mutilated one!" Tai Xuan wiped a blood mark on his temple, scolded in the direction where the flying saucer was flying, and picked up the disc that fell on the ground.
"What the hell?
For a long time, Taixu stared at the unresponsive screen, and slapped his head suddenly, "it, I've been beaten in the brain, what are you doing in the optical drive, and it's turned on and started" As he spoke, he pressed the optical drive button.
"Bang Bang Bang · "
"Thorn stab, stab..."
"Buzz..."
After pressing the optical drive button for a long time, the tall water-cooled chassis is like a wheezing bellows, making a burst of strange screams, and the four-color matrix display has become like a stove with enough wind, shining with the light of yellow, red, and green.
"Grass, what the hell" Taixu said and kicked the main chassis, especially three days without hitting the roof and tiles, and a few days without kicking gradually deteriorate, it really makes sense.
"Bang Dang"
"Bang... Boom..."
"Good evening, audience friends, today is June 6, 2016, Monday, welcome to the news program, first of all, I would like to introduce you to the main content of this program. A series of explosions occurred in the villa area of Chaoyang, which was suspected to be spontaneously combusted caused by the aging of the line, and caused the damage of the natural gas pipeline... There were no casualties this time, the head of the household has not yet appeared, and the police have intervened in the investigation... Special reminder to the audience and friends, the weather is hot, please pay attention to the safety of daily electricity, indoor ventilation...
When Taixu woke up, he found that he had changed his appearance, yes, lying on the flat and soft grass, oh no, it was a quilt paved with big grass, and the original short and black man had grown at least one meter nine tall, because of the two-meter-tall grass beside him, he was able to look at the top of him, although he looked up a little.
The grass around is somewhat similar to parsnip, but it always feels like parsnip is not as lush as it comes, which is a feeling, and it is a special sixth sense in the heart of an otaku. Especially when smelling the faint scent of grass, this feeling is even stronger, it seems that these grasses have some vitality, yes, the breath of life! Smell it for ten years, taste the body, feel this refreshing temperament, Taixu involuntarily grabbed a handful of grass and put it in his mouth.
"Ahhh Phew··· , it's so unpalatable" Taixu squirted out a mouthful of turquoise saliva, mixed with grass foam scattered all over the ground, spitting out his tongue and pulling it with his hands, sour and numb, bitter, and the taste was just like ··· This is completely indescribable, and the heart is almost 360 degrees of extreme collapse. Don't talk about feeding the dogs, you don't eat it when you feed the pigs, but why do you eat this thing?
"Boom... Bumper Bumper..."
"Bang bang... Bang Bang..."
"Ding ding... Oooo
A deafening loud bang suddenly sounded in the sky, like a long-accumulated angry man, frantically letting out bursts of penetrating screams.
Taixu looked up,, uncle, what the hell is this? Pangu opened the sky? Gonggong angrily hit Buzhou Mountain? Or is agarwood trying to split Huashan?