"Master, Master! Master, wake up!"

Seeing that his master was still not sober at all, the little monk unceremoniously grabbed his master's collar and shook it from side to side to want him to be sober.

"Eh, don't make a fuss. Let Master sleep a little longer."

But the drunken master was still paralyzed on the bluestone, muttering that he didn't want to get up.

The little monk was about to sit on the old monk's head, but he still didn't want to wake up.

Until Chen Liu opened the cork of the wine jug in his hand, the mellow aroma aroused the gluttonous worms in his stomach. The old monk sat up abruptly and overturned the apprentices.

"Yo, boy, go up. What do you want to do?"

The old monk snatched the wine jug from Chen Liu's hand, and then took a big sip, not mentioning the rules and precepts of the monks.

Of course, this is the appearance of the master himself, and he does not have the appearance of a Buddhist disciple as a monk.

The raunchy can only be said to be praising him, and it is difficult to describe the sloppiness in between.

The shoes were torn, the hats were torn, and the robes were torn. I guess you laughed at him, he laughed at him, a broken fan.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Liu couldn't help humming the tune, which made Taiwa very puzzled. It's quite appropriate, but it's not appropriate to sing at this time......

But this time, the person Chen Liu was looking for was different from the woodcutter.

Taiwa could feel a pure and thick Buddhist Dao rhyme from his body, and she had only felt a similar Dao rhyme in Buddhist monks above the level of the White Lotus Bodhisattva. At the same time, he also seems to have an abyss-like cultivation, not necessarily stronger than Taiwa, but it's hard to say.

"Ahem...... It's rude."

Chen Liu coughed a few times, but he was really reminded by the old monk's pretend temperament in front of him, and he felt it.

However, he still did not put the title of holy monk and living Buddha on his lips, but said:

"Master, the disciple is here to show the master the way into the abbot's fairyland."

The monk ignored him, but beckoned to him and took the roast chicken in Chen Liu's hand.

Chen Liu and Taiwa waited for the master to finish eating.

On the other side, the little monk also watched the master eat meat, and seemed to swallow a little saliva.

The old monk also deliberately dangled the chicken leg with a charming aroma in front of the little monk's eyes, but did not give it to him.

The little monk couldn't see his eyes and his heart was pure, and he closed his eyes and chanted the scriptures, unwilling to deal with his cheap master.

"It's a pity. I'm the only one who eats such delicious chicken."

These words were really cheap, and the little monk had to cover his ears to purify the six roots.

Seeing the apprentice like this, the old monk took the chicken leg and went to Chen Liu and Taiwa again.

At this time, Taiwa also saw the dark mud stains on the old monk's hands clearly, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Seeing this, the old monk shook his head, so he didn't bother himself, but handed the chicken leg to Chen Liu again, and said:

"I don't know if you have a mouth."

Chen Liu directly took the chicken leg and feasted on it.

After a while, the chicken thighs were eaten and wiped clean, and even the chicken bones were broken, and the bone marrow inside was sucked, and the grease on the hands was licked clean.

This kind of behavior made Taiwa also stay a few steps away from Chen Liu.

The old monk also exclaimed:

"Eat cleaner than me, very understanding." Z.br>

"The master has won the prize."

The old monk waved his hand, nodded again, and then pulled the wine jug to greet Chen Liu and motioned him over.

Chen Liu saw that Taiwa was a little estranged from the two of them, so he asked her to stay here, and he would come as soon as he went.

Leaving the vicinity of the bluestone, the old monk took Chen Liu to a dilapidated temple.

The walls of the temple have been mottled, the doors and windows have rotted, and the inside is full of debris and weeds, which is very barren.

In the center is a stone that is already missing half of its face

The carved Buddha seems to be different from several ancient Buddhas enshrined in the interior.

In front of the Buddha statue, there is no incense burner, so naturally no one makes incense. However, there were a few pine cones and some fresh vegetables on the loose offering table. There are not many things, and they are very small, but they seem to be dedicated to the Buddha.

The old monk pushed the door in and didn't offer incense, but just sat casually next to the Buddha statue and asked:

"Look at the remnants of orthodox Buddhist luck in you, and it's still very pure...... But you're not a disciple of Buddhism......

Chen Liu selected some entanglements with the White Lotus Bodhisattva and told the old monk to listen, and he nodded frequently when he heard it, and he did not hesitate to exclaim:

"The lord of the Buddhist sect said that he would let it go, which is really powerful."

When listening to Chen Liu's narration, the old monk was still pinching his fingers as if he was pinching something. After a while, his brows tightened, and the calculation came to an abrupt end at a certain moment.

"Strange ......"

"What?"

The old monk stared at Chen Liu twice, and Chen Liu couldn't help but feel a little stunned when he saw it, until he looked away again.

Regarding Chen Liu's appeal, the old monk did not directly agree or refuse, but first explained to him the history of this temple.

"At the beginning, this temple was famous far and wide, and many pilgrims came to worship it. However, one day, there was a disturbance here, and although it was eventually dispersed, the people no longer trusted the temple and the Buddha. Over time, even the monks of this monastery went their separate ways to find a living, and after a long time, they were deserted."

He pointed to the missing half of the Buddha's face, which had been smashed by several radical believers after that demonic accident.

"Do they deserve to be punished for offending the Buddha and despising the Dharma so much?"

Exquisite things come in an instant.

Chen Liu didn't dare to slack off, the score of this assessment may be closely related to whether he can get the method of the former abbot from the hands of this master.

After hesitating and thinking for a long time, Chen Liu gave the answer:

"Deserve the punishment."

"Oh? Tell me why."

The answer itself is not important, but the logic and ideas behind it are the most noteworthy.

Chen Liu also eloquently expressed his views:

"Demons and evil people are rampant in the world, and they don't blame others for demons and evils, and they don't demand themselves, which is really lenient with oneself and strict with others; Pray to God and worship Buddha, if you gain, you will be lucky, and if you lose, you will be blamed, and treating the gods and scriptures with a utilitarian heart is really disrespectful to the immortal master......

Chen Liu elaborated on many reasons, and finally came up with four words:

"Don't ask for anything else."

However, Chen Liu turned around and said a few more words:

"But the common people, monks, gods and Buddhas are not the same kind of people after all, and they cannot hold everyone to the same standard. What we can see and understand, they don't necessarily understand. Therefore, punishment is to be punished, but it must be punished when they are still stubborn after they have been given the opportunity to make amends."

This point of view was not perfect, but the old monk felt that it was quite new and had some truth, so he nodded, which was regarded as an approval of Chen Liu's answer.

He didn't make any corrections, and he was particularly satisfied with the four words that Chen Liu derived.

"Don't ask for anything else."

The old monk told Chen Liu about the sporadic tributes on the table in front of the Buddha statue, and the people who made the offerings were not believers and pilgrims, nor Buddhist disciples, but two children and some demons with a little spirituality.

"They really don't have anything to ask for, they just worship the Buddha for the sake of worshipping the Buddha."

"Maybe the stone Buddha is just a stone, and they don't have the concept of Buddha in their hearts, but they are actually looking at themselves, and what they worship is actually the Buddha in their hearts, and what they worship is themselves."

"Good, good, good."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The old monk made an exception and threw the wine jug that had belonged to him to Chen Liu, and let him drink two sips as well.

His words can be regarded as answering the old monk's original next question, so there is no need to talk about the next level.

The old monk took back the flask and said:

"It's a pity that your life is too deep, and I can't see through it, otherwise I will have to spend a time with you, a monk, so as to strengthen my Buddhism. As for what you ask for...... The abbot has

The best way to close the mountain is to ......"

Chen Liu's face became a little strange as he listened to his method.

He looked at the old monk strangely, and the old monk said confidently:

"This method works best. If it doesn't work, I'll go and get you out myself, monk."

"Okay......

Chen Liu asked the old monk again, not Daoji, but Daoyuan, and was a little disappointed.

When the two of them returned to the bluestone again, the little monk was still chanting the scriptures by himself, while Taiwa was watching the scenery from a distance.

Before leaving, Chen Liu said one more word to the little monk:

"If you see things that are not the same, you will see them as they are."

The little monk glanced at Chen Liu suspiciously, and it was impossible for Chen Liu to break it again.

Chen Liu turned around and bowed to the old monk again, and said goodbye to them with Taiwa.

After they left, the little monk asked the master again:

"What does he mean?"

The old monk smiled and asked:

"Do you still want to eat chicken legs?"

"Master, if you don't keep the precepts, the disciples still have to keep them."

Monk Daoyuan nodded, did not tease the apprentice, but explained:

"You really need it at this stage. The heart is still impetuous, there is no precept to restrain it, and it is easy to fall into the path of demons."

Subsequently, he asked the little monk again:

"Do you want to eat it?"

Looking at the master's solemn expression, the little monk hesitated again and again, but still replied:

"I want to ......"

"Haha, I can't eat if I want to."

The Daoyuan monk himself ate the remaining roast chicken, and still did not leave even a little meat for the little monk.

After eating and drinking, he lay down on the bluestone and fell asleep again.

The little monk was very angry, but thinking about the relationship between master and apprentice, thinking about the rules and precepts, and thinking that the master was his savior after all, he finally chose to sulk and recite the Sutra alone.

"Alright, alright. You don't have to know that much right now. Ten years old yet, you don't need to understand his truth. Let's go, Master will take you to see the excitement!"

The old monk stared at the apprentice with bulging cheeks, a little funny, and finally chose to comfort a few words, and then offered compensation.

"What's the excitement?"

"Guess."

The Daoyuan monk put one hand on the little monk's shoulder, and the next moment they appeared above the clouds in the distance.

At this time, Chen Liu and Taiwa also returned to the barrier of Fangzhu Mountain.

Taiwa asked with some hesitation:

"Do you really want to do that?"

"It should be...... Maybe...... Probably...... Maybe it's fine. The big deal is to eat prison food for a few days, and Dazun should come to save us."

「……」

Such a big risk, but Taiwa still chose to believe him.

A picture scroll depicting the landscape of heaven and earth flew out of her sleeve and flew into the nine heavens.

Chen Liu sacrificed the purple gold vermilion pen, the golden rope and other magic weapons he carried, and of course, the token of Fengshuai, which surrounded the mountains and rivers above the Nine Heavens.

After everything was ready, the Mountains and Rivers Society Diagram was immediately ready to go, and with the momentum of moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, leading all the magic artifacts and spiritual objects to install the barrier outside the abbot.

"Bang!"

I heard a loud bang, and a puff of smoke and dust flew up.

After the smoke and dust dissipated, an old man with crane hair and a childish face stood in the air with a grim face.

He wanted to grab those magic weapons, but they were all extremely slippery and flew back into the hands of Chen and Liu.

The old man looked at the clouds and then down.

He asked Taiwa in a cold tone:

"Why did you knock on my mountain gate?"

Taiwa replied:

"You ask him."

Chen Liu looked innocent and said:

"I don't know."