The cauliflower snake thought of revenge again, and continued to crawl in the direction of the kiln. The jungle is deep and dangerous, and it lurks for a while, poking its head out to see the limelight, and then moving forward. "Coo-......" It suddenly heard the call of the turtledove, and quietly looked up, and before it saw which tree the turtle dove was, it found the situation: a vulture spread its wings and glided on the mountainside, clearly waiting for an opportunity to hunt something.

The cauliflower snake was frightened, it shrewdly burrowed into a bush, which was not safe, and it tried to find a burrow to burrow into it to avoid the vultures, but there was no cave here, and it curled up in a ball, motionless.

At this moment a shadow swept over the woods, and over its lurking shrubs, and it stuck its head out of the leaves, and the vulture's claws were grasping a turtledove, still struggling in despair, and flew high up the mountainside like a trophy.

Seeing that the enemy had left, the cauliflower snake breathed a sigh of relief, but still had a lingering heart, how terrible it would be if the vulture had caught it not the turtledove.

Therefore, the cauliflower snake did not dare to act rashly, and every time it walked a mountain road, it had to look around. It climbed to the bottom of a steep cliff, and there was a faint sound, which sounded very refreshing to the body and mind, like the nose smelling the pleasant flowers and plants.

The cauliflower snake unconsciously liked that sound, so it slowly climbed up around the base of the cliff, so that its body was all exposed, and it seemed to be coiled around the cliff, with its head held high, showing wild and free innocence, and the two snake hyacinths in its nostrils were like two mysterious wheat mangs spitting and shrinking, as if to show an attempt, but it was not bold and unpredictable.

Unlike the usual snake, which always repeats the habitual timidity and caution, it seems to have forgotten everything, and wants to soak itself in a dreamy sound that is not sleepy, but rather refreshing. The voice came from the Xishan Temple, and the cauliflower snake only felt that he loved to listen to it, but he didn't understand the content.

How did it know that it was the monks and nuns in the Xishan Monastery chanting the scriptures, and there were scriptures of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the Ten Directions and the Third World, such as the "Amitabha Sutra", the "Dizang Sutra" and the "Guanyin Dream Sutra". Although the cauliflower snake did not understand that listening to these scriptures full of wonderful voices could eliminate evil obstacles, resolve the disasters of reincarnation for hundreds of eons and thousands of lifetimes, and even transcend the side life, it understood one thing, and this voice made it feel the peace and stability of existence.

At this moment, the faint sunlight spilled into the jungle, and those brilliant and warm spots also bathed its body, listening to the sound of this beautiful scripture, its habits of aggressiveness, gluttony, and sleepiness seemed to be imperceptible, and the roots of peace, selflessness, and diligence were slowly moistened by clear water.

Although the cauliflower snake did not clearly feel the change in itself, its actions no longer made the aliens abominable and flee. A mountain frog passing by, that is, jumping down from a tree, landed right on this cliff, and if it were normal, the cauliflower snake would quickly turn its head and catch it by surprise, and as a matter of course, it would be a strong man to enjoy this spoil, which no one could compete with.

But the cauliflower snake at the moment didn't look at it, the whole body was coiled, like a cold chain stacked on the cliff wall, and the connected neck was quietly hanging in the air, and the head and the eyes on the head in the direction of the Xishan temple seemed so serene and shining, as if it was meditating there, not causing trouble, not making trouble, so that the mountain frog crawled to its side, and harassed its body with its front toes, and then jumped away and disappeared, it was not a good thing, as if nothing had happened.

The cauliflower snake was once the natural enemy of the mountain frog, at this moment its tolerance or its compassion, gave the mountain frog an unexpected freedom, the mountain frog may not know gratitude, just like the cauliflower snake does not know why he has become so kind and peaceful, all the subtleties and turnarounds are the Xishan temple to come to Fanbei naturally purified the cauliflower snake's heart.

When the sound stopped, perhaps it was the nuns who had gone to eat, and the cauliflower snake did not know it, and only felt that it wanted to be close to that sound again, but it did not at once, and it began to stir, climbed down the cliff, dived into the jungle, and moved slowly in the direction of the Xishan monastery, and it even forgot the original idea - to wait for revenge near the earthen house in the kiln.

After a while, it heard the chirping of birds, the chirping of cicadas, the tinkling of spring water and the roar of Lin Tao.

The sun went down, accompanied by the frequent beating of the twilight drums, and the melodious and melodious Fanbei sounded in the Xishan Temple, and the cauliflower snake has been fond of it for a long time. It followed the sound over a mountain, waded through a canyon, and got closer and closer to the Xishan monastery, but it was so dark that it was terrifying, and there were many things to swim at night, and even more terrifying were pangolins, owls, badger pigs and other animals, which were the natural enemies of cauliflower snakes.

At this moment, the sound of chanting in the Xishan Monastery gradually disappeared, and the cauliflower snake still did not understand that it was too late, and the monks and nuns went back to their rooms to sleep.

Although after a few hours, the cauliflower snake was not hungry, and the mouse it had swallowed had not yet been digested, and the most important thing now was to find a suitable crypt for itself to burrow into to avoid predators, but if it did not find it, it continued to crawl forward at the risk of being eaten, and crawled bravely towards the Xishan Monastery that did not know how far away from this canyon was.

The east is white, and there are fewer animals and their cries at night, only the noise of birds in the mountains and forests, this irregular fragmented or undulating noisy cries, but it is difficult to hide the sound of chanting from the Xishan monastery.

The cauliflower snake heard it again, and although it didn't understand what it was, it knew best that it liked it.

It then climbed out of the canyon and around the southern end of the mountain, where the sound of the prayer drowned out all its senses, and the temple of the West Hill was getting closer and closer, and a little more of the mountain road would come into view.

Suddenly, it found a bald head, wearing a gray cloth coarse shirt, squatting in the woods sprinkled with the morning light, sitting on his knees, of course, this is a monk meditating.

It didn't understand in the end, it was a little scared, and it didn't dare to show its face, but it coiled its body full of scales and armor in a bush, and the lush branches and leaves of the shrub just became a barrier to cover it, and through the gap it observed the bald head, with its eyelids slightly closed, and in front of its palms, its expression was leisurely, quiet like a sculpture, although it was not tall, but it was very mysterious.

The cauliflower snake felt that he didn't care about the surrounding plants, flowers and birds, the sun, the air, and even the slightest breeze, including the bush in front of him, the cauliflower snake.

The peaceful and compassionate chanting sound from the Xishan monastery attracted it to climb out unconsciously, and before the bald head walked away, it was exposed to the meditating bald head, just wanting to take advantage of his inattention, and immediately slip over, hovering over the wall of the Xishan monastery, like monks and nuns, in the peaceful and indifferent atmosphere created by the Brahman, edifying or practicing.

But just as it slipped out of the bushes, the meditating bald head spotted it and stood up suddenly, and it was afraid to go back to the bushes to hide and avoid attacking.

Unexpectedly, the monk looked at it with his hands folded and said in his mouth: Amitabha, may my Buddha surpass the spiritual snake. He then went to another part of the jungle to meditate. Although the cauliflower snake did not understand human language, it was grateful to this kind-faced monk because he had set aside a path for himself to join the Xishan Monastery.