Chapter 195: The Walking Monk
When Hui Ming heard about this, he thought that the suffering in the world should be used in his own way to help all sentient beings.
One day, Huiming came to a village, and suddenly saw that one of the villagers here was counted as one, and his forehead was surrounded by black gas.
This is a terrible omen of impending disaster, and Hui Ming knows that disaster is about to befall this place, so he comes to the village and shouts.
"Fellow villagers, a high mountain is about to fall here, leave quickly, maybe you can still live!"
Hui Ming's words caused the villagers to burst into laughter.
"Where did the crazy monk come from, he is talking nonsense here."
"I think, this monk is afraid that he has lost his mind."
"Hahaha, being able to see this scene before the second dog gets married can be regarded as an appetizer."
Huiming saw that the villagers were like this, and his heart was agitated, and no one listened to the truth, but he heard that someone in this village was married, so he had a plan.
Without saying a word, he picked up the bride and ran, and when the villagers saw this, one was counted as one, and they chased after him.
At that time, the village was not like now, full of deceit and chatter.
Ergouzi's father was kind and helped the villagers through a lot of difficulties.
Whoever has a big or small affair, as long as it is within the scope of his ability, he will help.
As soon as the villagers heard that the second dog's daughter-in-law had been snatched away, they picked up the guy around them and chased after him.
But Huiming ran farther and farther, reached a safe distance, and put the new daughter-in-law down.
The villagers were furious, and some of them had a bad temper, so they directly grabbed Huiming's collar and said viciously: "You run, you run, why don't you run?"
Dare to rob the new daughter-in-law of the second dog, you really ate the bear's heart and leopard gall. ”
Huiming breathlessly stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the village.
"Boom!"
When the villagers looked back, they only felt stunned for the rest of their lives.
"Benefactor, if it weren't for this crazy monk, I'm afraid the whole village would not have escaped this catastrophe."
"Yes, who would have thought that this sudden peak would fall from the sky."
"We have to thank the Master."
"Yes, yes, thank you, Master."
The villagers looked back, and this Hui Ming had already run away.
On this day, Hui Ming turned his fate to the vicinity of Qiantang, where there was a well-known great benevolent man.
This great benevolent man is named Li Yuanxiu, and he will open a shed to give porridge on the fifteenth day of the new year.
Huiming came to the porridge shed and turned into a bowl of porridge.
When I got it in my hand, I was still sighing, this Li Yuanxiu is really a good person.
Drinking into his mouth, Hui Ming raised his eyebrows and shouted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the poor monk retracts what he just said, this Li Yuanwai is not a good bird!"
Hui Ming stayed nearby, and when it was night, he quietly slipped into Li Yuanxiu's house.
Go to the secret room and take some gold and silver treasures.
When I walked out of the secret room, I happened to meet Li Yuanxiu.
"Stop, you monk, you are so bold, you dare to steal property, come on, give it to me, life or death.
If someone dies, I'm responsible. "Li Yuanxiu takes gold and silver very seriously, and when he sees the monk stealing his life, he will naturally not have a good temper.
Hui Mingli ignored it, and jumped over the wall for life.
"Hmph, count you as fast as you run." Li Yuanxiu came to the secret room, looked at the stolen things, and let out a sigh of relief, fortunately, he could bear it in his heart.
Put the newly acquired gold and silver into the secret room, and replace the stolen belongings, more than mistakes, and even more.
Li Yuanwai looked at the golden and silver treasures, and the smiling face was like a blooming chrysanthemum.
For the monk's theft of property, he forgot about it.
Hui Ming came to the government with the treasure.
When the county commander saw the monk, he said: "If the master is a fate, please go elsewhere, it's not that you don't want to get married, it's just that you don't have a good life, your life is poor, and your life is not easy."
"This time I came, it's not fate, adults look at it." Hui Ming put the treasure on top of the public case.
The county order picked up the treasure and looked at it carefully, which ...... This is not the gold and silver treasure lost by the big families in the city, but why did it appear in the hands of a monk, could it be that this monk ......?
Raising his eyebrows, the county commander stared at Huiming with an unkind gaze: "Where does the wealth come from, please invite it truthfully, if not, hum ......"
"My lord, this treasure is taken from the big family Li Yuanxiu's family, and my lord can send someone to check it out." Huiming told Li Yuanxiu's affairs and discernment.
When the county order was heard, my heart trembled, you are Li Yuanxiu, and you also played the trick of the thief shouting to catch the thief.
The official came to Li Yuanxiu's house with a part of the gold and silver.
When Li Yuanxiu saw the servant, his heart moved, what happened when the servant came to visit at night?
The official took out the gold and silver, and Li Yuanxiu sighed in his heart, it's over, it's all over.
The officials took Li Yuanxiu away, and when the secret room was opened, the gold and silver were able to see again.
Looking at the scene of the room full of golden and silver light, the head and neck of the official knew that it would be difficult to protect it with the current manpower, so he immediately asked the county order.
As soon as the county order was heard, he immediately contacted the commander of the city defense army.
Looking back, I thought of Master Huiming, but this master came and went without a trace, and I don't know when, the person is no longer there.
Hui Ming came to a village and had a widow.
Zhang's widowed husband died young, leaving orphans and widows dead.
Widow Zhang had a son who was sick for many days and sought medical advice.
The family was not rich in the first place, and lived a hard life.
For the sake of the children, sell all the valuable things, and now there is nothing left.
Asking God for divination did not help, and the child's condition worsened instead of alleviating it.
Widow Zhang looked at her hair, and it seemed that she could only sell the hair that the women cared about the most.
A woman loses her hair as if she lost her life, but she can't care so much for the sake of her children.
When the money from the sale of the hair was spent again, the child remained asleep. At this time, Widow Zhang was penniless, and even eating was a problem, so how could she have the money to treat her child's illness.
Seeing that the child's face was getting paler and unconscious, Widow Zhang knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.
At this time, he can't care so much, whether it's the gods and Buddhas in the sky, or the demons, as long as it works, what if he kneels it.
"Ladies and gentlemen, save the child, as long as the child can wake up, he can exchange his life for his life!"
Hui Ming heard it and knocked on the door.
Looking at the child on the hospital bed, Huiming raised his eyebrows: "It's too late."
"Master, what's too late?" Widow Zhang was anxious.
"It's all predestined by God." Huiming shook his head and sighed.
"Kid! My baby! I...... Whining...... I have been widowed for many years, and I only have such a child, how can I be called good now? "Widow Zhang's tears and snot have long been indistinguishable, and crying is called a sadness.
Hui Ming looked at the bowl he had turned into, sighed helplessly, put the bowl on the table and said, "This is the purple gold bowl, you can take it!"
After Huiming left, the child breathed.
Widow Zhang cried even more sadly, she had no money to take care of the child's funeral, how could this be good?
Looking at the purple gold bowl, Widow Zhang took it and sold it.
The boss of the silver building looked at the purple gold bowl: "Hey, your things are too valuable, I'm afraid I can't take them here, please will!"
If you want to sell it, you can go to the prefecture. ”
"I'm a woman, and now the child is dead again, can you please exchange it for me, I'll get the money another day." Widow Zhang frowned.
Seeing this, the owner of the silver building had no choice but to agree.
"But where did you get this purple gold bowl from?" The owner of the silver building asked.
"A master in an apricot robe, oh yes, this master has no apex on his head." Widow Zhang took the money and went back.
The local monks are all acquaintances, but the foreign monks are different.
Huiming's identity soon spread throughout the neighborhood.
This matter was known to the local bandit leader, this person's name was Cheng Dahei, and he looked at his subordinates: "This monk, it seems that it is not easy to take it, if we want to fight his idea, we still need to be careful."
"Big brother, we know this, I heard it, this monk is full of treasures, if we can get it, a girl like Xiaocui in Yihong Courtyard, how many you want." One of the bandits, with lustful eyes shining.
"Look at your little bit of talent, you know that women know Xiaocui.
If you get what the monk has, you will have no worries about food and clothing in this life.
Wash your hands in the golden basin, and return to the mountains and forests from now on, happy and happy. "The other bandit thinks long-term and doesn't just care about the crotch.
"But how do we attract him to show up?" One of the bandits asked.
"It's easy to do, the monks have compassion, as long as we catch a woman and humiliate her in every way.
Leak some more rumors to the monk, hehe......" Cheng Dahei smiled.
"High, really high."
"Big brother, what a plan!"
A group of ten bandits took advantage of the night to catch a woman and tie her to the grove.
When Huiming heard about this, he rushed to it non-stop.
Seeing that the bandits were about to do something wrong, Huiming shouted: "Stop, since you did this kind of thing to a woman from a good family, you still brought me over, hum."
Cheng Dahei and his subordinates glanced at each other, and they really came.
Although he didn't have confidence in his heart, he still rushed up, took a knife and a gun, and shot straight at Huiming.
Hui Ming laughed strangely, and did not fight back, letting the gangsters grab his hands and feet.
Cheng Dahei and the thieves didn't expect it to be so easy, so they caught Huiming, and everyone was overjoyed, one holding his hand and the other pulling his leg caught him.
Hui Ming was not afraid, and his body suddenly exploded.
Cheng Dahei and the thieves, all bowed.
The girl who was bullied, her little face turned white with fright.
"Girl, tell the people of the world that the poor monk has ascended to heaven, let those who covet it die of this heart!"
Hui Ming opened his mouth, his body exploded, but he didn't expect him to embark on a different path.
The body exploded, the soul burst out with a little golden light, and Huiming became a golden-bodied monk.
The golden light dissipated, and Huiming knew that this catastrophe was inevitable, and for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he would not break or stand, and he would stand after breaking.
Huiming's master sensed this situation and sighed: "Good man, you will not be able to escape this catastrophe after all, and what will happen in the future depends on yourself!"
Huiming continued to walk forward, it was already dark, there was no shop in front of the village, no shop in the back, in the wilderness.
Three miles further, the dim lights flickered, and Hui Ming arrived, only to find his own small shop.
Huiming is restless, and from time to time he is determined, since he has encountered it, it means that he has a fate with this shopkeeper.
Walking into the store, the boss was bored with abacus beads.
The guy buttoned his nostrils and looked at the door.
Seeing someone coming in, the man wiped his nose on his clothes and greeted him politely.
When he saw that it was a barefoot monk, the guy lost interest.
The attitude is more arrogant.
The boss raised his head, saw Huiming, goodbye buddy's attitude, and suddenly felt bad.
This monk's waist is shining with gold, I'm afraid there is a treasure?