Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Old Monk and the Little Monk
Night, dark horror.
Among the dead trees, there are lonely souls wandering. The north wind howled, sweeping through the top layer of snow and rolling over the ground like thin sand.
From a distance, in the vast wind and snow, there is only a lone lamp.
It was an inn.
On the high moon sky, two figures, one large and one small, appeared on the rugged mountain road in front of the inn.
These are two monks.
An old monk, who looked withered and skinny, was draped in a thick cotton monk's robe, and his clothes were so heavy that he was about to fall. A few wisps of white whiskers under his chin, as if he was about to fall off by the wind.
Next to him was a little monk, who looked seven or eight years old, also wearing thick cotton clothes, dressed like a ball, with red lips and white teeth, indescribably delicate and lovely. His face was red, and he couldn't see the cold.
An old man and a young monk came to the door of the inn and knocked on the door.
Tuk-tuk.
"Who?"
A bewitching voice answered the door, and a woman with a red turban poked her eyes out.
The old monk said: "Shopkeeper, our master and apprentice are passing monks, and they want to come to stay overnight, by the way...... Eat fast. β
The woman's eyes widened and she raised her eyebrows: "There are few serious businesses all day long, but you monks who have no money are happy, no, go elsewhere!"
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"Huh. The old monk grabbed the crack in the door and pleaded: "You look at the barren mountains and mountains, and it is estimated that there is only one shop within a radius of dozens of miles." Even if we don't have food, we will spend the night in the firewood room. β
The woman's eyes flickered, and she wanted to say something more, when she heard a rough inquiry behind her: "Lady, who are you talking to?"
"It's nothing, two poor monks who have turned into a relationship, they are not as good as Huazi, they don't have two taels of meat on their bodies, and they still learn to come out to be foot monks, I'll drive them away!" the woman replied.
"Don't, don't. β
Then I saw a fat man with a face full of meat, screaming repeatedly, and then he tore the woman open and opened the door.
The wind and snow poured into the house, and the candle flame in the door dimmed in an instant.
"Oh, two masters, this is frozen, come in and drink a bowl of hot soup and rest for the night." The man greeted the master and apprentice very warmly into the house.
"Amitabha, thank you. The old monk thanked him repeatedly.
The little monk also folded his hands together, looking solemn and cute.
"Go fry two vegetarian dishes, warm a bowl of hot soup, and serve the two masters. The man raised his eyebrows and said to the woman.
The woman was still a little reluctant, but she didn't dare to disobey, so she had to twist her waist that was not thin but fleshy, and went to the back kitchen with something muttering.
This inn is not a big place, and there are only three or five tables in the small hall on the first floor?
The two monks were placed at the only table with a vacant seat next to them were three high-rollers who looked like they were walking the rivers and lakes, all with thick eyebrows, big eyes, beard and scars. There are piles of their robes and hats on the side, and it seems that they have also come from afar.
The three high-rollers were talking happily with each other, and when they saw the two monks sitting over, they looked at each other and smiled.
One of them laughed first: "Little monk, do you know...... Why are there more people in the north than in the south?"
The little monk glanced at him and shook his head slightly.
"Hey, hey. Another high roller sneered: "Look at the weather outside? The climate in the north is bitter and cold in winter? Every family can't go out, so they can only give birth at home." β
"Haha......"
The old monk sighed slightly, as if he was lamenting that these people were not taboo in meat and vegetarian, and he also told the children about yellow jokes. But strangely, the old monk didn't stop it.
At this time, the man brought two plates of vegetarian dishes and two bowls of hot soup, put them on the table, and greeted, "Please use them slowly? Drink the soup first to warm your stomach." β
The old monk did not thank him, but sighed again.
The little monk simply folded his hands and closed his eyes to chant.
"Eh?" asked a high roller, "Monk, why don't you eat it?"
"yes, what are you sighing again. Another laughed and said, "Is it because you sigh that this vegetarian dish is not to your taste, and you want to eat meat?"
The old monk sighed leisurely: "The poor monk is a sigh, he was born obsessed, and he buried the fate, so why bother." β
"Huh?"
As soon as he said this, the faces of the guests in the inn changed.
The old monk didn't talk nonsense, put his hands on the seal, and chanted: "Amitabha-"
Boom β
With his Buddha name, it was as if the heavens and the earth had changed greatly, and all the light and shadow around him seemed to fade in color.
A small warm mountain building suddenly turned into a rotten house made of dilapidated tree trunks, and the wind and snow on all sides suddenly poured in.
The vegetarian dishes on the table instantly turned into two plates of severed human fingers, and the two bowls of hot soup turned into red blood, steaming in the cold wind.
And the high-rollers at the same table turned into three wild badgers. The guests at the other tables also turned into all kinds of mountain spirits and beasts.
As for the proprietor and proprietress of the back kitchen, one turned into a wild boar and the other turned into a long snake.
The upheaval was only in an instant, and these mountain spirits and beasts were all shocked, and they didn't know that they had committed Tai Sui until this moment, so they wanted to flee in all directions.
It's a pity that the old monk said again: "Good, good-"
In an instant, there seemed to be an invisible fluctuation spreading. These spirits that were gathering in the mountains to harm people were shattered at the same time!
With a bang, only one spirit survived.
It's the red-spotted snake that the proprietress turned into.
The little monk didn't know when he had already stood up, raised his hand, and took the long snake into the palm of his hand, turning into a small red ray.
"You are the only spirit in the field who has ever touched good thoughts, because of your good thoughts, you are allowed to come to my demon Tallinn to listen to the scriptures for five hundred years. β
The little monk said softly, and did not give the snake demon any chance to resist, and directly put it into his sleeve with one hand.
The scene that was still lively just now turned into only two masters and apprentices in the wind and snow.
The little monk said to the old monk again: "Twenty-four people have died here, and it is enough to chant the scriptures twenty-four times." β
"Yes. β
When the old monk heard this, he obediently sat cross-legged on the ground and began to chant the scriptures.
After a long time, he got up again, and then asked, "Master, where are we going next?"
It turns out that among the two, this little monk is the master!
Listening to his question, the little monk thought for a while and said, "The Buddha fate meeting is about to begin, let's go back to the mountain." β
As he spoke, he raised his hand.
A dead leaf on the ground was swept up by an inexplicable force, and suddenly rose against the storm, expanding to a length and width.
The little monk stepped on first, and the old monk followed.
Immediately, a huge withered leaf rose in the wind and roared away.
By the early morning, the outline of Shenluo City could already be seen.
Hongdu Mountain and White Dragon Temple are at the foot.
The two monks did not enter the temple directly, but fell to the ground from a distance and watched for a while.
Today is the day when the Buddha relationship of Hakuryuji Temple begins.
The so-called Buddha Yuan Meeting is a grand event that has been inherited for thousands of years in the White Dragon Temple.
That is, monks from all over the world or people who advocate Buddhism can participate in the Dharma and strive for the Buddha's precursor Dharma.
The last Buddha is divided into several levels, the best Yuan Law may be a treasure of the White Dragon Temple, the upper Yuan Law may be a volume of ancient scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the middle Yuan Law may be a disciple of the White Dragon Temple, and the lower Yuan Law may be an opening of the elders in the temple to drive away evil spirits......
As for what Buddha fate can be obtained, it all depends on the destiny of heaven.
In the early years, the Buddha Yuan Association was once a supreme event for Buddhism in the world.
It's just that in recent centuries, with the rise of Yunfu Temple and the decline of Bailong Temple, the Buddha will gradually show signs of dimming.
But it is also called the Huadu Conference, which is the only two grand events in Shenluo City.
But......
This year's Huadu Conference was suddenly held in winter, and the time of the Buddha Yuan Meeting, which had been held in winter, was approaching, and the reputation of the Buddha Yuan Club suddenly fell to the lowest level in history......
This also allowed the monks of the White Dragon Temple to see the true colors of these supposedly devout believers.
When you have a woman, you forget about the Dharma......
Pious ghost.
Therefore, this year's Buddha Yuan Association was also forced to carry out some reforms.
Originally, the believers spontaneously watched the conference, but this year, in order to attract people, the first round of the Buddha Relationship Meeting was changed to see which participant could attract more popularity.
And at this time, it is the time to start the registration.
At the gate of the mountain temple, a small episode occurred.
The little novice, who recorded the list of contestants, asked a handsome participant with a smile.
"Name?"
"Li Chu. β
"Occupation?"
"Taoist priest. β
"......" The smile on the face of the little novice faded.
After making sure that the person in front of him was very serious and not joking, Xiao Shami slowly asked.
"This benefactor...... Are you here to kick in?"