"This matter has to start from five years ago. ”

"I am the king of the black chicken, and the country of the black chicken has always been under my rule, and the wind and rain are smooth. But five years ago, without the slightest warning, there was a great drought in heaven and earth, as if it had been punished by heaven. ”

"After the great drought, I tried my best to lead the people to fight against it, but after three years, the disaster has not eased. ”

"Three years ago, I had no choice but to pray for rain, and at this time, a Taoist priest came from the south and said that he could pray for rain. ”

I hurriedly asked him to come up to the altar to pray, and sure enough, when the token rang, it rained heavily. I was hoping that three feet of rain would be enough, and he said that the drought had not been able to moisten for a long time, and it had rained two more inches. When I saw that he was so righteous and strong, I bowed to him eight times and called him a brother. ”

When the king of Wuji said this, with a little hatred, he said, "Who knows, this Taoist priest harbored evil intentions, and lived with me, and one day, he cast a spell and directly pushed me down the well. And he became like me and usurped my throne, my wife. ”

The king of the black chicken gritted his teeth, for a person, there is nothing more than the hatred of taking his wife.

Especially when he is still a king, thinking about his three palaces and six courtyards, if he is going to be slept with by that Taoist priest, he can't wait to eat his meat raw.

"Holy monk, you have to be the master for me!

The Black Chicken King pleaded towards Tang Mo.

"Why did you come to the poor monk? How do you know that the poor monk will make decisions for you?"

Tang Mo asked the Black Chicken King.

King Wuji said, "In the past few years, my ghost has been trapped at the bottom of the well, unable to leave, muddy, that is, in the past few days, I suddenly woke up, so that I can ask the holy monk for help!"

Hearing his words, Tang Mo was thoughtful.

The matter of the king of the black chicken, I am afraid that it will involve the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism.

Three years ago, there was a great drought, and the whole country believed in Taoism, but in fact, this was the result of the disaster of the fake black chicken king.

In the end, he still needs to take action to drive the fake black chicken king away.

What is his identity? His identity is that of a monk.

By that time, the whole country of Wuji would probably believe in Buddhism again.

However, there are still doubts.

Tang Mo looked at the black chicken king and said, "Donor, there is a fixed number of drinks and pecks. The fate you have ended up like this today is actually completely because of the cause you planted before, and you offended people who should not be offended!"

"Holy monk, what do you mean by that? I am usually kind to others, love my people, and have never done anything evil! Why do I have to suffer so much? ”

King Wuji said aggrievedly, "Buddhism often says that there is cause and effect, but I really haven't done anything evil!"

"All of this! It all started with that monk many years ago!"

Tang Mo said to the Black Chicken King.

"Monk, in the past, I was also a philanthropist, and I built a lot of temples in the country, and this Baoming Temple was built at my expense. What does this have to do with monks?"

The more the black chicken king talked, the more aggrieved he became.

"Donor, did you drown a monk before? This monk was immersed in the river for three days and three nights, killing him?"

Tang Mo continued, "Donor, think about it again, did the great drought in the Black Chicken Country start after that day five years ago. ”

When the king of the black chicken heard this, he chuckled in his heart, and then he remembered that it seemed to be the case.

In the past five years, there has been a great drought in the country of Wuji without warning, as if it has suffered a curse.

"This—this—holy monk, you can't blame me for this! That monk came to ask for fasting, and I kindly gave it to him, but he embarrassed me several times, and you said that I am a king, and gave him fasting, but he was embarrassed several times, can I bear it?"

King Wuji sighed and said, "That's why I sent someone to punish him, and I wasn't actually prepared to take his life, but who knows, when I send someone to find him again, he will be gone." ”

"The donor has always been kind and generous, so the Buddha sent Manjushri to bring you back to the west to prove the Arhat Buddha fruit. That monk is Manjushri, who was originally there to enlighten you to attain the Arhat Buddha Fruit, but who knows, you have hated him, so he has a grudge in his heart!"

It is recorded in "Journey to the West" that Manjushri was drowned in the water and almost lost his life, but thanks to the rescue of the golden body of Liujia, his life was saved.

Tang Mo would never believe this.

Manjushri is a bodhisattva, and with his strength, he can be drowned by a mortal, which is called strange.

Tang Mo said to the King of Black Chicken, "That's right, five years ago when you King Black Chicken had a great drought. ”

"As for the fake black chicken king, it is actually Manjushri's mount, the blue-haired lion spirit. Manjushri sent him to punish you!"

"So that's it! So that's it!"

The King of the Black Rooster said with some excitement, "But how can he be like this?

He was very aggrieved in his heart, thinking that he was a dignified king and kindly arranged a meal for a monk, but that monk was embarrassed in every way and teased him, could he bear it?

What is dotted with him, this is not the attitude of dotting people at all.

"Even if I am wrong, I have done evil, I am punished, why do you want to bring disaster to my black chicken king?"

The King of Wuji said excitedly, "Holy monk, don't you know how many people died in my Wuji country during the great drought in the past five years! What crimes do the people of my Wuji country have! They are innocent!"

"Even if I am at fault and evil to him, it is enough for him to punish me alone! Why should he harm the innocent? Isn't he a bodhisattva of Buddhism? How can he be unreasonable!"

Tang Mo sneered in his heart when he heard his words.

Reasoning with the Heavenly Immortals and Buddhas, you are too naïve.

King Wuji looked at Tang Mo and said, "Holy monk, what should I do now? Could it be that I am destined to be a lonely ghost and a wild ghost? Could it be that the monster will still dominate my wife and children in the future?"

Speaking of this, he was also sad, and he only felt that above his head, there was a green grassland.

At the same time, there is a deep sense of powerlessness.

A bodhisattva arranged it casually, and he made his country suffer from a great drought, and the people were miserable, so that his wife was separated and became a wronged soul.

He's just a mortal, how to fight it.

"Don't worry, don't worry! Tomorrow, the poor monk will go on a journey to seek justice for you. ”

Tang Mo said it lightly, but it shocked King Wuji.

"Holy monk, can you do it? That's Manjushri Bodhisattva, and there is a Buddha standing behind him!"

"Hahaha! It's just with Manjushri! Don't worry, when the poor monk comes forward, even the Bodhisattva will bow down in front of the poor monk. ”

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