On the third day of the trip to the Boshan Chaotic Cloud Pavilion, Zhu Bao and his entourage passed through a small city, named Jiu Shao. This place is the gateway to the capital of the Elephant Country, and if Zhu Bao and others want to go to Boshan, they have to pass through here.

The four of them galloped for a long time, and they did not rest at night. Now at noon, they all feel tired and embarrassed, so they chose a restaurant in Jiushao City, stopped for a while, and just took in some water and rice to comfort the five internal organs temple.

Entering the house, everyone saw a monk, not very old, wearing the most ordinary dim yellow robe, with a straight back, two elbows on the table, respectfully holding the bowl and chopsticks, and eating porridge.

In this way, it was not unusual, but the incense scar on the head of the little monk was different. The monks of the Three Kingdoms, only those who have fallen in the territory of the Vertical Elephant need to point the precept scar, as a sign that the monks of the Buddha Kingdom distinguish the monks of Wulu Juyan, and it is also to show the sincerity of the Vertical Elephant monks to support the Buddhas. This, but to inform the monk of the place of origin, there is no need to say much, but the top of the little monk's head, look closely, there are sixteen scars, the four more, are light gray-brown, and it goes without saying that the arrangement is not regular, even the size and shape, is also different.

Zhu Shu and Xu Liuliu looked at each other, didn't say much, and slowly took a seat; Song Yougu, his cheek leaned into the middle of the table, and said in a low voice: "The little master on the table next to him, the ring scar is really interesting, isn't it a few points, but it is brought by beating the mother's womb?" Before the words fell, I saw the little monk's cheeks raised slightly, and slowly put aside the dishes and chopsticks in his hand.

At this moment, Zhu Baofang saw the monk's description, stunned for a moment, his eyelids opened slightly, and he looked at it for a moment, and then slowly lowered his eyebrows;

"Brother Zhu, you are ...... What's in it...... Fetish?"

Xu Liuliu listened, the tip of his nose twitched, and he raised his eyebrows and said: "Here, it's almost a long time, you don't have to talk too much, lose your sense of proportion, and commit a taboo!"

Seeing this, he immediately sidestepped his cheeks, looked at Xu Liuliu and Song Yougu one after another, blinked his eyebrows twice, and said to Zhu in a crisp voice: "Brother Zhu, what 'what kind of fetish'?"

Zhu was slightly stunned, and slapped Song Yougu Fei with an eye knife, and waited less, Fang Chao smiled embarrassedly when he heard the battle, "Nothing." Song Gongzi is talking about my preferred food. ”

Song Yougu still didn't relent, and chuckled in a deep voice, "How can I get it?" Brother Zhu knows that monk?"

Zhu Zang smiled bitterly and shook his eyebrows, and answered slowly, "But I think that little master has a good face, and there is a little similarity with the same old man, but after taking a closer look, I don't feel it." ”

"In this world, there are as many people as the sand of the Ganges, and there are always a few similar ones, which is not unusual. Song Yougu snorted lightly, and this side lowered his eyebrows.

A few people were talking and eating, and saw several customers in the store coming forward, some of them brought the newly bought vegetables, some of them took three or five peach branches, or alone, or in groups of twos and twos, and sent them to the little monk's table before and after.

The little monk did not feel any difference, every time someone gave it, he would get up, clasp his palms together, and recite "Amitabha Buddha" in Hongyin, and then lead the believer to the table, and he was respectful, and recited the ten small mantras one by one in a deep voice, thinking that he would be grateful.

"The vertical elephant really does not deserve the title of the Buddha country. Everyone worships Buddha, everyone respects Buddha, admirable and lamentable. ”

When Song Yougu heard Xu Liuliu's words, he couldn't help but chuckle, leaned his neck over, covered his mouth and whispered, "Miss Xu, don't say that I am blasphemous." If you take a closer look at the expressions of those believers, I'm afraid that this is not just about giving merit. After finishing speaking, Song Yougu raised his palm and rubbed his chin lightly, his face was quite complacent, "This kind of benefit, this son is not unreceiving, if here and now, this son is also sitting alone in the hall, there are still some good women who come to take care of it." ”

"There are many vertical elephant Buddhist temples, although the people are pious, but it is not without the situation that the monks have no food to eat, or the monks have nowhere to stay. Hearing the battle, it seemed that he didn't hear what Song Yougu said, and he didn't pay attention to him, and when he looked at the little monk for a long time, he finally continued: "Could it be that everyone sees that little master is good-looking?"

As soon as these words fell, Song Yougu and Xu Liuliu looked at each other, and they actually ate and laughed at the same time. The three of them looked back for a moment, saw that Zhu Meng had already left his seat, held a pot of tea, and went straight to the little monk's table.

"Little master, chant for a long time, and drink some tea. ”

When the little monk saw Zhu Shu approaching, he raised his hand and said, "Thank you, donor." The little monk recited an auspicious mantra for the donor 18 times, wishing that the disaster would be eliminated and auspicious would come. ”

Zhu covered his voice, waved his hand slightly, and said slowly: "It's not necessary. ”

"If the donor has anything to do, he will do it. The little monk promised one hundred and eighteen times, and he had to do it. The donor does not have to be in the way, this is the heart of the little monk. ”

Zhu saw that the monk finished speaking, and he was already slowly closing his eyes, twisting the beads and reciting.

I wish to cover my heart and find it interesting, so I took the opposite seat, looked at it with a smile, and couldn't take my eyes off it. Without dissipating the tea effort, Song Yougu and the other three people also came up, and the four of them were eight eyes, and then they all gathered on the monk.

"This little master was born with red lips and white teeth. A moment later, Wen Renzhan put his palm on his cheeks, looked at the monk carefully, and praised softly.

Song Yougu was unhappy, pouting, "Don't blaspheme." ”

Zhu Shu and Xu Liuliu all sneered lightly, but did not speak. On the contrary, the monk slowly opened his eyelids, looked around at the four people at the table, and responded softly: "This little benefactor is not lying, his heart and mouth are one, and there is nothing wrong with it." Although the little monk's skin is empty, it is really good. ”

When he heard this, he smiled coquettishly, and leaned together for a while, but he looked at the monk's scalp fixedly.

"Little master, how can you get this ring scar, which is different from the master next to you? My father said that the ring scar will burn at most twelve, why do you have to have four more?"

The little monk smiled lightly when he heard this, and first raised his hand and said, "Amitabha." After that, he lifted it with one palm, stroked the top of his head, and rubbed it in a circle.

The abbot said that it was the beginning when the master of the ring was greedy for a cup, and he actually hammered a burning wooden fish on it, and the strength was different, and there were several more ring scars of different sizes and shapes. ”

"Being beaten by a wooden fish hammer with fire, that feeling is completely different from the scar of burning incense after receiving the ordination, right?" Song Yougu turned his eyes shallowly, and immediately responded, "How can the little master not check?"

The abbot said that when the masters and brothers arrived, they saw that the little monk closed his eyes, and his ten fingers were tightly clasped on his thighs, and he was already piercing blood, but his upper body was motionless and did not say a word. ”

"The heart of the little master to serve the Buddha is admired in the next good life. ”

The monk looked sideways at Xu Liuliu, pursed his lips and thanked him.

Wen Renzhan heard the origin of the strange incense scar, but he couldn't stop laughing, "As a master of releasing precepts, he is still greedy for a cup like this, what kind of monk is this, and what kind of discipline can he abide by?"

When the little monk heard the voice, he immediately got up and said, "Amitabha." The little benefactor, the realm of the master of the ring is profound, and he is already extraordinary, and he can't be pushed by ordinary feelings. ”

Seeing this, Zhu Bao also got up, glanced at the people who heard the battle, and respectfully waved at the monk, and said lightly: "Dare to ask where the little master is from and where he is going?"

The little monk returned the salute and responded: "Come from the Linghe Temple at the southern end of the vertical elephant and go to the Baoxiang Temple." ”

"Baoxiang Temple?is the temple where Master Yuwu is the abbot?" Zhu asked lightly, "That's right, that Baoxiang Temple is the most admired by the people who worship Buddha all day." ”

"Exactly. The abbot said that there are at least dozens of visiting monks in Baoxiang Temple every day, not only from other temples in the Vertical Elephant, but also some precept brothers, from Wulu or Juyan. ”

Song Yougu sighed twice, and arched his hand: "The little master has been walking all the way and walking so far?"

"That's how it should be. However, on the way, I happened to meet believers and invited the little monk to ride in the carriage together, so I didn't consume too much Chenguang. ”

"Since the little master is going to go to the Tan, it just happens to be on the way with us. Hearing this, he smiled and said crisply: "Why don't you set off with us?" We have horses, and we can save a lot of effort from the little master. ”

"In this way, then there is labor. ”

"I'm afraid it's the auspicious mantra to eliminate disasters, you have to recite it ten thousand times. Song Yougu tilted his cheeks and muttered in a low voice.

"By the way, I don't know the name of the little master. Zhu said slowly.

"Little monk, with the bracket. ”