Chapter 111: Cremation

The little monk folded his hands, sat cross-legged on the ground, and recited the "Dizo Bodhisattva Sutra" to transcend the souls of the dead.

The handsome pot is behind him, and he is angry for the little monk.

But after a while, Shuai Guo felt that something was wrong, the 'qi' in heaven and earth flowed irregularly, but at this moment, the 'qi' slowly gathered here, flowed into the little monk's body, and operated in the body.

The handsome pot stopped ferrying.

Standing aside and quietly observing, the little monk closed his eyes and chanted the scriptures, unaware of everything around him.

Shuai Guo remembered that the old monk's last words before he died, saying that the world would be in turmoil, and he walked out of the temple to find someone to break the situation.

And that person is the little monk, and he still hopes that Shuai Guo will be his protector.

Shuai Guo thought this was a lie before.

Now, he's kind of convinced.

The scriptures in the mouth of the little monk have changed, and the 'qi' on his body has become stronger and stronger.

The wind, around the little monk, formed a small whirlpool. The little monk is in the middle, like the eye of the wind, without the slightest wind.

Shuai Guo took a few steps back, watched from a distance, and when the little monk finished reciting the scriptures, the 'qi' on the little monk's body slowly disappeared, and the wind stopped.

The little monk opened his eyes, stood up, looked at Shuai Guo again, and said, "Big brother, why are you standing so far?"

Shuai Guo came to his side, looked at the little monk, put his hand on the little monk's shoulder, probed his body, and found that there was a 'qi' flowing in his body, endlessly.

Shuai Guo asked, "Are you okay?"

The little monk said, "Big brother, I'm fine, I feel a lot easier breathing." ”

The face was pale before, but now it is rosy.

The voice is not as weak as before.

Shuai Guo said, "It's okay." "Let go of the doubts in your mind.

The little monk said softly, "Big brother, let them settle in the ground." ”

Shuai Guo snorted.

"Divide into two ways, look for a shovel. ”

Handsome pot, the little monk is looking for tools for digging in the temple of the temple, the temple is not big, but it is not small.

It will take some time to find the storage room where they put their tools.

One left and one right, one by one, and finally in a corner, I found a shovel.

Then they found a flat bottom, and when they were in the graveyard, they began to dig with a shovel and dig a big pit and bury them.

Push up the daisies.

However, on the top of the mountain, except for a thin layer of soil above, there are hard stones below.

"This ......"

When a shovel is dug down, the shovel is about a foot into the earth, and it can no longer be lowered.

The handsome pot runs the internal force on both hands, and with a force, the shovel is broken.

"You can't dig it. ”

"This ground is too hard. ”

Shuai Guo had no choice but to give up, so he could only retreat to the next best thing and find a low-lying place.

In the back mountain, there was a dry pool, and then Shuai Guo moved the bones on the ground to the pool, one, two...... In the end, the handsome pot crawled down tiredly.

On the plateau, strenuous exercise, although there is internal strength to protect the body, but to the body

It's still a big burden.

"It's finally done. "Shuai Guo sat on the ground tiredly.

Shuai Guo thought about a question in his heart, where to get soil for them to bury?

In a stupid way, dig up less than a foot of soil on the ground, but if you dig like this, how long will you dig for what year and month?

Shuai Guo thought about it, if he has no relatives and no reason, why should he be such a bad person, if he dies in the future, no one will necessarily collect the body.

Standing up, Shuai Guo said, "Let's go." ”

The little monk said, "Big brother, you haven't covered the soil yet." ”

Shuai Guo said in his heart, you want to exhaust me. He said in righteous words, "The burial is too wasteland, and they don't want to add a burden to others after death, no, the monks are all compassionate, they don't care about this formalism, and I will cremate them later." ”

Then he dismantled a few doors, used them as firewood, lit a fire, and threw them into the pool.

Fire.

Blazing.

The little monk asked, "Big brother, why did they die?"

Shuai Guo said, "...... Presumably it was the enemy who came to the door. After thinking about it for a while, he added, "On the rivers and lakes, there are many things that I can't explain. Some people kill people for silver, some people kill people for martial arts cheats, and some people see that the other party is unhappy and kill. ”

The little monk was puzzled, "Why kill people, you can't coexist peacefully?"

Shuai Guo sighed.

"You'll understand when you're older. ”

The little monk was puzzled, "Why do you want to be bigger to understand?"

Shuai Guo couldn't answer.

Because he has seen a lot of murder and death, he has never thought about this problem.

He thinks it's normal to kill someone and kill someone.

When the fire was burning, the little monk threw the relics in his hand into the fire.

Revert to one 's origin.

For the life of the old monk, it came to an end.

"Gone. ”

The fire is still burning.

"Look no further, go. Shuai Guo shouted again.

The little monk was reluctant to leave, but as soon as he walked and turned around, he went down the mountain, and walked along the way back, and saw the madman sitting on the ground.

Seeing the handsome pot, the little monk turned around, and the madman stood up and stepped forward, "Why is it so long, it's almost dark." ”

Looking at the direction of the temple again, a thick smoke floated in the air, and said, "Angry?"

"I burned it. "Handsome pot said.

The madman didn't say much, thinking to himself, he wouldn't burn down the temple, this was too ruthless.

After not walking for a while, the little poison rushed over with the insects left on Shuai Guo's body, saw that Shuai Guo's face was not good, and said, "Everything is done?"

Shuai Guo sighed and shook his head.

And he told him about the temple of the temple.

The little poison exclaimed, "Who is so ruthless that he can destroy the temple of the moment." ”

In the temple of Instant, the little poison is still heard of, and the master is like a cloud.

"Demon Gate?"

"In this remote place, apart from the Demon Gate, who still has the strength to destroy the Temple of the Moment. ”

The little monk red-eyed and said, "I want revenge." ”

The old monk, who was his closest person in the world, died and died. I wanted to send his relics back to the temple so that the old monk could have a successful return.

However, the temple was destroyed, and the stupa fell.

That is the sect of the old monk, if the old monk is here, he will definitely protect it.

Now, the old monk is gone, he wants to protect the old monk, and he also wants to mention the old monk to avenge this revenge.

Shuai Guo knocked him on the head and said, "You don't have any martial arts, what can you take revenge." ”

"I'm going to take revenge. ”

Shuai Guo just took him as a joke.

Shuai Guo asked the little poison, did the insects catch up?

"The insect flew so fast that it flew up to the cliff and let it run. ”

The little poison is a little cold, and if it brings an insect trapper, it may be able to catch the insect.

......

Dunhuang

In the past few days, the painter has been either practicing painting or wandering around looking for inspiration.

But each time, before a circle was finished, I fainted.

As soon as the painter went out, the roaring dog followed the painter, and the roaring dog said in his heart, this is his pet, a personal housekeeper, and he has to look for him when he eats and drinks, but he can't lose it.

"When will I be able to paint a psychic, manifest picture. ”

This is the goal of the painter, and he goes in this direction, but the truth is that it is difficult, although looking at the murals of the painting of the saint Wu Daozi allows himself to enter the Tao. But, that's how it stops.

Unless, his 'mind' is stronger.