Clang!

The morning bell rings, the sound of dawn, breaking the sleeping ancient temple. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In Wulong Temple, thousands of monks heard the bell and quickly got up from the bed, and their movements were extremely fast.

Wang San sat up, opened his eyes in a daze, and muttered: "Now I'm the first seat in the dining hall, I don't need to cook, I'll sleep for a while......"

While speaking, Wang San slowly closed his eyes, leaned back, and lay on the bed.

Lying down for less than three breaths, Wang San sat up abruptly and exclaimed: "It's so dangerous, I almost forgot that the first seat needs to go to the meditation hall to chant!"

didn't have time to think about it, Wang San put on his clothes and pants indiscriminately, and hurriedly ran towards the meditation hall.

Although the ghost elder said that a small amount of internal force could be used, Wang San did not use it, and ran to the meditation hall completely by relying on his physical strength.

Because he doesn't know how much this small amount represents, it will take a while to figure out.

When Wang San ran to the meditation hall, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and he couldn't breathe.

After calming down a little, I found that the monks sitting in meditation around me were densely packed.

"Your uncle, do you want to bully me so quickly and be weak?" Wang San said that he was very innocent, he was the first to come to the first hall.

At this time, the voice of the abbot of Yuantong came.

"Little San, come in, morning class is about to start. ”

Wang San let out an "oh", dragged his tired body, walked to the futon at the head of the dining hall, and thought: "Where is this morning class, it is clearly asking for people's lives!"

The futon looks a little old, and there are obvious indentations on it, which is left by the first seat of the Zhaitang in the past dynasties, Wang San doesn't care so much, and sits on it.

As soon as he sat down, the voice of the abbot of Yuantong sounded again.

"Morning class begins!"

With the fall of this voice, the Zen sound of the meditation hall is great, "buzzing ......", like the cry of ten thousand mosquitoes, so spectacular.

Wang San sighed, randomly selected a scripture and read it, and just after reading it for a while, a wave of tiredness hit him, enveloping Wang San's heart.

I slept very late last night, and Wang San's hadn't woken up yet, and the chanting sound in his ears was like a lullaby, which made the sleepiness gradually deepen.

As time passed, Wang San's lips became slower and slower, and at a certain moment, his lips finally stopped moving.

But he fell asleep!

It didn't take long for an incongruous sound to mingle with the Zen sound.

"Purr ......"

"Strange, what kind of scripture is this, and who reads it again? Why is it so like a snoring sound?" Many monks opened their eyes and immediately discovered the source of this sound, and determined that it was a snoring sound, not a chanting sound.

There's no way, who asked Wang San to use the futon as a pillow, don't fall asleep, look at him like this, his face is serene, and he turns his body from time to time, looking quite enjoyable.

This scene shocked people and stretched their necks long, which ...... It's so casual, it's completely like a bed, and you can roll it as you want.

All the monks stopped, and the chanting disappeared, leaving only the sound of snoring.

The snoring sound is even, the pitch is neither high nor low, wave after wave, teasing people's minds.

Many people secretly swallowed their saliva, admiring Wang San's boldness, in their memories, Wulong Temple had never happened like this.

But no matter what you say, Wang San is afraid that this time it will be miserable, at least he will be punished with a cane, or there will be a more cruel punishment.

"Can Xiao San's first seat survive?" said some monks, after yesterday's events, many people's views on Wang San have changed.

However, our Wang San was unaware of these and slept very peacefully, with a smile on the corner of his mouth from time to time, probably dreaming of good things.

The atmosphere has become very eerie!

"Senior abbot, I just said that the junior is not suitable for the position of the first seat in the hall, you look at him, this is only the first day of morning class, and he openly lies in the meditation hall to sleep, which is a blasphemy against my Buddha. ”

The Dao thief took the lead in breaking this situation, and his voice was very loud and clearly fell into the ears of every monk.

Wang San was also awakened by this voice, opened his eyes slightly, and found that something was wrong with the situation, and continued to pretend to sleep.

"Your sister, why did I fall asleep? It's miserable now, the thief will definitely catch on to this matter. Early in the morning, I have to do a morning class, chant some scriptures, hum, it's just a lullaby, otherwise how could I fall asleep......"

At this moment, Wang San's mood is like an ant on a hot pot, which is difficult to describe in words.

"It's a big deal this time, and the first seat is not guaranteed! What should I do?" Wang San's brain was running rapidly, thinking about how to face it.

"Pretending to be crazy and stupid? No, no, no, the first seat is still not guaranteed, so he can't go down the mountain. Ghost upper body? This is not realistic...... "Suddenly, Wang San's eyes lit up, and he said in his heart: "The ghost upper body is not good, then it is better to have a Buddha upper body!"

"If the Buddha's upper body is useless at that time, I'm afraid I can only pretend to be crazy and stupid, and then slowly recover after a while. "After all, Wang San has had the experience of being struck by lightning before, and it is not impossible to say it.

"Yes, that's it!"

Thinking about everything, Wang San put away his snoring and assumed a pose under the gaze of the monks.

That's right, that's exactly what the Ghost Elder has passed on!

Elder Ghost said that this posture was obtained by him from the outside, and these monks of Wulong Temple should not have seen it, but it is useful.

Wang San felt that this posture, combined with the scriptures seen from the ancient Buddha inscription of the Five Dragons Pagoda, should be able to flicker in the past.

"What's wrong with the first seat of the little three? How do you pose like this?" some people looked puzzled.

However, there are still a few people who recognize this pose, isn't this the pose that those girls in Lichun Yuan often pose......?

If Wang San knew that someone in Wulong Temple actually recognized this posture, even if he pretended to be crazy and stupid, he would not choose the Buddha's upper body.

Suddenly, three words came out of Wang San's mouth!

"Nirvana!"

After three words, Wang San fell silent again, put away his posture, got up and sat on the futon.

"Senior brother abbot, junior is this?"

"The old man doesn't know ......"

Yuantong Abbot, before he finished speaking, another voice came out of Wang San's mouth.

"Pinch but not live, come out and live and die, publish Nirvana ......"

"It's ......"

When the abbot, the superintendent of the temple, and the heads of the houses heard this, they stared at each other, and they all saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

They know this phrase!

It is the scripture recorded on the ancient Buddha inscription of the Five Dragons Pagoda.

Xiao San has been to the Five Dragons Pagoda, and they know it, but on the top floor of the Five Dragons Pagoda, they are not allowed to enter without permission, so how does Xiao San know the scriptures on it?

While everyone was thinking, the snoring resumed.

"Purr ......"

However, the snoring became quieter and quieter, and finally disappeared completely, and at this time, Wang San opened his eyes in a daze and rubbed his eyes with his hands.

"Hmm, what are you looking at me?" the voice was lazy, as if he hadn't woken up.

When the monks heard this, they almost vomited blood, and they thought to themselves, "Do we want to see it? It's not that you are sleeping in the meditation hall." ”

The Dao thief snorted coldly and said, "This is the meditation hall!"

"Meditation hall?huh? Could it be that this is a morning class?" Wang San exclaimed, completely looking like he had just knew.

"What do you say?" the thief asked rhetorically, glaring at Wang San angrily.