Chapter 111: No Zen

As the sun approached, the wind was raging outside, the sandstorm was raging, and countless sand and gravel slapped against the wooden attic, making a crackling sound, lying on the bed, feeling the shaking of the wooden house, and the timid people could not say that they would be afraid that this inn would also be swept into the sky by the wind, and they would have suffered an unwarranted disaster. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Outside, like a giant beast swallowing clouds and spitting mist, raging incessantly, but inside the inn was quiet, except for the sound of sand and gravel lapping on the planks, there was no reappearance of the noisy scene in the evening.

Zhu Chenhuan lived in the easternmost room on the second floor of the inn, and the opposite door was where the three monks lived, and the third room east of the staircase was the room where the proprietress knocked on the door.

At this time, in the room opposite him, three monks were meditating on the ground, holding Buddhist beads in their palms and reciting the Diamond Sutra silently in their mouths. The three were an old man and a young man, the old man looked to be about fifty years old, with a hint of compassion on his face, while the other two young monks were only twenty-three or four years old, one of them had eyebrows like a sword, the sword pointed to the sky, and the other had a smile on the corner of his mouth, even when he chanted the scriptures, the corners of his mouth could not stop turning up, as if he was born with an open-minded person, and nothing could bother him.

At this time, the three of them recited the "Diamond Sutra" together, there was a hidden Buddha light behind it, the old monk's face became more and more compassionate, and the sword eyebrow monk climbed again and again with the momentum of the whole body, the whole person did not look like a Buddhist person seeking to be quiet and inactive, but like a sharp sword immortal, and the monk with a smile on the corner of his mouth was inadvertently laughing, just like the Maitreya Buddha on the West Tianling Mountain, there is nothing ridiculous in the world.

The laughing monk interrupted the chanting, and the old monk just shook his head helplessly, he put away the Buddhist beads, looked at the monk who couldn't stop laughing, and said, "Zhijue, it's a little early to laugh today." ”

Zhijue, who had been laughing, finally stopped smiling, hurriedly put his hands together, and said: "Uncle, I really don't complain that Zhijue doesn't respect my Buddha, but this "Diamond Sutra" is too interesting to read. ”

"I can't bear it, I beat you once and you can bear it. On the other side, the monk with an imposing sword spoke.

"Hey, Zhijian, don't think that you can beat me and bully me casually, believe it or not that I let you not get this sword?"

Zhijian, a disciple who was trained as the head of the next precept institute in the Wuzen Temple, did not like blunt weapons such as the Buddha Demon Pestle from the beginning of his entry into the temple, his name with a sword, and he was more like a sharp sword, and he treated people without the gentleness of the Buddha, and he spoke into a sword, and acted more than a sword, and he could be called a hedgehog in the Wuzen Temple, and other monks either did not like his character, or they were afraid of his strength.

Only the Zhijue who laughs all day long, even if he reads this boring Buddhist scripture and has a stomachache, is not afraid of him, and he always likes to come up without skin and face, and he speaks to squeeze Zhijian, and he is cleaned up by Zhijian, and he doesn't care at all, and even after being beaten all over his body, he will laugh non-stop, almost making other people in the temple think that Zhijue's brain was broken by Zhijian.

Zhijian heard Zhijue's threatening words, but he just snorted coldly, but did not refute Zhijue's words again, as Zhijue said, if you want to get a weapon in your hand on this trip, you still need Zhijue's strength.

Huitong, an old monk who had no quarrel with the world in the Wuzen Temple, saw the two teachers and nephews arguing, and he just smiled and said silently, he folded his hands and whispered Amitabha.

There is a Yuncang Mountain in Fengyun State, there are three Buddhas on Yuncang Mountain, the Taoist Court occupies the top of the mountain, and the three Buddhas are at the foot of the mountain, the mountainside and the top of the mountain in order.

The view of the top of the mountain is the view of wind and clouds, the temple on the top of the mountain is a Buddhist temple, the name of the mountainside temple is the ascetic temple, and the name of the temple at the foot of the mountain is more weird, the world cultivates thousands of kinds of meditation, I have no Zen to the Buddha. The temple at the foot of the mountain is a non-Zen temple.

The three Buddhas together have a transcendent status in the country, monks and Taoist priests have a dispute between heaven and earth, but in the country of Fengyun not only built with the same mountain, and even served as a protector in the same dynasty, as long as the monk is far away, everyone must avoid, which is higher than the status of monks in Shiyu country.

Zi Shibang's voice sounded, and the three enlightened monks from Wuzen Monastery and the other three rooms opened their eyes at the same time.

In the third room to the east of the staircase, a simple man in plain clothes like an ordinary person sat cross-legged on the bed, and on his knee was a closed sheath ancient sword.

The honest and strong man's body trembled, his eyes opened suddenly, only to see that his eyes had no pupils, his whole body was red, the moment his hands touched the scabbard, the whole person's momentum increased, a black hair fluttered without wind, his eyes scattered a terrifying red light, and the corners of his mouth grinned, and there was an indescribable terrifying aura.

"Blood! I want blood!"

The sword-wielding man said a vague sentence in his mouth, and before he could make a move, he saw that his door was suddenly kicked open, and more than a dozen bandits stood in front of the door with swords and swords.

The leader of the bandit has a poisonous snake wrapped around his waist, the poisonous snake spits letters, his eyes are upside down, and his pupils are like yellow sand in the outside world, which makes people feel cold at a glance.

He carried a huge scimitar, with a cruel smile on his face, and said: "Bullshit famous sword auction, in this yellow sand desert, Lao Tzu is the sky, Lao Tzu is the king, and everything belongs to Lao Tzu! Hand over your sword, maybe it will save your life, if you don't know what to do, I will let you go to the Yellow Spring today. ”

The man with red eyes turned a deaf ear to the more than ten bandits in front of him, the scabbard in his hand vibrated more and more violently, and the blood vessels on his face also swelled, only to see him get out of bed, move towards the bandits step by step, and still said vaguely in his mouth: "Blood, give me blood, fresh blood!"

Seeing that this man didn't know what to do, the bandit leader turned a blind eye to his words, and his face couldn't help showing anger, only to see him pick up a big knife, point at the man who kept walking towards him, and said in a cruel voice: "Toast and don't eat and punish wine, look for death-"

Before the words fell, I only felt a flash of light in front of me, and before I had time to see what it was, a head with a cruel smile on its face rose to the sky, dripping and rolling to the feet of the man, the man held a sheathed yellow ancient sword, did not look down to look at the head, just stepped on it, and the head instantly turned into flesh.

The ancient sword in his hand stabbed out again, stabbing the bandit leader's heart, and the rest of the bandits only heard a few sounds like drinking water, and the originally burly bandit leader instantly turned into skin and bones, and the vertical eye viper was only a piece of skin, not even a drop of blood flowed out.

The strong man's face showed a look of intoxication, he grinned again, and said, "It's delicious!"

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