"My hair?"

South Zhanbu Prefecture, North Shenshan area, a place that almost everyone is familiar with, but never know where it is, there is a fairy mountain, everywhere Zen sound, pieces of Buddhism, it is said that in this place, time has been for a long time, the stubborn stone will nod, the cultivator has encountered a demonic obstacle, to here, practice for a period of time, will also naturally be clear of mind, the road of enlightenment, and because this place contains incredible spirituality, it is the origin of Mahayana Buddhism, so the world calls it Lingshan, is one of the top holy places between heaven and earth.

Between the Lingshan Temple, there is an ancient temple, the green pine strange stone, the smoke curls, for thousands of years, quiet and peaceful, even the ape and the birdsong, all seem to be meandering and soft, will not break the tranquility of this place, but adds a bit of the meaning of the mountains and wilderness calmly, of course, this is the past, now in the Lingshan Temple, but suddenly there is a wail like killing a pig, startled a piece of, ruined the peace of the little bit.

"Senior brother, don't worry, senior brother, don't worry, if you want to enter my Lingshan Temple, you naturally have to shave the three thousand troubles......"

A panicked voice kept dissuading it, and it sounded like it was frightened.

"I'm not in a hurry for your uncle, who shaved my hair......"

In a large hall on the mountainside of Lingshan Temple, the statue of Sen Ran Buddha is solemn and sacred, and below, a gray-clothed monk is full of anger, carrying a knife to find someone desperately, saying that it is a monk, but it is not like, there is no incense scar on the round head, and from the skin that appears on the neck and wrists of both hands, it is densely covered with black scriptures, and it looks like a tattoo left on it.

"Eh, senior brother, you just shaved your head, you don't have to kill someone, do you?"

Opposite the gray-robed monk, there was also a little monk in a white robe, who was secretly holding the razor's hand and hiding behind him.

"Why not? Whoever shaves my hair, I'll cut off someone's head. The Buddha doesn't give face when he comes!"

The gray-clothed monk was anxious to turn around, looking at the fierceness of that body, he really wanted to pick up a knife and cut people.

"No wonder Uncle Bai tricked me into shaving my brother's head, I'm miserable......"

The little monk in white secretly complained bitterly, and cursed in his heart that Uncle Bai had deceived him.

"Dead bald donkey, did you shave my head?"

The gray-clothed monk has sharp eyes. At a glance, he saw the hand hidden by the little monk in white, and asked vigilantly.

"No, no, how could it be me, the little monk only knows how to chant scriptures and participate in Zen, and never touches the sword and gun......"

"And what do you have in your hand?"

"Hehehehehehehe

"Show me it!"

"Senior brother, do you want to read the Buddhist scriptures? I'll go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to help you get ......."

"I'll wipe you and show me...... Okay, dead bald donkey, sure enough, you shaved my head, I'll cut you to death......"

"Oh, senior brother, spare my life, I don't dare anymore......"

Two figures, one gray and one white, chased and fought fiercely around this 10,000-year-old ancient temple. The handsome and holy little monk screamed as miserable as killing a pig, and it took half an hour to chase and kill it, and the little monk didn't lose his head, but the two black eye circles on his handsome little face were extremely funny, accompanied by caution, and the gray-clothed monk who was lying on the incense case with a flattering face, laughing all over his face.

"Senior brother, have you lost your anger? I still have something to say to you......"

"Kill your uncle. My wine gourd, let's have some wine to moisten my throat......"

"We are here in a monastery, and there is no ...... for wine"

“......”

"Senior brother, what do you think I'm doing?"

"I'm just looking at you and it's a little unpleasant......"

“...... Then I'll wait for you, senior brother, to dissipate your anger......"

“...... Then you have a fart or let it go!"

"Uh...... Senior brother, you speak so vulgarly......"

The two monks, one gray and one white, don't know how long it has been. It was considered to have stopped, the little monk in white was good-tempered, and finally after getting the permission of the gray-clothed monk, he smiled and said: "Senior brother, you have been asleep for a month, and Uncle Bai calculated that you will wake up today, so let me come and see you." I also saw another piece of hair grow on your head, so I shaved it for you......"

"I ...... I want to cut people again......"

The gray-clothed monk couldn't hold it anymore for a while, and scolded angrily.

This gray-clothed monk is naturally Fang Xing, who has been asleep for a month, and now he can wake up. At the beginning, I was very excited, I only felt that the strength of a body was amazing, and the feeling of a long-lost body of cultivation was back, and I had played a small life before, and the serious injury that fell in a big battle with Huangfu Jingduan was also miraculously repaired at this time, and the physical condition felt like it was better than ten years ago, but before I had time to get excited, I saw a smooth head from the bronze mirror in the Buddhist hall, and I was directly scared of myself......

I am a dignified and beautiful person...... How did you become a bald donkey?

As a little bandit who stinks and looks beautiful from time to time, looks at the bronze mirror and poses for a little bandit, his hair has been shaved fine, and he has been replaced with an ugly and rustic gray monk's robe, and there is a little monk in white in front of him who looks like a rabbit to form a strong contrast, this is simply too deceitful, the little bandit was almost angry and cried, can you not kill people?

"If there's a fart, let it go, and then get out of front of me, my eleventh uncle?"

He pointed at the little monk twice angrily, but he had nothing to do with this good-natured guy, so he could only bluff angrily.

"Uncle Eleven, oh, you mean Uncle Bai, his old man has left Lingshan ten days ago and went to Shenzhou, I don't know what to do, he only left his life with me, said let me take care of you, and said that you would wake up in ten days, but you really woke up, my task is about to be completed, after helping Senior Brother you shave, you can go out of the mountain to play......"

"Uncle Eleven is gone?"

Fang Xing was slightly stunned when he heard this, and just wanted to continue asking, when he suddenly realized a question again: "Shaving?

The little monk smiled: "Of course, you are a monk with me!" It stands to reason that senior brother, you have just entered Lingshan Temple, and the seniors should be lined up from the bottom, but the first one said, senior brother, you have a Buddha fate, so you don't rank according to the ordinary generation, counting you and I are in the same generation, as long as you receive the robe and order the ring scar, we are all monks of the Lingshan Temple god generation, but the junior brother of the wine and meat elder ......."

"I'll go to your uncle's, the ghost wants to be a monk......"

The little monk in white said happily, but Fang Xing's face became more and more ugly, and finally broke out directly, holding a knife and chopping at the little monk in white, fortunately, the little monk did not react slowly, and he lowered his body with a "whoosh", this hair could be wiped against his scalp, and his little face, which was already as white as jade porcelain, was even more white and almost transparent, and tears oozed from the corners of his eyes, and he was stunned.

"Senior brother, spare your life......"

"Do you dare to mention anything to me about shaving?"

"Senior brother, you really need to shave......"

"Fuck, I want to kill you when you shave my hair, and I can't spare you this time......"

"But senior brother...... You...... You're going to die if you don't shave......"

Where did the little monk in white ever encounter a bandit like Fang Xing, and he was so frightened that he stammered.

"Will you die?"

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, put away his knife, and waved at the little monk: "You come over and talk to me about ......"

When it comes to his own life, he doesn't dare to be careless, and after all, he has a strong soul and is extremely sensitive to some hidden dangers of himself, although he has not recovered his cultivation for a long time, and has not yet reached the peak of spiritual agility, but he also faintly feels that under his current extremely strong physical condition, there seems to be some hidden danger that makes him a little frightened, but he can't tell it clearly.

When the little monk saw him ask, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down, and explained with concern: "Oh, senior brother, you don't know wow, when Uncle Bai brought you back, it was like a rag bag, the meridians of the body were broken inch by inch, and the body was also bitten in an inhuman shape, with a large area of scars and blood stains on the body, a large piece of red paste, and the source of the Dao was depleted, it was more like a dead person than a dead person, a rag is better than you, little monk, I took a look at you, that distressed yo, I can't eat for three days......"

Fang Xing gritted his teeth and lifted the knife: "...... Get down to business......"

The little monk shrank his head in fright, and hurriedly said with a smiling face: " You really couldn't live, but Uncle Bai used the greatest foundation of the Huangfu family's elixir to break into your body, you can live now, it is by relying on the vitality that the Dan exudes from time to time, in short, every breath you live now, it is Uncle Bai borrowed for you, and later, the first of our Lingshan Temple used one hundred single eight Arhat array, reciting the true scripture to seal your 123,600 knots Zhou Tian, this can be regarded as suppressing the elixir in your body, but the first seat also said, this is only temporary, the true scripture seal will weaken with time, if you can't practice the Great Day Rulai True Sutra before the seal disappears, and comprehend the true meaning of freedom in the scriptures, If you completely refine this elixir into your own Dao foundation, when the sealing power is not enough to suppress the elixir, this pill will break and escape, and then you will disappear......"

Fang Xing listened carefully, but he didn't doubt that the little monk was telling the truth, but after being stunned for a while, he couldn't help but say: "Then hurry up and refine this elixir, why do you have to be a monk, I still have a daughter-in-law who hasn't married......"

The little monk's face became solemn, and he said in a low voice: "Senior brother, this is really no way, if you want to comprehend the true meaning of silence, you have to understand our Lingshan Temple's Zhensi Treasure Sutra is as big as coming from the Sutra, but after the battle to destroy the Buddha, Lingshan Temple has been strictly trained, do not enter my Buddhism, never easily pass on the scriptures, the first one has already said, if you are not willing to be my Buddha Lingshan Buddha, you must not pass on the scriptures to your ......"

"This ......"

Fang Xing panicked when he heard this: "I really have to be a monk together, what difference does it make if I don't recover my cultivation......" (To be continued.) )

PS: Amitabha, the female benefactor stays, and the little monk asks for a ticket......