When he is calm, he mutters to himself like an autistic person, and when he is crazy, he screams and even screams like he vomits his heart and lungs.

In the ears of those monks, it sounded no less than the sound of demons filling their ears, and the demons roaring wildly, like the sick and suffering souls in hell roaring angrily. The monks who listened to the recitation of the Buddha were fartish and retreated.

The Great Xiangguo Temple is not a vegetarian, it was originally a royal temple of the Great Song Dynasty. There has always been a Buddhist music band, with a number of 400 people in its heyday, and even after the war, there were still 70 members in the band at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. It is the so-called three thousand songs blowing the lantern and five hundred tassels of smoke and clouds.

Although over the years, Song Huizong has admired Taoism and neglected this great Xiangguo Temple. But the foundation of the people is still there, there are more than 100 permanent music monks, and there are monks who specialize in music research in Daxiangguo Temple to teach, and a steady stream of music talents are cultivated for the temple, almost similar to a professional Buddhist music college, so that the Buddhist music of the temple has been passed down endlessly, and the band is full of talents.

At this time, he ran to the street and began to sing Fanbei at the door of Wen Fei's house. The so-called Fanbai is ";" Sanskrit is the abbreviation of the ancient Indian word "Brahma", which means "pure", "silent", and "detached". "Bei" is a transliteration of "Bei", which means "stop and stop" or "praise", which refers to the hymns of the Buddha and Bodhisattvas sung by Buddhists in the form of short verses.

Therefore, those who arise from a pure heart, cultivate the heart and praise the Buddha, sing Buddhist scriptures safely, praise the Dharma with a joyful heart, and praise the merits of the Buddha can be called "Sanskrit", such as "Precept True Incense" and so on.

These professional singing monks began to sing when they stood not far from Wen Fei's house. sang "Pu'an Mantra", but he actually surrendered Wen Fei as a demon.

These monks are professional singers. Many of them are not worse than the professional singers of later generations, and their voices are gorgeous and grandiose, just like Pavarotti singing "My Sun". Shengsheng suppressed the sound of Wen Fei's tweeter.

Wen Fei was only willing to take advantage of it and refused to suffer, so he simply put the tweeter outside the courtyard wall of Daxiangguo Temple, and sang all day and night. I don't believe that the fleshy throats of these monks can be compared with the iron voices.

The two sides fought for three or five days, and at first those monks still had the upper hand, and after a few days, I don't know how many monks' voices were sung hoarsely. Vocal cord injury. And Wen Fei's horn was still tirelessly playing rock, pouring the rolling magic sound into the temple.

Pity so many monks, bombarded by this magic sound all day long, and they can't even sleep well at night. Everyone got up in the morning and saw each other's eyes red and swollen, like rabbits with pink eye.

Pity the palace is too close. The palace of the Northern Song Dynasty is notoriously small, even if you hide in the palace, in the dead of night, you are all transmitted to the palace by the magic sound.

Song Huizong Zhao Ji's artistic accomplishment is naturally extremely high, and he is a little deviant, so he was still interested in this metal rock at first. I think that although this music is indecent, it is quite audible. He used this sentence to shut the mouths of the ministers who complained.

It's just that for three days and three nights in a row, listening to the voice, no one can stand it, and even Zhao Ji has a nervous breakdown. Not to mention the eunuchs and palace maids in the palace who were already unsound or delicate. Even the queen concubine......

Daxiangguoji Temple is the most prosperous and lively place in the whole city of Tokyo, just like the Wangfujing in Běijīng, which is known as a hundred clever and skillful columns, and there is no collection, and the treasures of the four directions are all gathered in the meantime. It is one of the largest trading markets in Tokyo. Daxiangguo Temple, open five times a month, "clever and skillful hundreds of craftsmen and columns, reckless and uncollected; the treasures of the Quartet, all in the meantime", "all business and travel transactions, are all in it, the Quartet to Beijing to sell goods and resell other things, will be because of this". Daxiangguo Temple as the national commodity trade distribution center at that time, its prosperous situation, "Tokyo Menghualu" in the "Xiangguo Temple in the surname trade", specially recorded.

But because of the noisy relationship of this magic sound, it has become a door. You must know that this Daxiangguo Temple is good at management, and the surrounding shops are all theirs, and this five times a month is traded with ten thousand surnames, and I don't know how much money to make for Daxiangguo Temple. But this time, when he arrived at the temple fair, no one dared to come.

For a while, I didn't know how much these monks had lost, but the emperor hid in the palace and plugged his ears into his ears and pretended to be deaf and dumb, and let them fight between Buddhism and Taoism. Those monks were also helpless, embarrassed to ask Wen Fei for mercy, so they could only hold on.

But Cai Jing couldn't stand it, he was already fifty or sixty years old, and the house he lived in was sandwiched between Wenfei's Shangfu Mansion and Daxiangguo Temple. I couldn't help it, so I simply moved out of the family, anyway, with his respect as a prime minister, I wasn't afraid that I wouldn't find a place to live.

Wen Fei also felt that he was a little too much at this time, thinking that it was too much to put all that black gold every day, to be honest, his own head was about to explode. So I thought about it, and suddenly changed the music that was played, and it became an online divine comedy such as "Mice Love Rice", "Can't Hurt", "My Wife Loves You". Pity those monks, even under the bombardment of black gold, they still held out for three days and three nights, hearing these divine comedies, I don't know how many monks vomited and diarrhea, and their faces were unpleasant.

Even Wen Fei himself had goosebumps when he heard it, and Wen Fei was originally fighting with those monks. Chen Niwan and others pretended to be deaf and dumb, and they didn't see it. But Wen Fei let go of these saliva divine comedies for half a year, and even Lin Lingsu couldn't help it: "Senior brother, where did you get these things from? Even a rural villager can't sing this kind of yín tune. ”

Wen Fei agreed in his heart, and he didn't know how those people in the future could sing such things with a fever in their heads. And women and children who can be popular know it, and everyone can sing, which is really strange!

At this time, I saw a powerful monk from the Great Xiangguo Temple come to the door, hung up the war-free card, and came to the door to beg for mercy. This powerful monk has a pale face and red eyes, if people who don't know still think it's a vampire. Fortunately, there are no legends of vampires in ancient China, and no one misunderstands them.

"The temple admits defeat, and will never dare to go against the monk father in the future. Please put away the magic sound!" said the powerful monk with a weak spirit.

Wen Fei laughed dryly twice, and felt that he had done too much during this time. If someone in the future dared to make noise like this in ** Square, I don't know how many times I was arrested...... (To be continued......)