In the afternoon, the sudden rain stopped.

The hazy mist covered Mount Emei, and the Buddhist temples were looming. After the rain stopped, tourists hiding in the temples sheltered from the rain continued to visit the scenic spots and historical sites under the guidance of the tour guide. They whispered to the strangeness of Mount E just now.

Unlike elsewhere, when it rained heavily before, Dae E Mountain covered the roof, and sometimes it was blood-colored lightning.

In ancient books, the records of such strange phenomena are nothing more than sensational things such as the birth of evil treasures and the death of great demons.

In the room behind the Great Hall, representatives of various major families had just been sent away, and the Taoist sect's abstinence was holding bone porcelain cups, dazed and dazed. A ray of sunlight after the rain shone into the Zen room, and the handsome monk was wearing a white coat, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

If the old monk who looks down on the opposite side is removed, this scene will be truly picturesque.

"Disconfusion is hidden in the heart, and knots are formed for a long time, and it is the knots of the heart." The Buddha's head lowered his head and drank tea with joy.

"Master, you just can't figure it out." said the young monk.

"What's the matter."

"The four elements of monks are empty, without self, without other forms, without sentient beings. If that is the case, why are they driven by people? If everyone uses this, what should monks do?"

"What you mean is that you are not strong in your heart for the teacher. You should fight to the death with the war soul just now and swear not to compromise?"

"How can you compromise with the blood-stained hall?"

The old monk smiled: "The people on the field are victims in your eyes. But the child is a vicious thug in his eyes. What if he saves one person and harms another?"

Abstain from sex and said: "The Buddha has great compassion and is not afraid of cause and effect. The victim in front of him is the victim."

The old monk said again: "Think about it, if the descendants of the Li family are caught in an accident, their unparalleled battle soul will be angry and their blood will flow thousands of miles away. But the master will kill for a moment and stop a big killing, which is not a great merit."

Avoid sex and frown.

The Buddha put down the teacup on his head and smiled: "I am the only one in heaven and earth."

Jue Se suddenly realized: "Master is saying to take the big and give up the small?"

The Buddha's head smiled but said nothing.

The Buddha said that Virgos are troublesome, and obsessive-compulsive disorder is not scary, but it is different for monks with obsessive-compulsive disorder. The Li family’s war soul started a massacre at Lianghua Temple, which is a deep stimulation to patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder who have profound Buddhism.

"She is still in the temple?" asked the Buddha.

"She said she would stay for a few days before leaving and go back to the meditation room to sleep." When talking about the woman's fighting soul, Jae Se looked disgusted.

After drinking the tea, the Buddha's head meditated and realized the truth. He abstained from sex and poured the tea leaves. He wiped the tea water on the table cleanly, arranged the tea cups and teapots neatly, and silently arranged the master's cloth shoes, and glanced at the meditation room, neatly.

Leave with satisfaction.

dusk.

The rain and mist gradually dissipated, and the sunset dyed half of the mountains red. In a quiet Zen room, a girl in hot pants and T-shirt curled up on the bed. Her face turned pale, her lips were bloodless, she frowned slightly, and she was sleeping uneasy.

At this time, she was more like a frightened girl than a fighting soul.

"Oh my God, what did you create, she will only bring disaster."

......

"Monster, she is a monster, not a hero at all. Go to hell, you monster."

......

"The Emperor Fengtian Chengyun, and the imperial edict said: The Li family stole dragon balls and privately refined ban weapons, intending to rebel. According to our Qing Dynasty laws, the nine clans were killed. I respect this."

......

She woke up suddenly, and there was a quiet and simple Zen room in front of her. The birds chirped outside the window, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone among the branches and leaves. The mountain wind blew, and her cheeks were cold. She reached out to touch her in surprise, and it turned out to be two lines of clear tears.

My hometown is unbearable to look back on.

The door of the Zen room knocked twice, and the voice of the little novice monk came from outside: "Donor, it's time to use the vegetarian food."

He hurriedly wiped away the tears and said lightly: "Come in."

She is an unparalleled battle soul and a master at the peak of the extreme Taoism. But you must not see her crying, otherwise you will be silenced.

Grandma looked sideways and turned her head away, not going to see the little novice monk, nor letting him see his eyes that might be red.

The little novice monk put the plate on the table. Grandma sniffed and smelled something was wrong. She turned around and saw a bowl of white rice, a plate of pickled vegetables and tofu, and a plate of boiled vegetables.

Grandma Zu's face was ferocious: "Where are chicken legs? Where are chicken legs?"

The little shaking his head: "What chicken legs?"

Grandma Zu took a deep breath: "Who asked you to deliver the meal?"

Little novice: "Minister Uncle."

Grandma frowned. There was only one uncle in Lianghua Temple, the descendant of the Shidao, and abstained from sex.

"Where is he?"

“Dining in the room.”

Grandma Zu grabbed a handful of rice and went out in a hurry.

He kicked open the Zen room of Jiese. At this time, Jiese was dining in the room. The appearance of the monk in white was particularly pleasing to the eye even when eating.

As a Buddhist, he was not surprised or angry, and said lightly: "What does the donor mean?"

Grandma Zu stood at the door, "Did you deduct the chicken legs?"

The color of the Buddha said lightly: "Where do you get the chicken legs in the pure land of Buddhism?"

Grandma said "Oh" and suddenly sprinkled a handful of white rice into the Zen room.

In the sight of abstinence, the originally clean and tidy ground was suddenly defiled.

He remained motionless and looked at his grandmother with his indifferent and indifferent eyes.

The two sides were in a stalemate for several minutes, and it seemed that Grandma Zu had lost. She snorted coldly and left.

Abstain from sex quietly breathed a sigh of relief, got up quickly, and used the broom behind the door to carefully clean the floor.

Finally clean... Avoid sex and feel relieved.

At this moment, he suddenly looked up and saw the unparalleled war soul that was returning silently.

Grandma Zu sniffed and waved her hand. This time it was rice grains, scattered throughout the room.

Avoid sex and veins on the forehead leaps straight: "..."

Grandma, who was still good at getting a bargain, hummed twice: "I won't be petty with you, a junior."

Instead of going back to the room to have a meal, she walked through the corridor and pushed open the Zen room of Buddha's head casually.

The Buddha sat cross-legged on the bed, brushing his cell phone with relish, without raising his head: "Master Li?"

"Help me contact Wang Laoer, I want to go back to Shanghai." Grandma Zu said straightforwardly. Her phone was wet in the rainstorm and could not be used anymore.

"at this time?"

"immediately."

The Buddha Head was puzzled and asked, "There are some inconvenient receptions in my temple."

Grandma Zu shook her head: "I'm going back. I won't stay by his side, I feel uneasy."

The Buddha's head regretted: "After twenty years of separation, we met for just a few days, and I was quite reluctant to leave."

Grandma Zu: "That's the case, then I'll stay for a few more days."

Buddha Head: "The four elements of monks are empty, but in fact there is no reluctance to give up."

Grandma Zu said "Oh", walked to the bed, glanced at the Buddha's head's cell phone, and pretended to be casual: "Your cell phone is bigger than mine."

Buddha head smiled slightly: "Your one was eliminated last year. I'm a new one, one for 8,000 yuan."

Grandma Zu suddenly realized and looked "thinking about her mistakes": "Can you show me?"

Buddha head handed the phone to Grandma Grandma. Grandma looked around and looked at it. The appearance was elegant and beautiful, and the system was very smooth. Her phone had already stuttered.

"Monkeys are so rich," said Grandma Zu.

"It's all filial to some lay disciples." The Buddha explained: "Mencius is not involved in yellow and white things. This mobile phone is good or bad, it doesn't matter."

"I'll be relieved after hearing what you said." Grandma Zu said, stuffing the new phone with Buddha's head into her fart pocket.

Buddha Head: "????"

"Master Li, what are you doing?" The Buddha had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Mencius is not involved in yellow and white things, you said it yourself."

"It was said by me."

"It doesn't matter whether the phone is good or bad, I'm talking about it myself."

"......It was said by me." The Buddha said in a deep voice: "But what does this have to do with me putting my cell phone into my pocket?"

"Let's go back and find an elderly machine to use it." Grandma Grandma sighed: "It's not easy for my great-grandson to make money. Being an elder, you must understand the hard work of younger generations. Eight thousand oceans are expensive and you can't afford it. Anyway, you can't use it to secretly, so it's better to give it to me."

Buddha Head: "Master Li, please let me back up the data."

Grandma Zu: "If you don't let it go, get out."
To be continued...