Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

The **** crowed five more days.

The Xu family got up early.

Pushing open the door, the four fields are silent. The dilapidated thatched hut collapsed in the cold dew, and the door was empty inside and outside, like most people in Yuzhou, the family was embarrassed, and there was no yellow dog.

Following the habits of the past, the Xu family picked up the **** and the back basket, but there was a beating behind him:

"You mother-in-law, are you confused?"

With such a reminder, Xu patted his forehead, a rare smile appeared on his dull face.

Yes, it's different now.

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The two husbands and wives were not from Yuzhou. It was just because Li Hu made trouble in the past few years. The family moved to Yuzhou to escape the military disaster. The robbers, robbers, ghosts and hunters along the way made all of them. The tenants of the great monk.

But the "Buddha Field" of the great monk was not easy to grow. The couple tried their best to farm and couldn't support the family of three. Seeing that the young son was so hungry at night, the couple sent the only son up the mountain. go.

After entering the empty gate, there is no more connection with the world, and the young son on the mountain has naturally cut off the message. I could only hear a few words, saying that I had good luck, and I was regarded as a disciple by a certain great monk, and took a dharma title called "Original Wish".

The Xu family thought that they would never see their son again in this life. Until yesterday, news came from the temple that their son had achieved success in studying Buddhism and attained the Buddhahood in the flesh.

At today's uncovered conference, give a lecture on the altar.

This is a great thing for the glorious lintel!

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The smile on Xu's face was a little stiff, maybe he was laughing at things like that, since he was a child, he has been strange.

She happily put down the farm tools in her hands, turned her head to boil hot water, turned out the saponins, which were not used several times a year, and cleaned up with her husband.

When it was over, I took out another package, and opened it up with two patched clothes, took off the rags, and put on the clothes carefully. This was borrowed by the housekeeper, and I can't afford to pay for it if it is broken.

After some reorganization, it seemed to be a bit rich. The couple looked at each other, one opened the door of the house, and the other went to the corner to dig out a cloth bag, took out a few coppers, and buried most of the empty cloth bag. After carefully putting the copper away, the couple breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other, and went out with a smile.

At this moment, the sky is faintly light, and the Thousand Buddha Temple in the distance is built on a winding mountain. The golden roof of colored glaze and the whitewashed wall are glowing with golden light in the morning sun.

It is magnificent, just like the palace of the emperor in the world, and like the residence of the gods outside Huawai.

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"Master, is this Dharma?"

The little monk was full of doubts, and he, who had been accustomed to cultivating hard in the mountains, was completely puzzled by everything in front of him. He turned his head and asked the old monk who was wearing quilted clothes beside him.

At this time, the atmosphere of the Fa conference is flourishing.

The congregants from all over the square crowded the square, and a gorgeous high platform stood in front of it, surrounded by ribbons and pennants, and the eminent monks stepped up and down like lanterns.

In the audience, a fat monk was walking through the crowd holding the merit box.

The little monk's words happened to be heard by the Xu family nearby, and they immediately changed color.

"What did the little master say? How can this be born without Buddhism?"

The questioning voice was not small, and the followers around him turned around and glared at him.

The old monk hurriedly folded his hands and bowed to the surroundings to apologize:

"The old monk and apprentice came to your place for the first time, and I haven't seen such a scene. I would like to ask all the donors, Haihan."

At this time, the fat monk patrolled here shyly, without saying a word, just swayed the merit box in front of the person.

The Xu family did not care about the dispute, and carefully took out a copper coin from his arms and put it into the box. This is not his stingy, but there are still nine days left in the Fa conference. I have all cast out today. What will I cast in the future?

The fat monk snorted and placed the box in front of the old monk again.

The old monk said "Amitabha Buddha" with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but he didn't have any money.

The fat monk made a disdainful expression on his greasy face, turned his head and went to find the next benefactor.

at this time.

There was a burst of cheers in the field.

"The Living Buddha is out!"

It was originally the finale of the Fa conference. This year's living Buddhas are going to show on stage... and give lectures.

There was only a sound of a gong, and the monks with big arms and round waists carried the lotus seat and filed out from behind the curtain on the stage.

Sitting on the lotus platform, the living Buddhas smile with flowers. Although they can't open their mouths, they have their own exquisite Dharma speeches.

It's really not "magical".

"this……"

The doubts on the little monk's face grew deeper, but he was suddenly dragged by the couple beside him.

"Little monk, look, the second one on the left is my son!"

Seeing the excitement on the faces of the two couples, the little monk just wanted to say something, but was stopped by the old monk beside him.

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It will be dusk.

Today's Fa conference also ushered in the final climax.

As the living Buddhas sang together on the stage, countless white lotus petals suddenly dropped in the field.

The believers were so shocked that they squatted on the ground, shouting "I, the Buddha, show the holy," "Bodhisattva, bless," or whispered some messy wishes.

Only the little monk shrank his mouth.

"Fantasy...Ouch."

But the old monk knocked him on the skull, shook his head and said, "Say carefully."

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The puja is over.

The monks brought the lotus platform back to the back of the scene, and then turned all the way into a side room.

The presiding monk of the Thousand Buddhas Temple has been waiting for a long time. He waved his hand to make the monks retreat, and immediately he couldn't wait to ask:

"how?"

In the first seat of the monk, a monk with bulging muscles squeezed the face of a "living Buddha" and took out the topaz from his mouth.

Suddenly, the compassionate Buddha turned into a hideous zombie.

The zombie had just shown its original shape, before turning out the wind and waves, he was strangled by the throat. The little chicken seemed to look over and over again, and finally put the topaz back in his mouth and shook his head.

"The corpse is still deep."

"How does it compare to previous years?"

"The degree of refining is much worse."

"Within ten days, can this body be turned into a golden body?"

"I'm afraid that it won't happen." The first seated pondered for a moment, "If it is with the help of the Demon Cavern..."

"The Demon Cavern has been used too often these years..."

The host shook his head, then replied:

"After all, the faith is still weak. The number of people attending the puja has not decreased, but the number of people who worship the Buddha is much less, and the roots are still in the temple."

The host was silent for a while.

"Let's go ahead and order, the tenant's rent will be reduced by half in the future. On weekdays, the monks should also be restrained, not to go down the mountain frequently to disturb the people."

As he said, he raised his eyes to look at the first seat, and made a point.

"Especially the monks in your courtyard."

Only Nono said it was the first one.

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"Old bald donkey!"

After leaving the door, the first seat immediately cast a shadow on his face.

After the curse, the two monks passing by were caught, and the head was just bluffing.

"Have you found the zombie after running away?"

"What? No trace?"

"Find me quickly! If this confession causes any trouble, be careful of your skins!"

After venting it, he naturally improved his mood a lot. He cursed a few more words and walked away swaying the crab.

"Old bald donkey."

The two looked at the direction where the first seat was leaving and gave a savage sip. These two were the monks who neglected their duties that day and got rid of the zombies.

You are indignant after you finish scolding.

"This old bastard, when he received the money that day, he didn't say so."

The other was worried.

"Then there is no clue as to where the zombie is going, how do we find it?"

"Look for something? The Buddha's light is everywhere in our temple, so the ghosts would have long been unable to bear to run away."

"But what if he didn't run, but just hid?"

"The zombie is just a fool without wit, where would you know to avoid?"

"What if..." The monk hesitated for a while, "Is he wise?"

Are zombies smart?

Doesn't it mean that there is a monster who is bloodthirsty and powerful, but also very familiar with the temple, and extremely hates it, hiding in the dark all the time, peeping at all the living things in the temple?

As soon as these words came out, the two men looked at each other and shivered.

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At the end of the puja, the believers dispersed one after another, but only a few pious stays to help the novices clean up the scene, and the Xu family was among them.

After this is done, the sunset is over.

With the edge of the sky, the couple took a shortcut and went down the mountain.

At this time, there was no one on the trail. In the twilight sihe, when only two people crossed the trail, the rustle of the thatch on the side of the road sounded.

Passing around a small piece of wood, the couple suddenly saw a familiar figure standing on the road ahead.

Wearing a cassock and a Dharma hat, isn't this the costume of the living Buddha at today's Dharma conference?

Isn't this bumping into Buddha's fate?

The couple glanced at each other, and saw joy and anxiety, and some expectations from each other's faces. It was Niuer... No, was it the original wish?

The couple stepped up respectfully and whispered:

"Master."

The world was gloomy, the four wild winds rustled, and the Living Buddha's shoulder moved slightly.

The two couples stepped forward again.

"Living Buddha."

This time, the Buddha turned his head when he heard the words and opened his fangs.

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The two corpses were already chilled.

The large patches of blood dripping on the ground dried up to brown.

After a night of jumping around, the officer and army had already left the camp, leaving behind two black-robed men with corpses in the wilderness.

The young man with the appearance of Lord Zhumen stood beside him silently. This person is handsome, holding a folding fan made of ivory, and a blooming white lotus embroidered on his blue shirt.

Around him, surrounded by fierce warriors and evil warlocks, among them was an officer and soldier sitting on his knees, and the old man with goat's whiskers was asking in a low voice.

After a while, the old man nodded and waved his hand, the officer and soldier raised his hand to grab his head, and a little bit twisted his face to his back in a sullen "crack" sound.

"Who killed the Wu family brothers?"

The young man's voice was low.

"Give it to the left envoy." The old man returned close respectfully: "It is Yan Xinglie and a Taoist priest with short hair. The saint also fell into their hands."

Zuo Zhi's face was indifferent, but the fan bones in his hand were crunching.

Upon seeing this, the old man continued: "The left envoy is not in a hurry. There is news from Nei Ying. This town Fusi has made up his mind to imprison the saint in the demon cave of the Thousand Buddha Temple."

As he said, the old man chuckled.

"We just need to place people in Yuzhou and cast a net, and wait for Yan Xinglie to hit the door by himself."

"Thousand Buddha Temple? Cast the net?" Zuo Shi smiled coldly when he heard it.

After that, he waved the folding fan in his hand, and the corpse on the ground immediately ignited a green flame, and the flesh and blood in the flame quickly disappeared.

He turned his head to look at the eastern sky, which was the direction of Yuzhou. The pulsating green firelight seemed to put a gloomy mask on his face.

"If the order is passed down, all the roads leading to Yuzhou will have people's eyes and ears scattered. Once you find that Yan Xinglie, you will take back the saint at any cost!"

"Here!"