I Can’t Be The Sword God

2020-12-07

Chapter 232 The Old Monk and Little Monk

The night is dark and terrifying.

Among the withered trees, there are lonely souls wandering. The north wind roared, sweeping the top layer of snow, rolling over the ground like thin sand.

From a distance, in the vast snow and wind, there is only one lantern.

That’s an Inn.

The moon was high in the sky, and two silhouettes, one big and one small, appeared on the rugged mountain road in front of the Inn.

These are two monks.

An old monk, looking shriveled and bony, dressed in a thick cotton robe, felt that the clothes were so heavy that he would fall over. A few strands of white beard under his chin, as if they were about to fall off by the wind.

Next to him is a Little Monk, who looks seven or eight years old, also wearing a thick cotton coat, dressed like a ball, red lips, white teeth, indescribably delicious and pretty cute. He was red light across the whole face, and he couldn’t see the cold look.

The two monks, one old and one young, came to the door of the Inn and slammed the door.

Tuk tuk tuk.

“Who is it?”

An enchanting answer to the door, a woman in a red turban poked her eyes out.

The old monk said: “The shop owner, our master and disciple are walking monks passing by. If you want to stay overnight, by the way… make some fast food.”

The woman glared. , raised his eyebrows: “There are not many serious businesses at the end of the day, but you monks who have no money come here to have fun, no no, go elsewhere!”

“Eh.” The old monk grabbed it. From the crack of the door, he begged: “You look at the barren mountains and wild mountains, and there are several dozen li in the radius. It is estimated that you are the same shop. Even if you don’t give food, let us spend the night in the woodshed.”

The rays of light flickered in the woman’s eyes, and she wanted to say something else when she heard a rude question from behind: “Miss, who are you talking to?”

“It’s nothing, two poor monks who beg for alms. , beggars are not as good as beggars, there is no tael of flesh on their bodies, and they even learn to be walking monks, I will drive them away!” The woman replied.

“Don’t, don’t.”

I saw a big fat man with a face full of flesh yelling, then he pulled the woman away and opened the door.

The wind and snow poured into the house, and the candles in the door dimmed instantly.

“Oh, the two masters, it must be frozen, come in and have a bowl of hot soup and rest for a night.” The man greeted the master and disciple warmly and entered the room.

“Amitabha, many thanks to the benefactor.” The old monk repeatedly thanked him.

Little Monk also folded his hands together, looking solemn and cute.

“Go fry two vegetarian dishes, warm a bowl of hot soup, and serve the two masters.” The man raised his eyebrows and said to the woman.

The woman was still a little reluctant, but she didn’t dare to disobey.

This Inn is not a big place. There are only three or five tables in the small hall on the first floor. At this time, there are actually guests.

Two monks were arranged by the man at the only table with vacancies, next to three high-profile guests who looked like they were walking around, all with strong features and scarred beards. On the side were their robes and hats, which seemed to have come from afar.

The three high rollers were chatting happily, seeing the two monks sitting over, looking at each other and smiling.

One of them said with a smile first: “Little Monk, do you know…why are there more people in the north than in the south?”

Then Little Monk glanced at him , gently hook the head.

“hehe.” Another high-roller said badly with a smile: “Look at the weather outside, the winter in the north is bitter and cold, and every family can’t go out, so they can only have children at home.”

“haha…”

The old monk sighed slightly, as if sighing that these people are not taboo on meat and vegetables, and told the child about pornographic jokes. But strangely, the old monk did not stop him either.

At this time, the man brought two plates of vegetarian dishes and two bowls of hot soup, put them on the table, and greeted, “You two, please take your time, drink the soup first to warm your stomach.”

The old monk did not thank him, but sighed again.

Little Monk simply folded his hands and closed his eyes while chanting.

“Huh?” a high-stakes customer asked, “Monk, why don’t you eat it? Do you think his craftsmanship is rough?”

“Yeah? , what are you sighing again.” Another person said with a smile: “Do you sigh that this vegetarian dish is unpalatable, do you want to eat meat?”

The old monk sighed leisurely: “This poor monk is a sigh You wait, you were born obsessed and buried your fate, why bother.”

“en?”

As soon as he said this, the expressions of the guests in the Inn changed.

The old monk didn’t talk nonsense, he folded his hands to seal, and chanted: “Amitabha——”

Boom——

With his Buddha’s name, It seems that Heaven and Earth has changed greatly, and all the light and shadow around it seem to have faded.

A warm mountain building suddenly turned into a rotten house made of dilapidated tree trunks, and the wind and snow all around suddenly poured in.

The vegetarian dishes on the table instantly turned into two plates of severed human fingers, and the two bowls of hot soup turned into red blood, steaming hot in the cold wind.

And the gangsters at the same table turned into three wild badgers. The guests at other tables also turned into various wild beasts.

As for the chef’s Boss and Lady Boss, one turns into a wild boar and the other turns into a long snake.

The upheaval happened in an instant, and these wild beasts all turned pale in fright. Only at this moment did they realize that they had committed Tai Sui, so they wanted to run away.

Unfortunately, the old monk said again: “Goodness, goodness—”

In an instant, an invisible wave seemed to spread. These monsters that roared in the mountains to harm people, actually collapsed at the same time!

In the bang bang, only one spirit survived.

It’s the red-spotted long snake that Lady Boss transformed into.

Little Monk stood up at some point, raised his hand, and took the long snake into his palm, turning it into a small red glow.

“You are the only monster in the field who has ever been moved by good thoughts. Because of your good thoughts, I allow you to come to my Monster Suppressing Pagoda to listen to the scriptures for five hundred years.”

Little Monk said softly, and without giving the snake demon any chance to resist, he shoved it into his sleeve with one hand.

The scene that was still lively and lively just now turned into a scene of only master and disciple in the wind and snow.

Little Monk said to the old monk again: “Twenty-four people have died here, just recite the scriptures twenty-four times to save.”

“Yes.”

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The old monk heard this, sat down with his legs crossed, and began to chant the scriptures.

After a long time, he stood up again, and then asked: “Master, where are we going next?”

It turned out that among the two, this Little Monk was the master !

After listening to his question, Little Monk thought for a while, and said, “The Fondation Festival is about to start, let’s go back to the mountain.”

He raised his hand.

A dead leaf on the ground was rolled up by an inexplicable force, and suddenly rose against the storm, expanding to about one zhang long width.

Little Monk set foot first, and the old monk followed closely from behind.

Immediately, a huge dead leaf rose up against the wind and roared away.

In the early morning, the outline of Divine Luo City can already be seen.

Hongdu Mountain and White Dragon Temple are at the foot.

The two monks did not enter the temple directly, but fell on the ground far away and watched.

Today is the beginning of the Buddhist Fate Meeting at White Dragon Temple.

The so-called “Buddha Fate Meeting” is a grand gathering of inheritance in the White Dragon Temple for thousands of years.

That is to say, monks or people who advocate Buddhism in the world can participate and strive for the Buddha’s Frontier Law.

The last Buddhist predestination is divided into several levels. The top grade predicament may be a Supreme Treasure in the White Dragon Temple, and the high grade predicament may be an ancient scripture in a volume in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion. The middle grade predestined law may be to become the Disciple of the White Dragon Temple, and the low grade predestination law may be an enlightenment of the elder in the temple to exorcise evil spirits…

As for what kind of Buddhist predestination can be obtained, it all depends on the destiny.

In the early years, the Buddhist Association was a Supreme event for Buddhism in the world.

In the past few hundred years, with the rise of Yunfu Temple and the decline of White Dragon Temple, the Buddha’s relationship will gradually fade.

It is also known as the Huadu Conference, which is the only event in Divine Luo City.

But…

This year’s Huadu Conference was suddenly held in winter, and the time of the Buddhist Fate Conference that has been held in winter is approaching. …

This also allowed the monks of the White Dragon Temple to see the true colors of these so-called devout believers.

If you have a woman, you forget about the Dharma…

A pious ghost.

So this year’s Buddhist Fate Association was also forced to carry out some reforms.

It was originally a conference for believers to watch spontaneously. This year, in order to attract people to come, the first round of the Buddhist Fate Club was changed to see which participant can attract more popularity.

At this time, it is time to start registration.

At the entrance of the mountain temple, a small episode occurred.

The little novice who recorded the list of contestants smiled and asked a handsome contestant.

“Name?”

“Li Chu.”

“Occupation?”

“Taoist.”

“…” The smile on the little novice’s face gradually disappeared.

After confirming that the person in front of him was serious and not joking, the little novice asked slowly.

“This benefactor…are you here to kick the club?”

I found out that this book has already nine Alliance Leaders, and it has been difficult for Jiageng to finish it, and I’m sorry Yes… I happen to be playing Douyin recently, so when there are ten Alliance Leaders, I’ll blast the Douyin account. Let interested people take a look at the appearance of Liang Chaowei in Jilin, and by the way, get a wave of face powder. (I also follow more than a thousand beautiful anchors on Douyin)

(end of this chapter)