I Signed in at Shaolin for Ten Thousand Years

After absorbing the blood of the snake, Su Cheng looked at the King Snake lying on the floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and kicked it lightly with his feet: "Get up. Act dead again. Be careful. I really made you stew. Snake gall can enhance the true qi for fifty years. I don't know if it is true or not?"

Teng!

Suddenly, the Snake King stood upright, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this performance, Su Cheng couldn't help being happy. It seems that I haven't been in such a happy mood for a long time.

It's not bad to have a pet.

"Amitabha..." Su Cheng clasped her hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. He felt more and more that reciting the Buddha's name is sometimes a good relief:

"Don't worry. From now on, your name will be Xiaozi. I will take you snake blood once every 30 days. You will send it out the rest of the time. But remember not to appear in front of people or eat people. Do you understand? ?"

The snake king nodded quickly.

"Yes, it seems that you are truly human." Su Cheng nodded with satisfaction, but just in case, there was a bit of sternness in her eyes: "Go by yourself. But if I find out that you have eaten people, you must do it. You cook it into snake soup. Unless, I let you eat it."

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When the snake king heard the first half of the sentence, he remembered deeply, and there was a little fear in his eyes. But after hearing the last sentence, a bit of confusion emerged.

What did you let me eat?

However, although it is human, it cannot be spoken. Even if he could speak, he probably wouldn't dare to ask now, and he quickly got into the depths of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and hid tremblingly behind the bookshelf.

But after a while, it seemed that the snake king's instincts reappeared, and he was languid and paralyzed again.

It seems that the Snake King is just like himself, relatively homeless, and doesn't like going out very much. This is not bad.

Thinking about this, Su Cheng meditated on the futon and continued to comprehend the "Five Seals of Sakyamuni".

Faintly, the Dharma gradually converged on his body and flickered slowly. After a while, he noticed something strange and opened his eyes, only to find that the Snake King was not far away from him, looking at him.

Pu Shan's big eyes blinked, seemingly curious.

"Amitabha……"

Su Cheng ignored the Buddha's name, lightly reciting the Buddha's name, and then chanted: "If I heard it. For a while, the Buddha was speaking for the mother."

"At that time, the ten directions are boundless worlds. It is impossible to say that all the Buddhas and Great Bodhisattvas will come to gather. I admire the Buddha Shakyamuni, who can be in the five turbid and evil worlds, and has incredible power of great wisdom and supernatural power..."

He was reading the Buddhist scriptures, and the snake king suddenly had a peaceful look in his eyes, which seemed to be very enjoyable.

It's like listening to a piece of wonderful music.

"Interesting, it really deserves to be a snake in the hometown of Buddha."

At the end of the reading, Su Cheng exclaimed: "How about I will recite Buddhist scriptures to you every day?"

"His!"

The King Snake nodded.

Su Cheng smiled and was about to speak, but at this moment, she frowned slightly.

Someone came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?

In the past few days, it seems that the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is not very peaceful.

Usually few people come for a year or two, but these two days are not good, all the demons and ghosts have been gathered.

"Xiao Zi, hide yourself first." Su Cheng said. The Snake King immediately followed the instructions and hid in the shadow of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Su Cheng stood up and looked out the window on the ninth floor. But found that a middle-aged monk wearing a cassock came slowly in the distance.

"Master Xuan Bei?"

Yes, the person here is Master Xuan Bei.

Su Cheng also breathed a sigh of relief. This time, it was finally not an uninvited guest.

But what does Master Xuan Bei do at this time in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? In case he comes in and bumps into the Snake King, it will be troublesome.

Although Su Cheng is not incapable of explaining, he can make up a lot of rhetoric at will. But, after all, he hates trouble and is not good at lying. If it is not necessary, I still don't want to spend more time talking.

After thinking about it, he slowly walked to the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

After a while, a knock on the door sounded.

"Fazang, are you in there?"

With the knock on the door, the voice of Master Xuan Bei also came in.

Su Cheng opened the door lightly, and saw that Master Xuan Bei seemed to be a little bit tired, and there were still some worries faintly.

"Amitabha, Dharma Zang has seen Master Xuanzai." Su Chengheshi said: "Master came to the Buddhist scripture pavilion, but what instructions do you have? If you need Buddhist scriptures, please tell the little monk to pick them up."

"No, no Buddhist scriptures. I just want to go in and sit for a while, I don't know...can it?" Master Xuan Bei paused, then hesitated slightly.

Su Cheng nodded when he heard the words, and said, "Yes. But the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a forbidden area in Shaolin. Even if it is Uncle Master, you can only stay for half an hour. Master Uncle please abide by the rules and not overstep the rules."

Master Xuan Bei nodded and said, "Of course."

A bit of relief appeared in his eyes: "Uncle Hui Chen did not choose the wrong person..."

For him, Su Cheng's ability to abide by the rules and be firm in the face of herself made him more satisfied and liked.

After entering the Buddhist scripture pavilion, Master Xuan Bei looked at the first floor of the Buddhist scripture pavilion, and it was spotless everywhere, and he was even more admired: "Fazang, it seems that you are like Master Huichen, you really clean the scriptures every day. Ge, it's really rare that this floor can be so clean."

Su Cheng couldn't help pursing her mouth when she heard the words: "The duty of the monk is so, of course, you can't let the Buddhist scriptures be dusted." In her heart, she thought: Little fox, thank you so much...

If there was no little fox to help himself with cleaning yesterday, today, it may be a bit of trouble in a rush.

Although he is very powerful at the moment, Tiangang's true energy. But it is impossible to clean up the huge Buddhist scripture pavilion in no time.

Seeing the dusty Tibetan scripture pavilion, I will say something like "There is nothing in the first place, where can I get the dust", but it is a bit unconvincing...

"Uncle Master, please sit down."

Su Cheng brought two futons and handed one to Master Xuan Bei.

"Amitabha... Dharma Zang, you don’t need to call me Master Uncle. Just as the abbot said that day, you are a disciple of Master Hui Chen and a Buddhist monk. Although you are of the Dharma character, you are not ordinary. Disciple, just call my dharma name." Master Xuan Bei said.

Su Cheng nodded without being polite. After all, this is not the first time he has heard of this.

Many times before, I called myself Uncle Master, but I was told not to use it. It is true that there are some "privileges" to come to the Buddhist monk. Of course, it's not so much a privilege, as it is because of his "learning from Huichen" in the strict sense.

However, Master Xuan Bei came here, probably not just to say this, right?

Su Cheng waited quietly.

Sure enough, after a while, Master Xuan Bei saw that Su Cheng hadn't spoken, he coughed slightly, and then said, "Fazang, I want to ask you something."

"Master Xuan Bei, may I ask, the little monk will know everything is endless," Su Cheng said.

"Hmm..." Master Xuan Bei nodded, paused, and then suddenly asked:

"Have you heard of'Master Kong Wen'?"