Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

Ten years of dreamlike life.

Tang Sanzan did not learn any Buddhist practice methods and supernatural powers from Master Gu Sheng.

The only thing I have is that I am born with an impeccable and clean body, which is different from ordinary people.

In the lineage of Shasheng Buddha, there is no inheritance of practice, and some are just a kind of belief.

This is also the reason why Master Si Sheng only asked Tang San Zan when he was dying.

Feel free to do whatever you want...

I don't know how long I walked, through the gap in the forest, I can vaguely see the sun in the sky, and it seems that it has begun to set.

Although still deep in the woods.

But in front of Tang Sanzan's eyes, there is already a lot of cheerfulness, and he can vaguely see the smoke rising from a certain small village.

"Cuckoo..."

The stomach growled very suitably.

"After a day's driving, there is no drop of water or rice, so it's time to find a place to rest."

"Hmm..." After pondering for a while, Tang Sanzan rubbed his stomach, "The villagers in the mountain village should be more simple and hospitable, right? Buddha, cough cough, this is the first time for a poor monk to go down the mountain for alms, I hope it will go smoothly .”

"Amitabha!"

After chanting the Buddha's name, Tang Sanzan gained strength under his feet, and his speed instantly increased.

He wanted to go to the small village with little smoke before night fell.

Otherwise, if you miss the meal and can't make up the fate, it will be a real sin to your stomach!

After half an hour.

Even after a strenuous run.

Tang Sanzan's body was still spotless, there was not even a drop of sweat on his forehead, and his clothes were as clean as new.

Breathing steadily, full of energy, with a faint smile on his delicate face.

"Here we are!" Tang Sanzan looked at the small village in front of him, his eyes were full of satisfaction, "I haven't seen such a quiet, peaceful, hardworking and simple village for a long time."

With that said, he was about to walk towards the village.

Such a happy and contented small village must be a good place for alms!

On the shoulder of Tang Sanzan, the handsome rooster opened its piercing eyes, and there seemed to be a faint golden light emerging from them.

then.

Inhale, chest up.

Just ready to cry out.

only.

With a snap, Tang Sanzan pinched the sharp beak of the big rooster: "Amitabha, Dahong, be quiet, it's getting late, it's a crime to disturb the residents here!"

The big rooster felt uncomfortable and shrank its neck, but it was obedient and did not cry loudly.

It's just that there is a little confusion in the round eyes.

"Good." Tang Sanzun smiled and smoothed the rooster's feathers, and the rooster immediately closed its eyes comfortably and stopped moving.

And his figure has already reached the entrance of the small village where there is little smoke.

"Woo! Uh! Uh uh..."

Before Tang Sanzan approached, there was a skinny figure wearing blue ragged clothes, with yellow and disheveled hair, whimpering for some unknown reason.

It jumped out from some corner, and went straight to Tang Sanzan, with a gloomy and terrifying look on his skinny and wrinkled face.

"It's you crazy woman again! Get out of here!"

Before the haggard lunatic rushed to Tang Sanzan's side, a young man standing not far from the entrance of the village discovered this scene.

Immediately, he yelled angrily, and hurriedly ran towards this side.

But the crazy woman seemed to be stimulated, sobbing more and more, making strange hoarse voices, doing twisted movements in front of Tang Sanzan.

Coupled with her face like a ghost, if you are a little timid, you will probably be frightened and fainted on the spot.

Fortunately, Tang Sanzan did not belong to that category of people.

"Old man, are you alright?"

"Leave her alone, little benefactor. This crazy woman is like this. She has been crazy for many years. She yells at everyone when she sees her. Go, go, go back to your own home!"

The young and strong man said to Tang Sanzan in embarrassment, while waving away the crazy woman.

The crazy woman was also surprised, she really listened to what he said, calmed down, and walked towards the village silently.

"Don't mind, little benefactor, this crazy woman is like this. If it weren't for the kindness of the people in our village, she probably wouldn't have known that she died in that barren mountain, and she pretended to be a ghost all day long, but let our village follow her." suffered a lot.”

The young and strong man glanced at the big rooster on Tang Sanzan's shoulder, shrank silently, and spoke in a familiar way, with a rather familiar character.

Then he asked again: "Where is the little master from? My name is Er Niu. You must be here for alms, right? Coincidentally! Our village is having a happy event tonight, and it is very lively!"

Let's go, little master, you must be hungry after walking all the way through the barren mountains and ridges, the people in our village are hospitable, so you don't have to be polite, let's rest here for one night before leaving..."

"Then... I would like to thank the benefactor, Buddha, cough cough, it's the first time for the poor monk to go down the mountain to seek alms, so I laughed."

After Tang Sanzan was stunned for a moment, he smiled slightly and responded.

Regarding the simplicity and enthusiasm of the villagers in Erniu, he can be said to have experienced what it means to feel at home.

His dark eyes were full of emotion!

soon.

Tang Sanzan, with a big rooster on his shoulder, followed Erniu into the village in a unique shape.

The village is not big, only about twenty families.

However, there are quite a few people in the village. As Er Niu walked along, all the men, women and children in the village also greeted him warmly.

It's just that when looking at Tang Sanzan, when their eyes fell on Tang Sanzan, their bodies would always tremble slightly, and then return to normal.

Such a scene did not seem to attract Tang Sanzan's attention.

He just followed Er Niu silently, looking at the small village with admiring eyes.

"Ten years of memory, there is only Master Gusheng, a big rooster, and a small temple. Now I finally see something new and different!"

Tang Sanzan thought to himself, and the smile on his face grew stronger.

"Here, little master, this is my home."

Er Niu led Tang Sanzan to a small classic farmyard, which was not big, but exuded the atmosphere of life everywhere.

He picked up a chair casually, handed it to Tang Sanzan, and said, "Little master, please sit down first, I'm the only one in my house anyway, you can just walk around and have a look."

"By the way, I haven't asked for advice yet, what's your name, little master?"

Er Niu scratched the back of his head honestly, tore off a piece of scalp, and blood trickled down his back.

After scratching, it seemed that the itching stopped, and then the scalp was covered back, and the blood that flowed out also disappeared strangely.

Because it was facing Tang Sanbu, it was not seen.

"The poor monk Tang Sanbu, the Tang of the Tang Dynasty, the three of the three lives and all things, the funeral of the funeral."

The corners of Tang Sanzan's eyes twitched slightly, but he introduced himself peacefully, and patted the big rooster on his shoulder, "It's called Dahong."

"Hey..." Er Niu smiled honestly, "Little Master's name has a deep meaning, unlike me, just like a stupid cow."

"Little Master Three Burials, you rest here first, I'll go greet them and prepare some monkish meals for you."

Er Niu didn't look at the fiery-feathered scarlet, and walked out.

The sky is getting dark, and the house is a little gloomy.

However, it was very lively outside the house, with jingling bells ringing non-stop, and even the sound of slaughtering pigs.

"It's really a peaceful and lively scene!"

Looking at the busy villagers through the window, Tang San was full of emotion.

There are not many villages like this simple and hospitable!

The only downside is...they might not like Big Red a little bit.

Shun the bright red feathers.

One person, one cock, just waited quietly.

In the ears, that familiar voice made the corners of Tang Sanzan's mouth slightly upturned.

outside the house.

Crowded, a lively and busy scene.

Festive red lanterns were also hung in front of each house, as if they were preparing for the upcoming happy event.

Decorated with lights and festoons, this is the scene at the moment.

Soon.

The tantalizing aroma of food came from a corner of Gada in the village.

A temporary stove was set up there, and big pot meals were cooked, which was a proper farm banquet feature.

The green smoke rising from the burning firewood lingered towards the sky, vaguely outlining a distorted face.

Southwest of the village, in the corner.

A dilapidated thatched cottage, which looks a bit out of place with other wooden houses in the village.

In the room.

Tang San buried the crazy woman he saw at the entrance of the village before.

At this moment, he was huddled in the corner of the room, trembling all over, making a whimpering sound.

Tears kept streaming down his cloudy and bulging eyes.

The sun was setting, and the last trace of the sun had completely disappeared into the sky.

A round of crescent moon, I don't know when it quietly hangs high in the sky.

Bursts of suona sounds came from the entrance of the village, making the already lively village more filled with a festive atmosphere.

"Little Master Three Burial, the banquet is about to start, you can go out and sit, you are really lucky!

The bride was so happy when she heard that a little master came to her wedding!

We have specially reserved a good spot for you! "

Er Niu happily ran over, his simple and honest face was full of joy.

heard.

Tang Sanzan grinned: "Buddha... the poor monk is also impatient, let's go!"

"Um...then what..."

Er Niu pointed at Tang San Zan's shoulder, his tone seemed a little embarrassed, and a trace of fear subconsciously flashed in his eyes.

"Oh~ I understand! The poor monk understands! You guys are looking at how handsome Dahong is, and you want to use Dahong to win a good fortune, right? No problem, just hug it, Dahong won't mind!"

"No, no, no!" Seeing the big rooster held in Tang Sanbu's arms and handed out, Er Niu hurriedly backed away, his body trembling slightly.

"Little Master Three Burial, you misunderstood. Our customs are different. Chickens, especially roosters, are not allowed at the wedding scene."

Er Niu said with an ugly expression.

"So that's the case. That's the poor monk's abruptness. I thought... cough, cough, let's not talk about it, so let Dahong stay with you first, is it okay?"

"No problem, of course no problem!"

"Dahong, I can only wrong you here for a moment, don't run around."

Putting Dahong on the wooden table, seeing that it seemed a little reluctant, Tang Sanzan immediately patted Dahong lightly to calm down.

Er Niu on the side, seeing this scene, immediately smiled: "Master Sanbuyer, this way please!"

Tang Sanzan smiled back and went straight out the door.