MTL - Mulan Has No Elder Brother-Chapter 79 True Blue Face Fangs

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I was foolish to come to Bao En Temple six years ago to join the uncle's mercy. Unlike the young master, he was not picked up by the master from a young age and became a monk in the Salmon.

Originally, Zhiran was not called Zhiran. It was just a beggar without a name. He lived a hungry meal every day, and was beaten and beaten. He wandered in the countryside. He had no idea what it meant to live.

Until one day, he was hungry and not far from death, so he had to find a mass grave post and lay in, waiting to starve to death.

It was then that he met the compassion of the dead at the mass grave post.

He had previously heard that there are monks of such penance who would die for those who died unjustly, strangled, and had incomplete corpses, so that they could be calm in the afterlife and reborn into good people.

But he always felt that this fact was ridiculous. If he had such a skill, wouldn't they know that they were exceeding themselves and making themselves rich? Death is dead, even if the next life is rich, people in this life do not know, what's the point.

At that time, he was so young. He had not had a good life since he was a child. His heart was full of resentment about this world and this world. Hearing such things was nothing but sneer.

Shamen can naturally accept homeless people and people who want to become a monk, but even if it is in Shamen, it is not possible to leave anyone casually. Therefore, those who have wealth in the home and who can bring property into the temple are often considered as priority. Candidate.

He also thought that he might die of starvation sooner or later. But at that time, there were wars all over the world, no matter the military households, or ordinary people who served in military service to transport rations and build city walls, all had sharpened their heads and had to drill into Buddhist temples.

The monks pick and choose those who are coming, like a farm animal. A stray beggar like him who can neither work nor be able to work out anything to support the Buddha will naturally not be looked at at all.

After several consecutive attempts, he lost his mind.

It is said that it is to save sufferings and save people. In the end, all sentient beings are no different from this world.

It is nothing more than dividing people into three, six, and nine, and then treating them differently.

Until he was lying in the mass grave post, endured a burst of fire from the stomach, closed his eyes and waited for death, he heard the continuous chanting.

He had never heard anyone chanting before.

He was lying in a slightly sunken pothole, turning his head to look at the monk with his eyes closed, as he walked step by step as if walking in his own house, chanting Brahma that he could not understand.

Those who have not waited for death will not know how terrible it is to watch death die. It's not just grief and despair, it's more an anger at being helpless.

Before hearing this Brahma, death seemed to be an abyss to him. He stood on the dark edge, shuddering and eager to escape, even if he was numb to this world, he didn't stubborn. To the point of not caring about life and death.

This horrible place full of dead bones brought a violent shock to him, as if a completely invisible barrier that completely isolated him from the world. The anger and various negative emotions brought by death made him see only darkness.

But the arrival of this monk gave him a glimmer of light.

It turns out that someone still cares if he will die.

It turned out that even if someone like him who did n’t even have the value of a pig or dog died, someone would come to them and recite a verse for them.

His injustice to the world and his grief over his poor and humble life of more than ten years were all healed in this sound of Brahma.

He began to look forward to death, to what the Buddhists called "the afterlife." He had closed his eyes and was ready to welcome the coming good people. In that life, he was going to be a useful person who would not worry about food and clothing, would not be despised, and would not be beaten.

But he did not die in the end. The monk rescued him and named him "idiot". Since then, he has a name and a place to go.

"You shouldn't save me, I all see the good guy I'm trying to get a baby from." Sometimes, they will also be hungry.

At this time, Master would put down the scriptures in her hand and laugh with a joke: "Aren't you born into a good person now? Who is better than the Elysium?"

"But I'm hungry now."

"That's the Buddha reminding you, it's time to" persuade people to do good. "

"Master ..."

"Ok?"

"Otherwise, I'll take your bowl of fate. That's worth a few bucks."

"Amitabha, really shouldn't stop you from being a teacher."

He stayed with this respectable monk for many years, but he never realized his consciousness as a monk. Although he also became acquaintances, attended morning classes that he usually did not understand, and carried his favorite scriptures, he always felt that the so-called "sand gate", like his "beggar" in his youth, was just an option in life .

Becoming a monk with him is no different from being a beggar with him.

So after his master brother Yu Ran and his second brother got corrupt, he was driven down by the master.

"Walk in the mundane world, walk on as a monk, and you will understand what is the difference between a beggar and a monk. Ai Ran will inherit my mantle, if you have nowhere to go, go to Pinglu, Dongping Baoun Temple is looking for your uncle. He is my younger brother and will accept you. "

I have been thinking for a long time that his master must have driven them down the mountain on purpose. There is not enough food in the mountains. If they all stay on the mountains, they will starve to death together.

He is the most flexible of the four brothers. He will certainly not starve when he goes down the mountain. There is no difference between begging and fate, because his master had to make a point.

It's better that he goes down the mountain than the younger master goes down the mountain.

His teardrop-like character will scare him down the mountain.

Holding the bowl given by Master, he changed his fate along the way, and took a passerby's donkey cart and drove it slowly to Dongping. During the journey, as long as he has the conditions, he will also learn to go over to the unattended wild graves on the side of the road, or recite verses to those who died or died, telling others that he was born well They went.

In fact, he would not go overboard, and the verses he recited would only be the "Forty-two Chapters" and "The Version of the Paraphrasian Heart Sutra."

Sanskrit is hard to remember, he can recite these two, it has exhausted his brainpower for a lifetime.

But slowly, he seemed to understand what Master meant.

Understand that beggars and monks are indeed different.

It may be that he was born inferior, and even if he found his uncle, and was praised as "a man of Taoism", with a zen room larger than that little temple in the mountains, he would not have a good time.

First, the emperor ordered to return to the vulgar, and later came to search the official. He didn't want to return to the vulgar. Master asked him to walk around the world with his monk status. He hadn't finished this period of time and didn't want to disobey Master's orders.

So he took his stupid brother who he later collected and hid in this stupa. Only in the middle of the night would he sneak down and take something back to the pagoda under the help of the old monk in the temple.

Good boys and girls will support them whenever they have a chance. His teacher and uncle have taught literacy and medical treatment for many years, and have already formed countless "causes". Today, all the people in this temple are sheltered by him. Live to this day.

Until the beginning of this year, all monks in a temple were scattered under the order of annihilating the Buddha. No one dared to say that there were still two people hidden in the floating slaughterhouse, listening to the desperate sorrow, loud cursing, and being forcibly taken away. Read the sound of the Buddha, probably know that those who can open the door seals for them will never be there again.

The trick originally intended to confuse officials was a stupid decision to send them to the grave.

He wants to experience the nightmare of a teenager again.

For the first time, the Buddha in his mind, Master, saved him.

This time, I am afraid that no Buddha can save him anymore.

Such a ridiculous year, even if the Buddha descended to the earth, he could only rush to cover his head and escape.

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Floating slaughter on the second floor.

He Mulan tore off the copper box tied to the belt from her waist, holding the night pearl in one hand, and looking for a place to rest in one hand.

The walls of the stupa were dug out of a lot of holes, a bit like the walls of the exhibition room, and a bit like the laboratory cabinets without glass.

Various small jars and small boxes were put in it. He Mulan took a moment to stumble, only to find that the bottom of the tower was not used to place the bones, because she came all the way, except that the smell was bad and she didn't see it No container has seen so many extinguished oil lamps.

Thinking of the remains of so many monks in this temple, He Mulan thought for a while, kneeling down and meditating on his own reason, so he stood up and looked for the box Placed on the wall.

"What a hell, it's all to the second floor. Why does this smell follow me?" He Mulan sniffed, feeling that the ominous smell seemed to be entangled with her.

"It won't be like squatting in the squatting toilet room for a long time, as in Huajia, is this smell all over the body?"

She shook her head and started holding the night pearl to fumble on the wall.

"What exactly is relic? Isn't it said that only the monks who have the Tao can have this? Is there so much in this floating slaughter that it is not possible that this Bao'en Temple is a great temple dedicated to all kinds of virtues?" Looking at the wall with almost no space, a little anxiety rose in my heart.

And that compassionate master, I don't know what's going on now.

The little monk who loves to dye is good. His master who wants to come is also a kind-hearted person. The compassionate master who can be trusted by them should not be worse.

Does this floating slaughter tower have a day that cannot hold five floors?

As long as He Mulan thought of that scene, she couldn't help shivering.

After groping, He Mulan accidentally knocked down an oil lamp, and the oil lamp without fuel fell down and made a loud noise in the floating slaughter.

Uh ...

The sound of the stone lantern rolling sounded like dragging something away, as if he was fleeing from He Mulan.

He Mulan was startled by the stone lamp suddenly rolling away, and then vaguely, it seemed to hear a scream from somewhere.

Scream?

Huh?

Some association suddenly came to her mind. Although it felt a little ridiculous ... He Mulan carefully held the night pearl in search of the rolled-out stone lamp and bent down to pick it up.

She put the night pearl on the ground and raised the stone lamp with anticipation ...

Wiped.

Rub it again.

"Eh! Nothing has appeared." He Mulan dropped the stone lantern back to the ground in disappointment and picked up her night pearl. "Unfortunately, I thought there would be a floating slaughter tower lantern **** or something ..."

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"Ah!" Ruo Ye suddenly hugged his master. "Fairy demon demon ... below!"

He never expected that people would come in.

The door was so dead that he and Master could n’t get it open. If someone came in, the movement should be so weird that the ghosts and gods were right, how could there be almost no sound!

It must be a monster! The monster came in through the wall!

Yes, yes, that strange shaking must be the sound of the wall being pierced!

The monsters stole the bones of the ancestors below, and they must have eaten them!

The bone letters of the ancestors were also dropped to the ground!

In Wakaba's mind, a monster with a tiger-backed waist and blue-faced fangs emerged while laughing and opening the jar with a smirk, while madly falling into his blood basin.

It must also take a nap, "Well, the monk smells." Then throw the bone letter in the brutal hand to the ground!

hateful!

Even the officials who robbed the temple were afraid to enter the floating slaughter, for fear of retribution!

"Are you angry? Or scared?" Chi Ran sat up. "Fear, the two of us are suffering here, and we have to wait for death. Even if a monster comes, it's just another way of death."

"Not to mention wandering around as a teacher and a child, I have been to everywhere, and the mass grave post has been lying. There are no monsters in this world, but I scare myself."

"What is that under that ..." Ruo Ye closed his eyes, "Master, I would rather starve to death and not be eaten!"

"You're so short and you don't have any meat. If you want to eat, you should be eaten first." Chiran touched Ruoye's head and stood up. "Master is not afraid of demons. Go down and see what is happening."

"What if it's a monster?"

"In case it's a monster, Master will cross it."

"Can Master cross the demons?" Wakaba's eyes were sparkling.

Naturally cannot.

But fool, can I say no to you?

Duanran smiled.

"Master is very good."

He has spent a long time in the dark, and even in the dark, he can know the approximate outline of the object. He couldn't be more familiar with walking to the stairs of the lower tower, and even if he didn't need the lights, he could step on these stairs accurately and never roll down.

Although he is not a man of extreme love, as long as he has the strength, he must insist on going to the bottom of the building for convenience. He originally thought that even those heartbroken officials sent up the ideas of the Buddha's bones and bones, as long as he saw the dirt in that place as soon as he entered the door, he would dispel such thoughts.

Although he was disrespectful to so many ancestors, he was so hungry that he shivered even downstairs, and he couldn't think of any way to stop these evil people with demon in his heart.

The bones on the fourth floor are decorated with gold and silver, and many of the oil lamps on the third floor are copper. Now they are still forced by the prestige of Buddhism for a long time and do not dare to spoil the floating slaughter, but when the time for the dismantling of Buddhism has been issued and the Buddhist temples in various places have been gradually destroyed, their little fear of "retribution" will The smoke disappeared.

When they find that there is no retribution for killing a monk, and when they find that there is no retribution for ruining a Buddhist temple, what fear is there in grabbing a buddha?

The demon will not devour relics, because relics are simply bones and have no magic power. Even if there is a demon downstairs, he is willing to sacrifice the demon in body, just in exchange for it to stay here.

If there is a demon in the floating slaughter, no one will spoil the relics of these high virtues, right?

"Wakaba, what are you keeping up with?"

"Master, I thought about it. Since you are very good, there is no difference between following you and hiding at the top of the tower. I don't worry about you, I will follow you."

Di Yan slightly smiled.

"You are not afraid?"

"Afraid, but I'm more afraid to stay alone at the top of the tower."

"... Okay. But there are monsters you have to run, otherwise Master can't take care of you."

After hearing this, Wakaba's legs were crippled.

"Master, you say you're great!"

"But you're not great ..."

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He Mulan looked for a long time, and finally found a vacant seat, and put Master Ai Ran up.

God knows how difficult it is to touch a grid in such a dark place. Ai Ran kept telling her that she should not put it directly on the ground, or she would leave after leaving.

Just as she settled the relic and was about to turn down and leave the tower, she suddenly heard a strange noise from the staircase upstairs.

Sounds like a few mouse sneaking through.

Could someone be trapped here?

He Mulan was startled, and immediately lifted the night pearl and walked towards the stairs.

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Wakaba trembled and grasped the robe corner of Master, as if he was going down the stairs to the execution ground.

The hunger for many days made him stumble, and there were always strange light spots floating in front of his eyes.

He followed Master, walked, and walked, until the next few floors, he did not see any figures, and no monsters. This result made him rejoice, even wondering if he was hungry for too long, and had hallucinations. In fact, there was no sound at all, just hallucinations.

Otherwise, it was the Buddha who tested them before coming to pick them up.

He couldn't help smiling at the thought of what might be the result.

Then he saw that figure ...

Bi Youyou's light reflected a weird and twisted face. The figure floated in the blue light and floated up the stairs silently. It was vaguely taller and more stable than ordinary people.

Blue face fangs!

Tiger back!

Ruo Ye's smile was condensed near his mouth, and when he saw the Master approached with excitement, he shouted in shock:

"Master, there are monsters!"

The author has something to say: Small theater:

Wakaba: Master, there are monsters!

He Mulan: Well, Master was captured by the monster again.