Chapter 6 (1/2)
He hid in the room and studied the happy Zen until the sun rose three times. Zhitong called for the fifth time, and then reluctantly put down the happy heart demon Zen Sutra.
One night, I finally understood the joy book carefully. I was very excited.
classic! What a classic! Of course, the most classic is the praise with pictures and texts.
In the last life, although idleness also had a wife, it always came and went. I've been tired of those postures for a long time, but now the knowledge brought by this happy heart demon Zen Sutra is too rich!
Directly opened a door for waste. It's really an open mind! Even after reciting the heart clearing mantra more than ten times, it still didn't press down, and the column tilted to the sky.
Waste can not help but sigh: the last life, really TMD live in vain!
Of course, he wasted only a small part of his time on the appreciation of both pictures and texts. Most of the time, he was watching the cultivation method of the happy heart demon Zen Sutra.
After watching it n times in a row, he shouted and sighed: it turns out that practice can still be like this!
This cultivation method directly pointed out a bright way to waste, and finally successfully solved the problem that he had been trapped for many days and could not practice.
But he was not happy because it was very difficult to practice this skill!
Just to get started, you need an adult woman who is extremely feminine and soft. Moreover, she is not a virgin, and even this virgin is divided into several products.
Well, although these are difficult, it's easy to do with some thought, but the later supplement is too difficult!
It is not necessary for the virgin who is extremely Yin and soft to fully cooperate, mobilize the Qi of extremely Yin and soft in the body, integrate into his own pure Yang Qi, and combine Yin and Yang, so as to enter the happy heart demon Zen Sutra.
Wipe! Is that an exaggeration?
I am a monk! Where can I find such a virgin? Besides, if I find one, how can I be a monk with myself if I am a big girl who is as good as a jade
Although there is no need to do that in this process, they need to be honest after all. How can this be possible.
Thinking of this, idleness can't help feeling a little upset, but Zhitong's sixth urging also sounded again.
He put the happy heart demon Zen Sutra into his arms, and then he walked out of the room with a heavy heart.
Zhitong looked at the wasted two panda eyes and sighed gently: ”disciple, although the happy heart demon Zen Sutra is the supreme Sutra of Buddhism, don't worry too much.”
I'm sorry to be fooled by master. Hei hei smiled, ”master, I know.”
”Just know.” Zhitong stopped talking about this, but paused a little and said with a straight face: ”but remember, in front of outsiders, you must not say anything about your practice of happy heart demon Zen Sutra, otherwise I'm afraid all Buddhists in the world can't tolerate you!”
Seeing Zhitong's fierce voice and color, he nodded: ”master, don't worry, I know how to do.”
But unexpectedly, Zhitong's face changed quickly. Just now he was unfathomable. In a twinkling of an eye, he changed into a giggling look. He took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to him: ”there is a Buddhist grand ceremony on the 25th of this month. You can attend it on behalf of the teacher.”
Originally, I was still happy to listen to master's instructions, but unexpectedly, the topic changed, and there was such an accident. I wasted my time and quickly pushed it off: ”I can't do this. My Dharma can't get into other people's eyes at all. It's bluffing, and I'm afraid I'll lose master's face.”
It's not a waste of modesty. It's true that he doesn't understand Buddhism at all. When he reads those Scriptures, his head is as big as a bucket and his eyelids are heavy.
”I let you go. Naturally, I have my reason. If you don't go, you can give me back the joy nerve.” Zhitong dared not say it when he saw the waste. He immediately turned his face and asked for the Scriptures as soon as he stretched out his hand.
Such a classic divine book must be read from time to time in order to understand its profound connotation. If you waste it, you are willing to return it. At present, you are serious and righteous. Ling ran said, ”master, if you are an apprentice, you have to share your worries with master, so I decided to attend the Buddhist grand meeting for you.”
”Children can be taught.” Zhitong nodded with satisfaction: ”I have a good relationship with master zhizen. You should be careful with the rest, hehe.”
Zhitong said that, but he didn't give the opportunity to waste refutation and went straight away.
In vain, I picked up the invitation and wanted to have a closer look, but I was surprised to hear the roar of people outside the temple: ”Xishan temple is not a good place to travel. How can there be so many people?”
”Stinky bald donkey, get out of here!”
Just as idleness was about to ignore it, there was a loud scolding outside.
Although he had never regarded himself as a monk, he was very angry when he heard such a scolding.
Outside Xishan temple, there were a dozen people standing at this time. The most striking one was the one standing in the middle of the group.
This man is wearing a suit and leather shoes, which are very high-grade. However, these are not the reasons why he attracts attention, but on his neck. At the moment, he is wearing a trap, that is, the kind we have seen to fix the cervical spine.
Even more exaggerated, his head was wrapped with a thick layer of gauze, revealing only his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. It looked abrupt and strange, a bit like a head shaped mummy.
He was staring at the gate of Xishan temple.
”I dare to provoke Ben Shao. I must skin you with cramps!”
When it comes to forgetfulness, he waved it in the void with his arm.
”Ouch!”
This time he waved his arm, but he accidentally pulled his cervical spine, which made him feel a deep pain. The hatred and anger in his eyes were even more prosperous.
In particular, after scolding for a long time, no one came out at all, even the temple door didn't open, which made the equation's anger and hatred couldn't be released at all, so he shouted angrily: ”who will find out the smelly monk for Ben Shao and reward him 10000 yuan less!”
Hearing that there were 10000 yuan, a dozen people standing next to him were immediately excited.
Mud horse, it's still a job. Come on!
The crowd was trying to answer, but a rough man grabbed the head: ”Fang Shao, I'll find out this smelly bald donkey for you!”
The equation gave a gentle hum, the rough man smiled ferociously and snorted coldly: ”Fang Shao, just look.”
They wanted to compete for this opportunity, but when they saw the rough man with big arms, round waist and bad face, they closed their mouths one by one.
In the fierce laughter of the rough man, he stepped in front of the gate of Xishan temple in a few steps. Without saying a word, he put his foot hard towards the gate of the temple.
”Squeak.”
At this time, the temple door suddenly opened from the inside. The rough man lost his center of gravity and directly fell in.
As soon as he opened the temple door, he saw a humanoid bomb hit him. He immediately gave way to him and staggered half his body, but one foot remained in place. The man's body was tripped by such a trip, lost his center of gravity and fell straight down.
Idleness was quick in eyes and hands. When he stretched out his hand, he pressed it on the head, but the force he pressed was slightly downward. The man was already unstable under his feet. In this way, his upper body was fixed, but the inertia of his lower body was still there, so he directly flopped and knelt in front of idleness.
”Benefactor, what are you doing? How can you do such a big gift as soon as you come up? I'm worried! ” He looked merciful, shook his head gently and said, ”he is really a polite child!”
”Hiss...”
At this time, outside the Xishan temple, more than a dozen people were preparing to watch the excitement. When they saw this scene, they also wasted the words of pretending to be infinite. What's more, they were as natural as the child said. Combined with the rough appearance of the man kneeling in front of him, they were full of his appearance in his teens and twenties, and each of them couldn't help taking a breath of cold air.
This monk can really pretend!
The rough man was really depressed to death. He slipped and knelt in front of the monk, and his head was held down. Such a humiliation is unbearable for scholars, who can't bear it!
”Let go of your hand, bald donkey!”