Mirror of the Sky

The corpse was also a novice in the Daxumi Temple, and he was regarded as Thirty-Three's younger brother, but because he was young, he had just arrived at the temple for only ten days, and Thirty-Three had always pretended to be withdrawn, so the two of them didn't even speak. I said something that I don't know very well.

But that being the case, when Thirty-Three came to the grass and looked down at the pale face of the little novice, he couldn't help but folded his hands, made a Buddha salute, and said with a sigh, "Come from the east, Maitreya.

Junior Brother, the world is so difficult. You were killed and robbed at a young age. Although it is pitiful to return to the West, it is considered to have escaped the sea of ​​misery, so let's just rest. ”, squatted down, recited the "Rebirth Mantra" in his mouth, gently stroked his outstretched hand, and closed the eyes of the little novice.

After touching his nose, he whispered again: "Junior Brother, you are a Buddhist disciple, since you have been reborn in bliss, your body is nothing but a stinky skin, and the monk's clothes and shoes are extras.

As for my brother, I have to walk naked in the mountains tonight when something strange happens. It's really unsightly. I have to borrow your clothes to cover my shyness temporarily. It can be considered that you have accumulated virtue after your death. "

While speaking, he had already stripped off the little novice's clothes, and accidentally saw a crescent-shaped jade ornament hanging on the neck of the corpse, his heart moved, and he said with a dry smile: "Senior brother, I have no long things now, and I have nothing left. He can only practice and recite sutras. If he ever has the opportunity to escape from this barren island, he is afraid that he will not be able to survive at all.

You can only borrow this piece of beautiful jade around your neck for a while, and you can be considered as 'helping people to the end and sending Buddha to West'. "I also took off the jade ornament and hung it around my neck.

Later, when wearing the monk's clothes, Thirty-Three found that the 'one bell' that he thought would be much shorter turned out to be just right, and then lowered his head and looked at his figure carefully, only to realize that he had become a lot shorter.

If this kind of strange thing happened in normal times, Thirty-Three would have figured out the reason before giving up, but at this time, he had already seen it all, and he was facing a life-and-death moment, so he just smiled wryly, shook his head, and continued to collapse. Foshan staggered away.

After the two cups of tea, Thirty-Three had already walked a thousand steps away. Seeing that the flames were getting bigger and bigger, the sound of 'crackling...' when the flames burned was clearly identifiable. He was blocked by a big man who fell from the sky and was eight feet tall, wearing a blood-stained eagle lion armor and holding a long sword.

Although he has just passed on the mantle of the ancient great virtue, he has an insight into the cultivation methods of the two incarnations of the Buddha, the Buddha, the Great Buddha, but the newborn Jiaolong is no match for the fish and shrimp.

Judging from the murderous aura displayed by the general, Thirty-Three realized that when he was fighting for life and death, he would never be his opponent. He immediately pretended to be terrified, took two steps back, and fell to the ground.

"It's really strange, it's strange, after the temple has been slaughtered for so long, there is still a small fish that slipped through the net." Looking down at Thirty-Three, the big man muttered and raised the knife.

Seeing his murderous intent, Thirty-Three's heart shuddered, and his hands secretly formed a dharma seal, so he wanted to take advantage of the enemy's wielding the sword, show the thought of sneak attack on the enlightenment, and fight to the death.

Unexpectedly, the long sword held high in the big man's hand never swung down, instead he sighed suddenly: "I, Zhong Wuli, have no count of killing people in front of the two armies. I didn't hesitate, but killing a three-footed child today is not a hero." He grabbed Thirty-Three with his backhand, jumped into the air, and returned to Foshan.

At this moment, hundreds of craftsmen are carving a huge stone tablet in seal script in front of the broken Daxumi Temple, and thousands of soldiers who survived the war are using kerosene to create piles of flames not far away, and they will cremate their dead compatriots one by one. , into the wooden altar.

After Zhong Wuli flew to the ground, he hesitated for a while, then went straight to Mo Ye, threw Thirty-Three on the ground, clasped his fists and saluted, "General, Mo General just wanted to hunt some wild game to satisfy his cravings, but he unexpectedly caught one. Little Demon Monk, please let me go."

When Mo Ye heard the words, he knew that his beloved general had violated the woman's kindness again, and he frowned and said: "Wu Li, the old saying goes, 'The kindness does not control the army, the kindness is difficult for the general', you are always like this, how can you be alone in the future ."

After being reprimanded by the general, Zhong Wuli did not dare to refute, but lowered his head and said in a low voice, "General, the king's edict says that although children of four feet should not be spared, I see that this little demon monk is less than four feet tall, so he is not the same as before. Kill."

Anyone who has read the book a little knows that the 'four feet' in the edict is just a description, and the implied meaning is to be executed.

Hearing that Zhong Wuli, after a life-and-death battle, was still arguing for his kindness, Mo Ye couldn't help but be angry and funny, and when he turned his eyes, he landed on Thirty-Three's body, and wanted to kill him with one palm. Give love a lesson, UU reading www.uukanshu. However, in the firelight, com suddenly saw the jade ornament hanging from Thirty-Three's neck, which was just taken from the dead.

His eyes narrowed slightly, then widened, Mo Ye's complexion changed slightly, and then suddenly stretched out, Chao Zhong Wuli sighed and said: "Although I am upright, I am not a butcher. It is too hurtful.

This little monk has been stealing his life until now. After being captured by you, you have a good heart again, which is considered a bit of luck. Since you don't violate the king's order, let him forgive him. "

After speaking, his eyes turned to Thirty-Three again, and he asked casually, "Little monk, what's your name?"

"Xiao Seng, Xiao Seng doesn't have a name," Thirty-Three stammered with tears in his eyes and a pale face: "Xiao Seng can't remember all the things in the world, including his name, and he doesn't have a Dharma name yet, he just follows Zen..."

Listening to his long-winded answer, Mo Ye thought that Thirty-Three was really too young because of his age, or the means of a demon monk in Daxumi Temple. He only remembered the life of the Buddhist temple, so he waved his hand impatiently and domineeringly and said, "Da Xumi Temple. It's a demonic legal system, you should return to the secular from today, and your name will be called Zhang Huan (polyphonic word, read ring here) and you are born."

Thirty-three wondered why Mo Ye gave herself such a name, but she didn't want to make trouble, so she nodded meekly and acquiesced. "

Afterwards, he saw Mo Ye Chao Zhong Wuli and instructed: "This little monk is only a few years old, if he is left unattended, he will die of starvation. Since I took his life and gave him a name, it is not easy to let him go. It is in the marketplace.

Well, after returning to the camp, if you send him to the 'Tzu Chi Hall' run by the government in Fucheng, you will say that it was sent by me, and the Sitang should treat him kindly. "

"Yes, my lord." Zhong Wuli smiled inexplicably upon hearing this, and answered with a wide-open mouth.