Museum of Demons

The pure Buddha light constantly spilled out of the orb in Wei Yuan's hand. The middle-aged monk saw the fascination. The purity of the Buddha light is far more vast than his master. Only the legendary Arhat King Kong, the true **** of the Dharma can do it. To.

The middle-aged monk couldn't help putting his hands together and muttered to himself:

"The body is like colored glaze, clear inside and outside, clean and unblemished, bright and vast..."

"Amitabha, Amitabha."

Many monks, as long as they can make a sound, all chant together, with different expressions. It is true that some people are pious or even sickly obsessive, and some are at a loss. They just accompany the rest of the brothers and sisters to do this, which is a conformity behavior.

Wei Yuan clasped his five fingers together, constricting the Buddha beads.

Buddha beads can transmit sound for thousands of miles, and can retain some information for the rest of the people. Previously, the middle-aged monk wanted to use the beads to keep Wei Yuan’s appearance. At this moment, it has been ruined by Wei Yuan, and Wei Yuan is in the beads. , I also know why these monks came here.

It seems that there are two monks in his door, one old and one young, carrying Buddha relics.

Arrived at Jiangnan Road not far away, looking for the enemy of Buddha.

But somehow, on the first day of arrival in Yingtianfu, he lost his trace.

The soul was gone, and even the Buddha's treasure relics were lost.

So the first one was furious and sent his disciples to Jiangnan Road. One was to find out the cause of the death of the two monks, and the other was to find the Buddha's treasure relics at all costs and return them to Buddhism. Third, they were also to inherit that. The duty of the two monks continued to search for the enemy who destroyed the Buddha statue in Guanyinyuan in Jiangnan Road.

When they came here, they just ran into Yuanjue.

The two sides have often failed to deal with it in the past, so they subconsciously believe that the disappearance and death of the two monks and the loss of the Buddha's treasure relics are all related to Yuanjue, and they began to investigate secretly.

Wei Yuan buckled the Buddha beads and groaned slightly. It seems that the two Buddhist disciples who had disappeared before brought the relics to find the'enemy of the Buddha', that is, himself, but he did not know who he met and was directly killed by the broken soul. Even the relics were taken away.

Is a master who has hatred with Buddhism?

In the past, Yuanjue had only pure compassion and integrity, and he was not tainted with blood and murderous intent. Moreover, Wei Yuan instinctively believed that even the Buddha and enemies just wanted to bring back to the mountains, teach the principles of Buddhism, and become a monk. Yuanjue did not seem to be for relics. Son and outrageously murderous character.

While thinking about it, Wei Yuan heard the noise, turned his head and saw the middle-aged monk clasped his hands together, his eyes were pious and a little sickly fanatical, and he whispered: "Buddha light is as pure as colored glaze, you...no, you, Are you the reincarnation of my Buddha’s guardian and deity?! Or my Buddhist patriarch descended into the mortal world to slay demons and demons?"

"Amitabha, Amitabha!"

"How lucky is the poor monk to be able to see the true face of the protector!"

When the other monks saw the teacher giving this great gift, one by one followed.

Wei Yuan's eyebrows were unhappy, and he wanted to deny it casually, but he noticed the monks' demeanor, their voices faintly, and thought that Yuanjue said before that all they need to know is the patriarch they think of and the Buddha they think. It doesn't matter what Wei Yuan thinks, these monks who worship the Buddha and gods will only think that their spirituality has not been awakened.

He then thought that the enemies of the Buddha in the eyes of these monks were themselves, and worried that these monks would be detrimental to Yuanjue.

Instead of sending these monks away, it's better to just use the tricks.

Wei Yuan buckled the Buddha beads and said in a flat tone:

"...You, what do you understand?"

The middle-aged monk calmed down, faintly agitated, folded his hands together, and said: "The disciple understands that the disciple has eyes but not knowing the true face of the Dharma protector. I hope my Buddha is merciful, don't blame it, respect the gods and protect the Dharma. The demon monk Yuanjue must have a plan for contact. The disciple didn't know it, and almost disturbed."

"Guilty, sin."

"This time I will definitely inform you the first seat of your birth."

Wei Yuan was noncommittal.

Hearing that the monk said that he wanted to report his own affairs, he said:

"My business is not allowed to be spread out."

The monk was astonished and puzzled, and immediately if he realized something, he said:

"Does the guardian and respecting the gods want to act secretly? Then I don't know what the disciples should do to cooperate with the gods?"

Wei Yuan replied: "What you did in the past, you will do it in the future."

"Still to track Yuanjue, but don't really make a move; still report to the Guanyin Academy as usual, but hide the real gains. As for tracking the real Buddha's enemy, leave it to me. You don't have to make a move."

The middle-aged monk was at a loss, and immediately hesitated instinctively. His suspicion temporarily suppressed his devotion to visit the Buddha and worship God every day. He folded his hands together and asked cautiously:

"... Protector and respect the gods, does this have a profound meaning?"

Because I don't want you to do things.

Because the enemy of the Buddha is me.

Of course you can't say that.

So Wei Yuan released his hand, letting the Buddha beads flow between his fingers, Buddha light shone all over, his pupils were as clear as colored glaze, his expression was peaceful, his eyes lifted slightly, and he said lightly:

"Buddha said, don't say it."

In just five words, I won't mention it any more. The middle-aged monk was surprised, at a loss, and contemplative. Immediately, there was endless joy on his face, and he reverently said:

"That's how it is, that's how it is, the disciple understands."

……What do you unserstand?

Wei Yuan fell silent, with a calm expression, and said, "Let's go."

Numerous monks took the pills to adjust their breath, then bowed, and withdrew one by one. Wei Yuan watched the monks leave. The beads were still emitting light. He looked down and said to himself: "The guardian, the god..."

Judging from the reaction of the Buddha beads to him, it is possible that his true spirit fragments in a certain life were indeed captured by the Sangha, and then changed to do something like protector and respect the gods.

Although reincarnated from generation to generation, the true spirit is essentially the same.

It is also common sense for Buddhist beads, such as dead objects without the ability to discern, to admit mistakes.

Wei Yuan groaned, paying attention to the Buddha beads, and then he clasped his five fingers together.

With a click, the Buddha beads were crushed into powder, and dispersed with the wind.

Wei Yuan didn't think that what he said casually could be kept for too long. Even if the monks just didn't doubt because of their fanaticism, Guanyinyuan and other Buddhist sects would notice the difference, notice the strangeness, and stay at that time. Wearing these beads is trouble and trouble.

Be cautious and not underestimate anyone.

Just now he even thought whether or not to throw the Buddha beads to Wuzhiqi.

Later, it was not appropriate to think about it. This would cause unnecessary troubles, disturb Wuzhiqi, and may greatly reduce the latter’s senses for modern humans, but afterwards, he can make a sentence with Wuzhiqi, if he wants to To play with one, you can also get one for him.

Today, rushing about several things, the sky has gradually dimmed.

Wei Yuan was a little bit tired. Looking at the traffic, thinking that he had to hurry, he thought that he might want to stay near Yingtian Palace for one night and then talk about it. After thinking about it, he decided to go directly to the museum. After all, he said when he left, probably I can go back in one day.

He casually scattered the residual powder of the Buddha beads into the air, watching the Buddha's light disappear.

Suddenly it occurred to the Buddhist scriptures that in the end of the world, let the demons come to wear the robes, let the demons come to chant the Buddhist scriptures, and let the demons come to sit on the lotus platform. The demons are the enemies of the Buddha. , The hidden meaning in the text is interesting.

……………………

Wei Yuan handed over everything here and sent a text message to Yuanjue. He simply told Yuanjue that he encountered a monk sneakily following him and asked Yuanjue to be careful, and then took the evening high-speed train back to Quan City.

I drove a shared bicycle at random and rode towards the museum.

When I arrived at the old street, I operated the exercises several times, until the fierce aura exuded from the shot was suppressed, and then walked back. It was just that I had just started to operate the exercises, and gradually began to feel a little hungry.

He set off near noon in the morning. After arriving, he immediately started lurking, investigating, and taking a series of incidents. Finally, he went to the special operations office with Yuanjue to cooperate with the investigation and made transcripts. He was so busy that he didn’t eat lunch. .

Now it's just past the dinner point.

The Wumen monk's appetite at this stage is quite exaggerated. The consequence of not eating two meals is that Wei Yuan feels that his stomach is filled with lava and sulfuric acid, making his stomach feel faint pain almost because of hunger.

I had known that I should have settled dinner in Yingtian Mansion just now and I would come back.

But that would miss this high-speed train, and the next one will have to wait for three hours. If it is not near the high-speed train station, the food there is too expensive and my appetite is too big to pay.

Wei Yuan looked at the museum that couldn’t be far away. There were no restaurants in the old neighborhood, and with his current appetite, except for the cafeteria, eating out was not worthwhile, so he had to press his abdomen with one hand, speed up his pace, and hurried home. .

There are braised beef at home, fresh shrimp and fish plate, stewed chicken with mushrooms, and shredded pork with snow bamboo shoots.

There are also mixed bigudan, and the special operations team uses compressed biscuits.

No matter what, at least I can handle it.

Push the door open and step forward in a hurry.

As always in the museum, the part belonging to the museum has wooden shelves made of old wood, as well as old collections, shrouded in dim light, as if time is slowing down, black cats sitting on a wooden cabinet, goddess jue Drawing with a black cat as a model.

Wei Yuan walked lightly and took a look.

Ok,

The painting is very good, but it doesn't look like a cat.

Su Yuer was still there, but her classmates had disappeared. Seeing Wei Yuan's sight, Su Yuer softly explained: "Xiang Xue, she woke up for a while, and went to bed again. I asked her to go back to my room."

Wei Yuan knew that the room she was talking about was in the bookstore next door.

Wei Yuan did not take out the bronze cauldron with the descendants of Wushan in front of Jue's eyes. He just signaled to Su Yu'er to wait a while. The feeling of hunger in his stomach was burning with fire. He walked towards the narrow kitchen, originally planning to find the instant noodles and dipped compressed biscuits to deal with it. a bit.

Surprisingly, I saw a piece of broth left on the table, a piece of lotus pond stir-fry, and cooked rice, whose temperature was kept constant by the spell.

Wei Yuan was surprised, could water ghosts still do this?

No, it's impossible.

It has many dishes, such as braised beef, vine pepper chicken soup, spicy beef, and sauerkraut beef, but they are all brewed with water. At most, one intestine and two eggs can be used to fly together. With cola, it is a water ghost cook. The limit of art is also a lineup that can satisfy it.

Wei Yuan took a deep breath and made a gurgling sound in his stomach.

The girl in a light lotus-colored long skirt and white shirt dropped a stroke, exhaled, and said:

"Today, Yu and I tried the dishes of this era and left some dishes for you."

She dipped in paint, lowered her head and used a pen to make a stroke on the canvas, muttering to herself in a low voice:

"I think you visited your old friend~www.wuxiahere.com~ You should have lunch there, but you shouldn’t be embarrassed to come back after dinner at night. If you come back on your way, maybe you haven’t eaten it yet?"

"What do you think of my painting?"

Wei Yuan was very grateful in his heart, and he was not polite, so he dropped his chopsticks directly.

He swallowed the meat, looked up at the girl's painting, and gestured his thumbs, vaguely:

"Perfect!"

The black cat dangled its tail and jumped to the side, leaning over, and then stunned. A pair of pupils contracted and almost turned into vertical pupils. The tail stopped shaking and opened its mouth subconsciously. It looked at Jianshuo like a picture of a pig. He looked at Wei Yuan again, suddenly angry, and slammed his white paws at Wei Yuan.

"Meow? Meow meow?!!!"

PS: The first one today..., three thousand five hundred words.

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