The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Song Ergou ’s house is not that big. He walked out of the corridor, just outside. After walking seven or eight steps, the youngest found that the light faded, the darkness struck, and various shouts were heard. Then someone came over and hugged. He cried, someone wanted to take away the father in his arms.

At this moment, he finally came back and shouted, "Don't touch my dad!"

Then he looked at him for a while, and the third child passed out on the spot.

However, although the man was unconscious, his hands were like iron clamps, holding the old man in his arms tightly. It took a long time for everyone to get the old man out of the bosom of the third and settle it in someone else's home.

The third child was taken aside by the rushed doctor, and the third child's clothes were stripped and checked, and everyone immediately stopped!

"How is this possible?" A group of doctors stared at the young man's intact body suddenly!

Song Xianhe on the side also choked, so big a fire, let alone a person, the elephant rushed in and burned all over. The third child is intact? how can that be?

After the doctors examined the bodies of the third and the elderly, and determined that the third was okay, they all dispersed in the pretense, leaving Song Xian and a person sitting in the room to take care of the third and his father.

Song Xianhe was sitting there, looking at the third child on one side and the father on the other side, rubbing his head with both hands and muttering, "What the **** is this? Is it the second child?"

"Amitabha Buddha!" ​​Just then, a Buddhist horn sounded behind him.

When Song Xianhe heard it, he suddenly got up and saw that it was Founder. He was relieved and nodded slightly: "It was the Founder abbot, please sit down."

Founder nodded and said, "The donor, the poor monk is here to treat Ling Zun. Is it convenient now?"

I heard that Fang was here to treat his father, Song Xian and his face suddenly happily happily, and said quickly: "Of course, there is labor abbot."

Fang Zheng nodded slightly, walked to the old man, and then said, "The donor goes out first. When the poor monk is treating the sick, he doesn't like anyone watching from the side."

Song Xianhe was a little hesitant, but stepped back.

As soon as Song Xianhe left, Founder also started to operate. The old man's physical condition was very complicated. He seemed to have suffered a severe blow and injured his head, causing him to fall into a coma, like a vegetable. For many doctors, this is definitely a difficult problem. But for the Founder, it is not difficult.

Founder gathers gas into a needle, this time is different from the usual direct acupuncture with a needle, but presses one's back with one hand on the neck of the old man, introduces the body's air into the old man's body, and then flows along the blood vessels to the old man's brain Blood clots. The Founder held his breath, gathered his breath into needles, and penetrated the blocked place all at once! Disperse the air with your hand, merge into the blood vessel wall, repair and moisturize the blood vessel wall that has not been bleeding for a long time, and then continue to move forward.

There were three blockages in the head of the old man. It took the Founder about three hours to open all three blockages, and he warmed up the old man's blood vessels with the Buddha medicine aura for a while, and made sure that everything was OK This is how to recover the Buddha medicine aura.

After doing all this, Founder nodded slightly and turned to leave.

Seeing Founder coming out, Song Xianhe immediately gathered up and asked, "Master, my dad?"

Founder laughed: "Of course I will wake up tomorrow."

When Song Xianhe heard it, his heart suddenly exulted, and then he got serious and bowed to the Founder, and at the same time he said, "Fang Zheng abbot, no gratitude, but the master told me in the future, our brothers, don't give up! "

Fang Zheng heard the words and smiled slightly. He patted Song Xianhe's shoulder and said, "If the donor is really interested, he may look back."

Song Xianhe stunned, and he didn't understand what Founder said.

Founder shook his head, slowly left, and walked side by side: "The endless sea of ​​bitterness is back to the shore, and the donor is on his way to hell. Whether to turn back or not, just a moment."

Song Xianhe trembled when he heard it! Open your mouth to say something, but finally hold back. But there was still some confusion in the heart: "What exactly does this monk know?"

The thought of Founder knowing about the opera and others, his heart sank all at once. Didn't Founder know everything? But how is this possible?

Back in the room, Song Xianhe's father hadn't woken up yet, but the youngest man woke up first. When he woke up, he waved his arms and shouted, "Don't touch my dad! Let me die!"

Song Xianhe quickly held him down so as not to wake his father up and shouted the name of the third child two times before the third child woke up.

The oldest three saw Song Xianhe, and looked around, and then looked at the intact father lying on his back. His mouth was cracked and he smiled, "It turned out to be a dream ... Brother, I just dreamed, the house on fire……"

Boom!

Song Xianhe raised his hand and gave him a violent shudder, glancing at him: "Dream dream! You just dumped me out and forgot my down jacket? Forget it, it's good, the elder brother doesn't listen It's up! "

When the third child heard it, she trembled and said nervously, "Not a dream?"

"Crap!" Song Xianhe reprimanded.

The third child hurriedly lowered his head to examine his body, especially the big one of His Majesty, and found that all the parts were complete, then he grinned, "This ... how is this possible?"

"It's really weird, to be honest, what did you do in the fire? Why didn't a single hair burn?" Song Xianhe asked.

The third child was also blank, but immediately returned to God and shouted, "I met the Buddha!"

Boom!

Song Xianhe almost didn't want to, raising his hand was a trembling! Reprimanded: "Don't talk nonsense!"

The old three said in a grievance: "Brother, I really met the Buddha! I was almost burned to death, and it felt like I couldn't get out. As a result, the flames suddenly separated and the Buddha came in from the flame. Then the Buddha asked After asking me a few questions, I was brought out. Otherwise, I am not a god, how could there be no injuries at all? Hehehe ... There are really no injuries. I thought this time my big guy would also become Baked eggs are not working anymore, hehe ... "

The old three looks at his majestic guy ...

Song Xian gave him a blank look and fell into meditation. His brother, he knows too well, the third child will not lie to him. He said that when he saw the Buddha, that 80% ... no matter whether it was absurd or not, but this seemed to be the only reason that could explain it!

Song Xianhe then asked the third child about the details of the Buddha. It was seamless and the answer was perfect. Such a perfect lie. Song Xianhe believed that he could not think of it with his third head! The only answer is that this is true!

But how is this possible?

Then I asked about the more specific appearance of the Buddha. With this question, Song Xianhe's nerves jumped up and called, "How does this Buddha look like Fang Zheng?"