Wusheng fell asleep unknowingly when he was lying on the bed. In his sleep, a big monk was practicing martial arts. He was fat and thin, jumping and jumping, and even posing in some poses of chewing heads, which seemed to be a master of dancing. It was really disgusting. Later, he began to be serious and was really practicing martial arts. It seemed like a set of palm techniques. This posture seemed familiar. By the way, wasn't it the movements in the book I saw during the day?

This dream lasted for a very long time. The monk kept practicing there, squatting and sitting in the front, squatting and sitting. At the beginning, there was a straight figure, lying behind and practicing on his lie down. What's the fucking situation?

When Wusheng woke up, he felt sore all over his body. He got up to wash his face, and his stomach was so hungry that he kept screaming.

The breakfast was still the same. After breakfast, Wusheng found the monk Kongxu.

"Master, I am now growing up. Every day, porridge and steamed buns will be malnourished. Can I improve my food?"

"What do you want to eat?"

“Eat meat.”

"Mencius should be pure in six senses."

"You also saw Uncle Huang yesterday."

"I think of a solution." Kongxu said.

"Thank you, Master."

I felt that there was nothing to do, so Wusheng practiced under the tree. At the beginning, the movements felt very natural, as if I had practiced for a long time before.

"What's going on?" Wusheng was stunned.

Starting the hand, then "Vajra slap the table" with a palm.

The palm was slapped with a whirring sound. He felt that his body's strength seemed to be drained by this palm, and he slapped it out. He was weak and dizzy. He staggered and fell to the ground. After getting up, he gasped.

"The steps are too big, it's easy to pull the egg!"

Before he could come back to his senses, a ghostly voice came from behind him, which scared him so much that he was shocked. When he turned around, he saw that it was the abbot.

"Master."

"The lower body should be stable, the pace should not be too big, the force should be seven points and three points hidden." The abbot gave him some advice, and what he said was quite reasonable, as if he had practiced before.

"Your health is too poor, you need to replenish it." said the abbot.

"Yeah, I think so." Wusheng nodded.

He also wants to eat meat, but the question is where to get the meat.

What surprised him happened. At noon, there was a lot of meat in the porridge, and the tender chicken was very fragrant. Wusheng drank five bowls in a row. During the meal, the abbot and the old monk, his master was empty, and his senior brother Wudou drank very naturally and smoothly, without any guilt about breaking the rules and regulations. Obviously, this is not the first time they have done this.

"Master, where did the chicken come from?"

“Is it delicious?”

“Good.”

"That's enough, don't ask where it comes from." Kongxu said with a smile.

From this day on, for three consecutive days, he drank porridge every time, and there was chicken in the porridge. Wusheng practiced his skills every day, but he could only slapped one palm every day. After one palm, he lost his strength. This made him a little suspicious.

"Is my body too crisp, or is this palm technique too evil?"

On that morning, Wusheng had just finished slapping his palm and was sitting under the tree to rest, a man and an outsider came to the temple, which surprised him. After all, this temple is half a day away from the nearest village, and who would come here in the deep mountains and forests?

Someone came today. The one who came was still a woman, wearing coarse cloth clothes, looked a little thin and very squint, but her face was slightly sallow. This person was not aware of her. It was the first time that they were willing to entertain them for a vegetarian meal - Ning Xiaohong.

"Master Wusheng."

"If you can't afford it, you can't afford it, it's good for the donor." Wusheng hurriedly said after hearing this.

He had just entered Buddhism for several days and had eaten meat for several days, and he was still feeling a little worried.

"Is Master Kongkong here?"

Kongkong, the abbot’s Buddhist name, probably the person who gave him a Buddhist name also wanted to show off his IQ.

"If you don't have any trouble with him?" Wusheng said.

These days, except when eating, I rarely see the abbot. Sometimes he doesn’t come when eating. I don’t know what he is doing.

"Where is Master Hunting?"

"He is here, he should be reading. You wait, I'll call him."

When Wusheng found emptiness, he was indeed reading books in the side palace and was still fascinated.

"Master!" He shouted.

Monk Kongxu was so scared that his body was trembling all over, and he hurriedly took the book into his sleeve.

"Master, last time it was in front of the Buddha, this time it was in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva. You are a monk. Can you feel a little shameful? Next time you change to a reliable place to see it!" Wusheng Dao.

"I've changed the place, what's the matter with me?" Kongxu stood up and said.

"Ning Xiaohong is here, she is looking for you."

"Oh, there is a pilgrimage coming, it's rare, it's rare." After hearing this, Monk Kongxu was happy and hurried to the hall.

The two of them felt that Ning Xiaohong was burning incense to the Buddha when she was in the hall, and she was very respectful, worshiping and kowtowing. Wusheng stared at the incense in the incense burner, and didn't know where the spare money came from to buy incense when he couldn't even eat enough.

"master."

"Donor, are you asking me for something?"

"If you have something to do, I would like to ask the master for help." Ning Xiaohong said.

Then she explained her purpose. Four days ago, a man died in Ningjia Village at the foot of the mountain and drowned in a small river outside the village. According to the customs of the village, he had to be kept in the vigil for three days before he could be buried. However, many strange things happened in the three days. At night, the eyes of the dead would suddenly open. The wind in the mourning hall was gushing and the bone-broken chill. The family members of the vigil said that they heard the deceased calling him and saw his figure. As a result, the wife and children who were keeping the vigil were ill, cold and in a daze.

The dead were not buried yet, but the living fell ill. The relatives of this family hurriedly invited a doctor from outside, and the medicine was not effective. The old man in the village said that there were ghosts and he had to find someone who could use magic to exorcise ghosts. After thinking about it, the only one who was closest to Lanruo Temple was the only one who was closest to Lanruo Temple. The people in the village themselves didn't like Lanruo Temple, and were afraid that they would not be able to come down the mountain, so they asked Ning Xiaohong, who had a good relationship with Lanruo Temple, to invite them down the mountain.

"Drowned, in the river?"

After hearing Ning Xiaohong's words, the first thing Wusheng thought of was the woman in green who was rowing bamboo rows in the river that he saw that day.

"Can it be related to her?"

"Please go down the mountain to help." Ning Xiaohong said.

"We have no choice but to go up the mountain to ask for it." Monk Kongxu said. "Let's wait a moment, we prepare and go down the mountain immediately."

"Wusheng, come down the mountain with me." He turned around and met Wusheng's path.

"Don't go." Wusheng shook his head immediately.

What a joke? After hearing what I said just now, there are probably ghosts. These individuals in this temple are of a certain level and other aspects. He knows clearly about the practice of Buddhism. In a few days, one has been ecstatic all day long, one has read books that are not suitable for children every day, and the other has been daydreaming about life. He has never seen anyone burning incense and worshiping Buddha, nor has he heard a Buddhist scripture after the New Year. At this level, he has gone down the mountain to drive away ghosts and devils. He is definitely giving away heads, which is no different from dying.
Chapter completed!