Fang Ming showed a bright smile. Good mood is always easy to be contagious. He smiled for a while and said, "I want to ask my uncle to meet our ascetic lineage, but I don't know..."
Chen Yi was in high spirits and said without hesitation: "Okay, let's go, on behalf of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, I will visit his disciples and grandchildren."
Si You and Zhuang Duan are indeed capable, and the private army was arranged in an orderly manner by them, so Chen Yi just said hello to them and was not worried at all. Chen Yibi likes this feeling of losing the hands of the boss, free and unrestrained.
, and at the same time, it does not restrict people. The private army has nothing to say about Chen Yi. Chen Yi is very powerful and is exactly what they like.
Chen Yi even felt a little abandoned, which made him feel so melancholy. But Chen Yi knew that he might not necessarily like being held back completely. Speaking of which, he might be more adaptable to the kind of lone man.
Life. This private army is in this way, but it is in line with his personality. It is exactly the same as the saying that it is not a family, but not a family.
So Chen Yi and Fang Ming left all the way without even looking back.
Fang Ming walked slowly in front of him, his posture was rigorous, without saying a word, his back was straight, without any drag. His broken monk's robe was close to his body, and there was no chaos at all.
Chen Yi is familiar with walking, but Chen Yi is very lazy when walking. Even when he came out of Chang'an and traveled through mountains and rivers, he was lazy because he always had a concept that only by resting well can he go long.
So at the beginning, Chen Yi didn't feel anything, but the more he walked, the more Chen Yi felt that Fang Ming was really tired when walking. Not only did he walk, but he also made the people who saw him tired and tired.
Chen Yi finally couldn't bear it, so he sighed quietly and said, "Mr. Nephew, I can see that it's really appropriate to get the name of your ascetic monk. Your life is really hard."
Fang Ming exclaimed, but slowed down and walked side by side with Chen Yi. He turned his head and asked, "Mr. Uncle Master said this, which makes me feel very relieved. Ascetic monks and ascetic monks will suffer. But Uncle Master,
Why did you suddenly remember this?”
"It's not that much, I suddenly remembered Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. You look at him very seriously..."
"Uncle Master was joking, why compare me with Master, Master is the bright moon in the sky."
"You know the moon, it's not bad."
"Of course, I think back then..."
"What happened back then?"
Monk Fang Ming shut up and shook his head without saying a word.
Chen Yi shook his head and sneered, and asked evilly: "I'll tell you, "Do you dare to say "The Old Bald Donkey of Ksitigarbha?"
Fang Ming's face seemed to be cold, his eyes were wide open, and he was so scared by Chen Yi's words that he was trembling and speechless: "Uncle Master said... what he said, how... how... cursed
Master?"
"I dare, this old bald donkey should not only be scolded, but also be beaten." Chen Yi added a little oil to the fire.
Fang Ming became even more anxious, his face flushed, and he shouted: "Uncle Master... Stop it."
Chen Yi laughed: "The old bald donkey left you here to suffer. You are all suffering like this, why can't you scold me?"
Fang Ming then realized that the uncle was pitying himself, so he was angry with his master. He calmed down a little and said slowly: "Master took me to the door of practice. We are ready to go to the beginning, and Master
The old man is also suffering. He vowed not to save all the ghosts and would never become a Buddha. What a great suffering. Compared to him, what is our suffering?”
"That's not OK. No matter how hard it is, this whole good dress is OK, right?"
"Uncle Master, there is no cloth in this ghost world. Any cloth has been taken away by the Ten Hell Palaces."[
"Hmph, there is another reason to go through these ten halls of hares."
"Amitabha"
Chen Yi scolded Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva all the way, and finally made Monk Fang Ming stop talking. He was no longer lonely along the way. He was pitiful to the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who was persuaded by the monkey head, a pair of
The ears may be so popular that Chen Yi was thinking about. While Monk Fang Ming was talking, he wanted to come here early so that the uncle whom he picked him shut up. However, Chen Yi had not yet recovered from his Buddha body, but he had to walk slowly.
It’s easy to recover from injuries. So Monk Fang Ming regrets it very much.
This ghost world is flat and desolate. As long as you walk in one direction, and this direction is correct, you can always walk wherever you want to go.
Chen Yi also secretly imagined in his heart how bad the place where the ascetics lived was, but when he saw about a dozen ascetics, he was still shocked.
Where can I live? It is a place that is sunken on the flat stone without any obstruction. More than a dozen ascetic monks worked cross-legged on the ground, dressed up in the sky, kept their mouths caring, and were doing the practice. No exception
The clothes on these ascetic monks were ragged, each with pale face and thin skin, and almost no flesh on their faces.
Chen Yi couldn't help but fold his hands together and said, "Amitabha."
The ascetic monks were awakened by Chen Yi's Buddha's name and opened their eyes one after another. It seemed like a light flashing in the darkness. The light had no substance and did not illuminate the night sky, but the light was actually there.
Shining in people's hearts. It is a spiritual light. Ascetic monks have been practicing hard for a hundred years, and their minds have been interconnected. Compared with the solidity of these people's thoughts, they are simply thundering in the sound of sound.
Chen Yi felt that this light almost illuminated his entire sea of consciousness, but the light seemed to have no hostility and disappeared in a flash.
Then the ascetic monks shouted in unison: "Hello uncle!"
Chen Yi was startled, just like a teacher who was on the podium for the first time. The student greeted him, but he was at a loss. Fortunately, Fang Ming whispered from the side: "Uncle Master, this is my ascetic lineage, and there are thirteen people in total.
I also ask Uncle Master to lead us out of the darkness.”
Chen Yi coughed lightly, and his mind changed sharply. These thirteen people had the same mind. Judging from their performance just now, if they were against the enemy, they would be sharper. This Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva could be well trained. Then he
Then he said, "The old bald donkey of Ksitigarbha is nothing."
Fang Ming shook his head and smiled bitterly, but the twelve ascetic monks raised their heads angrily and stared at this uncle who came from somewhere.
Chen Yi sneered: "Don't look at me, I will scold you even if you look at me, Ksitigarbha's old bald donkey."
A pure Buddha intention condensed on the heads of the twelve people. Fang Ming didn't even have time to stop it. The Buddha intention attacked Chen Yi, and Chen Yi's words were forced back.
The Tianle Stone sighed slightly, and the white soft light quickly covered Chen Yi's entire province, and the Buddha's will and the sky's tears met, but the sound was dissolved by Tianle Sword. Chen Yi felt that there seemed to be much in his body.
Something happened.
On the heads of the twelve people, the Buddha's will was gathering again, and he was about to launch a more fierce attack. Fang Ming finally had time to stop him. He and the twelve people understood each other, but just passed on a thought. Wait a minute, and listen to what the uncle was doing.
explain.
Tianle Stone said in Chen Yi's heart: "This Buddhist idea seems to be of some benefit to you. If you ask them to do it a few more times, you may recover."
Chen Yi cursed inwardly, this unreliable sky tears stone was not right to stand still and let someone fight, but he was still silent on this side and said to the gang of ascetic monks: "King of Ksitigarbha will bring you."
Throw it here and see how hard they all became. I really can't stand it anymore. So I scolded Ksitigarbha King, if he was here, I would beat him."
The monks' expressions moved slightly, but the hostility disappeared.
Tian Leishi shouted in his heart: "Idiots, idiots, how good it is to let them fight, won't you recover!"
It’s not that Chen Yi doesn’t want to restore his Buddhist body, but he doesn’t want to use tricks to deceive these ascetic monks. To be honest, he vaguely feels that he has fallen in love with these thirteen monks with ideals, beliefs, persistence and responsibility, although they are ragged
, with pale face and thin skin, but they have a spiritual temperament that no one dares to ignore. Chen Yi likes such people. Such people can only respect but not deceive.
Chen Yi said loudly: "I like you guys, so I don't think you will suffer. Why do you want to let good people suffer? Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was wrong, and good people should be rewarded. I swear here, I want to take care of them.
Take you and find the happiness that should belong to you."
At that moment, Chen Yi was moved and the innocence that had been hidden in his heart for a long time was inspired by these ascetic monks. Sometimes people need this innocence to control themselves without losing their direction, right?