After Master Dharmajie finished admonishing the ghosts and Buddhas, he bowed deeply to everyone in the small courtyard.
"Namo Amitabha."
"From now on, as a junior fellow apprentice of a poor monk, I will ask all the donors."
Everyone stood up and returned the greeting.
"You're welcome, Master."
The great monk Dharmajie, under the gaze of everyone, turned into little golden lights and flew towards the west.
Ghosts and Buddhas kept kowtowing without a face.
"Namo Amitabha."
"Junior brother congratulates senior brother for being crowned with great happiness!"
A gust of wind blew by, and the bones on the ground disappeared with the wind.
The ghost Buddha who keeps kowtowing is also flashing in the wind.
Until he turned into a little monk of only five or six years old, with a delicate face and closed eyes, Wu Xin.
However, at this time, he no longer had the majestic appearance of the great monk.
Instead, he was like the kid next door, slightly nervous and shy.
Wu Xin got up from the ground, as if he had forgotten everything before, tightly holding on to the corner of Hua Jiunan's clothes and refusing to let go.
This change immediately aroused Chen Daji's damn curiosity.
He walked softly to the young monk.
"Please, please, are you the bald brother?"
The young monk Wu Xin ignored him, but subconsciously moved away from him, getting closer to Hua Jiu Nan.
Seeing this, Chen Daji scratched his head and asked his deaf mother-in-law.
"Grandma, the bald brother has returned to his old age..."
The deaf mother-in-law did not expect such a change, so she waved to Wu Xin kindly.
"Little guy, come here, come to the old lady and let me take a look."
Wu Xin hesitated for a moment.
Although he closed his eyes tightly, he raised his head and looked at Hua Jiunan.
Hua Jiunan had already vaguely guessed it and spoke to Wu Xin.
"Grandma is calling you, why don't you go quickly."
Wuxin then walked gently to the deaf mother-in-law, stretched out her pink hands and clasped them together.
"Namo Amitabha, the young monk has no intention of paying homage to grandma."
When people get older, they don’t see such cute and well-behaved children.
So the deaf mother-in-law hugged Wu Xin and loved her like a beloved baby.
He also took out all the delicacies that Chen Fuxiao usually served and stuffed them all into Wuxin.
"Good boy, eat."
"I'll give you whatever delicious food I have in the future."
Wu Xin "looked" at Hua Jiu Di again.
After seeing him nod, Wu Xin carefully opened a pack of vegetarian food and started eating it bit by bit.
Her rosy little face was full of happiness.
Grandma Mai saw that Wu Xin was cute and walked over with a smile.
After looking up and down, he let out an exclamation.
"He! Him! Him!"
"This kid actually ate it!"
"Ghost fairy?!!!"
After being reminded by Lao Mai, people in the small courtyard noticed something strange:
The little monk Wuxin is not enjoying the tribute like a ghost, he is just smelling it.
Instead, eat the food like ordinary people!
Wu Xin seemed a little scared under the gaze of everyone.
He gently put down the food in his hand, his red face full of confusion.
Seeing his appearance, the deaf mother-in-law naturally felt distressed for a while, so she quickly picked him up, put him on her lap and comforted him softly.
"Good boy, be good, eat, eat, no one will tell you anything."
Chen Daji peeked curiously at Wu Xin, and at the same time asked Hua Jiu Nan softly.
"Boss, what is a ghost fairy?"
Hua Jiunan thought for a moment before answering.
""Zhonglu Chuan Dao Collection" says: "The ghost immortal is one of the five immortals. He is detached in the shadows, the idol is unknown, the ghost gate has no surname, and the three mountains have no name."
"Although you do not enter reincarnation, it is difficult to return to Peng Ying. In the end, you will have nowhere to go. You will just be reincarnated."
"Those who practice Buddhism do not understand the great truth, but want to achieve it quickly, and their appearance is like a gaunt tree. Their hearts are like purple ashes, their spiritual consciousness is guarded within, and their determination is unwavering."
"The Yin spirit that emerges from concentration is a ghost with a clear spirit, not an immortal with pure Yang. Because of its one will, the Yin spirit does not disperse, so it is called a ghost immortal."
"Represented by Tieguai Li."
Chen Daji became even more confused after hearing this.
"Boss, can you please say something I can understand..."
Hua Jiunan chuckled and stopped teasing him.
"Ghost fairies are also called "spirit ghosts"."
"The five Taoist immortals are: ghost immortals, human immortals, earth immortals, gods and heavenly immortals."
"Actually, it's not just Taoism, but Buddhism is also divided in this way."
"Have you read Journey to the West?"
Chen Daji nodded repeatedly.
"Yeah, yeah, I watched the TV series, I saw it was cute!"
"The monkeys there are so overbearing."
"Carrying a big iron stick, you can hit whoever you want!"
Hua Jiu sounded funny and continued to explain.
"Chapter 58 of "Journey to the West": Two minds confuse the universe, and it is difficult for one body to achieve true annihilation. There is a record in that chapter..."
When it came to this, Hua Jiu was afraid that Chen Daji wouldn't understand, so he changed his explanation.
"It's the real and fake Monkey King episode."
"Tathagata Buddha once said to Master Guanyin: There are five immortals in the universe, which are gods, humans and ghosts in heaven and earth."
"There are five insects, which are insects with scales and feathers."
"...there are four more monkeys in the world, who do not fall into the ten categories..."
When Hua Jiunan mentioned Tathagata Buddha, Chen Daji had another problem.
"Boss, has Tathagata Buddha really turned into a big mouse?!"
Hua Jiunan frowned slightly.
"Who did you listen to for such a ridiculous thing?"
Chen Daji scratched his head.
"I saw it in a novel."
"Taoist Duobao is actually a treasure-hunting rat, and he was 'turned into a Buddha' by Lao Tzu..."
Before Chen Daji could finish speaking, Hua Jiunan quickly interrupted him.
"You kid, can you please stop trusting those stinky novel writers!"
"'Turning a tiger into a Buddha' is not this explanation..."
However, before Hua Jiunan could finish speaking, a dark wind suddenly blew in the small courtyard.
The temperature dropped suddenly.
Zhao Fei, who had no spiritual practice, was so cold that his eyebrows froze in an instant.
I saw that the innocent and cute little monk Wuxin had begun to flash:
Quickly switching between the two images of ghost, Buddha and Wuxin.
He seemed to be trying his best to endure it, and spoke to Chen Daji word by word.
"Donor! Don't insult my Buddha!"
Seeing this, Hua Jiunan hurriedly stepped forward and raised his hand to touch his eyebrows.
Use the Liujia secret blessing in "Baopuzi Neipian".
"Those who are about to fight, all move forward in groups!"
"Wuxin, if you don't wake up soon, do you want to return to the endless sea of misery?!!!"
Chen Daji also quickly gave in.
"Bald brother, don't be angry. I was wrong. Isn't it okay that I was wrong?"
"I will never believe the nonsense of those stinky novel writers again!"