Huikong felt troubled for a moment when he looked at this beautiful woman with a miserable face.
Buddhism is not without women.
For example, the Guanyin Temple of Western Buddhism and the Emei Sect will accept female disciples.
But the problem is that Huikong, the Shaolin Temple, is all men.
I have never accepted any female disciples.
He didn't dare to set this precedent easily.
For fear of causing some unnecessary trouble.
However, Huikong did not refuse directly, but looked at this delicate woman with concern.
"Girl donor, why do you want to become a monk?"
There was a deep despair on the face of the delicate woman.
Her eyes, which were originally very beautiful, were without luster at this moment, as if she had completely given up on her life.
"The little girl's name is Song Rou'er. She was born with a hard life. She killed her parents when she was young. She was adopted by her adoptive mother when she was seven years old. However, less than two years later, my adoptive mother was also killed by me."
"When I was ten years old, I was finally accepted as a disciple of Linghui Sect. However, three years later, civil strife broke out in the sect. The leader died suddenly, the elders were separated, and Linghui Sect disappeared."
"When I was fourteen years old, I was defeated by a master. As a result, the day after I became a master, Master Bai went crazy because of a mistake in his practice and died on the spot."
Hearing this, Huikong's expression also changed.
Oh My God.
This really means that you will die wherever you go.
A bit too evil.
"Later, I didn't want to cause innocent people to suffer anymore, so I hid in the mountains. Unexpectedly, a wildfire suddenly broke out in the mountains, so that all the birds and animals in the mountains were burned to death, including several farmhouses down the mountain.
They were also severely implicated.”
"I have been wandering around for several years, and innocent people have been killed by me all the time. I really have no choice."
When Song Rou'er said this, she kowtowed deeply to Huikong.
"I just want to become a monk and leave the mortal world behind, and always be with the Buddha."
"Please master, please help me!"
Huikong frowned.
Xu Hai and Xu Zhu on the side also had tangled expressions.
< br> Song Rouer’s life experience is indeed pitiful.
Almost everyone involved is dead.
No one would be able to withstand such a blow.
It's no wonder that Song Rou'er is so young and wants to become a monk.
"Master, why not accept this poor girl?"
Xu Zhu said with some sympathy.
Huikong sighed, "But there are no women in my Shaolin Temple."
Xu Zhu pointed at Song Rou'er, "If she enters the Shaolin Temple, she will be the first female disciple of my Shaolin Temple."
Song Rou'er also quickly begged, "Little girl, I have nothing to ask for, I just want to spend my remaining days in the temple."
Huikong hesitated for a while.
Only then did he finally agree.
"Okay, but you don't need to be tonsured for the time being. I'll write a letter and let the monks and nuns from the Western Buddhism come here. Then you can go back to the monks and nuns. This will be appropriate."
Song Rou'er was overjoyed, "Thank you so much, Master!"
Huikong waved his hand, "Get up."
Song Rouer stood up.
"These are the monks of our temple, Xu Hai and Xu Zhu."
Huikong introduced.
"Amitabha."
Xu Hai, Xu Zhu and his son both saluted Song Rou'er.
Song Rou'er returned the gift with her hands clasped together.
suddenly.
Suddenly a tile on the roof fell down.
There was a snap.
It hit Xu Hai directly on the head.
It confused several people on the spot.
Xu Hai touched his head. Although he was fine, he was still a little dizzy after being hit suddenly.
"Xu Hai, are you okay?"
Huikong said in surprise.
"master,
I'm fine."
Xu Hai looked puzzled, "I just don't know why, when this tile fell, I couldn't react."
Not just him.
Neither Huikong nor Xu Zhu reacted.
It stands to reason that with their cultivation level, it is just an ordinary tile, how could they not avoid it.
It's really strange.
Song Rou'er started to speak but stopped, with a worried look on her face.
The little accident did not make Huikong and the other two people pay too much attention. ??
Song Rou'er just stayed in the Shaolin Temple, eating fast and chanting Buddha's name with Xu Hai and Xu Zhu every day.
It was quite peaceful.
Only a few days passed.
An accident happened.
One day Xu Zhu went out to sweep the floor with a broom, but for some reason, he fainted in front of the temple.
If someone from other temples hadn't discovered it and notified Huikong in time, Xu Zhu would not have known how long he would have had to lie down.
Huikong checked Xu Zhu and found that Xu Zhu's body had become very fragile and his internal organs were failing.
This shocked Huikong and Xuhai.
Huikong turned Xu Zhu over and over to check, but couldn't find out the reason.
But in order to save Xu Zhu's life, he still tried his best to treat him.
The third day when Xu Zhu fell ill.
A fire suddenly broke out in the backyard Buddhist hall of Shaolin Temple.
Fortunately, Xu Hai discovered it in time and put out the fire.
Otherwise, this fire is enough to burn down the entire Buddhist temple.
Two days later, Xu Zhu's condition did not improve, but strange things happened one after another in the Shaolin Temple.
First of all, the golden statue of Buddha in the main hall suddenly fell down at night.
Huikong was so shocked that he got up overnight to check.
Several more flying birds landed in front of the Shaolin Temple for no reason, creating a stench.
In the backyard, many snakes, insects, rats, and ants also crawled out, but they all died in an instant.
All signs , are all explaining this one thing.
Something happened at the Shaolin Temple stall.
And it's still a big deal.
Huikong couldn't hold himself any longer.
Seeing that Xu Zhu was getting weaker day by day and everyone in the Shaolin Temple was getting nervous, he immediately found Song Rou'er.
Song Rou'er didn't have anything wrong at all.
But it can be seen that she seems to have realized something.
"Female donor, are you hiding something from this poor monk?"
Huikong asked very seriously.
"No, no."
Song Rouer shook her head with some guilt.
"Female donor, you have also seen the situation of my Shaolin Temple these days. If you don't tell the truth, I'm afraid my Shaolin Temple will be implicated by you."
Huikong said sternly.
Song Rouer's eyes already filled with tears.
"me"
"Actually, I am born with a body of disaster."
As soon as these words came out, Huikong was startled for a moment.
Then he was shocked and turned pale.
He jumped up suddenly and almost jumped to the roof.
"Go quickly! Leave the Shaolin Temple quickly!"
Huikong, who had always been calm and peaceful, was like a mouse seeing a cat, eager to drive Song Rou'er away.
Song Rouer knelt on the ground and burst into tears, "Master, I have nowhere to go!"
Huikong also wanted to kneel down for her.
My aunt, you are a body of disaster that can kill people.
Even if my Shaolin Temple is blessed by the Buddha, it cannot withstand the disasters caused by your body of disaster.
The body of misfortune is a special physique with great terror in ancient legends.
People with this physique will encounter disasters one after another wherever they go. People close to them will not die well, and people related to them will also die one after another.