White Bone Monkey King Chapter 177 The storm is about to come, the wind is filling the building, and the dark clouds are pressing down on the city to destroy it (5k big chapter, please vote for me, please subscribe)
Chapter 177 The storm is about to come, the wind is filling the building, and the dark clouds are pressing down on the city to destroy it (5k big chapter, please vote for me, please subscribe)
"Taoist Master Jin'an."
"Daozhang Chen."
"The sword-cutting donor."
"This poor monk came to watch at night and chatted. Didn't he disturb the rest of the Taoist priests?"
Master Shanneng put his palms together, with a kind smile on his kind face, and saluted one by one.
Jin An was stunned for a few breaths.
Only then did he react.
"Master Shanneng is so polite. You are the respected monk Sakyamuni, so you are naturally most welcome."
Jin An turned aside to make way for Master Shanneng.
"Master Shanneng, have you had your dinner?"
"It just so happens that the little brother and the old Taoist have just come back from outside and haven't had time to have dinner yet. Master Shanneng will have dinner in the temple tonight."
"I'm going to go to the kitchen to start a fire and cook."
The old Taoist priest who always believed that Buddha was his enemy changed his normal behavior this time and spoke warmly and politely to Master Shanneng.
Master Shanneng clasped his hands and chanted a Buddhist chant: "Namo Amitabha, Master Chen is too polite. The poor monk is not hungry yet. How can I bother Master Chen to run around and work for a worthless old monk like me..."
"
The old Taoist priest said enthusiastically: "You're welcome, not at all."
"Master Shanneng, please talk to your little brother first. I will prepare dinner soon and call Master Shanneng. Master Shanneng, you have taken it orally tonight. If you can taste the master, I will show off my skills in person. I am the best master
The specialty is spicy tofu and ground three delicacies, all of which are vegetarian."
After finishing speaking, the old Taoist priest turned around and walked toward the kitchen. As he walked, he enthusiastically shouted to Master Shanneng that dinner would be ready soon. You must stay in the temple to have dinner.
Half a month ago in Lingqian Township.
Jin An, the old Taoist priest, and Master Shanneng spent several days and nights doing rituals for the unborn fetuses.
The relationship between these two people is not unfamiliar.
The old Taoist priest and Master Shanneng have long been familiar with each other.
"Xie Jian, go and help Lao Dao. He will be busy washing rice, washing vegetables, and making fire to cook dinner for so many people." Jin An shouted to Xi Jian.
"Okay, Master." Xiajian nodded.
After watching the sharp sword and turning to leave, Jin An saw that Master Shanneng still wanted to speak. He laughed and said: "Master Shanneng, you don't need to be too polite to us. In Lingqian Township, we are all sharing life and death, so we can walk together.
You have done religious rituals to save the souls of the dead, and your compassion and magnanimity have already convinced a few of us, so it is natural for you to have dinner with us."
"Master Shanneng, don't be polite anymore."
As he spoke, Jin An invited Master Shanneng into the Taoist temple: "Master Shanneng, please don't stand outside. The wind is strong at night. Go inside the Taoist temple and drink some warm tea to warm yourself."
"Then let's talk about Taoist Jin'an and the Five Zang Taoist Temple tonight." Master Shanneng said kindly and kindly, then he stepped up and entered the Taoist temple after dark.
Jin An stayed behind and closed the door.
At this time, outside the Taoist temple, the whole world had fallen into the night, the sky was completely dark, and the road was dim under the moonlight. When Master Shanneng came to the Wu Zang Taoist Temple, he did not have a torch or lantern in his hand.
The darkness does not affect Master Shanneng's travels at all.
Master Shanneng is an accomplished monk of Bailong Temple.
Thinking about it, this darkness has little impact on Master Shanneng.
With Jin An's current strength, he can barely achieve night vision.
Bang.
The door of the Taoist temple was closed, and Jin An, holding a lantern in his hand, led the way, taking Master Shanneng all the way to the private backyard.
Along the way, Master Shanneng passed by the main hall that had not yet been renovated, and Master Shanneng praised it without hesitation.
Looking at the Taoist temple that had not yet been expanded, Master Shanneng suddenly felt emotional: "The poor monk was sent to the temple by his parents to become a monk since he was a child. At that time, the poor monk did not understand what Buddha is and what the world is like.
In the vast sea, I only know that I can have enough food when I enter the temple, so I have paid homage to the Buddha since I was a child, wiped the lamp oil in front of the Buddha's seat, and guarded the incense for the Buddha... I work hard every day, from a little novice to a little monk and a little donor.
To big."
"The poor monk at that time was by nature dull. Others could understand a passage of scripture three times a day, but the poor monk could not understand the truth in ten and a half months. Therefore, the poor monk had been slow to enlighten since he was a child and did not understand what Buddhism is and what Buddhist principles are.
, what is Buddha nature, and I don’t understand why people in the world like to kneel down to worship the Buddha. I only know that my parents can’t support me, so I can only stay in the temple to avoid starving to death on the streets.”
"So, I have to work harder and sweat harder than other novices and monks. I can only chant sutras and worship the Buddha day and night. While others copy the sutras once a day, I copy the sutras three times, five times, and three times.
After more than ten years of studying scriptures, I even memorized the catalog of scriptures in the Bailong Temple Pavilion and sorted out the meanings of the scriptures in the Bailong Temple Pavilion again, so that future generations can better search for Buddhist scriptures; I try my best to wipe the front of the Buddha's seat every day
It is spotless; the lamp oil in front of the Buddha's seat and the incense are never cut off for a moment. I change the incense and candles for the Buddha every hour to keep peace and tranquility for the Buddha..."
"Thanks to me having a good master, my master interceded for me several times in front of the abbot, so even though I have reached the age of weak crown, and have never had a relationship with the Buddha, I am still left by the abbot in the temple, so that I can have peace of mind.
He has been copying scriptures for more than thirty years. Every time he thinks of his mentor and abbot, the poor monk will feel grateful."
"Finally, diligence can make up for weakness. At the age of forty, the poor monk suddenly became enlightened overnight. He began to learn the essentials of the sutras in the Sutra Pavilion without a teacher. The ten major Buddhist sutras, the ten major Prajna Sutras, and the Four Agama Sutras. The poor monk burned oil in front of the Buddha's seat.
I realize the compassion of my Buddha, the Two-legged One of Blessing and Wisdom. If you see me with my form and pray to me with my voice, you will be practicing evil ways and will not be able to see the Tathagata..."
Jin An led the way and listened quietly to Master Shanneng's memories. When people get old, it is easiest to recall the past.
At this time, the two happened to pass by Ye Yin Pavilion.
The original intention of Jin'an to build this Yeyin Pavilion was just like the two plaques hanging on the pavilion——
The small one hides in the mountains, the big one hides in the city.
Relying on the quiet retreat in the mountains and forests, immersing yourself in a paradise that is independent from the world, and falsely claiming that you have seen through the world of mortals, it can only be regarded as a small retreat from reality at best.
On the contrary, those who can still forget things and me, never forget the beginning, and have a state of mind that is not stained by dust in the noise of the world, are the ones who have truly achieved the great truth.
Just like Taoism about the five internal organs.
Taoist temple of the five internal organs.
Jin An gave very high praise to Taoism of the five internal organs.
"The small hermitage hides in the mountains, the great hermitage hides in the city..." Master Shanneng looked at the plaque in the Yeyin Pavilion and chewed on the artistic conception.
"Amitabha."
"The poor monk always thought that as long as he devoted himself to practice and understood Buddhism, he would be able to find a way to save the world from the sea of suffering, and one day he would be able to find the other side of the Buddha. But the poor monk was deceiving himself and others, hiding in Bailong Temple all his life.
But they have forgotten that it took the Buddha three great asamkhya kalpas to become a Buddha."
"It was only then that the poor monk suddenly realized that he had no wisdom since he was a child. I am still the same me, and I have never had any Buddha nature or heart. I am still the little novice who lives in Bailong Temple for fear of starving to death.
Little monk."
"The poor monk has been copying sutras all his life, but he is still self-righteous and complacent, thinking that he is close to the Buddha. In fact, he has not even fully understood the unpredictable nature of the human heart. His thoughts are shallow and his vision is short-sighted. How can he understand the three great asamkhya kalpas of the Buddha Sutra?"
How can one comprehend the eleven kinds of suffering of the Buddha: birth, old age, death, sorrow, grief, pain, worry, annoyance, meetings of resentments and hate, parting from love, and not getting what you want?"
"Namo Amitabha."
"Master Shanneng, you are too modest. You have always been an eminent monk in my heart." Jin An didn't know how to persuade this eminent monk of Bailong Temple at this time.
After all, he has never experienced the life of Master Shanneng, and he does not know the change in Master Shanneng's mood after looking at the two plaques in Yeyin Pavilion.
He didn't even know the allusions about the Buddha's three kalpas and the eleven kinds of suffering.
He is only in his early twenties, and in terms of mental state, cultivation, and life experience, he is definitely not as good as the kind-browed old monk in front of him.
The eminent monk of Bailong Temple in front of him shook his head: "This is not the humble monk's belittlement or excessive self-effacement."
"In the past, the poor monk always thought that since I was a child, I have been to Bailong Temple, kowtow and chant sutras day and night, and have never forgotten my original intention and stayed in front of the Buddha's throne all my life, never letting a piece of dust in front of the Buddha's throne. That is how I respect the Buddha.
The greatest devotion. I am even a little complacent, thinking that no one in the whole temple can match my respect for the Buddha."
"But today, I look at the expansion of the Wu Zang Taoist Temple. The Wu Zang Taoist Temple has taken on a new look and is prospering. It has expanded from the original one hall to the current three halls. Everything is changing with each passing day. Since Taoist Jin'an moved into the Wuzang Taoist Temple, the declining Wuzang Taoist Temple in the past has been transformed.
In the hands of Taoist Master Jin'an, he flourished and prospered... The poor monk couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Taoist Jin'an faced the great darkness, defeated the heavenly dog in the darkness and ate the sun, and then reborn from the ashes in the light of thousands of feet, holding on until the clouds opened to see the clear sky.
It is the most difficult, difficult and commendable quality.”
"The poor monk's little self-satisfied deeds made him feel ashamed in front of Taoist Jin'an, and he lamented that he could not do better than Taoist Jin'an."
"Taoist Master Jin'an is the real Taoist master who has lived in seclusion in the city. The poor monk has copied Buddhist scriptures all his life, including the Maha Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra, Huayan Sutra, and Leng
"Yan Sutra", "Diamond Sutra"...but he still hasn't understood the heart of Buddha. The poor monk has lived for so long and still hasn't changed. He is still the same person who was frightened by hunger when he was a child. He hid in Bailong Temple all his life and just wanted to eat.
A young novice who eats rice and hides in the mountains and forests is a poor monk."
Master Shanneng had a kind and kind face as he spoke, shaking his head and sighing.
After the Buddha attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree, his first words were: "It's amazing, it's amazing that all sentient beings have the wisdom and virtue of the Tathagata, but they cannot achieve it through delusional thinking and persistence."
He sighed because it was too late to see through the illusion.
He sighed why he didn't come to Wu Zang Tao earlier to see Taoist Jin An.
The bodhi tree he sighed was the Yeyin Pavilion in the Five Zang Taoist Temple.
…
…
The private backyard of Wu Zang Taoist Temple.
Only Jin'an, the old Taoist priest, can enter and exit here with sharp swords. It is not open to incense believers on weekdays.
In Jin'an's house.
The lamp oil is bright.
"Master Shanneng, it has been almost a month since we last saw each other in Lingqian Township. I don't know about the matter of the Buddha incarnate. How is Master Shanneng's investigation going?"
Jin An asked Master Shanneng to sit down at a square wooden table and took the initiative to pour a glass of cold water for him and Master Shanneng.
After Master Shanneng thanked Jin An, the peaceful old monk nodded: "It went well."
"Thank you, Taoist Priest Jin'an, for your concern."
Jin An asked curiously: "I wonder why so many physical Buddhas were abandoned by the Buddha this time?"
Master Shanneng clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist chant, and said with kind eyes: "If there is such a rare quietness in the city, with Taoist Master Jin'an, the poor monks will not let the annoying Buddhist things bother them. The Taoist temple will be quiet, and Buddhism will understand
Clean the door.”
Seeing that Master Shanneng was unwilling to say more, Jin An pondered for a moment, but did not insist on asking any more questions.
Maybe it's because family scandals shouldn't be made public.
Master Shanneng has concerns.
To avoid dragging down all the innocent people in Jin'an and Wu Zang Taoist Temple.
"Okay, I won't mention this again."
Jin An let go of his frown, and then asked Master Shanneng in front of him about another matter: "Master Shanneng, I don't know that the ghost fetus I met when I was walking around in Lingqian Township last time, Master Shanneng later returned to Baidu."
After the Dragon Temple, have you found any clues from the investigation?"
When he heard Jin An's question, Master Shanneng clasped his hands together again, lowered his eyebrows and chanted a Buddhist chant: "Amitabha, the poor monk knows that Taoist Jin An has been waiting for news about the poor monk, so the poor monk does not dare to be negligent, and has already investigated
Show some clues."
"Oh?" Jin An frowned.
Then he couldn't wait to ask: "What is the origin of the ghost fetus?"
Master Shanneng: "That is actually not a ghost fetus, but a small drought demon."
Drought?
Small drought demon?
Jin An was stunned, this news was so surprising.
"etc."
"The Yinyi River has been cut off several times recently. Could it be related to the birth of this little drought monster?"
Jin An boldly guessed.
However, Master Shanneng shook his head: "When the Yinyi River stopped flowing a few months ago, this little drought demon had not yet become a climate. It should not be the drought caused by this little drought demon. The red land is thousands of miles away."
"And there is a characteristic of drought demons, that is, when drought demons appear, no rain will fall, and the fertile fields will suffer severe drought."
"The last few times the Yinyi River has been cut off is just a cutoff, but the rainy season is normal, and the crops in the fields are growing well. It should not be a sudden overnight cutoff caused by this little drought monster."
Jin An thought about it carefully and thought that it had nothing to do with Xiao Hanba, but then he couldn't figure it out. Since the Yinyi River's continuous interruptions had nothing to do with Xiao Hanba, then that group of antique dealers had cultivated Xiao Hanba
What is the purpose of?
There is a saying that you can’t afford to be early if you don’t have any profit.
Jin An doesn't believe that all this is just a coincidence.
Next, according to what Master Shanneng said, the group of antique dealers probably obtained a small Hanbao accidentally or intentionally.
Then he used prostitution to worship the God of Five Powers, hoping to make the noble lady of the He family pregnant with a ghost fetus, and then planted the fetus-shaped little drought monster into the belly of the lady.
Borrow the eldest lady’s noble destiny to nourish corpse energy.
Let Xiao Hanba be reborn.
Become something more vicious.
The corpse first turns into a drought demon, and then turns into a jade beast.
That group of antique dealers should be cultivating "犼".
But something unexpected happened on the way. The eldest lady is a precious person, and there is no feng shui protection arranged by the experts in the mansion. The obscene worship of the Wutong God did not harm the eldest lady, but instead turned against the Zhang family. She sang and sang every night, and the fate of her fate was unexpected.
Mrs. Zhang is pregnant with a ghost fetus.
Later there was nothing we could do.
The group of antique dealers could only borrow Zhang's belly to continue cultivating Xiaohanbao.
Perhaps they had no choice but to plant Xiaohanba into Zhang's belly as soon as possible, so that the ghost fetuses in Zhang's belly could be sacrificed to Xiaohanba, which would encourage the corpse, yin, and evil spirits in Xiaohanba, otherwise Xiaohanba would be too fragile.
, will you live long?
The little drought demon is a vicious creature among zombies. After planting a little drought demon into the belly of a living person, Zhang's mind began to be controlled by the cruel and murderous little drought demon.
At first, they ate live chickens, ducks and other live poultry.
As the little drought demon grew bigger and bigger, its appetite increased and it began to eat the fetuses and souls of other pregnant women.
Later, the Zhang family, who came under the control of Xiaohan Bao, made too much noise in Lingqian Township, or perhaps the Zhang family discovered some terrible secret during this period, which led to the group of antique dealers to kill everyone and destroy the corpses.
So when the local government quickly invited the eminent monk from Bailong Temple and the eldest lady brought Jin An to Lingqian Township, no clues could be found.
As for why the group of antique dealers asked for the birth date of Mr. He and Uncle He before leaving, most likely it was because of their evil intentions.
Still thinking about the eldest lady’s noble life and belly.
I want to sacrifice the eldest lady and the He family to the little Hanba, and train the little Hanba into a more powerful "犼".
After listening to the words of Master Feng Neng, Jin An's eyes widened and he pondered.
He originally thought that the group of antique dealers were breeding ghosts just to kill people, take their money, and wipe out their competitors in the business field.
Later I found out that things were not that simple.
The real purpose of the group of antique dealers was to target the eldest lady and the He family, hoping to change people's lives in Wutou Village.
But now he heard another even more unexpected news from Master Shan Neng.
Little Hanba was born.
The real purpose of that group of antique dealers is to cultivate the legendary "犊"?
Jin An's brows wrinkled more and more tightly.
Then, he told Master Shanneng what he saw last night and expressed his guess.
"Master Shanneng, I suspect that last night's explosion, prison robbery, dragon's roar, and Dragon King's landing were all caused by someone using the Dragon King of Yinyi River to pretend to be a ghost and move the trouble eastward."
"Perhaps this matter is related to the government's recent plan to issue a hero post, recruit all the Taoist temples in the city, Buddhist temples under the Yinyi River, Thousand Cave Cave, eradicate the Dragon King, and investigate why the Yinyi River has been experiencing abnormal celestial phenomena one after another recently."
"This was originally just my personal conjecture, and I wasn't very sure about it, but guess what rumors I heard in the city today? Someone secretly started spreading rumors to slander Fu Yin through the Dragon King's landing."
Jin An sneered: "They are forcing the palace official."
"Forcing the governor to make a decision early, go down to the Yinyi River to find Qianku Cave and the Dragon King."
"I'm afraid that the governor has already seen through the conspiracy of the mastermind behind it, and is willing to get out of this predicament, but unfortunately, the city is now full of storms, just like the chilling atmosphere before 'Mountains and rain are about to come, winds are all over the buildings, and black clouds are about to destroy the city.' Now the people are in a state of confusion.
Well, it’s no longer up to the governor whether he wants to or not.”
"If the governor wants to stabilize the people's hearts, he must go down to the Yinyi River as soon as possible and pacify the Dragon King."
"Master Shanneng, tell me, is it possible that the group of antique dealers behind the Dragon King's landing this time are also adding fuel to the flames?" Jin An took a deep breath.
"There's just one thing that I can't figure out. Why do these people go to so much trouble and add fuel to the flames to go down to the Yinyi River to find the Dragon King?"
"They really have such good intentions, slaying demons, cutting off the dragon king's head, and restoring peace to the people on both sides of the Yinyi River?"
The reason why Jin An guessed that it was an antique dealer was because he actually had something in his mind that he had not said out yet.
The dragon-killing knife in Mr. Yin Yang's village was taken away.
On this side of Fucheng is the Dragon King Terrace, the Dragon King Temple, and the Dragon King.
It's all such a coincidence.
That's why he thought that this case of the Dragon King's landing was related to that group of mysterious antique dealers.
Kill the dragon king with the dragon sword?
"Perhaps, the poor monk already knows what their purpose is." After hearing Jin An's story about last night, Master Shanneng looked surprised.
Said.
Master Shanneng took out something from his cassock.
This thing!
It was a broken jade that Jin An was all too familiar with!
"The Chang County White Tiger Bureau in the Four Phase Bureau has been broken."
"This White Tiger Bureau is a coffin temple in Chang County, where a woman has been trapped for a thousand years."
"!"
Jin An was stunned.
White tiger decapitated? Jin An thought of the scene when he met the old Taoist priest for the first time.
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