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Chapter 663 Too bad it's a boring story

Chapter 663 Too bad it's a boring story
Every story has a bad beginning.

For example, a long time ago, there was a monk who was sympathetic to the sufferings of all living beings, and wanted to save these sentient beings who were not reincarnated and struggling in the human world, so he came all the way from the west on a white elephant alone.

However, there are too many sufferings in this land.

The power of a monk alone cannot save all living beings on this land.

So before dying, the monk sitting on a barren hill prayed to the sky——

If there is an afterlife, he will come here on a white elephant to save sentient beings in suffering.

In the same year, on the day the old monk died, a child was born in the far west.

The child was born intelligent, and was clothed with golden light when he was born.

This miraculous abnormality was known to the monks in the nearby temple, and then they took the child back to the temple to teach.

The child lived up to expectations. At the age of three, he learned Buddhism from the master. At the age of six, he could discuss Buddhist scriptures with the monks in the temple. At the age of nine, even the Dharma hosted by the temple could not compare with him.

At the age of 12, a deranged female elephant rushed into the village.

The earth trembled, and everyone was terrified.

At this time, a 12-year-old child stood up.

Successfully appease the mother elephant, and took out a pure white baby elephant from the mother elephant's belly.

And when the child was 16 years old, in the eyes of everyone in the temple and the village, there seemed to be a mission calling, and the monk resolutely set foot on the road to the east on a white elephant.

It's just that this time the monk still failed, as if it was an ordeal given by God, in the same barren mountain.

The old monk couldn't make it to the end, and finally passed away here, leaving only a pure white idol.

Year after year, I don't know how many years have passed. Every once in a while, there will be an old monk riding on the back of a white elephant. Although he is staggering, he looks forward firmly.

One, two, three!
On this road to the East to spread Buddhism.

The monk did not know how many hardships he had gone through and how much time he had wasted.

There are sudden flash floods and flames all over the mountains, but these are only natural disasters, and the real difficulties are man-made disasters.

In this savage, uneducated land, the supposedly simple and kind-hearted mountain people are cursed and become irritable and vicious, because they cannot get rid of the three major sufferings in the world-greed, anger, and ignorance!

They turned into bandits who robbed their way.

The monk would be trapped every time, and he patiently taught these mountain people to believe in Buddhism and do good.

Ten years, 20 years, 30 years.

Along the way, the young monks should have entered the Eastern Land world early, but because too much time wasted in the process of saving people to be good, the monks would die in the middle of the journey each time due to lack of physical strength and short lifespan. This barren hill.

Many years have passed, and under the influence of the white idol, the shape of the mountain began to change. From a distance, it was no longer a desolate and savage mountain range, but a white idol walking vigorously.

Even the surroundings have become lush and lush, with beautiful mountains and rivers!
And after so many years of education.

Along the way, the mountain people who used to rob houses and homes finally became simple, kind, honest and honest.

Finally, when the sixth monk came, he finally passed through this barren mountain, and the white idol that had been following him all along merged with the entire mountain range!
In the following three generations, the monks traveled all over the land of China.

Although it was not possible to spread the Buddhadharma, the seeds of the Buddhadharma were left on this land through the promotion of the Buddhadharma.

And in the ninth world, which is the last life.

After measuring the last piece of land, the monk dragged his aging body back to this barren mountain. With the final death, the monk's ninth cycle of reincarnation came to an end.

The heavens were moved, and in order to show their achievements, they sent down immeasurable merits and virtues.

The ninth body of the old monk was dug out of the soil and melted into a flat peach tree, and the mountain where the monk sat has become one of the four holy places of Buddhism since then.

The story is over, in this endless prairie next to the road.

"Crack~ bang!"

Under the scorching flames, a piece of charcoal in the bonfire cracked, and the fax master folded his hands together. Under the red firelight, the surroundings of his face became more and more clear, like a piece of twisted bark.

A pair of eyes, reddish with flames, stared at Chen Changqing scorchingly, with a bit of sadness in their calm eyes, as if they were saying something.

Under the eyes of Master Fax, Chen Changqing couldn't help but remain silent.

This story is very good, he was very moved after hearing it, so he stuffed the last piece of roasted beef jerky into his mouth, Chen Changqing clapped his hands, and looked seriously at the fax master opposite:
"Master, you took my jerky, now it's time to return it to me."

The fax master was stunned, then frowned, and with his throat trembling slightly, a deep voice sounded in the night:
"Empty hands, when did I take the donor's jerky?"

Chen Changqing shrugged, his expression was calm, with a look of disapproval:

"Maybe it was eaten by the master?"

After the voice fell, the frowning Master Fax took a deep breath, staring at the other party with his eyes firmly:

"The benefactor doesn't believe what the old monk said?"

He is not a fool, he obviously didn't eat it, but Chen Changqing on the opposite side said that he stole his beef jerky.

He is a monk who has been ordained for hundreds of years, how could he violate this precept?

It was clear that Chen Changqing was mocking himself with beef jerky, but Chen Changqing shook his head in response to the old monk's faxed question. His expression was very calm, but there was a bit of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth:

"It's not that you don't believe it, but that you must speak with evidence."

Are you kidding me?
This flat peach fairy tree was the reward given to him by the old white ape. For this, Chen Changqing specially recruited a big boss. The final result was reached after the two parties negotiated, and the matter has been dealt with.

Now suddenly a monk popped up, told himself a story, and then said that this fairy peach tree belongs to Buddhism, and you should return it.

Where did you go during the transaction?
Where was you when the big brother announced it in Mount Emei two days ago?

Now the old white ape is completely cold, the boss is gone, old boy, did you bring your junior brother to block the door?

According to what the old monk said, most art museums in Europe would have less than half of the exhibits, and there is no need for the beautiful country to stay in America, because this place belongs to the native Indians, and even human beings are not qualified to stay on the earth.

Because the previous overlords of mammals were dinosaurs, and dinosaurs ruled this planet for 6000 million years.

As direct descendants of the dinosaurs, the domestic chicken is well-qualified to inherit the right to rule the earth.

The other party's remarks are completely funny.

It is a typical case of wanting to be and standing at the same time, and not knowing it.

But at this moment, Master Fax, he seemed to be stupid. He didn't understand Chen Changqing's meaning at all. Instead, he took a deep breath and shouted in a voice like a bronze bell: "What if the reputation of my two brothers is used as a guarantee?"

After the words fell, the muscular monk who was sitting not far away stood up abruptly.

The height is close to [-] meters, and the body is full of muscles. It has the shape of a tiger and a leopard, and it matches the strong muscles of an iron tower.

The ferocious aura made people feel like a ferocious beast.

Chen Changqing was silent. He glanced at the two of them speechlessly, got up and clapped his hands, with a bored look on his face: "The jerky is finished, and it's almost roasted. It's just that the story told by the master is quite boring."

It's not boring, it's super boring.

Is the cutie falling ill here?

You want the story to tell a story with twists and turns, a lot of emotion, and a heart-pounding story.

Drawing big cakes on the Internet, cutting leeks together with investors, and finally realizing the dream of wealth is also a way. Although some despise the character of such people, I have to admit that these people are playing six.

But Master Fax did not tell the story well, or even told it fragmentarily, and when the investor left disappointed... this person actually tried to use force to achieve cooperation? !

It also depends on the age of the other party, and there are still some things in Buddhism, Chen Changqing doesn't want to make it too ugly, so he gives the other party a face.

before?

When the old monk's story was halfway through, Chen Changqing just turned his face away and left.

WTF?

I treat you as a human being, so are you just pretending to be a fool with me here?
(End of this chapter)