What to do with a full-scale life

Chapter 200 Ksitigarbha

For a week, Master Pi felt that something was wrong with him. Before handing in the task, she kept clamoring for the mouse to find her a psychiatrist.

"Swish, the blood came out." Pi Ye seemed to have been greatly shocked when he described it: "Then let those ghosts suck him, I didn't see it clearly, anyway, it must be enough to suck him dry I can see that his eye sockets are empty. But after inhaling, those things entered reincarnation, but he was lying on the ground like dead. But it was only 10 minutes, and after 10 minutes, he stood up suddenly Already, can you believe it when you are resurrected with full blood?"

The week-long follow-up operation has yielded results, that is, this monk is very wicked. He saves the souls of the dead in the whole city. Let those things take his life.Switching back and forth between life and death every day, Mr. Pi believed that the state must be uncomfortable, because he screamed out a few times, but he still did it the next day...

After listening to Master Pi's description, those who believe in Buddhism and those who don't believe in Buddhism are silent, and Brother Zhang directly called Huahua, but Huahua said he didn't know, and said that if this is the case, it should be another person. The system is not the reincarnation system but the transcendence system. The boss of this system is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"However, Ksitigarbha has disappeared for many years, and the hell has long been empty after modern management. Now we pay attention to seamless circulation, and the reward and punishment compensation system is also very clear, so there is nothing wrong with him, and he disappeared. .It seems to have disappeared for more than 20 years. According to what you say, it might really be that old stubborn, go and try it.”

Huahua's words silenced the audience, including Mouse, no one thought that this chicken brother could get into the same body as Ksitigarbha, what are the chances of that?Theoretically it is impossible.

However, if Guang Kun is really Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, then what happened to him is really reasonable. This is the way they are popular in Buddhism, but it is impossible according to the principle... because Ksitigarbha and Ksitigarbha Brother Ji is not a system at all.

Two lives that are not from the same system are entrusted to a body and merged, which is outrageous.

"Why don't you call him to ask?" The mouse asked Xiao Zhang in a low voice, "You said that if it's really Ksitigarbha and a rooster, what should we do?"

Brother Zhang spread his hands: "Who knows, I don't know everything."

This is really an interesting thing. The two systems are forced together. The fierceness of the chicken brother and the selflessness of the Ksitigarbha have already formed Guangkun's unique twisted life.

But it is best to ask him himself, guessing is never guessing.

So the mouse tricked Guang Kun, who had just woken up, to Xiao Zhang's place under the pretext of inviting him to dinner. The mouse suddenly asked, "What did you do last night?"

"Sleep." Guang Kun blinked his eyes: "I never go out at night, and I get sleepy after eating, and I sleep all night. But it's strange, I sleep until after twelve o'clock during the day, but I still feel that my body is full of pain everywhere. It's uncomfortable, and I often have nightmares at night."

Guang Kun raised his arms and rolled up his sleeves and pointed to the aorta in his hand: "This part of mine hurts very much, but there is no trace, which is strange."

"That's it, that's it... Yesterday he cut this place to feed blood to those monsters."

Guang Kun looked at Master Pi blankly, blinking his eyes quickly, looking quite blank.

Mouse looked Guang Kun up and down, and found that he did not appear to be lying, and then he began to use his interrogation ability to start questioning. Guang Kun's answers were perfect, without any loopholes.

There is only one thing that he doesn't understand, that is why the money he got disappears every day, no matter where it is placed, it will always be less the next day, sometimes a little more, sometimes a little less a little.He deeply suspected that there was a monster in Chang'an Lane with dirty hands and feet, who came to steal money while he was asleep.

"Then do you dream at night?"

"Don't dream, stay up all night." Guang Kun said seriously, "What's the matter?"

"Do you remember where you slept?"

Guang Kun thought about it carefully, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "This place is haunted!"

At this time, brother Zhang handed the noodles and fried ham sausage to Guang Kun, just smiled but did not speak.But Guang Kun's expression changed obviously, he slightly raised his head to look at Brother Zhang, and then smiled in relief.

"Don't ask me, I really don't know."

The mouse rubbed its chin and glanced at Master Pi: ​​"Strange...I'll ask the King of the Mountain."

And Master Pi spread his hands: "I don't know either, he's scary anyway. Forget it, I'm going to work."

Master Pi and the mouse just left, while Guang Kun sat there and finished eating the noodles and sausage, even licking the plate clean.At this time, Brother Zhang happened to hand over a glass of water, and Guang Kun took the glass: "Thank you, Holy Master."

"why."

Guang Kun glanced at the bright sunshine outside, and suddenly raised his head and laughed, but he didn't answer Brother Zhang, but just walked out with his Zen stick: "There is no bodhi tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place. Where is the dust. Bodhi only seeks from the heart, why bother to seek the mystery from the outside.”

"return."

"Okay." Brother Ji turned his head and turned back, sitting in front of Brother Zhang: "Actually...it's not me, it's my dead ghost master. I am Aji, your Aji ..."

"Still cheating?" Brother Zhang frowned.

Guang Kun lowered his head in silence for a while, and when he raised his head again, his whole body was covered with circulating scriptures, and the heavenly eyes between his brows were naturally opened, with a golden light shining in his eyes: "This posture is not easy to be seen by others."

Brother Zhang laughed out loud.

Guang Kun returned to his original appearance again, spread his hands and said to Xiao Zhang: "I am also helpless, help me hide it. After a while, I will travel around the world."

"Then I have a question. Did you know you were a rooster very early on?" Brother Zhang asked curiously, "Or did you wake up suddenly?"

"This one really woke up suddenly. In fact, I have already died." Guang Kun pursed his lips and smiled, his expression was completely different from when the mice and the others were there earlier: "I died on that cold rainy night, and I woke up again. I have been like this since I came here. I think many things may really be just coincidences, there is no special arrangement, but is my identity important to you? Not important."

"Just curious."

"Thank you." Guang Kun stood up again: "That's it, it's rare to be confused, it's rare to be confused, you are confused, I am confused, he is confused, and the confusion will pass."

After he finished speaking, he walked out the door, leaving only Xiao Zhang standing inside, of course... and the rhubarb on the electric fan.

Rhubarb stretched out his head: "Puff, puff, puff..."

Brother Xiao Zhang raised his head, and Da Huang jumped directly in front of him: "What is this thing? Just now I felt that the people above have super powers. Could he be the Twelve Spirits?"

"Yes." Little Brother Zhang said with an undisguised smile, "But it's not."

"Well, you people speak strangely." Da Huang sighed: "But his power is very peaceful, which makes people feel at ease."

In the next few days, Guang Kun still slept until noon every day, ate leftovers, and left Chang'an Lane on time at 07:30 in the evening.Mouse asked everyone he could ask, but he couldn't figure out what the problem was. Even the King of the Mountain found it incredible, because this situation would only happen to people with schizophrenia and twin souls, but Guang Kun obviously didn't have schizophrenia. He doesn't have twin souls, so normally it is impossible for him to have this kind of problem.

And like the situation Master Pi described, the pain will definitely make a person unforgettable, and there is absolutely no such thing as saying that he has no memory at all when he wakes up the next day.

So Guang Kun's strange behavior became one of the unsolved mysteries of Chang'an Lane, but fortunately there are too many unsolved mysteries in Chang'an Lane, and there is no way to check them one by one. Just get used to it.

During this period of time, besides the Guangkun incident, there were other news in Chang'an Lane, such as Xiao Zhang's filming as the protagonist, and the official opening of White Snake's traditional Chinese medicine herbal tea shop.

In other words, there are now three restaurants in Chang'an Lane, and with the tea restaurant at the entrance of the alley, there are four in total.A milk tea shop and canteen, a tea restaurant, a coffee shop, and a herbal tea shop.

Master Pi doesn't like to drink herbal tea, but he always buys herbal tea from the White Lady, because the main purpose is to ask her to weigh two taels of realgar there, saying that he wants to take it back to make wine. I ate Pi Ye.

"I'm going to buy snake gallbladder tomorrow."

Master Pi was sitting under the big tree chatting with people, it was late at night, it happened to be the time when Guang Kun came back, and when they heard the rattle of the stick, they knew that the crazy monk had come back.

Many people sat there and made fun of Guang Kun, and Guang Kun would fight them one-on-one as usual, but now everyone has long since given up on him, but they still like to laugh at his embarrassment, until the white lady copied a Pointing at the crowd with the medicine-cutting knife, he said, "Who bought snake gall just now? Come out, come out!"

Everyone looked at Mr. Pi, who turned into a prototype and ran away with an ow, and there was another laughter under the big sycamore tree.

And Guang Kun sat in Master Pi's seat, crossed his legs and said, "What story do you have to listen to today, I went to bed without me."

At this time, someone coughed: "Why don't you just let me say one."

"Don't talk about it first." At this time, the big buffalo who had been busy outside for a day came back here creaking on his tricycle, and there were more than a dozen unsold watermelons on his tricycle: "Wait a minute I divided the watermelon, and everyone listened to the story while eating the watermelon."

Dim street lamps, mosquitoes flying around light bulbs, noisy midnight and bustling trees, Chang'an Lane has spent its 750th birthday in this way.

(End of this chapter)