Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 101 Killing Buddha
Zhenhai?

Why does this Dharma name sound so familiar, Chen Yuan frowned slightly, stood up and bowed his hands at the young monk who came over as a salute, and looked at him carefully.

The breath is calm and introverted, the eyes seem to have a divine light, and the figure is tall and straight, about double ten.Under the light gray monk's robe, a pair of monk's shoes were worn out, showing how many miles he had traveled.

Under the scorching sun, the monk didn't even have a trace of sweat.

The moment the two people's eyes met, the monk named Zhenhai walked into the shade of the tree and sat cross-legged on the ground opposite Chen Yuan, smelling the vegetable porridge floating out of the pot, his eyes fell on Chen Yuan who was also sitting on the fallen leaves, A little smile appeared on his face.

"Where is the donor going?"

"Go to the northwest, and put on some woodcarving performances." The monk looked solemn, and Chen Yuan didn't want to watch too much, so she replied with a smile, and took a bowl of chopsticks to scoop up a bowl of porridge and handed it to the master who was playing with fire. Then he scooped up another bowl for the monk, "Little master must have walked a long way, first drink a bowl of porridge to quench his hunger and thirst."

After the monk took it, Chen Yuan smiled and said: "I don't know which treasure temple the little master is practicing, and where is this going?"

A monk suddenly appeared for no apparent reason, just in case, I still have to test a few words, after all, those people are still hiding in the dark.

"Little monk, practice at Wanfo Temple." Zhenhai took a sip of the porridge, not feeling the bitterness of the cooking, and then turned to the northwest: "Walking thousands of miles to Qishan Mountain in the northwest, I heard that there was a bat demon that came out at night and turned into a human. Sucking the blood of humans and animals, and brought it down in the past."

"Little master doesn't think I'm just that bat demon?"

Chen Yuan scooped up a bowl of vegetable porridge with a smile, and moved her chopsticks bluntly. When the monk came over, could it be that he smelled the evil spirit of the old cow?Are you trying to warn me here?
Thinking about it, he suddenly realized the word 'Zhenhai', and suddenly remembered that it was the monk of the younger generation in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple that the Taoist Feihe had spoken about before?

"Little master, do you know Feihe in Tianshi Mansion?"

On the opposite side, the monk was stunned for a moment, and the vertical seal lowered his head slightly: "Feihe Taoist priest and this young monk have known each other for a long time. It seems that the benefactor and Taoist priest also know each other."

"Haha, then we are all acquaintances."

Hearing the other party's answer, Chen Yuan felt a little relieved, and Zhenhai didn't have the tense look just now, and smiled and saluted: "I don't know the benefactor's name, how did I get to know Feihe?"

You said something to me, Chen Yuan signed up, and also took advantage of the situation to talk about the underground monsters in Yongxiang, how he met Feihe there, and lived in the town for a while.

"It's a pity that after I came to Luodu, I only heard that he went to Liangyashan Mansion. It's a pity that I couldn't meet in the capital. I heard that the Wanfo Temple is in Dongqi Prefecture. You just walked all the way to go to Qishan to kill one." Demon?"

"On a journey of thousands of miles, two pairs of monk's shoes, practicing my Buddha's mercy, even if the road is difficult is also practice." Zhenhai nodded calmly vertically, "By the way, I will help the people to save the people from the disaster of war."

"Rescue the people who are fleeing disaster?"

"Well, the little monk saved 360 five people, killed 76 animals and 32 horses!"

In the preface, "animals" mentioned horses, but they were not classified into one category. It can be seen that he compared Hu people to livestock, which made Chen Yuan laugh. This monk is really angry with him!
Thinking of the previous remarks of Tianshi Mansion, he couldn't help asking: "Little master is in the Buddhist gate, and he wants to kill. He is not afraid of being blamed by the Buddha, and he is not afraid of hurting Tianhe? Being kicked out by your Buddha?"

Zhenhai laughed, his eyes seemed to be shining with divine light, and his voice was clear and loud: "The little monk killed an animal to save his life, how could the Lord Buddha blame him? If he blamed him, then the Buddha Lord is nothing more than a smelly Buddha on the lotus platform. What use is he!

The little monk believes in the Buddha, not in the clay statue, but in cause and effect.Learning Buddhism is not obsession, but wisdom. Practicing Buddhism is not about bliss, but compassion. Worshiping Buddha is not about bending over the clay sculpture, but letting go of arrogance.Putting your hands together is not to persuade people to escape into Buddhism, but to respect life! "

"well said!"

Hearing this, Chen Yuan couldn't help cheering.It’s much better than what Feihe said before, closing the mountain gate of Lingyun Temple and not asking about world affairs, but I also know that it’s hard to find another young monk like this in Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, so I couldn’t help but give him cheers.

Chen Yuan took out a bowl and respected it: "There is no tea today, so I will replace it with porridge water, please!"

"Hehe, please, benefactor Chen."

The monk held the bowl and touched Chen Yuan lightly. There was a smile on his face. He had told his senior brother before that he had talked like this. , It's a joy in my heart.

Wiping off the water stains at the corners of his mouth, Zhenhai looked at the bullock cart.

"Chen benefactor, this old cow has become a spirit. He is always by your side. After hearing and seeing, he already has Taoism, but be careful of being backlashed. This little monk came all the way. If you encounter a demon, you will kill it. If you encounter a demon, you will get rid of it. The benefactor will not Forbearance, I can hand it over to the monk."

puff!
Chen Yuan spat out a mouthful of porridge water, and waved her hand: "That's not necessary. The old cow followed me from Funiu Town to the present journey of thousands of miles. There is no credit but also hard work. How can he be slaughtered at will."

The old cow over there was so frightened that he stopped chewing and was stunned. He quickly took off the rein and stepped on his hooves. He quickly ran to the back of his master with half of the grass in his mouth, exposed half of his head, and shook his tongue at the opposite monk.

"I see."

The domesticated cow has come all the way from such a distance, and it really has deep feelings. Zhenhai bowed his head vertically, said abruptly, and looked at the old man playing with fire with his buttocks pouted over there. The mana that occasionally radiates is evil, which is a pity is a madman.

After eating, the two of them went to the northwest together, and they simply walked together, but the monk walked instead of a car, and the speed was not much slower than the old cow.

For ten days in a row, three people and one cow went west through Qin Pass, only more than 200 miles away from Changhao City in Xijing. Occasionally, when the monk finished reciting Buddhist scriptures while walking, the two would chat.

"The benefactor is going to the northwest, I'm afraid it's not a woodcarving show?"

"Young master, don't you believe me? I really went to perform." Chen Yuan hung her whip, holding a book in one hand, and said with a smile: "...It's just a performance for the beggars over there, so that they can appreciate our Han culture. After all, it's autumn What if you don’t go and they leave?!”

There is another layer of meaning in these words, Zhenhai can hear it naturally, he immediately laughed and pointed to the west.

"If the poor monk gets rid of the demon, it's still early, how about coming to find a benefactor?!"

"What do you want me to do? Perform a woodcarving show together?"

"The poor monk is clumsy, but he can do one or two."

The two looked at each other for a moment, then burst out laughing.

The ox cart moved slowly, the old ox looked back at the two, shook his head and continued to move forward. Different regions have different scenery. On the afternoon of the second day, we arrived at Changhao City. Yun Gai rowed across the river, and the four-way official road vendors came and went, and some Hu merchants who had stayed for a long time led Hu Ji to dance a song in the Hu Yinlong to win some money for today's meal.

Chen Yuan looked at the towering, ancient city walls, and the complicated and lively market gradually passing by from the bottom of her eyes. It was a unique fireworks in the world.

On the morning of the third day of arrival, he stayed in Changhao City for a while, thirty miles out of the city, Zhenhai bid him farewell, and walked the same way for almost half a month, which made the monk feel emotional.

"Feihe Daoist has a friend like you, it's really a joyful thing."

Chen Yuan leaned against him, and smiled at him: "What's there to be emotional about, don't you too?"

Zhen Hai was stunned for a moment, then bowed his head vertically, and when he lifted it up again, his face was flushed, and he burst out laughing, flicking his monk's sleeve, he flew to the forest beside the road with a splash.

"Hahaha... Poor monk Zhenhai, I will look for Brother Chen again in the future!"

Laughter and words echoed for a long time, and the flying figure also disappeared into the forest.

……

"This Zhenhai monk probably doesn't have many friends. Right, Master?"

Chen Yuan turned her head to look at the master in the car. The old man scratched his armpits, turned over and continued to sleep soundly, not bothering to open his eyelids.

He smiled and gave instructions to the old cow. The bullock cart drove slowly again and disappeared at the end of the official road outside the city.

Soon after, they drove into the real northwest land, and there were more scenes seen in Hezhou on the road, and people with their families traveled south and east in panic.

On the official roads, in the countryside, and the cavalry of the Northwest Frontier Army of the Jin Kingdom galloped on flying horses.

(End of this chapter)