Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 140
Morning bells and evening drums, green lights and yellow scrolls.

……

Mo Chuan stood in front of the gate of the living room, looking at the sky where the setting sun was like blood. The setting sun reflected on the red walls and yellow tiles, making the huge Zen temple even more resplendent.

After a while, he turned and walked into the living room.

Around the customer hall, the layout can be described as unique, a hollow screen woven with wormwood to cover the cold wind pouring into the door and window.

"Huitong Temple is shallow, and the smell of copper in the Zen room is deep."

"Ah……"

Mo Chuan chuckled, sat cross-legged on the lotus futon, and slightly closed his eyes.

——【Refining God and Controlling Qi】

In an instant, the soul escaped from the physical body and escaped into the emptiness. When I looked up, as far as I could see, I saw a round of Buddha's light, like a wheel like a hub, slowly rising on the buildings.

Mo Chuan smiled: "Master, is this going to kill the benefactor with the help of the poor Taoist?"

Mo Chuan sent the visualization map.

Mo Chuan immediately retreated to his body.

"I have never practiced Buddhism."

It is also the Hall of Great Compassion;

"The grace of a meal should be like this." Mo Chuan nodded.

Not surprised by the visualization;
Instead, he was amazed at Mo Chuan's ability to extract objects out of thin air.

——This is either holding a rare treasure, or holding supernatural powers.

What happened to the woman in red is indeed outrageous and pathetic.

"Pindao heard that the former Jincao of Fenghe County, Zhao Jincao became a monk and lived in seclusion in your monastery?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a scroll of visualization maps fell into his palm.

"This statement is wrong. I will disturb you at dusk. If you offend me, please look forward to Haihan!"

"A poor Taoist wanders around and has close friends all over the world. Buddhism is the way of the world. When a poor Taoist enlightens the Tao, how dare he build a car behind closed doors? Naturally, he can learn from Buddhism."

Mo Chuan agreed with Abbot Huitong in his heart, but he was not polite in his mouth.

——He is the abbot of Huitong Temple, whose dharma name is Tianwei.

"Oh?"

Abbot Huitong nodded, his expression calm: "However, Zhao Jincao's mind is on the mundane world, so he leads the way to practice."

However, after she became a ghost, she also avenged life and death.

Hearing this, Mo Chuan frowned quietly, and heard Abbot Huitong say again:
"Fellow Daoist is a water cloud body, Huitong Temple dare not believe in it, so whether it is to save people, or to avenge their grievances, Huitong Temple wants to see the red-clothed ghost surpass reincarnation with their own eyes."

Abbot Huitong unfolded the visualization map, inspected it briefly, and said, "This visualization map can remove karmic obstacles, illnesses, and turbid qi. I didn't expect fellow Taoists to be involved in the turbid world at such a young age?"

It's just that now that he is holding it at a young age, there is something wrong with it.

"Amitabha, I don't know the honored guest's visit, so I am sorry to welcome you from far away!"

"Since the mage knows the truth, why does he protect Zhao Jincao?"

It is also a relic stupa!

"The mage doesn't know something. When I was a poor boy, I wandered here. Thanks to a layman who gave me porridge, I survived. Now that I am wandering here, I feel grateful and want to take a look, only to find that the layman has turned into a red-clothed ghost and has disappeared. .”

Mo Chuan responded freely, and at the same time returned to the topic:
"The topic is getting too far. Let me speak bluntly, the poor way, it is Sona Zhao Jincao who came here. Dare I ask the mage if he is willing to let him go?"

Mo Chuan talked nonsense, and after finishing speaking, he said seriously: "Pindao heard from the local little demon that this matter is related to Zhao Jincao, so he came here to inquire."

Mo Chuan continued to talk nonsense.

——Never talk about Zhao Jincao's enshrining thousands of acres of fertile land.

"Fellow Taoists also practice Buddhism?" Abbot Huitong asked tentatively.

Huitong Temple took in Zhao Jincao, hoping to use this to slay demons and demons, but he couldn't find any faults.

Before Abbot Huitong could speak, Mo Chuan said again:

After all, it is a different path for humans and ghosts.

At that time, he possessed the old Taoist Yanzhen who was about to die, and Abbot Tianbao presented this visualization picture, which naturally complemented each other.

Abbot Huitong squinted his cloudy eyes and looked at Mo Chuan's calm face. What was he thinking about?
After a while, he shook his head and sighed, "This matter is really a bad fate."

Mo Chuan returned the gift politely.

"Master's words are wrong!"

Abbot Huitong got straight to the point.

Not long after, the little novice brought fragrant tea, closed the Zen door, and closed the subtle atmosphere into the living room.

Mo Chuan was silent when he heard the words.

Mo Chuan said: "Oh? I would like to hear the details."

"Fellow Daoist came to visit and asked why?"

"As expected of a thousand-year-old temple, it's no wonder that it can stop the red-clothed ghost."

Mo Chuan pondered for a while and said, "Forget it, humans and ghosts have different paths. Since they are fierce ghosts, if they have any grievances, they should enter reincarnation."

"Fellow Daoist Ke Guan said that you have a deep understanding of Buddhism, don't you?"

This visualization picture was obtained from Tianbao Temple in Changlan City, and it was a gift from the abbot of Tianbao. Mo Chuan glanced at it, but he really didn't have the root of wisdom, so he simply pressed the bottom of the box to eat ashes. 【Chapter 19】

Not long after, there was a sound of slight footsteps.

What Mo Chuan said, citing the scriptures, talking about the Dharma, but keeping his mouth shut, made him indistinguishable.

He had to admit that Abbot Huitong's words were both reasonable and reasonable.

"So that's the case. Dare I ask Zhao Jincao why he suddenly converted to Buddhism?"

Unexpectedly, what Abbot Huitong said was similar to what the woman in red said.

Afterwards, Abbot Huitong recounted the story of the woman in red.

It's just that the lotus flower is too dazzling, making it overwhelming.

"That's true."

"There is a saying in Buddhism that there is a cycle of cause and effect. All the sins and karma in this matter are caused by Zhao Jincao, just like the hand holding the knife. How can you forgive the knife-wielding person just because the knife kills someone?"

"Haha, I'm afraid I have a strong temper, so I prepared it in advance."

Mo Chuan was embarrassed when he heard this.

When the lotus was approaching, Mo Chuan suddenly realized that it was an eminent monk.

After listening to the questioning, Mo Chuan asked.

Abbot Huitong was slightly startled when he saw this.

A monk and a monk greeted each other, and after exchanging pleasantries, the guest of honor took his seat.

"Great Strength Bodhisattva..."

Abbot Huitong was astonished when he heard this.

"Although Zhao Jincao violated the lust precept, but killing karma was not his doing, so the crime is not fatal. Since you have entered the Taoist sect, you should know how powerful the four ghosts are. The red-clothed ghost is very different from ordinary ghosts, and it seems to be somewhat Sensible, the poor monk can't bear the innocent being killed, so he takes in Zhao Jincao, not only to protect innocent lives, but also to use him as a bait to kill demons and demons."

The great monk clasped his palms together and saluted politely.

"As fellow Taoists said, cause and effect cycle, and continue. If you let people go, if you wait, if you let go of the sword, if the sword kills, Huitong Temple will also experience karma!"

Suddenly, a fat monk with big ears stepped into it. He was wearing a brocade cassock and holding a nine-ring Zen staff. Looking at the jewels, he looked like a god.

To Mo Chuan's surprise, he thought he would hear another version of the story from another perspective.

Even if he has made a detailed investigation, it may not be the truth, it is better to be cautious.

Abbot Huitong pondered for a while and said: "Zhao Jincao's body is infected with evil obstacles. Fellow Taoists can ask for someone, but the evil obstacles must also be overcome."

Mo Chuan raised his spirit, and was about to take another look, when suddenly he saw a purple lotus flower slowly rising and floating towards it.

"The poor monk heard that a fellow Taoist is here, and wants to solve an old matter. I don't know what to ask?"

That is a seven-level pagoda;

"This visualization picture is a gift from a close friend, how does the master look at it?"

Abbot Huitong talked eloquently, with an upright look on his face.

Abbot Huitong argued: "The favor of a meal is Wang Yingying, not the red-clothed ghost. I hope fellow Taoists can distinguish right from wrong."

"Buddhism has three don't kill, don't see kill, don't hear about kill, don't kill for me. Zhao Jincao committed all three kills, saw kill, heard about kill, and even killed him. This is a serious sin, how can it be forgiven?"

——Mediocre thinking stops at sorting out prejudices.

Abbot Huitong thought for a while and said: "Five desires and six dusts, dusty delusions, speaking of this matter, it is embarrassing..."

Abbot Huitong finally showed a relieved smile: "Since that's the case, why don't I wait to discuss the rules in detail."

Mo Chuan nodded: "That should be the case."

At that moment, Abbot Huitong sent a young novice to summon the eminent monks of the Zen temple to discuss the matter of saving the red-clothed ghost.

After some discussion, they decided to take advantage of Mo Chuan's trip to let Zhao Jincao out of the temple, lure out the red-clothed ghost, and annihilate him.

(End of this chapter)