Acting as a god and Buddha: starting from Guanzi

Chapter 2 Strange Hall
"Compassionate? I don't know how many taels I have left." Meng Yuan shook his head.

He thinks he is not a vicious person, but he is definitely not a good person either. How can he play the role of a merciful Bodhisattva?
Is it possible to take a bottle and cut willow branches?It's not noisy.

As for gender, it is second. Buddhas and Bodhisattvas have no gender distinction. They are just to enlighten people and inspire all living beings. Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has 33 appearances, including men and women, old and young. Living in this mountain, you should go and ask about the merits, and he will show you great conveniences.

Meng Yuan was lying on the bed, the bruises on his back still aching, but he could bear it.

At this time, he recalled the scene where the old monk frightened away those evil servants with his golden light. It seems that this small temple is not so simple, and it should be the immortal cultivator that he knew before.

It's just that the sacred records of the gods and Buddhas only told him that he could gain the power of the gods and Buddhas by acting as the gods and Buddhas, and then disappeared without a trace. He didn't even heal his injuries, so I don't know if it's reliable?It might be a good choice to practice under this old monk.

He can be a monk or a Taoist priest, as long as he is pure and at ease, if he can escape completely in his previous life, he will probably choose to become a monk.

It's just that he should have no extra choice right now, because the Wang family was scared away by the old monk, but if he walked out of the temple gate, he might be beaten to death by the side of the road in less than half an hour.

click.

At this moment, two monks, one old and one young, pushed open the door.

"Young master, this old monk has boiled some medicine for you, and you can take it to alleviate the injury."

Meng Yuan got up to thank him, took the medicine bowl, and drank it in one gulp without changing his expression.

"Thank you, Master, for saving your life today. Yuque is deeply grateful." Meng Yuan thanked him again.

The old monk helped him up, his arms were particularly strong.

With a smile on his face, he said to Meng Yuan: "The benefactor has Buddhism in his heart, his great kindness has manifested, he has gone through the sufferings of the world, and he is really destined to be with this old monk."

Meng Yuan was overjoyed when he heard that, he didn't realize that the old monk also had intentions, and immediately leaned over and said: "I have nothing to worry about, I implore the master to let me enter the monk's door, so that I can enjoy peace and freedom."

"That's good, that's good, good man, hearing the Buddha's Dharma, he likes to enter the recluse now. It's for Samyak Sambodhi, and he has no intention of not accepting it. You should choose an auspicious day to be ordained and become a monk for you."

The little monk beside him gestured and said, "Master, tomorrow is the Buddha's birthday, so I can shave my brother."

The old monk suddenly became even more happy and told Meng Yuan to have a good rest, fast today and ordain him tomorrow.

Meng Yuan complied, and didn't eat a single grain of rice until evening, but at noon, the old monk sent the young monk to deliver a bowl of medicine. After drinking it, not only was his hunger full, but his injuries improved a lot, and he felt miraculous.

Before going to sleep, the little monk sent him another bowl of medicine for him to drink.

"Thank you, Brother Miaoyan." Meng Yuan thanked him. He already knew the young monk's name from the old monk.

The little monk smiled and said it was okay, then reminded him what he thought of, and gestured twice with his hand, but Meng Yuan really couldn't understand sign language, and it took him a long time to understand the meaning of the wonderful words.

"Brother, do you mean that I should not go out at night?"

The little monk Miaoyan shook his head, then pointed again.

Meng Yuan said again: "You can go out, but don't go near the main hall?"

It was finally right this time, the little monk nodded and pointed to his head to remind him to remember.

Meng Yuan also readily agreed, but he was a little puzzled, why can't he approach the hall at night?

However, no matter how outrageous the rules are, don't touch them if you have nothing to do. Meng Yuan will not knowingly break them and just lie in bed to rest.

But it was said that in a mansion in the middle of Luoxia Town, this was the house of the local powerful Wang family.

The steward came back this morning to report that the old monk in the small Fa Temple seemed to have broken through to the Golden Core realm, and Wang Tong, the head of the Wang family, had to come to report tonight when the ancestor finished his practice.

I saw him standing in front of a stone gate and told the whole story clearly. After a long time after the stone gate, an old voice came: "You said that old monk only showed his glory and did not show the golden core?"

Wang Tong bowed and said: "Yes, ancestor, Wang Hu saw this with his own eyes. The golden light protecting the body is like a pill. There is absolutely nothing wrong with it."

"Well, that means the monk hasn't cast the golden elixir yet, it's just a mere illusion. But don't be careless. This is also a last-minute thing."

"Ancestor, do you think you should send someone to eradicate those monks?"

The Wang family is able to dominate Luoxia Town because there is an ancestor of the Golden Core Realm in the family. If there is one more, it will definitely endanger the status, and eradication has been done frequently.

"The old monk came here three years ago to subdue the evil spirits in the ruined temple. He has a lot of skills and a reputation, so don't be careless."

Wang Tong immediately understood what his ancestor meant and bowed and retreated.

In the middle of the night, two black shadows emerged from the Wang family's house, disappeared in the darkness, and headed north.

Within half an hour, they arrived in front of the dilapidated temple. Looking at the simple plaque on the temple door, which read the three characters "Xiaofa Temple", the two of them nodded and jumped as lightly as a civet cat and landed in the courtyard.

Both of them are dead warriors trained by the Wang family, with cultivation bases in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and they came here to wipe out the three monks.

Quietly across the yard, the two approached the left wing.

"There seems to be an ordinary person inside, probably the actor. Do you want to do something?"

"Not busy, find the old monk first."

To deal with a cultivator who is about to become a golden elixir, they cannot make any mistakes based on their cultivation. Even when they were sent here this time, they had already prepared to die together.

The two dead men bypassed the wing where Meng Yuan was and headed to the right.

But when they passed by the entrance of the main hall, there was suddenly a faint sound of chanting sutras, and the two stopped, sticking to the entrance and looking through the gap.

In the main hall, under a tall Buddha statue, it was already late at night, but there was still a figure chanting Buddhist sutras with his back to the door of the hall. A green lamp was lit in front, but it was difficult to illuminate the surroundings except for the figure.

"It's that old monk. He's still reciting sutras at such a late hour. He's really a diligent person."

"Go ahead."

puff puff.

Two flying swords shot out from outside the palace, stabbing the figure to the core and falling to the ground with a bang.

It's so simple?
The two men opened the door of the palace and walked in. They stepped forward and turned the figure over to see that his face was indeed correct.

"Why did this monk come here at night to recite the Purana Sutra? Hehe, he has saved himself in advance. Let's go and kill the other three people so that we can go back and rest early." A dead man killed the man in front of the old monk. Throw this scripture away and prepare to leave.

The other companion always felt that it was too smooth, but he couldn't find any flaws at the moment, so they each put away the flying swords and went out of the hall.

Suddenly, the two of them stopped in unison and turned back suddenly.

I saw that the dead old monk sat up again without knowing when, still bending over and reciting the scriptures about the past life in a low voice.

"It's not good." The two dead soldiers thought of danger, and they all drew their flying swords.

Only this time, the huge Buddha statue in front of the old monk moved, and the two flying swords were slapped away with a huge palm, but the bloated body was very fast, and it grabbed the heads of the two men and squeezed it lightly.

There was a creaking sound of bones cracking, and the Buddha statue seemed to be completely alive, with a huge mouth open, and fine fangs seemed to be visible in the weak candlelight.

Two fresh human strips were sent into that mouth, followed by a terrifying chewing sound.

"You are so hypocritical of killing two people and still reciting sutras."

An indistinct voice came from above, but the old monk ignored it and continued to chant sutras.

And all of this was caught by a gaze from outside the palace gate.

(End of this chapter)