Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 396 Pink Skull
The way of kings and tyrants - she heard it as "the way of kings and bullies" at the beginning - her father is a person in this way.

Grandpa is a leader who is proficient in the way of intrigue.

The way of generals, the reason why Xiao Yating remembers this is because her grandfather once said with regret that if she was not a daughter, then she must be the most suitable to practice this way.

Could Yang Hao be this kind?The girl pondered, but there was no answer.

At this time, the little monk followed up the complaints of the little loli and began to complain about 'Indian cuisine': "Hey, who said that Indians can only cook curry? This is as ridiculous as Americans think we still have braids."

"In fact, as one of the four ancient civilizations, India's cuisine is not inferior to any country in the world, including us, but because of inherent prejudice and ignorance, people make generalizations and jump to conclusions. "

He gushed: "It's like in the eyes of Americans, shredded pork with green peppers and mapo tofu are all our delicacies, but on the contrary, we also think that Americans only have fried chicken and Coke..."

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Yang Hao coughed heavily, gave the little monk wild winks, and handed him the menu: "Okay, okay, Master Xingji, since you know Indian cuisine so well, then you can order a few more that you think A good dish worth recommending.”

The little monk hadn't noticed that little loli's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He took the menu and asked Yang Hao, "Brother Hao, are your eyes uncomfortable? How about I order two for you?" Dao delicacy for clearing the liver and improving eyesight, nourishing it?"

Swish!
This time, even Yang Hao's face started to turn dark, and he wished to ask the waiter for a big plate of curry, so that the little monk's face was so confused!
Fortunately, at this time, the waiter brought up the appetizers, as well as the rum that went with the meal. It was considered that the meal had officially entered the stage. Everyone began to taste the food, and the atmosphere was not so embarrassing.

Little Loli pursed her mouth, took a fork and viciously forked the dishes on the plate into her mouth, but found that the taste was really good, so she temporarily forgot her troubles and began to eat.

She also sneaked a glance at Xiao Yating, only to realize that the way the other person eats is quite casual, without pretending to be elegant, because there is no need to 'pretend', but it naturally gives people a pleasing and elegant feeling.

Little Lolita couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, so she simply turned her grief and anger into appetite, holding a knife and fork in her hand, and began to bury her head in the fight against the delicious food in front of her.

Sanpao was not used to knives and forks, so he asked the waiter for chopsticks in a low voice, but was told by the waiter that he could not meet his request because the reason was that this was a high-end new style Indian restaurant, and only knives and forks were prepared for customers for the time being.

Hearing the reason of being 'tall', Sanpao didn't bother to embarrass the waiter, so he simply rolled up his sleeves and ate with his hands.

The little monk chuckled and joked, "Brother Pao, this is the authentic Indian way of eating. Using a knife and fork seems westernized."

Sanpao didn't bother to talk to him, and focused on eating and drinking on his own. The second dog next to him changed the subject and said, "Don't tell me, the taste of this Indian food is really good, especially at the moment of entrance, there are all kinds of strange tastes. The orderly arrangement of fragrance and fragrance is simply...indescribable."

The little monk nodded: "Of course, Lord Buddha, when I went to Dongying to save sentient beings, I basically ate all the top restaurants in Dongying from south to north, such as French food, Italian food, and Indian food. It is a famous restaurant, and I have eaten in almost all of them.”

"If you want to say that the taste is the best, it is really Indian food. If you don't say anything else, there are hundreds of spices used by Indian cooks when cooking."

"Often a seemingly simple appetizer contains dozens of spices, but it doesn't feel confusing when you eat it. It's a miracle on the tip of your tongue."

While recalling the past, the little monk pretended to be invisibly, making the little loli, who had finally forgotten her troubles just now, start to turn dark again.

Seeing this, Yang Hao couldn't help reaching out and tapping the little monk's bald head, and said angrily: "You can't stop your mouth even with delicious food, besides, as a monk, shouldn't you be empty of all four things? Mao still pursues his appetite so much, what about your professional ethics?"

The little monk pursed his lips, his face full of disapproval: "Tch, as the saying goes, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha sits in the heart, so what's the matter with eating and drinking, the Buddha is fine if I don't go to the big health care."

puff!
Yang Hao almost sprayed him with curry, and said in shock: "Fuck me, how about taking care of yourself? With your enlightened mind, you can even sneak into Buddhism? I'm starting to feel a little sad for Buddha, really."

The little monk snorted: "Brother Hao, it seems that you don't know the allusion of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva's 'Pink Skull'."

He eloquently said: "According to the legend, the Bodhisattva is for the lost people. Instead of letting them sink into the flesh, he will donate with the flesh, showing the appearance of pink, and what will happen to the lost people."

"Then when there is great joy, the body of a skeleton appears to guide people to enlightenment. This is the 'pink skull', which represents the meaning of great silence after great joy."

As he said that, the little monk shrugged triumphantly: "So the Buddha can still cut meat to feed the eagle, and the Bodhisattva can also give alms in the flesh. Why can't the Buddha take good care of me because of Mao?"

He finally added: "Of course, my Dharma practice is not deep enough now, and I probably can't hold on to it, so I can't use this method to save those women who have stumbled. I can only talk about it later."

Yang Hao's head was full of black lines, while the others were confused, only Xiao Yating was ignorant, she thought for a while and said: "Master Xingji, my grandmother is a Buddhist, so I have no doubts about it." I have also dabbled in Buddhist scriptures, but... I don't have much impression of your allusion to the 'pink skull', may I ask which Buddhist classic it came from?"

The little monk was taken aback for a moment, then laughed dryly, and said to him from left to right: "Hehe, well...Brother Hao, your beautiful friend has a wide range of knowledge, and even has research on Buddhist scriptures. Little monk really I really admire it."

Now, Yang Hao also knew that this kid was fooling him in all likelihood just now, so he said angrily: "Tell you to pretend to be aggressive, this time hit the muzzle of the gun."

The little monk blushed and said in embarrassment: "Ahem, um... well, I admit that the 'Pink Skull' is just a legend, but the Tantric Joy Zen should be the genuine Mahayana Buddhism, right?"

Of course, Xiao Yating would not mix this kind of topic anymore. Besides, she really didn't study things like health care and happiness meditation. \(“▔▔▔)/
At this moment, the bewildered little Lolita finally couldn't help but ask weakly, "Brother, what is 'Big Sword', and what is 'Happy Entanglement'?"

　Thanks for the merciless reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)