Peerless Headmaster

Chapter 949 The Past of the Demon Buddha

The Mofo Bo Xun in front of him had a peaceful face and a calm demeanor, and his whole body exuded warmth, not at all as crazy and terrifying as before.

If the Demon Buddha Bo Xun in Ning Heng's impression is a big devil with monstrous power and murderous aura, then the peaceful and gentle monk in front of him has no shadow of Bo Xun at all.

But his face was that of Mofo Bo Xun, and even the injuries on his body hadn't healed yet.

But Bo Xun gave Ning Heng a completely different feeling, even though he looked the same, it was like a different person.

Seeing Ning Heng staring at him blankly, Bo Xun couldn't help showing a faint smile, clasped his hands together and softly recited the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

Ning Heng was relieved when he heard the Buddha's name, looked up and down at Bo Xun, and asked in astonishment, "Who are you?"

"Poor monk Bo Xun." The gentle monk in front of him replied.

Ning Heng scratched his head, a little confused, what is Bo Xun doing now?Why did it become like this?Did you pretend to be in front of yourself on purpose?But there is no reason at all.

It's no wonder that Ning Heng was confused. If other people had seen Bo Xun's fierce appearance before, and now they saw a completely different Bo Xun, they would fall into such confusion and surprise.

Bo Xun smiled slightly and waved towards Ning Heng.

Ning Heng was indifferent, and stared at Bo Xun with vigilance. He would not let his guard down just because Bo Xun's demeanor had completely changed at the moment.

Just kidding, this is Bo Xun, the demon Buddha. I don’t know how many people have been killed, and I don’t know how much blood is stained on his hands. Even though he looks very gentle at the moment, Bo Xun is Bo Xun. In Ning Heng’s eyes, he is still That Demon Buddha who killed countless people.

Seeing that Ning Heng didn't respond, Bo Xun sighed softly, with a bit of helplessness and self-mockery on his face.

"Do you think the poor monk is strange now?" Bo Xun said with a wry smile.

Ning Heng didn't speak, but just hummed as an answer.

Bo Xun grinned wryly: "Do you want to know the past of the poor monk?"

Ning Heng immediately shook his head: "I don't want to know."

Bo Xun: "..."

Ning Heng really didn't want to know, he had no interest in Bo Xun's past, and now he just wanted to leave this place and return to Daling, so that he could see Lian Hongchen in the imperial capital earlier.

Bo Xun didn't mind Ning Heng being so direct, so he hesitated and said to Ning Heng, "Can I hear some of the past expressions from the poor monk?"

Ning Heng wanted to shake his head and say he didn't want to, but he noticed a sharp look in Bo Xun's eyes, and immediately swallowed the words that came to his lips, thinking that this guy looks so peaceful on the surface, but in fact he is still That ruthless Mofo Boxun.

"Speak, I'm listening." Ning Heng said.

Bo Xun nodded, but didn't speak immediately. He sat there in a daze, as if he was lost in memories, and he seemed to be sorting out his thoughts.

After a while, Bo Xun slowly spoke about his own past.

Bo Xun was born in an ordinary family, and he was a child of an ordinary family. Because Bo Xun was born with a spiritual Buddha heart, the golden body of the Buddha in the nearby temple was so bright that it made the ancient clock in the temple roar. The monks in the temple came to Bo Xun's home, persuaded Bo Xun's parents, and brought Bo Xun into the temple, allowing Bo Xun to live in the temple since he was a child.

Bo Xun grew up in that temple since he was a child, and received care from the residence and many elders of the master.

But also because of this, Bo Xun was jealous of other seniors and bullied him a lot on weekdays, so Bo Xun's childhood was not going well.

But Bo Xun didn't resent his senior brother because of this, he is a born kind person, he never thinks about the bad of others, he suffers from hardships and suffers from hardships by himself.

For Bo Xun, suffering is just a kind of tempering. Since he was a child, he believed that all people in the world are kind. As long as he cultivates Buddhism well, he will be able to persuade those who are temporarily confused to return to their good nature in the future.

When Bo Xun was six years old, a little girl often came to the monastery with her parents. The little girl's parents worshiped Buddha, and the little girl went to the backyard to play with Bo Xun, who was the same age.

Bo Xun grew up in the temple since he was a child, and has never had any contact with girls, but he has hit it off with the little girl. Although the little girl often dislikes Bo Xun's stupidity and only knows how to chant scriptures, Bo Xun is still willing to play with the little girl, and every day The most anticipated thing on this day is that the little girl came to the temple.

This expectation is 12 years.

In the past 12 years, Bo Xun and the little girl have been very familiar with each other like childhood sweethearts.

Bo Xun is already a handsome monk, his favorite thing is still chanting Buddhist scriptures, the brothers in the temple still like to bully him, and Bo Xun still doesn't take it to heart.

The little girl is very beautiful, she is a rare beauty in ten miles and eight villages, and people often go to the little girl's house to propose marriage.

However, the little girl has never been married, but since she reached the age of Ji, the number of times she came to the temple to worship Buddha and play with Bo Xun has become less and less.

Bo Xun didn't care, he just felt very comfortable when he was with the little girl. If the little girl didn't come, he wouldn't feel lost. In his eyes, the most important thing was to worship the Buddha every day.

The old monk who brought Bo Xun back to the temple once told Bo Xun that if Bo Xun wanted to return to vulgarity, he would let Bo Xun leave the temple.

Bo Xun didn't understand what the master meant, and thought it was because he did something bad that made the master angry, so he worshiped the Buddha every day more rigorously and piously.

Brothers often get together to laugh at Bo Xun, saying that he is a wooden fish head, just like the wooden fish he beats every day.

Bo Xun didn't understand what the brothers were talking about, he just took it as a joke to himself on weekdays, and didn't pay much attention to it.

Until a few months later, when Bo Xun knelt in front of the Buddhist hall and chanted sutras, he suddenly realized that the little girl hadn't been to the temple for several months.

Another month later, Bo Xun sat in front of the Buddha statue as usual.

The dust in front of the Buddha statue swept and fell, and the sound of chanting sutras stopped and came again.

Buddhism, the heart is like still water.

Familiar footsteps sounded from outside the Buddhist hall, Bo Xun didn't look back, the sound of chanting paused slightly, his mood fluctuated slightly, he knew who was coming.

"Little monk."

A familiar voice sounded behind Bo Xun, a voice that Bo Xun had been looking forward to for several months but never came.

When Bo Xun turned his head, he saw that her red dress was like fire, and she was as gorgeous as peach blossoms.

Bo Xun was taken aback, she felt that the little girl was dressed very nicely, a look she had never seen before.

"You're here." Bo Xun smiled gently, as always.

The girl smiled sweetly, and the wedding dress on her body looked brighter and more attractive.

"I'm getting married."

...

For some reason, the beads were scattered all over the place.

The Buddhist hall fell into silence, the wooden fish was silent, only the sound of the pages of the scriptures being turned by the wind blowing.

"Amitabha."

(End of this chapter)