My master is the coffin

Chapter 32 Dumb
I nodded: "Not only is he a mute, but he is also a deaf person. We knocked on the door just now. We knocked on the door for more than ten minutes, but no one answered the door."

The abbot stopped me: "That's not right, if this person is deaf, why did he hear the call to buy a coffin?"

I sighed, "Who knows?"

Then I asked the young man, "Did you hear a baby crying in there? Like a newborn baby?"

The young man shook his head: "No. It's surprisingly quiet inside."

While talking, the young man had already tied the coffin. He took out the tractor crank and said to us: "Thank you two, I have to go. By the way, I remember when we came, our The old man specifically told me to leave as soon as I bought the coffin, and don’t look around in it. I think there are a lot of taboos in this coffin shop, you better be careful.”

The abbot and I nodded and waved goodbye to the young man.

The tractor went bang bang bang.The abbot and I covered our ears and stood at the intersection worrying.

I said to the abbot, "It seems that there is a problem here. Since no child was born, why did Master push that woman's soul into the door?"

The abbot thought for a while: "I can't say for sure. What if the child fell asleep and the young man went in and didn't hear it?"

I pointed to my ears: "That broken tractor made such a loud noise just now that my ears are buzzing now. Can that kid sleep?"

The abbot could only nod his head, and after a few seconds, he said resentfully: "Maybe this child is also deaf because of his parents."

I waved my hand: "Don't talk nonsense, what should we do now?"

The abbot pointed hesitantly at the black wooden door: "Why don't we pretend to buy coffins?"

My eyes lit up: "This method is good, abbot, you are quite smart."

The abbot smiled wryly: "We really want to go in? Xu You, I always feel that this place is a bit evil. How about we think again."

I said dissatisfied: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, what will you do if you don't enter?"

The abbot said clearly: "If you don't go in, you don't go in. Whether there are children in it, it doesn't matter to us? Last night, that woman was not related to us. We don't care where her soul is detained."

I stared: "Abbot, are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? If we don't figure this out, can we know where my master came from? If you like to stay with him in Dasheng Temple, don't knock on the door. "

The abbot scratched his bald head vigorously, thought for a while with a sad face, then reached out and knocked on the door for a while, shouting at the top of his voice, "Buy a coffin."

Sure enough, after the voice was uttered, the black wooden door creaked and opened.

I stole a peek inside.I found that the yard was scattered and there were a lot of sundries.More importantly, there is no one here.

I looked back at the abbot: "Who opened the door for us?"

The abbot said nervously, "Is this door alive? Can you open it yourself?"

The two of us stood at the door to discuss for a while, and finally walked in boldly.

I had just walked into the gate when suddenly the abbot let out a voice behind me.This sudden sound made me tremble all over in fright, and I almost sat on the ground.

I turned around angrily: "You're so paralyzed that you're going to die, it's okay, why are you howling... hey?"

After I cursed, I realized that there was a skinny man standing behind the gate.The whole body is covered with skin and bones, and his eyes are rolling around, staring directly at the two of us.

The abbot was a little aggrieved, pointed at this person and said: "This kid opened the door as soon as he opened it, and even hid himself behind the door. When I turned around, I suddenly saw such a guy. Can I not be afraid?"

The abbot and I looked at this man while mumbling and discussing.The man looked at us twice, then suddenly pointed to the yard and gestured twice.

There are many coffins in the yard, it seems that he wants us to choose.

I looked at the man and couldn't help but smile: "Dude, are you really dumb?"

The man looked at the sky, walked silently into the yard, and patted one of the coffins.The coffin made a bang bang bang sound.Then he gave a thumbs up, meaning, listen to this sound, good coffin.

I looked at the abbot: "Do you think this coffin is okay?"

The abbot's eyes wandered: "I haven't bought it either."

I nodded: "I haven't bought it either, but I have bought watermelon. It sounds like it's not very good..."

If it wasn't for the pile of coffins, the monk would probably burst out laughing.He waved his hand: "Xu You, you really want to die, you are so disrespectful to the dead, you really deserve it."

I was serious: "Abbot, I've eaten all the ghost food, broken pots, what else should I be afraid of?"

The abbot nodded repeatedly, clasped his hands together, and kept calling Amitabha, no wonder he was offended.

Seeing that I was not satisfied with the coffin, the mute patted another one.I still shook my head and asked him, "Is there anything better?"

The mute was a little confused, and looked at me like he was thinking: "Is this kid here to make trouble?"

Seeing that things were going to happen, I quickly said, "How about taking us into the house to have a look? A good coffin should be placed inside the house. What's the matter with the feng shui sunbathing in the yard?"

The mute hesitated for a moment, then nodded and led us in.

There were more than a dozen coffins scattered about in the room.

I glanced and saw pots and pans in the corner.Other than that, there are no living utensils.I couldn't help but wonder, and asked, "Dude, where are you sleeping?"

The mute patted the coffin beside him casually.I looked there and found that the coffin was uncovered, and there were pillows and quilts inside.

The abbot and I couldn't help but nodded: "What a strange person."

Then, the two of us started picking coffins again.

Of course, the purpose of this trip was not to buy a coffin. The abbot and I were looking around in the house, and suddenly found a small door in the wall.The two of us pointed to the small door and asked, "Where is the best coffin?" Then we walked quickly and were about to open the door and enter the house.

However, the mute rushed forward and stood in front of us.The expression is serious, and the eyes are terrible.

The two of us smiled awkwardly: "Don't go in, don't go in. Pick outside."

The abbot and I looked at the coffin pretendingly, and asked in our ears: "How is it?"

I whispered, "There must be something wrong with that door. We have to find a way to get in."

The abbot looked at the mute who was standing not far away with his arms folded: "How do you get in? This man is so weird, if he pissed him off, he might kill us both, and put him in a coffin and bury him on the spot."

I waved my hand: "Forget it, if you really want to kill you, who will prepare a coffin for you. Let's go back now, and sneak in at night when he is not paying attention."

The abbot nodded in agreement.

Although the mute can't speak, he is not stupid.At this time, we can also see that the two of us are not here to buy a coffin.So I'm not enthusiastic about selling coffins.One stood by, looking at the two of us warily.

I quietly pressed my phone twice in my trouser pocket.Then, a bell rang.I pretended to call: "Hello? Old Wang. I'm at the coffin shop. Yes, yes, I'm buying a coffin for Lao Li. Isn't he dying? Ah? What did you say? He was rescued? Okay, okay, I Be right back."

Then, I put the phone in my pocket and looked at the mute with an apologetic expression: "Dude, I'm sorry. You can't buy this coffin anymore. The doctor is very skilled and saved the person back."

The mute looked at the two of us coldly and remained motionless.

The abbot grabbed me and said, "Don't be polite, let's go."

The two of us ran out of the coffin shop in despair.

At this time, it was already afternoon.The two of us didn't even eat lunch, and we were so hungry.

Although this is a suburb, it belongs to the city after all, and there are still small casual restaurants. The abbot and I found a restaurant, ordered a few dishes, and started to eat and drink.

The proprietress of the restaurant is also a straightforward person. She looked at the abbot disdainfully while serving the dishes: "These monks are getting more and more unruly. They can't become a Buddha with simple food. They still want to eat stir-fried vegetables."

The abbot blushed like a big apple, he couldn't say anything, he just ate with his head down.

I thought the proprietress might be an enthusiastic person, so I asked her, "Sister, let me ask you something."

The proprietress smiled from ear to ear: "This young man can talk, let's talk, what's the matter?"

I hesitated for a moment: "What's the matter with the coffin shop in your village?"

As soon as I mentioned the coffin shop, the proprietress' face suddenly changed.I thought to myself: "Not good, did I annoy her again?"

However, the proprietress was silent for a while, and asked, "What do you ask that coffin shop for?"

I pointed to the monk next to me: "This is an eminent monk. When he was traveling around recently, he felt that there was something wrong with the coffin shop. It was a disaster for the neighbors, so I wanted to ask about the situation and see if I could help you out." This is difficult."

The proprietress looked at the abbot who was full of greasy food in doubt: "Master? Just him?"

I quickly kicked the abbot.The abbot understood, and wiped the oil off his mouth with his hand.Standing up, he put his hands together and said: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart is kept. Color is empty, and wine and meat are also empty. In the eyes of the poor monk, chicken, duck, fish and meat are no different from grains and miscellaneous grains. The poor monk eats them precisely because he knows the truth of practicing Buddhism. Dao, don’t stick to precepts, but cultivate your mind.”

I was dumbfounded by these words.

I lived in the Dasheng Temple for a long time, and I knew that the abbot worked very hard to cheat. He often studied the scriptures, and he came to a large section of scriptures casually, and some of them were more proficient than the real monks in the religious class.But I didn't expect that he could say such great truths.

The abbot is a liar. If a liar wants to succeed, he must first make people believe what he said is true.The abbot has been cheating in Dasheng Temple for decades, and he is really good at this aspect.Facial expressions, language, voice, body movements.Such a cooperation, like bathing in the holy light, scared the proprietress at once.

(End of this chapter)