Take your sister to catch a ghost

Chapter 216
"The abbot's Dharma name is Shi Haixin. No one knows what his original name is... He has been in this temple for a long time, and he hasn't told us how long." Shande monk said.

"Does he have no relatives?"

"I haven't seen it, probably not. I heard from the older uncle in the temple that the abbot has not been down the mountain for decades."

For decades, won't it be suffocated?Thinking about it makes me feel bored.

"The abbot is very powerful and kind-hearted. He often helps people answer questions. He is also good at medicine. Many difficult and miscellaneous diseases that cannot be cured under the mountain are treated by the abbot."

What I care about is not these, but the past affairs of the abbot.

"By the way, the abbot has another habit." Monk Shande suddenly remembered something, and said, "The abbot will stay in the Hall of Compassion for several hours every day. He will tell the body Bodhisattva everything, but he never tells us. .”

I hesitated for a moment, how could there be such a strange habit?Could it be that he fell in love with the Bodhisattva in the flesh?sin sin!
"Every day?"

He hummed: "Never broke."

At this moment, the bell rang in the temple, and the monk Shande touched his head annoyedly: "Oops, I'm going to guard the Daxiong Palace, and the pilgrims will come soon!"

I nodded kindly: "Go ahead!"

The figure of Monk Shande hadn't completely disappeared yet, suddenly a pair of hands rested on my shoulders.

I was startled and turned around suddenly, it turned out to be the old man Chen Yuming!

It was able to appear behind me without me noticing. If I don't add karmic fire and evil spirit now, the strength of light Taoism should be that of a hidden Taoist. made up for it.

The person who can approach me silently now must be a Taoist priest or above.

There are seven levels of Taoist priests, offering wine, being at home, becoming a monk, living in the mountains, secluded, immortal, and naive. Levels stack.

If the Immortal Taoist priest wants to leap to the innocent Taoist priesthood, he can't just rely on strength, the right time, place and people must be considered.

I stared at him for a while, and he smiled: "Young man, is there anything you want to ask me?"

"Are you Taoist?" I swallowed and asked directly.

He smiled: "No, I just believe in it, but not Taoism."

I frowned, I didn't expect it, I thought he was a Taoist.

"Then do you know where Chishi Mountain is?" I asked the question again.

The old man froze for a moment, then pointed to his feet.

"This is it?"

He nodded.

"Really?"

"real."

This time I paused for a long time before realizing that the old man had already left.

"Tell me, the abbot monk, that I'm gone. If he has time, he should also take the time to visit his old friends."

After the old man finished speaking, he left. I froze on the spot. When I looked back, I found that the abbot was standing behind me, watching the old man's back as he walked further and further away.

After a little hesitation, I stepped forward and relayed the old man's words to the abbot.

The abbot nodded, looked back at the Hall of Compassion, and then stepped forward to close the door gently.

"A lot of ghosts have come near the temple in the past few days, and I'm afraid something big will happen." The abbot said thoughtfully, looking at the clouds floating in the sky.

When I heard it, I was shocked. It seems that this is really Chishi Mountain!
"After NO.15, I'm going to visit my old friend." The abbot continued.

I looked at the beautiful scenery around here, and then explained my real reason for coming here with a face full of guilt, because the ghosts that the abbot said came because of us.

After listening to what I said, he said, "You two should live here first. You are afraid of danger outside, but the Buddha's light is shining inside here, and those things dare not come in at will."

I sincerely said thank you, and then asked: "The master performed last night was Maoshan's spiritism?"

He glanced at me and nodded.

"Exactly!"

When I heard it, I was excited. A Buddhist can use Taoist spells. There must be some secret in it!
"I was originally a member of the Maoshan sect, but a catastrophe happened decades ago, and all of our sect disappeared, and now there are only five people left!"

"What catastrophe?" I was a little surprised. Although the Maoshan sect is not as prosperous as the Quanzhen sect, it is one of the five sects of Taoism, and one of its branches must have a large number of people. Up to now, there are only three left.

"Ghosts are in trouble!" the abbot said, lost in thought.

He later told me about the disaster, it was decades ago, and he was still a young man at that time.

He didn't personally experience that catastrophe back then, because only one of the people who experienced it was still alive, and they were all foreign disciples of that tribe, so they were able to escape the catastrophe!
"Where are the remaining five people now?" I asked.

He thought for a while: "There were five people left a few decades ago, but now there are probably only two left."

"Where is anyone else besides you?"

"It's the person Chen Yuming went to find. That person is the only one who survived the disaster... Let's not talk about the place where he is... He cut off all the roads to go there, just to Keep others from disturbing him."

I said oh, it seems that he must have experienced something, otherwise he wouldn't have shut himself up.

"The outside world sent people to look for people from your tribe, but they couldn't find them." I told him the news.

He chuckled: "That person doesn't want others to find him, even if Patriarch Maoshan comes!"

The man he was talking about was the only one who survived the catastrophe. He described it so well that I couldn't help but want to see him.

"Is he great?" I asked.

The abbot smiled and said nothing, silence is the best answer.

Seeing that he didn't answer, I asked endlessly: "Senior Chen Yuming, why do you always wear gloves?"

The abbot smiled and said, "Because he is afraid of hurting others!"

I frowned, why can my hands hurt others?

"Tianguanshou!" the abbot said, "Tianguanshou is not something that belongs to people, and it will lose control after a certain period of time. As long as it comes into contact with Tianguanshou, no matter whether it is a person or a ghost, it will be hurt!"

This time I was completely stunned. I thought his hand was really sick, but I didn't expect it to be Tianguan's hand. No wonder his expression suddenly changed when he shook hands with Xiaoxi.

Tianguanshou is different from Duanzhang, Duanzhang is often found, but Tianguanshou is rare, I never thought that I would meet two in my lifetime.

"What's wrong with you?" He asked me seeing my strange look.

"Nothing!" I said hurriedly, and then asked, "You are from Taoism, why did you become a monk here?"

As soon as this was mentioned, the ease in his eyes just now disappeared, replaced by a heavy and deep sorrow from the depths of his soul, and his expression changed so quickly that it was jaw-dropping.

He, who had always been stable, was at a loss at this moment, his old face was full of embarrassment, just like a homeless man watching someone else's family reunion on New Year's Eve, he was extraordinarily desolate and pitiful.

"Did I ask something wrong?" I asked uncertainly.

With trembling lips, he said, "No...no, I...have something to do, so I'm leaving first!"

After speaking, he didn't stay for a moment, and left as if he was running away.

I stared at his back in a daze for a long time, what is he afraid of?
I looked back at the Hall of Compassion and Heart...it must have something to do with her!

……

Now that I know that this is Chishi Mountain, I naturally can't stay here with peace of mind. Maybe Lin Qu is suffering somewhere.

Talked to Xiaoxi, and then went to Manshan to search for it.

Today is NO.13, and I see that people are gradually rushing to the temple. They probably want to visit the bodhisattva on the first day of his "down to earth".

But why, watching them enter this temple, I always feel a little uneasy!
I searched on the mountain all day, but did not find any traces related to Lin Qu, and returned to the temple without any success.

The tourists who came in worshiped the Buddha in the Daxiong Hall, and then went to donate sesame oil money.

I touched my pocket, I was so shy, I lived here for nothing, I hope they won't blame me.

The host was sitting at the side of the main hall, helping the pilgrims to answer their doubts, seeing that they were all busy, so he didn't bother them, and ran to the backyard by himself.

When I arrived at the backyard, I saw several young monks standing outside the Hall of Compassion. Others were not allowed to approach them, saying that they could only enter after No. 15.

I looked at the stones inlaid on the eaves of the Hall of Compassionate Heart, and now it has changed a color, from the previous gray to light red.

The little novice saw that I was fascinated, and said: "It will look better when it is No. 15. The stones on the mountain have turned red."

"Is it all over the mountain?"

"Well, under the moon, the mountains are all red."

After listening to it, I understood something... It seems that the night of NO.15 will be another sleepless night!
(End of this chapter)