Mountain Little Divine Doctor

The empty old monk had inconvenient legs and feet and tripped over broken bricks. Before his apprentice could lift him, the town well stele fell down. Fang Qi and Miao Miao were blown up by the strange wind. They wanted to lose their eyes. When they heard the news, they knew it was bad. They picked up Miao Miao and threw it out. As soon as I lifted my eyes and saw the Zhenjing stone fall, I held my breath hard and made a fierce move with the eight pole fist to "kick the mountain" and spin, "bang" kicked the Zhenjing stone on the Zhenjing stone, and immediately kicked the stone slab sideways and knocked down half of the courtyard wall.

The strange wind gradually stopped, and everyone came back to God like a soul. The empty monk and his disciples stood with pale faces and shaking their clothes. They couldn't even speak.

The worker who fell on the luohansong fell to the ground, his limbs twisted like a twist, his mouth and eyes tilted, and his mouth made a strange sound of "Ho Ho" and fluttered on the ground.

Lao Douzi immediately rushed over and slapped him on the Tianling acupoint. The worker's limbs gradually stopped twitching, but his mouth and eyes were still crooked. Lao Douzi twisted out several large silver needles and pricked them several times. He ordered the workers who fled to one side: "hurry to the hospital!"

After the crazy workers were taken away, the underground camp rang again. Several monks turned pale. Monk huijue murmured, "is there someone underground? How can you recite the arhat Sutra? "

The sound was not the sound of the wind blowing through the hole, otherwise he would not say it was the arhat Sutra.

Fang Qi and Miao Miao were laymen in scriptures. They only felt that the sound of the direct shaking people's Lingtai was shaking, Fang Qi asked Zhichan, "this is the arhat Scripture?"

Zhizen neither shook his head nor nodded, but said solemnly: "listen to this voice, it seems that it is not a person, but a group of people."

This is strange. The ancient well has been sealed for thousands of years, and Lingyun temple has been decadent for more than 100 years. Who is so nervous that he goes to the bottom of the well and sits chanting? According to the number of Arhats in the immortal class, there are at least 500. Can it be said that a large group of monks were cast at the bottom of the well thousands of years ago, and their souls are still chanting scriptures?

Not to mention that the monks don't believe it, even Fang Qi and Miao Miao, who have seen snake belt and eight eyed demon, don't believe it.

The void monk wanted to close the matter, but he was almost killed. Now there was a chanting sound at the bottom of the well, and he didn't have a claim for a moment, but he knew that the ancient well had been open all the time, and something would happen. If Lingyun temple is rebuilt, there will be problems. It turns out that he has selfish thoughts and wants to be the abbot of Lingyun temple.

In terms of history, Lingyun temple is more famous than Zhengguang temple where he stayed. Now he has to build a temple to worship sacred objects. That status is absolutely second to none in the province and can also rank in the top ten in the country. There are no three temples dedicated to Buddha finger relic in the country. Lingyun temple will become a holy place for Buddhists sooner or later.

When Zhichan and huijue discussed, the disciple helped him and shouted several times. He looked dull and suddenly stood there without saying a word. The disciple still knew what was on his master's mind. He said to Zhichan and huijue, "master, the old man is frightened. I'll send him down the mountain first."

Huijue and Zhichan sent each other outside the front hall. Miao Miao whispered to each other, "the old monk of void can act very well. The stone flies. It's slapping him in the face."

Lao Douzi came over and said, "Dharma protector, your Kung Fu has improved a lot. This foot was really powerful just now."

Fang Qi frowned, sat on the broken brick, hugged his feet and cried out for pain. At this time, he felt that his feet hurt badly. Laodou smiled: "I thought you had practiced divine skill." He took off his shoes and socks and gave him some needles to help massage.

Zhao Sangang was scared to death by the sudden flying stone just now. They said it for a long time before they slowly recovered. They also ran over and asked Fang Qi if there was anything wrong.

Give me the Beanstalk massage, master Fang Jue Pull up his robe, squat in front of Fang Qi, stretch out his hands, pinch Fang Qi's feet, pinch several acupoints, push and send, and the painful Fang Qi is sweating.

Miao Miao saw that the monk's technique was different. "Old monk, do you know martial arts?"

Hui Jue didn't answer. He made a fist with his right hand and rolled it on Fang Qi's foot more than ten times. Fang Qi only felt that his feet were going to be crushed.

"Well," Hui Jue said with his right hand, and Fang Qi stood up and moved his right foot. "It doesn't hurt anymore. Thank you, old monk."

Monk huijue put his hands together and saluted them: "good, good, Dharma protector Bodhisattva, I'm polite."

Fang Qi and Miao Miao looked at each other and looked puzzled. Fang Qi sat down and put on his skirt and shoes. Miao Miao asked, "old monk, how do you call us that?" Zhizen seems to be able to say that because they brought the Buddha finger relic back from Japan.

"Ah, you two have a good relationship with the Dharma and have done great good things. The merciful light is shrouded in purple, which is not comparable to ordinary people."

It turned out that the old monk also had insight and could see their unique aura. Fang Qixin said that he would compete with the monk if he had the opportunity to see what he could say.

Although Zhao Sangang didn't understand the specific meaning of this title, he thought Fang Qi was a lucky man to lead the whole village to become rich, so he interrupted: "Qizi is the leader of our village. Our village can't be like this without him. Lingyun temple can't be built. "

Monk huijue took the rosary handed back to him by his apprentice and asked Fang Qi what to do about the ancient well.

Fang Qi said to Zhichan, "since the old man said, let's go down and see what's strange below."

Huijue pondered, turned back and said to Zhao Sangang, "please find a winch for the village head to prepare the flashlight, food, gas mask and thick clothes."

The wise Zen monk said aside, "it's better to block than to drain. The Zhenjing stone has been in town for thousands of years, and the destruction of the Bodhi tower is also a disaster. I want to break into the dragon's pool and tiger's den. "

Zhao Sangang heard that they would go down to explore the well, and knew that he did not has the final say whether he was going to explore or not. If he did not explore it, he would probably be able to make things happen again.

He went to call someone to arrange, and old bean here also called the little monk of Juebi temple to find the tools and rituals to do Dharma. Gujing has a lot of grievances. It's a lot of bad luck. It's not a bad thing to make more preparations.

Huijue and Zhichan were discussing the rules of doing Dharma. Fang Qi and Miao Miao whispered aside. Because the arhat pine grew strange, there must be something like bacteria below. As for what else would be strange, they only knew when they went down the well.

It's not unreasonable for Liu Bingzhong to build a stone town tower in the wellhead town. There are many strange things about the well. When Liu Bingzhong planned Yuandadu, he arranged gossip according to the terrain and built the old city commonly known as "eight armed Nezha", and also built dozens of wells in the city to restore Fengshui.

I don't know what he wanted in the well in Leshi in his early years.