Mountain Little Divine Doctor

Unexpectedly, the iron pole monk smiled and didn't answer. He still went down the mountain to carry water. Zheng Yuyi came over: "Sir, why do you know he can't live tonight?"

Fang Qi looked at the mountain gate where the iron shoulder pole monk went down the mountain, "his heavenly spirit platform seal opened, which is a sign of being haunted. The soul left and people died. Is that enough? "

Miaomiao doesn't think so. "I don't know if someone else is going to be an immortal. It's not good for you to uncover other people's secrets."

Most people who want to become immortal only know the fate by themselves. It's a little bad to be told by others. Monks are generally taboo. Zheng Yuyi said, "maybe he is ill, but he is so strong, how can he be entangled with disease."

A monk came out of the hall and said, "three pilgrims, please come to the hall."

The three men followed him into the main hall, where Manjusri Bodhisattva was enshrined, but they didn't worship when they entered the hall. The monk who led them in was very strange, but he didn't say anything and directly led them in. Several monks came out of the hall. The head old monk put his hands together: "Amitabha, Lao Na has been waiting for a long time. Dharma protector and female Bodhisattva please follow me."

All the way into the third hall, which was built along the mountain, one floor higher than the other. When viewed from below, the temple overlaps with clouds, just like a fairyland.

The triple hall is the main hall of the body. Fang Qi walked in front of him, but he saluted respectfully. Miao Miao also worshipped three times. The flesh body is the relic of the monk sitting in the immortal, which is no different from the old man's body they saw in the underground cave of Hangu pass. But people have beauty and ugliness, and their mana is also high and low. This body is just a gilded body.

The old monk joined hands and saluted back. He still walked back until he passed the Wuzhong hall. Behind him was the mountain path. A monk lit a torch to illuminate the road ahead. He walked through the bamboo groves and trees to the back mountain. On one side of the back mountain was a cliff and on the other side was a towering stone wall. The thousand foot stone wall went straight into the cloud night.

It has just rained all day and night in the mountains. It is surrounded by clouds. There is no scene ten meters ahead, and I don't know how deep it is under the cliff, but I think the clouds roll and there is a faint sound of wind and thunder.

After walking more than a mile along the mountain path, a cave appeared in front of it and wrote "Shengshen cliff". When he came to the cave, the cave was blocked by a big stone, leaving only a small hole. The old monk coughed and said respectfully, "master, the person you want to wait for is coming."

It took a long time before a voice sounded inside: "I'm meditating. It's inconvenient to get up. Please come in."

I'll go. You block the door with such a big stone. Is this for me to carry a stone? Well, since the old monk asked me to protect the Dharma, I think they already know our identity. The old bald donkey's stinky shelf is too big. He won't welcome me when he sees me. Wait until I go in and trouble him later.

Fang Qi came to the stone. Zhenli gathered on one palm and pushed it gently. The big stone opened in response. The old monk Ji said, "please go in. Master has been closed for more than ten years. This time, he told us to have distinguished guests."

When the three entered the cave, the old monk also held a torch into the cave. The accompanying monk lit two iron chandeliers with a torch. The cave lit up. Fang Qi saw an old monk sitting cross legged on the Santai stone. The monk was unkempt, with a broken beard and drooping eyebrows. He didn't know how many years he had lived, but his gray hair, withered muscles and veins were exposed. The old monk didn't sit by himself, but was pressed and fixed on the Santai stone by an iron pillar. Black iron chains with thick arms were tied to his hands, feet and neck.

Among the three, only Zheng Yuyi was surprised. Practice has always been voluntary. Have you ever seen people lock their practice in an iron cage?

The old monk and his entourage were not surprised at all. They took out the wine and vegetables from the food box they brought up. It was not vegetarian food, but chicken, fish, meat and eggs. A stone table was full. The old monk took out the copper key and opened the iron chain on the old monk's hand. "Master, my disciple retired."

The old monk waved his hand and was very impatient: "take that crown out too. I can't see a Taoist in my life!" Hehe, I coaxed Zheng Yuyi out. Zheng Yuyi was so depressed that he quit with the monks.

The old monk was not as formal as other monks. He waved and said, "Dharma protector female Bodhisattva, please come up and sit down. There's wine today. Let's get drunk. " He reached out his dirty hand to catch a chicken, tore it up, picked up the tin pot and poured it into the mouth.

No wonder this guy is possessed by evil spirits. He turned out to be a meat and wine monk. It's a great misfortune for a demon to appear in Buddhism. I think he can't die for a while and will toss around. Therefore, the monks in the temple locked him in this provincial cave.

The old monk tore and ate a chicken. After drinking a pot of wine, he said, "ah, it smells good!" Hiccup asked, "how does Dharma protector say I can't live tonight?" The language was quite melancholy, as if he hadn't lived enough.

Miaomiao was angry. The old bald donkey ate her chicken and had no good way: "you can't live because of your own sin. You're trying to kill yourself. The king of hell wants to take you. Why

"Hell?" The old monk looked up and laughed, "if you let him come, I'll spit on his face!"

Wow, that's awesome. I don't want to. After hearing such brave words, the king of hell is afraid of numbness. Gods and ghosts are also afraid of villains. When the monk was young, I'm afraid he was also a fearless bastard.

"Monk, your heaven gate is open and the devil is coming in. The so-called dove occupies the magpie's nest. Can you live through tonight?" The so-called Tianmen refers to his Lingtai acupoint, which is the channel for souls to go in and out. The devil has won it many times before, but this time may be permanent.

Magic seizes people's houses for cultivation, which is no different from human cultivation. But the devil cultivation will not be forced as hard as human beings. It will find a cave to shut down for many years. The devil will toss vigorously. It doesn't matter if he tosses. Unfortunately, it's innocent people.

The old monk was indifferent. He picked up the beef and stuffed it in his mouth. Fang Qi picked up the wine jar and filled him with a pot of wine. "This table of wine and vegetables is for you to practice. Eat well and go on the road."

"Well, with Dharma guardians and female Bodhisattvas here, I'm at ease on my way." The old monk is not taboo. Instead, he drinks wine and eats meat. He doesn't think it's bad to be possessed by evil“ Dharma protector, I have only one request. Take out my soul and give this body to the devil. I would be grateful if I could kill my body when I was possessed. I turned into an iron pole monk and went down the mountain to carry water, just to see what kind of person the Dharma protector is. "

As soon as his voice fell, Fang Qi and Miao Miao heard the Song Tao roaring outside the cave. The strange movement made people shudder.