The devil is coming

Chapter 913 Angry!
"Master, let's eat."
Little monk Liao Fan laid out the food and called his master.
Master came over and sat down. On weekdays, Master was very crazy, but there were only two times when Master was very sober.
First, when entering Prince Pingxi’s palace, he was not in a daze like Liu Ha Lazi, but was as solemn as possible;
First, when eating, Master will be there immediately if he calls out, and he will never stay there and continue to wander around.
Really crazy, really crazy,
Fake madness is also fake madness,
As long as a person lives, he will be crazy when he should be crazy and sober when he should be sober. This is also a kind of carefreeness.
The food was hearty and vegetarian, but not too demanding. There was plenty of oil and water, and some of the chowder dishes included shredded pork, which the master and apprentice both ate without fail.
They are the only serious monks in Hulu Temple, and some disabled old soldiers are also placed here;
In the early days of the arrangements for Calabash Temple, the palace was more of a resettlement place for disabled veterans. Most of them were orphans and widowers with no family members and severe disabilities. They were unable to handle other jobs such as "jailers" or "fire castle caregivers." For this kind of thing, Calabash Temple is a good place. On weekdays, you only need to fetch water and sweep the floor.
It is not that the temple has not thought of recruiting some more monks to enrich the execution ground, but the Pingxi Palace has always been extremely strict in managing this aspect, especially in the past two years, the land in eastern Shanxi has become almost a forbidden area for all outsiders;
At any time, most of the people outside the country are cheating on food and drink. There are not none who are really capable. For example, there are many in the back mountains of Qian Kingdom and in Qintian Prison in various countries. Most of the time, they don’t need to wander around. Have its own foundation.
When ordinary people from outside the country enter Jindong, once they are discovered, they will be "invited" to receive "ideological education" immediately, and then packaged in batches and sent to the snowy fields to enrich and improve the knowledge of the wild people in the snowy fields. Spiritual and cultural life.
Everyone is just trying to make a living, so there is really no need to challenge the highest level of difficulty directly.
Therefore, there is only one Calabash Temple in the huge Fengxin City, which makes the business of the master and the apprentice quite busy.
Fengxin City has a special drum and bugle corps. There are suona and drums. They were formerly buglers in the army. They blew horns and drums to make gold. On weekdays, they took on the work of beating and banging. In wartime, they had to He was drafted into the military camp and picked up his old job.
But in religious ceremonies, since there were only two masters and apprentices, they were compressed as much as possible.
Many times, the master and the apprentice have to go to more than a dozen houses a day to give blessings, perform funerals, etc. where they are needed. The master and the apprentice can only recite a sutra at the scene, and then rush to the next scene immediately. The red tent is the reddest one. My sister and I are not as fast as the master and apprentice in changing channels.
As for the daily meals in the Calabash Temple, they are provided by the believers. They are mainly vegetarian, with some meat and fish, and the cost is not high. This is it, and you have to queue up to get it.
There is money for incense and so on, and there are a lot of it, but the Calabash Temple pays a large amount of tax money to the royal treasury every month. It cannot be called tax money to the outside world. It is called a large amount of money taken from believers and used for believers. mercy.
Therefore, under this "castle in the air" structure, it is impossible for the Calabash Temple to expand through loan sharking or land annexation like other temples and monasteries in other countries.
However, both the master and the disciple are related to Buddhism, and they really look down on this kind of development path.
Eating and eating,
A figure came over.
His complexion was very white, but deep down, there was a very uncomfortable red color. He was a paper man.
But this paper man obviously has the characteristics of a "living person". He came here on his own.
Monk Kong Yuan was awake when eating.
Then I took a big sip of soup.
Road:
"People from the royal palace will come to the temple in the afternoon, aren't you afraid?"
The paper man sat down.
When the little monk Liaofan saw this, he immediately shouted:
"There's water down there!"
The paper man stood up, but his buttocks were already wet.
Little monk Liaofan sighed,
"I have to paper it again for you."
"It's your creation to let you shape my body. Even if you are the reincarnation of that thing, you are still a samsara Buddha. I am the incarnation of heaven in the world!"
"whispering sound."
The old monk Kong Yuan made a disdainful sound,
Road:
"Look at this cowhide blower. You've blown the thick cowhide into thin paper. Why are you still blowing it?"
paper man,
It's that Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest died, but the Taoist priest did not die cleanly.
This Taoist priest first entered the Calabash Temple as a straw puppet. After a confrontation with the monks and apprentices in the temple, the old monk told the believers, "Fuck him to death," and the puppet was torn to pieces.
His true form quietly sneaked into the coffin shop in Fengxin City.
He originally wanted to take a peek at the "rootless man",
But the "blue bird" just took to the sky,
We encountered a battle between heaven and man that was like a wheel battle!
First, an old monk rang the bell.
Another young monk asked the Buddha’s shadow to appear.
Subsequently,
The stars are falling,
I thought it was over and I could escape, but at the last moment, the most terrifying weapon hidden in the palace took action and killed the Taoist's bird.
Prince Pingxi is a very generous person, but at the same time he is also a ruthless person;
He could tolerate people like Xiao Yibo, Sword Maiden, and Qu Peiluo, against whom he had the hatred of killing his father and master, to continue to be active around him and use them for his own purposes;
But for those who try to spy on their children,
Even if he is really of great use,
That will never be tolerated.
Therefore, the Taoist was beheaded by Fan Li;
The soul he had cultivated so hard was forcibly swallowed by the magic pill, giving him a good meal, which indirectly promoted Zheng Lin's growth while he was in Siniang's belly.
Taoists are among the best in the world. At their peak, Zeng and Master Zang were on the same level. It can be said that Zheng Lin was born in the ninth grade because of Taoist contributions. Such supplements cannot be found by powerful people.
But the centipede is dead but not stiff,
Taoists are true outsiders,
The way back that Taoism pursues is to ascend to heaven.
The body is meant to be abandoned in order to seek a kind of spiritual freedom.
Therefore, there is still a part of the Taoist, a very small part, which is retained in his last clone puppet, which is this paper man.
The paper man is now a Taoist.
But the real Taoist is already dead.
His cultivation and body have been completely crushed by the Pingxi Palace;
The only thing left is the paper man, who has inherited part of his will, but can no longer stir up any waves. A child can give it to him now with a flint and steel.
The past is gone because it has been lost;
There is no future, because he can't even touch the water, and it is impossible to practice again, or even to recover.
He can only continue to use the paper man as a carrier, floating and floating, stubbornly continuing his proud indulgence.
It stands to reason that this paper man is the last plaything. After the death of the original body, it should also dissipate quickly, but it drifted to the Calabash Temple.
The master and apprentice in the Calabash Temple really took him in.
It was not that the master and the apprentice deliberately took in the enemies of the palace for evil purposes, but because the master and the apprentice knew that the Taoist priest was gone, and the shelter they took in on this basis was probably nothing more than the friendship between them all as monks.
Every half month, the little monk has to personally recite a scripture for the paper man to bless him, otherwise the paper man will cease to exist. The Taoist's current existence is so pitiful and helpless.
Can,
It's easy to change a country's nature, but it's hard to change it.
He still felt that he was the superior one, and his state of mind was not moved by external objects. This Taoist had indeed achieved this.
"I feel very comfortable now, really. Old monk, how about you come too?"
The old monk rolled his eyes at the paper man and ignored him.
The master and apprentice continued to eat;
The little monk ate a little faster and put down his bowl and chopsticks.
The old monk continued to enjoy his soup and rice leisurely.
asked:
"Disciple, let's put it all together. What kind of Buddha should we build for King Pingxi?"
stand Buddha,
This means that we are no longer satisfied with just a statue of Prince Pingxi riding a Pixiu.
Instead, he wanted to find an identity for Prince Pingxi as a "Buddha's reincarnation" in Buddhist scriptures.
Since ancient times, people outside the country have often liked to do this kind of thing. This is the highest honor and blessing they can give.
But in every circle, if there are people who follow the trend, there will naturally be upright people.
Therefore,
The paper man next to the dinner table cursed directly:
"It's shameless!"
The master and the disciple both ignored the Taoist who now had no face at all.
The young monk suggested: "Arhat?"
The old monk shook his head: "It's too low."
Arhats generally appear in the human world in the form of military commanders, perform the method of thunder, act as Vajra's wrathful eyes, and cleanse the world of filth;
But it is obvious that King Pingxi's current status has long exceeded this level.
"Bodhisattva?" the young monk asked again.
Bodhisattva means to teach the world, maintain order, and often transform into human ministers and assistants to assist kings.
The old monk shook his head again and said, "I'm just afraid that the prince doesn't want to be a Bodhisattva."
in fact,
The old monk wanted to say to his disciple,
Damn it, you were the one who said you wanted to establish a state religion in the first place!
But the old monk also knew that the disciple that day was not his disciple.
Therefore, it seems that the master is letting the disciple come up with ideas, but in fact it is the master who is doing what the disciple wants, but the disciple himself does not know it.
"He won't want it." The paper man said, "He doesn't respect ghosts and gods, and he has no interest in being a ghost or god. If you believe in it, you will have it. If you don't believe it, you will have none. Everyone can say this, but not everyone can actually do it. to, but he can.
Don't waste your efforts and be careful to shoot yourself in the foot. "
The young monk nodded with deep understanding.
The old monk hesitated and wanted to persist, but he still gave up the proposal temporarily.
……
In the afternoon,
Everyone in the palace who had returned from praying for blessings on Mount Tai came to the Calabash Temple.
Today is the day for the princess and the Crown Prince to catch good luck, so the ceremony cannot be omitted. Of course, there is another meaning: when the big girl was born, the pair of masters in the Calabash Temple helped. This situation , have to pay it back.
The guards in Jinyi cleaned the place in advance. Today, the Calabash Temple is not open to the public, but there are still many people kneeling and worshiping outside the temple. In the eyes of everyone, if the prince enters the temple, the Buddha will also have many miraculous effects.
Zheng Fan walked into the temple and yawned. He had this problem all his life. He felt sleepy as soon as he entered the temple.
Behind him, Zheng Lin, who was being held by Princess Fu, was also yawning. He was also sleepy.
The father and son moved in tandem, with their movements and expressions synchronized.
When Princess Fu hugged His Highness the Crown Prince, she was still thinking, was this a test for herself?
Now, she was somewhat sure that she was really allowed to take care of the child.
She didn't feel any dissatisfaction, but was really flattered. Generally speaking, in a wealthy family, raising children is the bounden duty of the aunt.
Even in the Tian family, children born to other concubines are often sent to the queen to be raised. Of course, they do not need to take care of them personally. They have their own servants to take care of everything.
But whoever the child hangs out in front of since childhood will naturally kiss whomever he will kiss in the future.
However, Princess Fu still admired the princess's magnanimity.
Even after only one day in the palace, she could tell that the real talker in the palace was Feng Siniang. Even Xiong Liqing, who was born in the royal family of Da Chu, was just a younger sister in front of her.
Actually, things are not that complicated;
Si Niang is really... annoyed with her son.
Mothers must love their children, but just like couples who love each other will quarrel, they care about their children, but they are really annoying, but after the little thing is born, they can't put it back.
Unlike other demon kings, the child was conceived by her after all, so it might be the best choice to leave it to Princess Fu to take care of her without the filter.
Liu Ruqing's place is empty, so the master can go up and listen to the play. Although this little sister is a widow, she is still young and knows etiquette. It is impossible to leave the child there and tie her up. Princess Fu is new to the house. Such an errand. Of course it's her responsibility.
The prince and Liang Cheng sat down on two chairs and began to talk about the Jindong military parade that would be held during the Chinese New Year.
Xiong Liqing held Da Niu, and Princess Fu held Zheng Lin. Accompanied by a group of nuns, they began to pay homage to the Buddha statue in the temple.
Those who should invest incense money should invest incense money, and those who should pay homage should say goodbye.
If the child is still young and not sensible, then an adult will have to help him pray.
This is not considered a feudal superstition, because the real feudal class itself does not believe in this.
For example, Xiong Liqing herself does not believe this, but this does not prevent her from treating every Buddha statue in the temple seriously for the sake of big girls, just treat it as... a custom.
Princess Fu took the place of Si Niang and prayed to the child.
The eldest girl was in her mother's arms, looking at the various Buddha statues in front of her. She felt very strange and giggled from time to time.
But Princess Fu noticed that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in her arms did not look at these Buddha statues with the same curiosity as a child, but frowned slightly.
Yes,
This kid's eyebrows haven't grown fully yet, but you can really tell that he's frowning.
One pair,
Very disdainful.
It seems that this kind of worship is a kind of resistance and a kind of... torture for him.
Princess Fu thought it might be that the child couldn't stand the smell of incense in the temple, but she didn't think too deeply about it.
After passing the Luohan Hall, on the way inside, there was a place where paper figures were piled up.
The Calabash Temple is also responsible for making paper figures, but not many, because the two masters and apprentices as well as the old soldiers who help in the temple are too busy, and the coffin shop in Fengxin City provides one-stop funeral services. have.
Just like chanting sutras, anyone who has something to do can come to the Hulu Temple and exchange incense money for a paper figurine to go back and represent them, so the work is not big.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was originally unhappy, suddenly became interested at this moment. He actually laughed out loud and danced outwards. Fortunately, Princess Fu hugged her.
And the movement of the younger brother here also attracted the big girl who was hugged by Xiong Liqing next to her.
The older girl also looked at the pile of paper figures over there with some confusion.
for a while,
The older girl also became excited.
In the eyes of adults, the two children looked at the paper figures as amusing, but they were a bit unlucky. Paper figures always have some bad associations in the adult world.
But the adults didn't know exactly what these two soul boys saw.
"Let's go inside and ask for the memorial tablet." Xiong Liqing ordered.
"Yes." Princess Fu responded.
Every family member in the palace has his or her own longevity tablet in the Calabash Temple, even every day.
As the group continued walking inside,
There seemed to be a gust of wind blowing, and a paper figure swayed slightly.
Zheng Lin, who was carried in by Princess Fu, rested his head on Princess Fu's shoulder, still looking at the corner of the pile of paper figures behind him.
He seemed to instinctively want to break away from this woman,
to tear to pieces that which is hostile to him;
But at the next moment, the red mole between his eyebrows lit up slightly, and the strength the child had just mustered up disappeared in an instant.
This is the effect of the seal taking effect.
The child leaned back a little tiredly and stopped looking at the paper man.
The royal family and his entourage did not spend much time in the Gourd Temple, and the old monk did not bring up the truth that "the poor monk observed the sky at night and received enlightenment from the Buddha before he realized that the prince was the reincarnation of a certain Buddha";
Therefore, after the visit to the temple was over, the royal family and the others quickly headed back home.
But it’s not time for the auspicious ceremony, and according to the normal procedure, after worshiping the gods and Buddhas, it’s time to worship the ancestors.
At the earliest,
In the boasts of Zheng Fan and Xu Pangpang, he was born as a servant of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, his grandfather Zheng Zhilong and his father Zheng Chenggong;
Later, Xu Pangpang investigated and found that these two people were not among the servants of the Hou Mansion;
Of course, with the rise of Zheng Fan at that time, King Pingxi had gradually become synonymous with "the leader of Guizhou ascends to power". Just like Zhu Chongba in another time and space, his humble background was no longer a dark history, but a glorious history.
However, it is not that the prince has no previous generation.
Under the palace, there is an "elder" who has been protecting Zheng Fan's family from a very early age, silently combining the "spirit in heaven" and the "spirit on earth".
It's just that there is no need to make a big show of worshiping him.
In the corridor of the underground secret room,
Zheng Fan was the first to walk in, lit incense himself, placed tributes, and the coffin lay there quietly.
Even though there are hundreds of thousands of troops around now,
Even if there is a sword master around,
But Zheng Fan has never forgotten the care that the person in the coffin gave him when he first came to this world, when he was the weakest and most in danger.
This time, Siniang, who did not go to the Calabash Temple, also came.
Demon kings would never admit their inferiority, but as Zheng Fan's wife, she had to show her courtesy at this time.
It was the first time for Princess Fu to come here. She held her child quietly and remained silent.
"Your granddaughter and grandson are here to see you. From now on, when they can walk, let them come down to play with you."
This is the daily growth pattern;
Now, it can be copied. After all, my son and daughter are both spiritual children, so there is no need to worry about being washed away.
"Put it on."
Zheng Fan said.
Xiong Liqing smiled, stepped forward and placed the girl on the coffin lid. When she first entered the palace, she had paid homage to her "father-in-law".
The Da Chu royal family, which has a history of controlling beasts, is naturally close to such existences that are like guardian gods of the family.
Princess Fu was a little dazed at first and hesitated for a moment, but she still placed Zheng Lin on the coffin lid.
The big girl is very curious about the environment she is in now.
And once again stimulated her instinct,
She patted the coffin lid with her little hand,
He took the initiative to laugh at the people below.
And then,
A scene that made Princess Fu's scalp numb appeared. There was a "rustling" friction sound from the coffin lid, like fingernails scratching the coffin.
Princess Fu looked at the people around her and saw that everyone was calm, so she could only force herself to be calm along with them.
Zheng Lin, on the other hand, was much duller. He just sat there with his eyes open but not moving.
This scene,
The father can't bear it anymore.
Speaking of my son,
He slapped his son's butt twice.
Zheng Lin was beaten and turned to look at Zheng Fan, his eyes a little heavy.
This feeling is like you are teaching a puppy a lesson to protect its food. It is cute, but sometimes, you can feel his anger.
"Ah."
Seeing this, Zheng Fan used all his strength to beat him again.
But maybe being spanked as a father is no better than using an acupuncture as a mother. After all, Prince Pingxi, as a fifth-grade peerless master, could not kill his own son.
Therefore, Zheng Lin remained unmoved.
At this time, there seemed to be a response from the coffin, and the friction sound became somewhat soothing.
It was as if he was trying to dissuade Zheng Fan from doing this.
Si Niang, who was beside her, silently took out the needle and prepared to step forward.
Deeper underground,
In that prison,
The man in black armor slowly opened one eye.
Since the last time Xue San poured his blood on him in exchange for him killing the Taoist,
His activity seems to have been restored a little bit. At least, he does not fall into eternal silence like before. Now he can occasionally react autonomously.
The man in black armor seemed to be aware of what was happening above.
Lips slightly parted,
With disdain,
He said silently:
"waste……"
The word "waste" was naturally meant for Prince Pingxi.
Because everyone else around him had an unusual aura, after several visits, only the person standing in the main position was just a fifth-grade martial artist...
In the eyes of the black-armored man, this level of cultivation is no different than trash.
however,
at this time,
Zheng Lin, who was being held up by Zheng Fan for spanking and his biological father, was holding back his breath.
Suddenly he was extremely angry and started shouting:
"Ahhhh!!!"
A child's cry is inevitably laced with the sound of milk;
Therefore, to outsiders, this is a child crying after being beaten by his own father.
But my father was shocked at this moment.
Because he could clearly see the anger and hysteria in his son's eyes, like a beast whose scales had been touched, gnashing his teeth at his enemy.
Not to his biological father who is beating him,
But towards the depths,
That stone gate.
(End of this chapter)