Mystery Leaks

Chapter 517
"Damn it, it's very explosive."

Cao Nan was so excited, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Look at that girl's watery body, she must be in good shape, right?"

"How can you ask such a question? It's so distasteful." Hu Lai's face turned serious, and then he made a 180-degree turn, and said wretchedly, "Is it protruding, is it protruding?"

"This one……"

Huang Mao suddenly showed a man's understanding expression, and his face was full of meaning, and said: "Although I was hunted down several times and survived several times, but thinking of the half-hour high-definition uncensored movie, it is quite worth it."

"Hahaha……"

"Aren't you tempted?"

"A bit."

"Is it so cool?"

"necessary!"

"Did you jerk off?"

"Am I that kind of person?"

"must be!"

"I think you did it on purpose, and are you blocking both ends?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I, Huang Xiaoji, also talk about character."

"Nonsence!!"

"..."

The whole Jinbei car suddenly became lively, every time you said something to me, there was a burst of laughter from time to time, Cao Nanhu spit and stars flew around, the fat man's eyes glowed green, and even the most naive Xiong Da grinned stupidly.

Only Ming Yuan kept chanting the Buddha's name, never seeing anything wrong with propriety, never listening to anything wrong with propriety, but his ears were higher than anyone else's.

In one word, pretend!

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In the second half of the bustling, the Jinbei car stopped at the foot of Lingfeng Mountain.

The mountain road is rugged, and the cart cannot walk.

So I asked them to wait for me here, got a motorcycle in a nearby village, and went into the mountains with Mingyuan.Faming Temple is a closed secret place, currently only I have been allowed to enter, the yellow-haired hulai and the others cannot enter.

This time, Mingyuan didn't procrastinate anymore. When the motorcycles couldn't go, he just walked and played all the way to the depths of the mountains.

Along the way, the mountains slowly became alive, the flowers and trees began to increase, and there were more birds. Perhaps this can be regarded as beautiful for this place in Xijiang, but I am used to seeing the mountains and dense forests in the south of the Five Ridges. For me, it still doesn't make much sense.

This place can't keep up with Jinpen Mountain.

This walk lasted more than three hours, with no trace of people and no way at all.

"Here we are!" Ming Yuan said, pointing to a mountain in front of him, and said, "The big tree above is the gate of the secret realm, and you can enter by walking around it seven times."

I took a look, and there is indeed a big banyan tree on the top of the mountain, which is tall and big, but there is no main branch in the middle, and I don't know if it is dry or struck by lightning.

"Is the gate of the secret realm fixed?" I wondered.

"Of course not. The gate of my Faming Temple's secret realm changes from time to time. It's here today. If it doesn't work out, it will be transferred tomorrow." Ming Yuan said.

I nodded, thinking about it for the same reason. If the door to the secret realm is fixed, then what about the secret realm? If you know how to enter, you can enter at will.Buddhism does not kill life, if you force your way in, at most you will be beaten out, and the consequences are not serious.

Soon, we came under the big banyan tree, and at first glance, it was really a lightning strike tree.

When Mingyuan became serious, he talked more, explaining: "The Thunder Tree is actually a kind of tree for cultivation, and the Thunder Tribulation is a kind of test for it. It has spirituality and can be used as a door to a secret realm.

I nodded, and then followed Faming Temple to circle around. On the seventh circle, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed, and the sky seemed to be raised immediately. In the sky, there was a layer of translucent white light.

At this time, I raised my eyes and looked into the distance, and I suddenly opened my mouth in shock.

What a majestic mountain!

It rises three thousand feet from the ground and goes straight into the sky. Its momentum is not inferior to the Motian Cliff that fell into the devil's abyss.

On the top of the mountain, there is a golden temple shining, exuding a pure and holy atmosphere, which is clearly a Buddhist temple.

There are thousands of Buddha lights, surrounded by auspicious clouds, and there are cranes and spirit birds flying through the clouds, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

"when!"

Just at this time, a bell rang, the sound was not loud, but it seemed to be able to cleanse the three worlds, carrying vast and mysterious mighty power, making people worship.

Hearing this sound, all the troubles seem to fade away, and everything in the world gradually becomes lighter. Only the vast Buddha way in front of you is the essence of everything, and everything is empty.

There is also the sound of monks chanting, the Sanskrit sound is faint, it seems to be in the ear, and it seems to come from the distant sky, making people unable to distinguish the distance.

"Amitabha." Mingyuan recited the Buddha's name, and said to me with pious eyes, "This is Faling Mountain, the hidden Buddha is authentic."

I nodded.

This is a different world. The sky seems particularly high and deep, but it is still not as good as the vast Buddha light, which spreads out wave after wave, as if it has materialized.

At this moment, Mingyuan's aura has also changed, a little less cynical and a little more Buddha-like, and this is how he looks like a monk.

Not long after, the mountain gate arrived, but strangely, there were five guards.

Mingyuan directly led me up step by step, leading to the mountain was a bluestone staircase for two people to cross each other.

The pines and cypresses on both sides are lush and green, and there are many furry things jumping between the trees. If you look closely, they are squirrels.

Compared with the outsiders, they are more spiritual, and they are not afraid of people. Some even pretend to be aggressive, and then jump on people.Not only squirrels, but also birds, beasts, and all kinds of creatures that I can't name.

I even saw a big white snake with long horns on its head, sleeping in the middle of the road, its body was as thick as a plate.

Mingyuan looked at it, and immediately recited the Buddha's name, stepped forward and clasped his hands together, and said with a respectful look, "Brother, this is a descendant of the Meng family. I brought it here under the order of Master."

I was stunned and startled, he actually called senior brother to a big white snake?
God!
What's the matter with this shit, is it possible that snakes can also escape into Buddhism?
As a result, the white snake just opened its eyes and glanced at me, then flicked its tail, indicating that we can go there in a very humane way, then continued to close its eyes and went to bask in the sun.

"This is your brother?"

After walking away, I couldn't help asking curiously.

"Yes." Ming Yuan nodded, and then added: "It's still senior brother."

"What's the situation, this is?" I was dizzy. To be honest, it may be because I don't have a good impression of cold-blooded animals. I have never had a good impression of snakes. I always feel that things are sinister, evil, and poisonous. They are not good things. .

I never expected that Buddhism is tolerant of thousands of things, and even snakes can do it, and their status is not low, so Mingyuan wants to respect him as a big brother.

"It's very simple. Before my master accepted disciples, this white snake often appeared. He listened to my master's lectures. At the beginning, some people suggested to drive him away, but my master said that all living beings have a way, and the Dharma Boundless, it likes to listen, so it doesn't matter. So, the white snake has been staying beside my master, or on the beam, or under the table, and sometimes even coiled directly on the master's body. It has been listening to Buddhist scriptures since childhood. It's big, it doesn't hurt people, as time goes by, it becomes more and more spiritual, and it becomes our big brother." Ming Yuan said.

I nodded, understandable, but still somewhat unimaginable.Snakes are generally cold and evil, and it is difficult to connect with decent things.

Imagine, when an eminent monk is preaching, a big snake is wrapped around his body. What kind of scene is that?But having said that, this also shows that this is the authentic Buddhism, and even the white snake can be accommodated, it is allowed to exist, and it is allowed to listen to the scriptures.

You can even respect it as a big brother. This kind of bearing, the mind that looks at all living beings and spirits, is the authenticity of Buddhism.

Compared with those so-called eminent monks who are bluffing and deceiving in the secular world today, holding Apple phones, driving luxury cars, and living in luxury houses, the so-called eminent monks are completely different.

"Who is your master?" I was immediately aroused.

Mingyuan looked back at me, and said, "The abbot of Faming Temple, Zen Master Lingkong."

I was shocked, the master of this fellow turned out to be the abbot of Faming Temple, that is the leader of the Buddhist sect.

I really didn't see it; I really didn't expect that the dignified abbot of Faming Temple would have such a disciple who had been through wine and meat, and he would not be afraid of losing his reputation.

But after thinking about it, maybe only the authentic Buddhist sect has enough tolerance to accommodate this kind of flamboyant disciple?
In the secular world, he would have been kicked out of the house long ago. Faming Temple is originally a hermit Buddhist sect, and he doesn't care about the so-called reputation; of course, the premise is that Mingyuan should not go too far.

After thinking about it, I asked directly: "You drink too much every day, aren't you afraid that Master will punish you?"

"This is called wine and meat passing through the intestines. Keeping it in the Buddha's heart is also a kind of practice. You don't understand." Ming Yuan waved his hand, obviously making excuses.

I was speechless, shook my head and stopped entangled, anyway, I have already entered Faming Temple, so I like it.

The mountain is very high, we walked for a long time, and slowly, we could see other people in Faming Temple, including novice monks, monks, and higher-level Zen masters.Both Mingyuan and Iron-headed Buddha belong to the first level of Zen masters.

Zen Master Monk would always greet Mingyuan when he saw Mingyuan, but most of the atmosphere was light, and they were all ceremonial.

I remembered a saying that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and I don't know if it is suitable.I always feel that they have no desires and no pursuits, whether they are indifferent to fame or fortune, or immersed in their own world.

On the contrary, those little novice monks like Mingyuan very much. As soon as they saw him, they ran over happily, and the master shouted, and Mingyuan cheerfully gave them candies and told them stories outside, and finally gave this Buddhist fairy mountain a new life. A little more vitality.

I looked at these little novice monks, the older ones were ten or so years old, the younger ones were five or six years old, they were all different in height, short, fat and thin, but there was one thing, they were full of aura, and they were all good seedlings for cultivation.

Among them is a female doll, about six or seven years old, with round eyes, very cute, and a pink face. She asked Master Mingyuan curiously: "Master, why are your legs so big?" Is it crooked?"

Mingyuan's leg is still a little lame, and when he walks, he goes up and down, one up and one down.

I came with a little interest, and I said to see how you explain it.

As a result, Mingyuan laughed happily, scratched the girl's little Qiong's nose, and said: "Because the master is still growing taller, this leg grows first, so it is a little crooked, and when this leg grows, it won't Crooked."

The little girl was a little confused, she blinked and looked up at Mingyuan, and said, "Ah, Master, you are so tall, do you still want to grow taller?"

"That's right, live and grow old." Ming Yuan bent down with a serious face.

"Don't listen to him. His leg was crippled." At this moment, a slightly majestic voice came from not far away.

Turning his head, he saw that he was a Zen master. He was neat and meticulous, with one-line eyebrows and red phoenix eyes. He looked very sharp.

"It's Master Yimei, run quickly, or you will be punished." A group of young novice monks saw someone coming, but they didn't know who greeted them, and ran away in a hurry.

When the little girl saw it, she hurriedly stuffed the candy into her mouth and ran away.

"Hahaha, second senior brother, long time no see." Mingyuan's eyelids twitched obviously, and he smiled apologetically.

Master Yimei frowned and said, "Junior brother, are you drinking again?"

"A little bit, a little bit." Ming Yuan shrank his neck, obviously a little afraid of this second senior brother.

"You, you don't have a proper shape!" Yimei shook his head, his face full of disappointment, then looked at me, folded his hands together, and chanted a Buddha's mantra, saying: "Amitabha, poor monk Yimei, the benefactor must be the descendant of the Meng family. ?”

"I've met Master Yimei." I saluted and said, "Meng Lei, my junior, Meng Yanji is my grandfather."

"That's right, as expected of the Meng family." One eyebrow sized me up carefully, nodded in praise, and said, "Master just came out of seclusion today, please come with me."

I nodded in agreement, at the same time I was slightly taken aback, and looked at Mingyuan, did I just leave the customs?
It seems that Mingyuan didn't waste my time, because even if I came early, I couldn't see Zen Master Lingkong, and Mingyuan probably knew this, so he dragged me around to eat and drink.

Chicken thief!

"Second brother, someone brought it here, you can take it to see the master, I have something urgent, so I'm leaving first." At this time, Mingyuan laughed.After speaking, he turned around and fled as if he was about to slip away.

"Where are you going!" Yimei sneered, and said: "Master said so. Let you go to see him together."

Mingyuan was immediately pinned to the ground, and turned around slowly, with a bitter expression on his face.

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(End of this chapter)