Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 219 The non-existent beads, the non-existent person
"Amitabha, Amitabha."

The little monk sat beside Shenyou, chanting scriptures loudly.

Because he always felt that he was very disturbed at the moment.

He has always been indifferent to everything like a master.

And because he has a peculiar eye, he can see everything in the world more thoroughly.

In terms of Buddha's attainments, the master said that he has already surpassed him.

But at this moment, there was only one person lying in front of him.

Although the change is bigger.

A few years ago, she still had a fat girl with a small twitch on her head, her clothes were a little loose, and she had a small belly.

Now her hair is shoulder-length, she is dressed like a teenager, and she is much taller.

The eyebrows and eyes are much thicker, and he is just a young man.

But her lips are red and her skin is white, her eyelashes are as long as a brush, and the reflection of the brush can be reflected in the setting sun.

The waist has become thinner.

It's a little too thin.

The little monk recited a few words of Amitabha, and suddenly thought that the fat girl fainted, maybe the belt was too tight, and she should untie it a little.

He then divinely went to untie her belt.

It's easy to untie, loosely untie.

Like peeling off flowers and leaves.

The Great Monk Ah Ba saw this scene when he came over after ringing the bell.

His little brother was actually taking off his clothes.

He covered his mouth with his hands, suppressed his voice, and asked in horror: "Little brother, what are you doing? Don't make any mistakes?"

The little monk turned his head and saw that his brother's thick eyebrows were raised to the top of the sky, and explained again: "It's not what you saw."

The great monk shook his head: "Don't talk about Zen with me. I heard you and the master say that if you see it, you can't see it, and if you can't see it, you can't see it. I'm already dizzy."

The little monk smiled helplessly.

He reached out and patted the position next to him.

The great monk also sat down cross-legged.

The two of them, one fat and one thin, sat in front of Shenyou.

The great monk said in a strange way: "This reminds me that it's time to follow Master to perform rituals for others. Master always pulls me and sits in front of the dead man to chant scriptures. The corpse always smells a little bit, and the incense can't cover it. Master can always sit peacefully, but I tend to fall asleep easily."

Little monk: ...

"How can there be such a marked corpse?"

The great monk touched his head, and said embarrassedly: "No. But junior brother, isn't this person really a Bodhisattva? This person really has the appearance of a Buddha. When I saw it, I had the urge to kneel down and chant sutras. When he wakes up Yes, I will talk to him well, let him join my buddha, I can give up the position of senior brother."

As soon as the great monk finished speaking, he was hit on the head with a stick.

But the old monk came out.

He took the wooden fish stick and hit the monk's head heavily and said, "Master's prayer beads are scattered. Go and help me pick them up and put them on."

The great monk was always obedient, and he went without asking why.

So Shenyou sat in front of an old monk and a young monk.

The old monk looked at the lying boy, like a Buddha in Lianhua Mountain, the beauty made people dizzy.

"You know him?" he asked.

The little monk nodded: "She gave me the stone."

The old monk nodded knowingly. Only such a person in front of him can play with relics like stones.

"What's up with her?"

The old monk asked again.

"She is going to burn herself to death, she is very sad." The little monk said.

"You have holy eyes, you can see through the essence, but Master doesn't. But Master can see her future fate. There is a sea of ​​blood behind her, and the ground is full of corpses in front of her. She is a murderous god, and her life is ruined."

The little monk was silent for a long time after listening to the master's words.

The setting sun shone on the little monk's face, exuding Buddha's light all over his body.

The Buddha's light shrouded the sleeping young man again.

"Master, but she has never killed anyone, I think she is very clean." The little monk said.

It was the old monk's turn to be silent for a long time.

After all, he shook his head and stood up.

"She's going to kill, a lot of people."

The little monk bit his lip. Normally, he and his master would always outperform his master in Zen, but today, he was rendered speechless by what his master said.

"I promised her that I would save all sentient beings in the future, and she said that she is all sentient beings."

When the old monk heard this sentence, his long and thin face was full of expressions, and finally heaved a long sigh: "Amitabha."

The great monk sat in front of the Buddha looking for beads. There were beads all over the floor, one here and one here. He found 107 beads, and he couldn't find one alive or dead. Seeing that the master came back again, he was still very puzzled.

"Master, I just need to find it, I can find it all."

The old monk sighed.

He couldn't find it all, but he crushed a Buddhist bead.

But looking at the serious monk, he sighed again: "Idiot."

The old monk returned to the kitchen and started cooking.

His two apprentices, one is looking for beads that do not exist, and the other is guarding people who should not exist.

As soon as the master left, the great monk lay down on the ground and searched carefully.

As soon as the master left, the little monk began to chant sutras again, because he found that he was just sitting in front of the fat girl, and his Buddha heart was unstable and boiling all the time.

Looking at the untied belt of the fat girl, she became even more alluring.

While chanting sutras, the little monk braced himself and prepared to tie her belt again.

He has never worn such complicated clothes.

He bowed his head and fastened his belt very seriously.

Seriously tied a Buddha knot.

After finishing the knot, he patted it with his hands.

Looking up, he saw the fat girl looking at him with her eyes open.

"What are you doing?"

The little monk put his hand on the knot, that is, on Shenyou's waist.

The monk's hands were slender and his nails were neatly trimmed, covering half of his waist.

"I'll help you tie your belt." The little monk withdrew his hand and sat back solemnly.

Shenyou sat up blankly.

He looked down at his belt, feeling uncomfortable as if falling apart.

"What's wrong with me?"

The little monk shook his head: "I don't know, you fainted when you came up, I brought you in, and you woke up again."

Shenyou tapped his head.

Looking at the setting sun in the sky, he could barely hang a little bit, and suddenly said: "Oops, I've been out for so long, my brothers are going to worry, I have to go."

She stood up and was about to run outside.

But when he stood up, his body staggered again, and he fell into the little monk's arms again.

This time she was still awake.

The little monk blushed and embraced him.

"Don't get angry recently, your fire will burn even worse and you will die." The little monk pushed her away and warned.

Shenyou nodded.

"I see, I'm much better now. I'll visit you another day. By the way, I go to school in Shenxue Palace and my family lives in Longyuan Mountain. You can visit me when you are free." Shenyou said as he walked out.

Seeing a small Buddha outside, and a big monk under the Buddha, lying upright on his stomach, he was startled.

The little monk explained: "He is my brother."

"Your senior brother is very pious!"

Hearing the voice, the great monk turned over and got up. Seeing the boy awake, he looked more like a Buddha than the Buddha statue in front of him, and wanted to kneel down again.

"My senior brother is looking for Buddhist beads." Fortunately, the little monk was quick-witted and supported his senior brother.

"Can't you find it? I have one here." Shenyou took out a small bead from his bag and threw it out.

The great monk reached out to catch it, and it was almost the same as his 107 beads. He was very happy to be able to put it on, and he could go on business.

(End of this chapter)