Journey to the West: The poor monk Bodhidharma, the supreme Buddhist and Taoist

Chapter 120 Golden Nosed White Haired Rat Essence!
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Bodhidharma asked the little novice about the specific situation.

The little novice had already heard about what happened during the day.

Even witnessed it.

Qingzhi in front of him is the young monk who is not a few years older than him, and it is Bodhidharma who has become famous recently.

Even the abbot of the temple respects him.

I was already excited in my heart.

Today, Bodhidharma is approachable, he is not ashamed to ask questions, and he has no airs.

The little novice was refreshed, and he didn't dare to neglect this honored guest.

Know everything at the moment, and talk endlessly.

He told Bodhidharma everything he heard and knew, every detail, every detail.

"...Until last night, more than a dozen young novice monks had escaped during the night, and I think they were all eaten by monsters from the Palace of Heavenly Kings!"

Speaking of it.

With a "plop", the little novice suddenly knelt down.

"Holy Monk Bodhidharma, you have great supernatural powers and boundless Dharma. I hope you can find out the truth!"

after all.

Continue with this situation.

Sooner or later, it will be his turn to "run away by night".

"Get up!"

Bodhidharma raised his hand, "If there are really monsters in the temple, I will naturally not stand by and watch!"

After listening to the words of the little monk, add your own speculation.

Bodhidharma has already confirmed the identity of the evildoer.

——Golden-nosed white-haired mouse spirit!
Also known as Banquan Guanyin, Mrs. Diyong.

This evildoer was originally a mouse in Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan.

200 years ago, he stole fragrant flowers and precious candles, and became a spirit, and was arrested by Li Jing and his son sent by Tathagata.

Li Jing and his son read the Tathagata's command, "If you raise fish in stagnant water, you will never catch them, and if you feed the deer in the deep mountains, you will live forever." Therefore, they spared the life of this monster.

The evildoer was grateful, so he worshiped Li Jing as his father and Nezha as his brother, and set up a memorial tablet below to serve incense.

Later, the Tang monk and his disciples went to the west to learn scriptures.

Passing by the black pine forest, he was bewildered by this evildoer, so he took him with him and came to Zhenhai Chanlin Temple.

Monk Tang stayed in the temple due to illness, and evil spirits appeared every night to eat people.

He even took Tang Seng away, hoping to marry Yuanyang with Tang Seng and become the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

In the end, Li Jing and his son took him back to Heaven.

more importantly.

Tang Seng's previous life, Jin Chanzi, may have a relationship with this golden-nosed, white-haired mouse spirit.

Back then, when Jin Chanzi was listening to the World Honored One, he took a nap and touched a grain of rice on his left foot, so he was demoted back to the Eastern Land...

However, that's all for later.

"If it's really this mouse spirit who took his life, but still doesn't want to repent, and dares to eat people here, he should be more guilty!"

A ray of sharp light flashed across Dharma's pupils.

Indulge a little.

Turning to the little novice, he said, "Go back and tell the deacon that there is no need to arrange someone to ring the bell tonight!"

"Why?"

The little novice was stunned for a moment, and looked at Bodhidharma with some confusion.

"I'll go for them tonight!"

Only then did the little novice suddenly realize, "Does the holy monk want to subjugate demons?"

As soon as the words came out, a look of excitement appeared on his face.

Bodhidharma smiled, but did not answer directly.

"Go ahead!"

"Yes!"

The little novice novice left the meditation room happily, returned to his residence, and told the deacon about it.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing the news, the deacon immediately changed his expression.

He gave the little novice a hard look.

He shouted sharply: "Who told you to be so talkative!"

The little novice couldn't help being startled.

"me……"

His voice trembled, and he couldn't speak for a moment.

The deacon frowned, thinking that the matter had come to this point, no matter how he punished him, it would be of no avail.

In case of any mistakes, it is more likely to arouse the suspicion of others.

"That's all, you go down!"

The deacon waved.

After sending the little novice away, he sat quietly for a while, then got up immediately and went to the abbot in the backyard.

At this moment.

Among the abbots, the lights were brightly lit.

The deacon stood outside the door, hesitating for a while.

Sudden.

Zen Master Lingyou's voice came from inside the room: "Is it Fa'en? Come in!"

Fine just pushed the door open and entered.

But seeing the abbot, Wuhua happened to be there too.

Wuhua knelt on the ground with a bit of resentment on her face.

"Fane, it's so late, what's the matter?"

Zen Master Lingyou asked with a smile.

"Report to Abbot..."

Fine immediately narrated the matter.

After listening, Zen Master Lingyou suddenly fell silent.

Wu Hua was terrified all over, and said in disbelief: "There are monsters in the temple? Why didn't I notice it?"

With his current cultivation base, he has already attained the status of arhat in the human world.

With supernatural powers, the eyes of heaven have been opened.

No monsters or ghosts can escape his eyes.

However, after returning to Zenlin Temple in Zhenhai for so long, he didn't notice the existence of evildoers at all.

Zen Master Lingyou sighed, "Because, the origin of this monster is not simple!"

"How is it not easy?"

"This monster was born in Lingshan, and he worshiped Li Jing and his son in the heaven as his father and brother..."

"So what!"

Wuhua raised her eyebrows, "Subduing demons is my duty as a monk, let alone under my nose, how can I allow evildoers to be so presumptuous!"

After some words, the righteousness is awe-inspiring, and there seems to be a sword in his eyes.

"I'm going to destroy this evildoer!"

After speaking, he jumped up immediately.

Before he could walk out of the meditation room, he suddenly heard Chan Master Lingyou yelling: "Come back!"

There was a little dissatisfaction in his voice.

"Master..."

Wuhua looked back in desperation.

Seeing Wuhua's indignant expression, she felt a little tit-for-tat with herself.

Zen Master Lingyou couldn't help but sighed again, and then smiled slightly: "Wuhua, you are young and vigorous, passionate and aggressive. As a teacher, you understand and are very pleased!"

In fact, Wuhua may not really want to kill Mrs. Diyong.

He just didn't want to be behind Bodhidharma.

Since he was defeated by Bodhidharma today, he wanted to prove himself even more.

"Humph!"

Wuhua's face was gloomy, and she snorted coldly.

"You and I who practice Buddhism, the six senses are pure, and we have no struggle with the world. We first cross ourselves, and then we can cross others. Do you understand?"

Hearing Zen Master Lingyou continue to speak.

"No competition with the world? Then what is the purpose of my hard work in cultivating supernatural powers? Isn't it to subdue demons?"

"Subduing demons and subduing demons also needs to be done within one's ability!"

As everyone knows, it was this sentence that happened to hurt Wuhua's heart.

Wu Hua sneered, "Do you think I can't beat that monster, or do you think I'm not as good as Bodhidharma?"

"Oh, Wu Hua, why are you so obsessed with it?"

Zen Master Lingyou shook his head, "Even if it's a monster, it's still a monster from Lingshan, you and I can't afford it!"

"Don't tell me that Bodhidharma dared to provoke the monsters in Lingshan, I would not dare to provoke you without flowers!"

Wuhua became more and more excited.

He couldn't help but raise his voice.

All his life, he was proud and arrogant, and he never gave in to others.

Now that he was defeated by Bodhidharma, he couldn't help but feel a little sensitive.

So I compare myself with Bodhidharma everywhere.

Chan Master Lingyou was about to persuade him again.

Right now.

A woman's laughter, as delicate as a silver bell, suddenly resounded ethereally in the meditation room.

"This little elder seems to be very confident!"

Laughter just sounded.

Wu Hua immediately raised her eyebrows, pinched the Dharma seal with her hands, and the Buddha's light all over her body swelled, and she shouted: "Where is the evildoer, who hasn't shown up yet!"

(End of this chapter)