The Strange Tales of Tokyo Monk

The Snow Girl did not stop her. She dispersed the snow and wind surrounding her and let the girl leave.

The girl turned into a ball of green light and went down along the top of the mountain, through the lush and deserted forest, and returned to her own cave with lanterns lit and a jade bed.

"I miss my jade bed so much!"

The girl hung the lantern in her hand on the shelf at the entrance of the cave. A faint green light bloomed, enveloping the entire cave.

Then, he lightly threw himself onto the big bed he had been away from for a long time.

Lying on his back, eyes narrowed, humming a little tune.

But soon, the girl felt her back starting to heat up, as if a stronger flame was rising.

That evil monk is here again!

She jumped up from her big bed in an instant. Before she had time to think too much, the clothes on her back had been burned, revealing her crystal white back.

And that flame was spreading in all directions of her body, with her back as the center.

"Wow, Snow Girl Sister, you are really right."

The girl cried, quickly picked up her lantern, turned into a ball of green light and rushed out of the cave.

At a faster speed than the way we came back, we climbed up to the top of the mountain again along the dense forest path.

"Sister Snow Girl..."

The girl came to the place where the lake was before, landed and turned into a girl again, shouting loudly towards the surroundings.

Whoosh, whoosh, the strong wind brings the snow down.

The snow girl, who had condensed a temporary body out of wind and snow, looked down at the girl below, whose body was covered in golden flames and whose clothes were almost burned off. She was looking at her pitifully.

"Alas, I told you long ago that the monk is not a simple person."

As the Snow Girl sighed, she summoned snow and ice all over the sky, temporarily suppressing the Buddha Fire around the girl for a moment. Then a gust of wind blew over, swept the girl and threw her into the icy lake.

thump.

It created quite a big splash of water.

After a long time, the sound of a girl with a hint of sobbing was heard from the ice water.

"Sister Snow Girl, this time the Buddha Fire is much stronger than last time. I can't suppress it completely with my demonic power alone."

"I don't have a better solution for now."

"Wow... That evil monk is so despicable! He is obviously trying to make things difficult for me! He doesn't even give me a day off!" the girl cried.

Even humans themselves know that they should work five days a week and rest two days a week!

"Keep practicing hard."

"How long will it take to practice?" the girl asked timidly.

The Snow Girl took a look at the intensity of the Buddha Fire this time and said uncertainly, "It will probably take two or three months."

"..."

The girl was silent for a long time, and finally burst into a voice full of grievance.

"Monks and such are the most annoying!"

The Snow Girl didn't say anything else. She blew a breath along the surface of the lake, and the ice and snow passed by, freezing the girl in the lake as well.

Actually, this is not a bad idea.

It can allow her to be patient and practice well without putting her life in danger.

Could it be that the eminent monk had known Qing Xingdeng before?

But this is impossible. Human lifespan is not that long. Even a highly accomplished monk should not live that long.

But his actions seemed to be constantly urging the real Qingxuande to return sooner.

After all, the human world is too complicated and scary.

The wind and snow gradually died down, and all that was left was an ice-covered lake.

……

Finally done!

Let you go out again for no reason, do you really think I can't cure you?

In the main hall of Weilian Ancient Temple, in front of the statue of Vairocana Buddha, Pinggong Qianye looked at the rekindled bright lamp and put down the brush dipped in golden and red paint.

This morning, he came to the main hall and paid homage to Mahavairocana as usual, and unexpectedly found that the bright lamp had gone out again.

Considering that this bright lamp had been extinguished many times before, Pinggong Qianye guessed that there must be something wrong with it.

Since the "Great Light Mantra" on the four pieces of lantern paper could not suppress the abnormality and produce light.

Then, he wrote the "Six-Syllable Mantra", "Sunlight Bodhisattva Mantra" and "Original Enlightenment Mantra" on the lamp paper one after another.

If this still doesn't work, he will prepare to write down mantras such as the "Hundred-Syllable Mantra of Vajrasattva" and the "Golden Light Mantra".

If it is still impossible to keep the bright lamp burning, Pinggong Qianye will prepare to draw four Vairocana Buddhas on four pieces of lamp paper.

He just didn't believe that a small lamp of light could hold out for long.

Unfortunately, Guangmingdeng’s resistance was short-lived. He surrendered before he could really reach his full strength.

"Stay here well. This bright lamp is your eternal home."

Pinggong Chiye hung the relit bright lamp back to its original position and worshipped Vairocana Tathagata again.

He stayed there for a few more minutes, confirming that the bright lamp was still on, with no sign of being extinguished.

Oh, it’s just a small bright lamp, so easy to hold.

After packing up the paints and brushes, Heimiya Chiye left the temple and took the tram to school.

All members of the Supernatural Club are present today.

"Everyone should know that the Summer Festival will be held next month in July, and our Psychic Club needs to prepare a program."

Seeing that all the members had gathered, the president, Horii Suzune, began to talk about the main business to be discussed today.

"Speaking of programs, our supernatural club is naturally going to build a haunted house that will scare all students!"

Some members quickly put forward their own suggestions, which were unanimously approved.

Indeed, a mysterious and weird club like the Supernatural Club is very suitable for haunted house shows.

"I'm really looking forward to the horror elements of urban legends such as Hanako, Hachisha-sama, and the slit-mouthed woman in the toilet!"

"Hachisha-sama or something like that, I like it the most, hehehe..."

"My favorite is the Slit-Mouthed Woman. Legend has it that her mouth can be split to the base of her ears. Should she be able to fit her head in there?"

Since when, the focus of discussion in the supernatural club began to deviate from the original intention of building a haunted house.

Chapter 66: Can I turn into a ghost and take revenge?

The Supernatural Society, meeting room.

Many members expressed their opinions on building haunted houses, and they wanted to make them as scary as possible.

If it's not scary at all, then wouldn't their supernatural club seem so shameless?

"Hiramiya-san, why don't you catch a few weak ghosts and put them in the haunted house? The haunted house will definitely explode!"

A little girl said timidly. Although she was afraid, her eyes were full of excitement and anticipation.

Horii Suzune, who had not expressed any opinion, also looked at Hiramiya Chiye. Catching a few ghosts was definitely not a difficult task for Hiramiya Chiye.

But she seemed to have never seen any ghosts or evil spirits breathing in front of Pinggong Qianye.

Well, if you think about it carefully, there really isn't even one.

"too dangerous."

Pinggong Qianye directly rejected their little thoughts.

Although some ghosts are indeed difficult to harm people, everyone's mental endurance is different. When people are suddenly frightened, it is the easiest time for ghosts to take advantage of them.

Besides, he didn't have that much time to look for the right amount of imps that were harmless to the human body.

After returning from school, Chiya Heimiya paid homage to Mahavairocana and then went to visit Grandma Yamano and her sister Inoue Yumi.

I heard from an old man who came to worship in the temple recently that Grandma Shanye and her sister seemed to have had an argument.

When Pinggong Chiye arrived at Shanye's house, it was already 8 o'clock in the evening. They had just finished dinner and were sitting in front of the TV in the living room watching a program called "Eminent Monks Spreading the Dharma".

The program team will invite a senior monk as a permanent guest every week, and then select hot topics in society to ask the monk for his opinions.

From big issues like the gains and losses of a country's destiny to small matters like the quarrels between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

I have to say, it is really interesting to let the monks discuss the question of who to save first when a mother and a wife both fall into the river.

Grandma Yamano and her sister are both loyal fans of this show. Sometimes when they visit the temple, they will ask Chiya Hiramiya for his opinions on these topics.

"It's Liansheng, come, sit down quickly."

Grandma Yamano brought a cushion to Pinggong Qianye so that he could kneel and watch TV.

When Pinggong Qianye came in, he took a quick glance at the mental state of Grandma Shanye and her sister.

Grandma Yamano remained unchanged as always and her emotions were very stable, but Grandma Inoue's emotions experienced drastic ups and downs, and there were still traces of tears at the edges of her eyes.

The rumors about the quarrel between them are not groundless.

Pinggong Qianye sat quietly, watching the TV program while chatting with Shanye Po Po about various topics.

After chatting for about ten minutes, Grandma Inoue's expression changed slightly and she joined the conversation.

"Xiao Liansheng, tell me, after I die, should I turn into a ghost and avenge my unfilial children?"

The tone was faint, filled with unspeakable entanglement, resentment and helplessness.

"Xiao Mei! How can you say these things in front of Lian Sheng! It's so rude!"

Grandma Yamano angrily stopped Grandma Inoue from talking about this topic.

Hiramiya Chiye just sighed. When Granny Inoue told her her idea, it would be difficult for her to turn into a ghost again.

Because he would not sit idly by and watch something like this happen.

After all, she was the neighbor grandmother who had watched him grow up. He would not sit idly by and watch her turn into a ghost and be unable to get rid of it.

"I have called them so many times since I sprained my ankle, but none of them came to see me. They even blocked me so that I could not contact them."

Granny Inoue tried her best to keep her tone calm, but her trembling words and helpless tears still revealed her feelings at the moment.

"My leg is destined to never heal properly, and I am too old to go and settle accounts with them. I can only sit here and feel sorry for myself."

"But, I was the one who worked so hard to raise them! It was me who took care of their lives and sent them to school to become successful people. It was me, I was the one who paid for them!"

"They are a piece of flesh born from my body, but how come this piece of flesh has become rotten and smelly?"

Faced with Grandma Inoue's increasingly angry cries of grievance, Grandma Yamano remained silent, moved closer to her, hugged her shoulders, and gently patted her back.

Hiramiya Chiye didn't say anything. It was difficult to get into the topic, so it would be better to let Grandma Inoue vent her grievances.

Such things are not uncommon, especially among the elderly who often come to the temple to worship, many of whom have a lot of grievances in their hearts.

The difficulties of life prevent the elderly from venting their emotions as freely as the young. They can only choose a gentler, more self-tortuous and repressive way.

Believing in Buddhism and religion can give your soul a place to rest, bring a little comfort to your painful life, and let the beautiful fantasy of rebirth in paradise alleviate the suffering brought by this world.

It's a mental escape, but a useful one.

There are many believers who may not necessarily believe in the teachings of Buddhism, but because they find them useful, they learn and believe in them.

This is normal and there is nothing wrong with it.

All living beings are trying to cross the sea of ​​suffering in their own way.

Perhaps the Buddha's great compassion is reflected in his ability to give all living beings a beautiful hope of rebirth.

When Granny Inoue had vented her anger and grievances and fell silent, Hiramiya Chiya put her hands together and recited the "The Sutra of the Past Vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva".

The "Sutra of the Past Vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" is extremely applicable to this type of situation.