I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

It was only the strange power combined with the immobilization bowl that caught her off guard. As long as she could figure out a way... Oh, yes, she could practice the body splitting method! She couldn't immobilize two of herself at the same time, right?

"Don't rush back. I will be practicing in seclusion from now on."

"You stay here and let me handle some of the trivial matters of Sang Country."

Tangtang is so powerful that even the master has to go into seclusion to think of a solution?

Wuxiang was startled, and when she saw Qianmian looking at her, she quickly nodded.

......................

"That's it for now, we'll meet again someday if we're lucky enough!"

It was just a short distance away, and when it was time to part, Chongguan clasped his hands together and said goodbye to the three people with a smile.

"goodbye!"

"If you have free time in the future, why not come to Tongming Temple to discuss Buddhist principles together."

“So you can laugh too.”

Among the three, Yao Bingshi's farewell words were quite special.

But this was also what she really thought. After all, Chongguan always had an angry or serious expression on his face, and it was rare to see him smile.

"Haha, the gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas will all laugh, and Chongguan will naturally laugh too."

After leaving behind a hearty smile, Master Chongguan left gracefully.

The remaining three people then continued on their journey, and a few days later, they arrived at Tongming Temple, which was very famous throughout the Sang Kingdom.

The temples in Sang State can be roughly divided into four levels.

The first category is the temples with eminent monks (those who have been promoted), such as Honglian Temple and Tongming Temple.

The second type is those temples that have no promoted persons in charge, but have had promoted persons in the past and the tradition has not been broken, such as the Buyu Temple.

The third category is those that have lost their powerful heritage but are still popular and famous locally, such as Jikong Temple.

The rest are all considered the fourth class, which basically has everything you want but not much else.

"Brother Mingxin!"

"Hello, Brother."

"The host has gone out and hasn't returned yet. Are the two ladies here to burn incense?"

It can be seen that Mingxin has a very high prestige in Tongming Temple. All the monks he met along the way, regardless of age, bowed and greeted him respectfully.

"This is Master Tangtang, and this is Master Tangtang's follower. Quickly arrange rooms for them."

Normally, temples would not allow female guests.

But Tangtang is not an ordinary female guest, she is the famous "Master Tangtang" in Sang Country.

Tongming Temple would definitely make an exception and prepare a room for her. As for Yao Bingshi, it can only be said that he benefited from the little girl.

.......................

Upon hearing that Master Tangtang was visiting, the whole Tongming Temple became lively.

Everyone greeted the little girl enthusiastically, and many young monks crowded over to get a glimpse of the young monk's true appearance.

Only one person!

Instead of squeezing over here, he looked panicked, covered his ears and ran away.

"what--"

Because he was too panicked, the young monk accidentally stepped on empty air and rolled down from the high steps.

"Junior Brother Mingshan!"

Mingxin was shocked and quickly came to Mingshan and helped him up.

"Are you injured anywhere?"

For some reason, when asking about Mingshan's injuries, Mingxin deliberately raised his voice.

"It's out of the way, it's out of the way."

"There are too many people here, go back to your room first, I will come to see you later."

Mingshan nodded repeatedly and limped away.

"Let the other masters entertain Tangtang, you go and help him." At this time, the little girl also ran over.

"Well, let Junior Brother go back to his room alone. He... doesn't like to interact with others."

Chapter 116 He has a clear mind

Don’t like interacting with people?

This reminded Tangtang of Guangji. Guangji also didn't like to interact with people, so he ran to the sky and hid.

But Mingxin's next words made the little girl understand that Mingshan and Guangji were still different.

The difference is that Guangji's character is probably innate, while Mingshan...

"Junior Brother Mingshan used to be a cheerful person, but he became what he is now after he mastered telepathy."

Is he psychic?

Seeing Tangtang looking at him curiously, Mingxin briefly explained this Buddhist magical power.

In a nutshell, this kind of supernatural power can hear the voices of others!

"My master gave me the Dharma name 'Ming Xin' in the hope that I would be able to comprehend this magical power in the future. Unfortunately, I am dull and have achieved nothing after years of hard work. On the contrary, Junior Brother Ming Shan, by chance, has already mastered this telepathy that no one in the temple has mastered in the past hundred years."

Ming Xin sighed and said, "This should have been a great joyous occasion, but the bad thing was that Junior Brother achieved success too early. Because his own cultivation level was not enough to control this magical power, he could only release his telepathic power but not retract it, and it eventually became a form of torture."

The little girl looked thoughtful. She thought of a long tongue in the Buyu Temple.

At that time, the long tongue kept buzzing, so she couldn't even hear what others were saying.

Many monks had flocked here before, and with so many people around, Master Mingshan might have felt the same way as he did at that time.

"When your cultivation level reaches a higher level in the future, Master Mingshan will be able to attain peace, right?" the little girl said optimistically.

“Yes, this is not an unsolvable problem.”

Mingxin calmed down and thought positively: "In another five years, if he practices diligently, it may only take three years for my junior brother to be free from the sea of ​​suffering."

..................

Tangtang has had similar experiences, so she can understand Mingshan’s distress a little.

But he only understood it to this extent. After all, the most painful thing about his telepathy was not the noisy sound and the inability to hear other people's voices clearly.

There is always some dark side in the hearts of ordinary people, but these dark thoughts will not be made public, they will only think about them in their hearts.

His telepathy allows him to read all the dark thoughts of the people around him, and this is what Mingshan can't stand the most!

Even though Mingxin had advised him that 'even if you have evil thoughts, it is not a sin if you don't act on them', and even though Mingshan himself was trying hard to adapt, he really couldn't hold on any longer.

Lying on the bed with a blank face, Mingshan felt extremely ironic when he recalled the joy he felt when he successfully understood his telepathy.

He can read minds, he can read minds, it's because of you. Except for Master and Brother Mingxin, the other brothers always have some distance from me in their hearts.

I don't want to eavesdrop on their inner thoughts. I haven't wanted to listen to them for a long time!

Buddha and Bodhisattva, please take back this magical power.

'...'

"If you don't want to take back this magical power, then it would be better to take away Mingshan's heart."

Without a heart, hearing those words would no longer be painful.

No, if I don’t have a heart myself, how can I understand the hearts of others?

Without my heart, I will lose my magical powers!

Mingshan suddenly sat up from the bed, with a look of madness in his eyes.

Long-term repression coupled with today's stimulation prompted him to make a decision - to dig out his heart now!

Knife, find a knife.

There is no knife in the room and I don't want to go out...

By the way, you can use wooden fish sticks!

If you sharpen the tail of the wooden fishing stick, it should be able to cut open the chest.

....................

After taking Tangtang and Yao Bingshi to visit Tongming Temple, Mingxin was still worried about his junior brother, so he apologized to them and came to Mingshan's room with some medicine for bruises.

He stretched out his hand, thought about it, and then put it down.

Mingxin put the things in his hand in front of the door, muttered to himself to remember to apply the medicine and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a suppressed cry of pain from inside the door.

"Junior brother?"

"..."

"Junior brother!"

Mingxin pushed the door open and saw Mingshan cutting bloody marks on his chest.

He quickly snatched the wooden fish stick from his hand, Ming Xin was anxious and annoyed: "Junior brother, what are you doing?"

"Wooden fish sticks, no way."

Mingshan had a sad face: "Brother, please give me a knife. I want to cut open my chest and take out my heart. If I become a careless person, I will be free of all worries."

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you don't have a heart, you will die!"

Mingxin said angrily: "Instead of thinking about random things all day, you might as well start practicing diligently from now on. Practice well! When you reach a certain level of cultivation, all problems will be solved."

Mingshan did not take his brother's words to heart. He cried and shouted, demanding that his chest be opened and his heart be taken out.

In the end, Mingxin and several monks who arrived worked together to tie him up.

"Let me go, let me go, leave me be!"

Everyone tried to comfort him patiently, but Mingshan didn't listen at all.

After applying medicine to him to stop the bleeding, Ming Xin smiled bitterly and said to everyone, "Everyone please go out. Junior Brother doesn't like to have many people in his room. I will stay here alone to take care of him."

"Brother Mingxin, since there are distinguished guests visiting the temple, you should go and entertain them. Leave this to me."

A monk said, "I will take good care of Mingshan. If you are worried, you can come back to visit in the evening."

"this......"

"Brother, if you are really worried, we can take turns to look after you."

Having said that, Mingxin could only nod.

............

The monks who took turns to look after Mingshan were very dedicated. Mingxin came to visit him once in the evening and then left with peace of mind.

Mingshan, who had been restless all day, finally fell asleep exhausted after Mingxin left.

'You... don't...'

I seemed to hear some sound vaguely.

"You... don't like... so much..."

A dull brain cannot think.

'Don't you like me that much?'

So even though I heard it clearly, I couldn't answer it.

'Since you don't like me so much, I'll leave.'

'When I leave, you will no longer have any troubles.'

Mingshan's chest was bulging, as if there was something inside that wanted to get out but couldn't.

After a moment, the bulge moved from his chest to his throat and mouth.