Chapter 1108

With the advent of economy and society, many things now have commercial color, so do temples.

Thailand is known as the kingdom of Ten Thousand Buddhas. There are about 40000 temples in Thailand, but not all of them believe in our Buddha Tathagata. There are some gods worshipped in small temples that few people have heard of, but this does not hinder the commercialization of temples.

It is undoubtedly cruel to survive in 40000 monasteries. After all, there are so many believers. If there is one more believer, there will be one less believer.

So these monasteries are harmonious on the surface, but in fact they are cheating on each other secretly.

Everything is just to survive. It's no shame to do anything to survive.

For example, the location of this temple is quite "elegant", and at most a dozen pilgrims come every day. In order to survive, when a very beautiful woman asked to become a monk here, the person in charge of the temple, who only accepted men, changed the long-standing belief and accepted this beautiful woman.

The reason is very simple, this beautiful woman promised to become a monk here, and will offer us $10 million with both hands.

Ten million US dollars is enough to damage all the teachers and students in the temple. Why not?

However, the abbot of the temple is also very clear that this beautiful woman can sell for 10 million dollars, and the origin is certainly extraordinary, so he warned his disciples not to offend her, so as not to cause death.

For this reason, another temple was set up behind the temple for this beautiful woman.

It's normal for this temple to believe in the Buddha statue of Sakyamuni in the main hall.

There is also such a statue in other courtyard, but it is a common statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva in China. It is specially prepared for this beautiful woman.

At a time when the Buddha's name was loud, the temple director personally gave the beauty her hair.

Come on, come on.

The name of nun is Li Chen.

To leave the world is to leave the world.

Green lamp, ancient Buddha, sitting in the clean room with his hands folded and knees crossed, as if he had become a sculpture.

The moon is in the middle of the sky.

The wind outside is very gentle. The honest monk sitting on the futon with his eyes closed and meditating slowly opens his eyes.

The stone house left by the old Taoist who guarded the tomb has seven or eight spaces at most. Apart from two futons, an oil lamp and the picture on the opposite wall, there is nothing else, not even a toilet.

This portrait is not a Buddha or a Taoist deity, but a woman.

The woman was dressed in ancient neon clothes, standing barefoot in the clouds, her eyes narrowed slightly, her left hand drooped and pinched, but in her right hand she twisted a flower. She looked dignified but with a faint look of monstrosity.

The figure in this picture is not Guanyin Bodhisattva, nor any deity in Buddhism. It is just a woman, just like a Bodhisattva, but more beautiful than a Bodhisattva.

If Chen Dabiao came here to see this portrait, he would be very puzzled: when did the portrait in Fang's old house come here?

The honest monk can see this picture when he opens his eyes.

Even because he was used to the darkness, he could see the woman in the picture without the light on.

This picture was already hung here when the old Taoist guarding the tomb was still alive.

After the honest monk came to baiyun temple, he never asked who was the man of this picture, and the old Taoist did not tell him, as if he should have known who it was.

The honest monk, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes because of the feeling of being in the dark.

Then he saw that the picture, which was good enough to hang on the wall, fell from the wall.

There was no wind or vibration in the stone house, as if even the air had stagnated. But why did this picture fall down for no reason?

And the honest monk was not surprised when he saw this behind the scenes. He just sighed with a low sigh, made a light noise, stood up and walked slowly, knelt down on the ground, looked at the picture, hesitated, and then extended his hand.

It seems that the honest monk wants to pick up the portrait from the ground - but as soon as his finger touches the portrait, it suddenly turns into a sand painting. As soon as he touches it, it will turn into fine powder.

The honest monk puffed up his cheeks and breathed gently into the ground, blowing up a piece of dust, and the picture disappeared completely.

A few minutes ago, the picture was still well hung on the wall, but it became dust after it fell for no reason. If ordinary people encounter such a thing, they will be scared to death.

But the honest monk was not surprised at all. He just looked to the southeast and murmured, "finally, the dust will return to the dust. Is the earth back to the earth? Can you stand the loneliness of the ancient Buddha, completely give up that stubborn, and can no longer give up the world of mortals? Well

In the dark, the honest monk's sigh was very long and cold.

Looking up again at the wall with the picture, the honest monk went back to the futon where he was sitting and sat on it again with his knees crossed. He closed his eyes and did not move, as if the strange scene had never happened.

I don't know how long it took, but he opened his eyes again and said: "boundless heaven."

With the sound of the road signal, the lamp was lit, the honest monk got up, sorted out his front robe, and walked out of the stone house slowly.

The moonlight outside, such as washing, sprinkles on the woods, the ground and the nearby luogong tower. The night wind blows, and the leaves make a clattering sound.

A man in black stood quietly in front of the stone house.

More than a month ago, there was an old Taoist standing in this place. With a broken broom, he killed hundreds of snakes, and some people were scared to exorcise the demons and make them run away.

Now that the old Taoist has emerged, he will never stand there again, but a shadow appears tonight.

The honest monk was not surprised when he saw the shadow, just as he had expected that the shadow would appear at this time tonight. After he got out of the stone house, he put his hands together and walked forward a few steps. He came to the man and stopped two meters away. He bent slightly and said, "Almighty God, benefactor Gao, you are here at last."

The door of the stone house was open, the oil lamp was dim, and the red flame came out. Shining on the dark shadow's face, people could vaguely recognize him. It was Gao Fei.

Wearing a blue sports suit, Gao Fei still stood there, carrying his hands on his back, just like seeing an old friend, and said with a smile, "why, did you expect me to come long ago?"

"When the portrait of Ling Yu falls, the past is lost again. In front of the ancient Buddha, the benefactor steps on the moon."

Honest monk said four nonsense five character quatrains, very abstruse appearance.

The honest monk said that although it was profound, Gao Fei seemed to have understood it. He frowned and said slowly, "why, do you know that she has become a monk?"

"If she doesn't become a monk, you won't come, the portrait of Ling Yu won't fall, and everything won't end up in the dust."

Honest monk straight waist, looking at the eyes of Gao Fei, with see through the world's Qingming.

Last year, Gao Fei and the honest monk were enemies.

Especially in the underground of Menger in Outer Mongolia, the honest monk is mean and ungrateful. When Gao Fei rescued him from the main hall to take care of Tietu, he sneaked from behind. As a result, he fell into the lake.

Gao Fei thought that the old bald donkey should have been killed by those organs in the lake, but who would have thought that he escaped, and finally changed his ways and became a new generation of tomb keeper of luogong Pagoda in baiyun temple.

Honest monk, as the leader of the three palaces of anguijiao and the most powerful middle palace, is absolutely a cult member that the authorities must kill. Moreover, it is his joint efforts with sun Tianyang that killed 47 Chinese special elites and planned countless terrorist attacks. As a result, he is now a member of baiyun temple.

The end of an honest monk is the envy of Gao Fei.

However, he also knows that since the authorities let the honest monk go, there must be some unknown reasons. He doesn't need to worry about it. Anyway, now that the old bald donkey has gone back to wash his hands, there's no need to kill him after meeting him.

What's more, Gao Fei didn't fight with him when he came to find old bald ass tonight, but he had something to say.

What happened to the honest monk after he lived in baiyun temple did not escape moye Zhengdong's ears and eyes. Originally, she planned to come in person to meet the former head of the middle palace of Angui sect, and then take away his black Angui Scripture. However, for other reasons, she never came.

Gao Fei is here tonight. Besides dealing with his own affairs, he is entrusted by moxie Zhengdong.

In addition to moye's expedition to the East, only Gao Fei knew about the affair.

But now, the honest monk at the first sight of Gao Fei told the situation of an Guiwang, which is really divine. Gao Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, then returned to normal, and said with a smile: "ha ha, someone told me that among the three palace masters of an Guijiao, the most powerful one is the middle palace master."

After a slow step forward, Gao Fei continued: "your skill is excellent. If you were in your heyday, tie Tu and I would not be your opponent. That man said that the most powerful part of the master of the middle palace is not only because of his excellent martial arts, but also because he is proficient in the unorthodox ways, not divination and so on. Today, it really deserves his reputation."

Moxie Zhengdong once told Gao Fei that the head of Zhonggong, an Guijiao, was a great magic wand himself, proficient in Yin and Yang, eight trigrams, strange ways of escaping, astronomy and geography.

Gao Fei didn't believe it before, but now he believes it, because the honest monk told him his way back when he saw him.

"Shanya, Shanya, some side skills, let Gao Shi laugh."

The honest monk put his hands together politely and bowed himself again to show his modesty.

Gao Fei still went around the honest monk with his hands on his back, and stopped after turning to the origin: "honest monk, since I can calculate, can you figure out what I'm going to do with you tonight?"

"It's not for drinking, of course."

The honest monk smiles.

Goofy, like a trick, pulled out two bottles of Baijiu from his pocket. His eyes shone with laughter. "It seems that you have miscalculated this time."

"Wrong is right, right is wrong, wrong is wrong, right is right, so there is no right or wrong in the world. At most, it's just going with the will of heaven."

The honest monk also reached into his arms. When he took his hand again, he had two more white porcelain wine cups in his hand. The smile on his face was like a Buddha with a flower, mysterious and complacent.