"You want to go back on it?" Downing looked at him with a smile.
Seeing this, he immediately said: "no, master, although you are a little small, but the strength is very strong! After that, I'll mix with you
"Well, only in this way can I be obedient. Don't worry. I must have meat to eat." Tang Ning glanced at his palms and felt that a force of merit and virtue was gathering. His mood was flying and his lips were smiling. He walked briskly and said, "go faster and try to find a place to rest before sunset."
"Yes." Praying for the wind, he felt that he was digging a hole to jump for himself, so he sold himself.
After ten days of walking, they finally came to a town not far from the ten thousand Buddha gate. However, they were preparing to go to the city to play an inn, but they were stopped by a man who came out of the city with an empty load.
"Little master, do you want to go to the city?" The man stopped in front of the two people, looking at the little monk with a bald head.
Downing blinked and answered, "yes, we're going to go in and find the inn to rest." Look at this question. Why is it so strange?
"It's no problem for you to enter the city, but little master, you'd better not go to the city. If you see a monk in the city, you can't go there even if you want to beg for alms." The man shook his head and said.
"Why is that?" Tang Ning asked in surprise and looked at the gate not far in front of him and said, "isn't this city very close to the gate of Ten Thousand Buddhas? Why don't you let the monk in? "
Seeing that he didn't know anything, the man motioned him to the side of the road and said, "little master, it's a monk from other places. Since two eminent monks passed away a while ago, the ten thousand Buddhists are different now."
"After the death of the two eminent monks, the Buddhist scriptures in the ten thousand Buddhists were also stolen. The disciples of the Buddhists searched everywhere for the whereabouts of the Scriptures. Half a month ago, several monks lost their fight in the city. At that time, they were followed by the demonic slashing things with knives to kill people. Later, they were taken down by the city guards and imprisoned in the dungeon. It was not long before that some monks went in and out of fireworks The ground also stole money from the girl in the building, which attracted a lot of scolding. Now people in the city don't want to see monks. "
On hearing this, Tang ningwei pondered and said, "the mind of Buddhist disciples has always been peaceful and indisputable. How can they fight with people in the city? Besides, even if you really fight, if you lose, you will lose. How can you hurt people with a knife? You should know that Buddhist disciples don't kill people. It doesn't make sense to hurt people with a knife. What's more, it's even more impossible to steal money when you go in and out of those fireworks places. This style of work is done by gangsters. Maybe it's people who deliberately damage the reputation of Buddhism. "
The young voice with a serious analysis, a word for a moment, let the man listen to a little surprised, as if the person in front of him is not a five-year-old child, but an adult.
"That is, how can people in Buddhism do that kind of thing? It must be someone who wants to damage the reputation of ten thousand Buddhists. Maybe there is a big conspiracy behind this." One side of the qimufeng very agree with Tang Ning's point of view, after all, in his view, Buddhist disciples can not do that kind of thing.
The man looked at them and said, "a master of ten thousand Buddhists is very kind to me. I don't believe that the masters of Ten Thousand Buddhas will do such things."