Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 135: Mo is the dust covering the Buddha’s eyes

Listen to the sound coming from behind the gate of the temple.

All the disciples of Fenglei Pavilion were silent, including Guan Shuheng, who was extremely excited just now. Lei Tianyou asked them to come to cook the snow temple because there is Master Yunxia in the temple. Because of this relationship, it should be possible to find some time. Asylum.

But now that everyone has passed away, the source is completely broken.

How to open the temple gate?

What's more, people have already said clearly that after ten years of sealing the mountain, they will not receive foreign visitors and do not contact with cultivation matters, which is regarded as a complete disconnection from the outside world, and is devoted to cultivating or avoiding the world.

The boundless darkness.

The cold and dead silence.

Where is the road?

Ye Que stood not far away, feeling a little sigh in his heart, "I knelt in front of the Buddha for three thousand years, and I didn't see my Buddha's heart pity. It's not the dust that covers the Buddha's eyes, because I didn't offer the incense money..."

"This Buddha is really sophisticated!"

I have heard a saying in the previous life, but it has not been confirmed, but now it can be regarded as an experience, "If the Buddha is not greedy, why should the world worship? The Buddha does not love vanity, why should the world kneel down?"

"You have a Buddha in your heart, but you may not be there in the Buddha's heart!"

If one day, if you suffer from all human sufferings and ask the Buddha, the Buddha said, "Everything has a definite number."

You said, "Since you can't help me, why should the world worship you? Why do you worship you?"

The Buddhist Association said, "Puddle all sentient beings, save all sentient beings."

But the real catastrophe is coming, and I haven't seen who really got through it!

Whether it is sword repair or Taoist repair, if you really encounter such a situation, you will definitely help, and will never be alone.

Now this Zhuxue Temple clearly knows that the devil is coming to the world and the troubled times will arise. What actions did they take and the way they chose?

"Close the gate!"

"Don't ask about the world!"

"Being alone!"

So in this century of prosperity, to be worshipped by the world and the incense of the world, is it not fooling the world? Treat people like fools? This is true for the descendants of the family with ancestry. What if they are the people who have taken refuge? Will it be driven out of Cicada Mountain directly?

In the past, Ye Que was not clear about why temples were built at the foot of the mountain, while Taoist temples were generally built at the top of the mountain. Now that I want to come, the temples at the foot of the mountain are more convenient for people to come and give, so many monks in the world are generally fat-headed. Ear, that's because there is plenty of oil and water. On the other hand, those Taoist temples built on the top of the mountain, when people rarely climb to the top, it is naturally convenient for cultivating, and those cultivating people are naturally thin and thin.

"Let's go, the Buddhist cultivator will close the door, even if he knocks on his hand, this door will not open." Ye Que said softly two steps forward.

"They said that Master Yunxia passed away, so it is not convenient for us to enter the temple." Guan Shuheng said in a low voice.

"If the door is opened only if there is a connection, then there is no difference between entering and not entering the Zhuxue Temple." Ye Que snorted coldly, "It's just a fake Buddha!"

Tugged Ye Que, Guan Shuheng's face changed, "Sir, people are under the eaves, let's be more careful, don't talk falsely."

No matter what, this is also the sect of cultivation. If you hear Ye Que insulting the Buddha like this, you may be wondering what the Buddha cultivation inside would think! It would be a big joke if he escaped the chase of the demon and was slaughtered in front of this Buddhist gate.

"Isn’t it just saying that the mountain should be closed and not in contact with the world’s cultivation world? If that’s the case, then I won’t step out of the monastery anymore. What am I afraid of now? Come out? Let everyone look at their faces." Ye Que curled his mouth.

"Little brother, you should not speak for them, you should scold, how much effort we took to get here, don’t you know? If this monastery door doesn’t even open, we will most likely be frozen to death. There is a big brother, how long do you think he can survive." Guan Shuheng's senior sisters directly began to teach.

"Whether to treat politeness or fate is important, can't you tell?"

After these two sentences, these female disciples didn’t think about it anymore, and they started to smash the door more viciously. They slammed the door as they smashed the door. The words were more awkward than the other, and some of the words even Ye Que was beside him. I can't listen quickly, but no one stops me.

In the face of life and death, everyone will grab the straw.

It can be said that if these dozens of young disciples of Fenglei Pavilion can't knock on the door of Zhuxue Temple today, it will be difficult to survive tonight. At least Lei Tianyou will definitely die.

Ye Que glanced at Lei Tianyou, and he was almost dead.

In fact, the poison on Lin Meier's dagger is not difficult to solve, and the trauma on the abdomen is not difficult to recover, but Ye Que has no symptomatic medicine in his hands, and there is no environment for recovery. It's definitely not suitable.

Said he was worried, he didn’t worry too much when he arrived. At least he and Hongdou are not in danger. He is now in the state of starlight, and Hongdou has reached the state of no phase. He bears the heavenly book and the **** weapon. The red bean has absorbed the immortal dragon bone and the blood of the dragon clan. Apart from the others, there is definitely no problem in survival.

It's just that these disciples of Fenglei Pavilion are in danger.

I originally thought that escorting them to this Zhuxue Temple would be complete, but I didn't expect this to be the case.

Vicious verbal abuse echoed in the cicada mountains.

For a full quarter of an hour, there was no movement at all.

I kept cursing until a few people were almost out of energy and were about to lose their words. Under the gate of Zhuxue Temple, in a gap between two fingers, a small porcelain bottle was handed out.

"Donor, this is sent by the abbot ordered the little monk. You elder brother should need it. Please forgive me. The gate of the temple really cannot be opened."

"Several female benefactors don’t want to scold anymore, it's useless, snowy night and cold weather, leave some energy to keep warm."

"Be careful to freeze your body."

"This season, the snow in Cicada Mountain will eat people."

The little monk is not very old, but the sharp peaks and thorns in this statement make people unable to fault.

"Little monk, are you intimidating us? Snow can eat people? Do you think we will freeze to death in this cicada mountain? I am a psychic practitioner, even if you die, I will not die." Senior Sister Guan Shuheng replied viciously.

"I hope so, the little monk is just a reminder, as to whether the female donor will be frozen, that is your business, it has nothing to do with the little monk, and the little monk doesn't care."

The voice behind the gate of the temple stopped for a while. It seemed that someone had left, but after a while he heard another sentence, "It's cold and snowy in the middle of the night. The little monk won't chat with the female donor here anymore. The house is warm. , The little monk is going back to rest."

At a young age, he has sharp teeth and sharp mouths.

"Is this how you treat guests at Zhuxue Temple? Is this the way of saving the disciples of the Buddha? If I have a chance, I will definitely walk to the golden statue of your Daxiong Hall and ask carefully, what is this Buddha? How did you educate the disciple?" Feng Lei Pavilion's oldest female disciple now has her hands on her hips and one foot on the gate of the temple.

"Sister!"

"Stop talking!"

Guan Shuheng pulled his senior sister's sleeves vigorously, then greeted the others, and finally squatted down and picked up the small porcelain bottle on the ground.

"Little brother, we don't want their medicine to be broken."

"That's right, Junior Brother, threw the bottle away, don't you feel sick if you hold it?"

"Where is the beggar?"

Ignoring the contempt of his senior sister, Guan Shuheng even gently wiped the soil on the porcelain bottle, carefully put it in his arms, and hid it next to his body.

"Little Junior Brother, can you be a little promising!"

Another nagging!

Guan Shuheng didn't talk back, just kept listening, then his face became more and more ugly, and finally couldn't bear it, and shouted, "Enough!"

"Sister!"

"Can we not stop talking!"

"If I don't take this medicine, will I just watch the big brother go to death?"

"If you don’t take this medicine, who will save people? Who knows how to save people? If the big brother is gone, where do we go from here? Do you know where to go? Are you not afraid of being chased by the devil? Do you just want to die like that? ?"

While speaking, Guan Shuheng actually began to cry. In one day, the youngest male disciple of Fenglei Pavilion had already endured too much and too much pressure. Even if he persisted and worked hard, there was always a limit. And now, his limit should be reached, "Senior Sisters, Fenglei Pavilion will be left with only a few of us from today. Can we stop quarreling? If we can’t unite, we can’t be of one mind, then use You can kill yourself if you can’t be chased by others."

"Tomorrow when the sun rises, it will be the time when Fenglei Pavilion extinguishes the sect."

A big boy, crying and sobbing, the scene finally calmed down.

Ye Que looked at this cowardly boy with some surprise, nodded lightly, and then took a few steps forward, "Everyone, if you don't dislike it, what about my arrangements?"

Along the way, Ye Que and Hongdou only acted as bodyguards. The other things were arranged by their group of young disciples. Now they are desperate.

"Sir." Guan Shu turned his head and looked at Ye Que with teary eyes.

Ye Que raised his hand, "If you believe me, then follow me."

"Let's go."

Taking the red beans behind him, Ye Que took the lead to leave Zhuxue Temple and walked towards the foot of the mountain following the route when he came.

"Would you like to go?"

Guan Shuheng looked at his senior sister.

Seeing that no one was speaking, Guan Shuheng didn't even say it this time, and just followed Ye Que's footsteps.

The mountain wind roared, and the snow fell even harder. The wind from Cicada Mountain cut across the face like a knife, and it was heartbroken.

The only two men are gone. There are only a dozen female disciples of Fenglei Pavilion left in front of Zhuxue Temple. Fear finally overcomes everything, "Little Junior Brother, wait for us."

In less than half an hour, under the leadership of Ye Que, a group of people came to a dilapidated Guandi Temple, a very small temple, and there was even wind everywhere, but the top of the wharf was not In addition to the sky, there are walls on both sides, which is the simplest place to shelter. This was discovered by Ye Que inadvertently when climbing the mountain before, and now it is just right to use it.

"You guys rest here for a while, let's go out for a while." After Ye Que settled down, he didn't let the red beans go to the ground.

"Sir, where are you going, do you need help?" Guan Shuheng asked Lei Tianyou carefully after putting it away.

"No, you guys stay at ease, I will get some things back, soon."

In the blizzard, Ye Que and Hongdou went back and forth, returning to Zhuxue Temple at a speed several times faster than before. This time Ye Que didn't knock on the door at all. Instead, he found a place where the temple wall was not too high, and he turned over and entered. Of course, the red bean had already come down from Ye Que now, and the expression on his face was unusually excited.

The little girl has bright eyes now, "It's really exciting to follow Ye Que. This is the "robbing the rich and helping the poor" in the story, right?"

"No, it doesn't seem to be called'robbing the rich and helping the poor'. What is it called?" Hongdou scratched his head.

Chuxue Temple is not a big family. It is closed to the mountain and the door is closed. Naturally, it will not open the big formation. Lingshi can not be consumed, but it is closed in a subjective sense.

When Ye Que walked into Zhuxue Temple with red beans, most of the monks had already returned to their houses to rest, and some of them had already begun to practice concentration.

Of course, there are really not many people who have entered concentration tonight, and the sect has been closed, which means that within ten years, there will be no contact with the outside world at all. For young monks, many times they have a sense of comparison in their practice. Once they break the mirror, they hope to make it public. Now, they can’t get out of the mountain gate, so who is this practice for? ?

Are you entertaining yourself?

Compared with the brothers in your monastery?

A group of bald-headed monks, what is there to compare? If they win, they will follow the fate, and they will follow the fate if they lose. It is extremely boring.

Now that the mountain is closed, there is no desire to win. It's better to sleep well first, go to the Buddhadharma to cross the world in a dream, and achieve that first-class fame.

Ye Que made a series of gestures with Red Bean, and then saw Red Bean nodding. Then he scanned the whole temple. Finally, he picked a side room and dived in the past. The figure is looming. It has already opened the method of hiding, then look at Red Bean. , More concealed than Ye Que, the whole person was about to disappear.

After all, Wuxiangjing is Wuxiangjing. The difference between one state and one state is huge.

In the realm of comprehension, breaking through Xingyao and entering the formlessness, this is regarded as getting rid of the entry level and officially becoming a master of comprehension.

It's not unreasonable that everyone under the stars is getting started.

Close your eyes, Tian Yuan turned into a thought force and entered the room~IndoMTL.com~ A monk seemed to have just fallen asleep.

The two figures disappeared in a flash.

After a while, the door opened gently, and Ye Que and Hongdou walked into the next room.

In the three halls before the Daxiong Hall, the rooms on both sides are almost prepared for ordinary disciples. Most of them are in psychic realm or simply innate and nurture beginner disciples, and Xingyao Buddha is rarely cultivated.

So Ye Que and Hongdou traveled very fast.

Room after room, went in and out, and after sweeping back and forth all the time, only then, with the faint light of Xueye, quietly left Zhuxue Temple.

In just half an hour, Ye Que and Hongdou returned to the small and simple Guandi Temple.

Walking into the temple, the whole small temple has been cleaned up briefly, and she deserves to be a female disciple.

"Mister came back so quickly." Guan Shuheng saw Ye Que, his face was happy, and he subconsciously glanced at his senior sisters, as if saying that he was not wrong. All of your guesses just now The villain's heart saves the gentleman's belly.

"Hurry?" Ye Que said as he began to take out things from the sachet he carried with him, first with a bed of bedding, then a warm cotton coat, followed by some vegetarian food, and even a few more. Beautiful-looking medicine bottle.

Soon the small temple was filled up. Looking at the piles of clothes and bedding, the young disciple of Fenglei Pavilion was stunned, "Where did you find it? They all look like monks. Is it possible that you robbed Zhuxue Temple?"

"These things?" Guan Shu didn't ask horizontally, and was slapped by Red Bean on the shoulder.

"Young man, don't think too much, these are all borrowed, borrowed." Hongdou said with a look of excitement, but you can see her raised head and raised nose, fools can see it, it must be Deceptive.