Chapter 485 Master Ningma
In Mipu.
Ah Cha was shocked.
What is this operation?
“Teacher Ah Cha.”
Suddenly, Black Rose turned to look at the shop, waved to him and said: "Please come out and explain to everyone."
Ah Cha: "..."
The Buddha is here Go up, what should the young monk do? ? ?
"Teacher Ah Cha, what are you stunned for? Come out quickly." Seeing him frozen in place, Black Rose waved her hand again.
Ah Ha walked out bravely, clasping his hands together: "Buddha Immeasurable Life."
"Farewell Buddha, tell me quickly, are you coaxing our children to become monks?" an uncle shouted.
Everyone likes to take advantage of others, but this thing is the most vicious curse in the world, and no one wants it to happen to them.
I have to say that Black Rose hit everyone’s pain point with just one sentence.
Acha swallowed silently and explained: "All donors know it clearly, I, the Buddha, never force others to convert."
Black Rose sneered: "I only give them Buddhist scriptures. , constantly instilling in them the greatness of the Buddha, isn’t this inducing conversion? How can a group of children with immature minds be able to withstand this kind of inducement?”
Seeing the increasingly fierce gazes of these villagers, Ah Cha had a faint sweat on his forehead and said loudly: "We are monks. We have been studying scriptures since elementary school. We only know scriptures. How can we teach the children anything else?"< br>
“Isn’t the truth now revealed?” Black Rose clapped her hands. , said: "You studied scriptures from a young age, were taught the greatness of Buddhism, and then became a monk when you grew up. You are also a victim of this system!"
Ah Cha: "... ..."
This...
This is outrageous!
Ah Chu looked at Sister Gui in shock and murmured: "The killing is crazy, the killing is crazy!"
He was sure that, let alone his master, even Taoist Master Qin was very good here. It's hard to hit such a critical hit!
"Rose Donor, I am not a victim, just an ordinary monk."
Acha took a breath silently, facing countless questioning and even scrutinizing eyes, holding up his hands Put your hands together and bow down : "Maybe I shouldn't come today, I'm sorry, I'll leave first."
"You can't leave!" The uncle, who was worried about his fate, said sternly: "Here today, you must tell us something. Understand.”
Ah Cha was helpless: "I can only say that you are overthinking. We have no plans to open a school here to recruit disciples."
"How do you explain the testing of Buddhist connections and focusing on training?" Sister Gui questioned. .
Ah Cha was very nervous. In order to avoid making too many mistakes and unintentionally revealing the purpose of their trip, he had no choice but to blame the blame and said: "The poor monk is just a novice monk and has not answered any questions for the donors. Ability.
If you must have an answer. If so, please go to Venerable Atisha. He is the leader of our group and the most powerful person in magical power and wisdom. I think he can give you an answer."
"Sister Gui, let's go. , go to Atisha and ask for an explanation, we all support you," the uncle who took the lead said loudly.
Playing tricks in front of her own shop, Black Rose felt no pressure to do it, but when she heard that she was going to the ancestral hall to cause trouble for the monks, she gave up on the spot and said: "If you want to go, you can go by yourself, don't hold me, my Xiami will not be able to do anything today." I didn’t go to the ancestral hall. If I went to see them, I wouldn’t speak forcefully.”
Everyone looked at each other, and then the uncle raised his arms and said loudly. He shouted: "If you have children at home who go to school in the ancestral hall, follow me. I will take you to ask for an explanation."
"Well done to Uncle Geng."
"Follow Uncle Geng, everyone. Let’s go, we must figure this out.”
The two young men cheered loudly, encouraging others to follow Uncle Geng and walk towards the ancestral hall.
"I was the one who exposed this matter. Aren't I a good person?" Black Rose said angrily as she looked at their backs as they left.
"Sister Gui, of course you are good." Ah Chu gave her a thumbs up, then chased after the crowd.
“You brat, why do I feel like you are plotting against me?”
Black Rose frowned, and after reviewing the situation, she suddenly felt that this matter might not be that simple, so she asked Mipu I shouted inside: "Xia Mi, I'm going out to do some errands. You stay at home and keep an eye on the shop..."
In the blink of an eye.
In the ancestral hall, in front of the lobby that was converted into a school, a monk stopped everyone and saluted: "Dear donors, the children are all in class. It is not convenient to go in and visit at this time."
"We want to go in and see the children. What are we studying? Do you have any questions?" the uncle asked seriously.
"It will disturb the children, please cooperate with me?" The monk shook his head.
Uncle: "Why are you asking us to cooperate with you instead of you cooperating with us and letting us observe your lectures?"
"What are you arguing about?" At this time, a look on his face Bearded Atisha crossed the threshold and asked the monk.
"Honorable Sir, these parents want to observe our teaching." The monk saluted.
Atisha quickly realized something was wrong and looked up at Uncle Geng: "Donor, what do you mean?"
Uncle Geng was silent for a moment and said, "We just want it. Come and see if you are training our children to become monks.”
Atisha understood this and said immediately. : "Please rest assured that we will never induce them to break away from the worldly bond and join Buddhism."
"Then what are you doing to test the bond with Buddhism?" Uncle Geng questioned: "Suppose you are just If you want to teach them knowledge, insight, and culture, they should be essentially the same. Why should we divide them into three, six, and nine grades? ”
Atisha fell silent. This matter was indeed not smooth. Even saying the wrong word would break the already tense bridge of trust between them.
"Okay."
Looking around at the faces, Atisha sighed: "I didn't want to announce this in advance, but the matter is now here, it seems that I can't say it. It won’t work.
Everyone, to be honest, we came to Gantian Town this time not only to preach but also to preach. He is charged with an important task, which is to find the reincarnated soul boy of the previous abbot of the shrine and invite him to return to the clan.
The current abbot of the shrine, Lord Basiba, has calculated that the reincarnated soul boy of the previous abbot is in Gantian Town. , that’s why we came here and conducted a Buddhist test on those children.”
"Reincarnated soul boy?"
"Buddha fate test?"
Everyone was stunned for a while.
Atisha glanced at them again and said loudly: "The reincarnated soul boy will dominate the shrine in the future and become the master of the monks.
If one of you, They are the parents of the reincarnated soul boy and can follow them to Tubo. As the reincarnated parents of the soul boy, they are like the Buddha Mother in the Buddhist scriptures, and their status in Tubo is comparable to that of the king."
Otherwise, it is said that this generation in Gantian Town is useless. After hearing this, everyone's anger disappeared, and they could not help but imagine that their children would become soul boys and the whole family would enjoy the blessings.
“Is this true?” Uncle Geng hesitated.
“Seriously!”
Atisha nodded: “The Lord of the shrine will arrive in a few days to select the soul children from among the children who are destined to be Buddhas.”
< br>Seeing the stern look on his words, Uncle Geng coughed dryly and said with a smile: "I see, this has caused a lot of trouble, I'm sorry to disturb your class."
Like everyone else, all he thinks about now is that one person will attain enlightenment and the whole family will enjoy happiness. Why does he care about anything else?
What’s more, they all have their own little plans in mind. Don’t they just want to study for a few more days?
After the matter of the soul boy is settled, it will not be too late to take the child out of the ancestral hall. The bet is on the chance of wealth!
Shao Yan.
Ah Chu ran into Fuxi Hall from the front of the ancestral hall, and stepped into the main hall with a single stride: "Master, Mr. Qin, the truth is out..."
"Are they looking for a soul boy?" Qin Yao sat on a wooden chair and smiled slightly. Ah Chu was dumbfounded and asked nonchalantly: "Were you there at that time?"
"Taoist Qin has never left Fuxi Hall today." Mao Xiaofang said.
A Chu: "..."
You can calculate all this, wouldn't any conspiracy and conspiracy be like a joke in his eyes?
"Taoist Master Qin, what should we do next? Soon, Ah Chu asked sincerely.
Qin Yao: "Just wait, the real enemy has not yet appeared..."
< br>At the same time.
< br>Outside of Gantian Town, on the unnamed green mountain
The long-faced monk wearing a yellow monk's robe, flat-top black hair, and an old face shrank back, and in an instant he came to a yard surrounded by a wooden fence and shouted loudly. Asked: "Is anyone there? ”
"Who are you?"
A child with pigtails on his head, who looked about seven or eight years old, ran out with a small windmill made of paper in his hand.
“The poor monk Ningma came from the Tubo Shrine. When he passed by this place, he smelled the aroma of food coming from the courtyard. He suddenly felt hungry and wanted to ask for a bowl of vegetarian food.” Even in the face of a child, The old monk's attitude was still sincere and he spoke seriously.
"If Master doesn't mind, let's go in and have something together." The woman in a floral jacket wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen, saying kindly.
Ningma shook her head and said: "No, no, just a bowl of rice, I will eat it outside."
"Son, come here and bring a bowl of rice to the master." The woman stood in front of the kitchen and waved to the child.
The child ran into the kitchen and soon came to the fence with the bowls and chopsticks. He tried his best to lift the bowls and chopsticks high and deliver them to Ningma.
Ningma leaned over and took the bowl and chopsticks, quickly ate the rice in the bowl into his mouth, then handed the bowl and chopsticks back to the child, reached out and touched his little head: "Thank you, child."
The child grinned at him and ran towards the kitchen holding the bowl and chopsticks.
A few hours later, it was evening.
The young woman in the flower jacket walked into Fuxi Hall with an honest-looking man. She knelt down in the hall with tears on her face and kowtowed: "Please Master Mao and Taoist Master Qin make the decision for us."
" Brother Qing and Sister-in-law Qing, get up quickly."
Mao Xiaofang took two steps forward, stretched out his hands to pull the two of them up, and asked, "What happened?"
The young woman in the flower jacket was full. Face Sadly, he said: "This afternoon, a Buddhist monk named Ningma came to my house to beg for a bite of rice. I asked my son to give him a bowl of white rice. After he finished eating, he reached out and touched my son's head. How long will it take for my son to die...Master Mao, please seek justice for us."
Mao Xiaofang's heart palpitated and he quickly asked: "Sister-in-law Qing, what does that monk look like?"
The young woman in the flower jacket: "yellow clothes, black hair, flat head, old face, yellow teeth, long face..."
Mao Xiaofang tried hard to recall the group of monks in the Buddhist school, but none of them matched the number!
"Brother Qing, Sister-in-law Qing, please go back first. I will try my best to investigate the matter. By the way, don't touch the child's body for the time being." Later, Mao Xiaofang said softly.
After all this, although he still did not improve his good nature, he learned to protect himself verbally.
"Yes, thank you very much, Master Mao..." The couple had nothing to say and left with a lot of gratitude.
"Dao Zhang Qin, what do you think?"
Watching the two figures disappearing outside the gate, Mao Xiaofang took a silent breath, turned around and asked.
Qin Yao took out the magic bead, summoned the red and white demons, and asked: "How is the cultivation of the demons going?"
The two "mother emperors" in wedding and mourning clothes last time Miyake had all the demons he cultivated killed. It hadn't been long now, and he didn't know the progress of the cultivation of the two empresses.
"It will take at least seven days to give birth to a new evil spirit." Hong evil said.
"Seven days... No, we can't wait that long."
Qin Yao ordered: "Without the ghosts running errands, this job will be left to you two. Listen up and search for me Search the whole town for an old monk with flat black hair and a long face. If you see him, don’t get close. Remember the location and report back as soon as possible. ”
“Yes ”
The two ghosts accepted the order and immediately turned into light and left.
It’s night.
The moon and stars are sparse and the wind is freezing.
Hungry, Ningma slowly walked past the doorway with the Gantian Town sign and stepped into the long, silent street.
While walking forward, he suddenly felt something in his heart. He looked up and saw several figures slowly walking towards him with an awe-inspiring coldness.
Ningma paused and narrowed his eyes: "Are you here for me?"
"We want to ask the master about something." Mao Xiaofang said.
"What's the matter?"
"Have you ever asked for alms from a family on the mountain today?"
Ningma: "It is true."
"You still have Touched the child's head?" Mao Xiaofang asked again.
“Is there any problem?” Ningma was puzzled.
"The child is dead."
"What?" Ningma's eyes widened suddenly.
"The child's parents said that the child only had physical contact with you today." Mao Xiaofang added.
Ningma pursed her lips and asked: "Is the child's body still there?"
"It should be there. I asked his parents not to touch the body for the time being."< br>
Ningma: "I didn't do this. Please come with me and have a look."
Mao Xiaofang looked up at Qin Yao and saw that he nodded to him, and then agreed.
Not long after.
Everyone gathered in the small courtyard in the mountain and were taken into a bedroom by Brother Qing and Sister-in-law Qing.
Facing the frightened and angry looks of the couple, Ningma came to the child's bed, took off the child's clothes, looked carefully, and found no damage, then put her hand on the child's head, Close your eyes and feel silently.
"Tantrik Kung Fu!"
After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes and murmured: "This child died from Tantric Kung Fu, and even his soul was taken away."
Qin Yao remembered that in the original work, this Ningma master was not the murderer.
But he was not sure whether the story had been modified, so he said: "So far, master, you are the most suspicious. I wonder if you can prove your innocence?"
(End of Chapter)