Chapter 1571 Rebirth in Bliss
“Don’t be unreasonable to the donor!” Monk Huide scolded him, and then said to Jiang Cheng with an unhappy face: “Did the donor see clearly? The wine-drinking monk escaped in This courtyard?”
“See clearly.” Jiang Cheng nodded.
Monk Huide's face darkened, "Our temple has always had strict rules and regulations. If, as the donor said, there are monks drinking in private, they will be severely punished."
Jiang Cheng is now on the contrary. He seemed a little panicked and waved his hands quickly, "Master Huide said something serious. It's not that it's not true. He just drank a few sips of wine because of greed. What's that saying? After the wine and meat passed through the intestines, it stayed in the heart of the Buddha."
"Donor, this matter is related to the reputation of this temple. We must not be careless." Huide turned around and walked towards the courtyard gate. "Two benefactors, please come with me. You might as well be a witness."
This move. It suited the two of them, but looking at Master Huide's solemn demeanor, the fat man couldn't help but have a doubt. Moreover, he did not see Huide among the monks last night.
When they walked to the gate of the courtyard, the two monks saluted Monk Huide, but later they saw the two fat men from Jiangcheng following Huide, and they looked confused again, "Brother Huide, what are you doing? ..."
"I want to take the two donors in to check." Huide's face was solemn and he seemed to be in a bad mood.
"This..."
"It's okay. I'll explain it to the monks there." Huide didn't give the two monks a chance to say no and walked in directly.
Jiangcheng Fatty followed Huide. He entered the yard and walked not far before arriving at the building from last night. But the moment he saw the building, Fatty couldn't help but frown. Browsing, I saw that the building was a bit dilapidated, but there were no obvious signs of damage. The smashed wooden windows were now closed properly.
"Two donors, is this the noisy place you mentioned?" Monk Huide asked.
The fat man was a little afraid to speak, because the door of the building was open at the moment, and monks in twos and threes were sitting cross-legged on the ground, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha.
“It’s hard to see clearly at night, but it should be right here.”
Jiang Cheng took the opportunity to walk forward and stood outside the building door. The door was kicked open by Mr. Guan last night. The door shaft was broken and half of the door fell down. Such scars are difficult to repair in a short time. The result was just as he thought, the door was just a little older and not damaged.
After receiving permission, Fatty Jiangcheng entered the Gongde Hall and walked around. Most of the decorations were consistent with what they remembered, but there were some slight differences, such as the long table with wine bowls and meat dishes. , there are not so many wooden stools here.
What are more here are futons and monks who are devoted to the Buddha.
Seeing that the fat man in Jiangcheng had not spoken for a long time, the monk who had previously scolded him became even more angry, "Two donors, what did you find? Are there any monks eating wine here?"
Voice As soon as he landed, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming towards him. When the fat man turned around, he was surprised by the person in front of him. This was actually... the monk who was chopped into two pieces by Mr. Guan last night!
The monk had a strong build, and a few moles on his cheeks were easily identifiable. The monk was breathing heavily and holding a scripture in his hand. He obviously came in a hurry, "Brother Huide, I heard that you are looking for me?" "
Huide nodded with a serious face," Junior Brother Huiming, where were you last night? "
"I...I am here in the Merit Hall. As you know, Senior Brother, it was my turn to lead the recitation in this hall last night. All the junior brothers present can help me. I bear witness." The monk named Huiming looked a little aggrieved.
“Yes, Brother Huiming was in the hall last night.”
“Yes, yes.”
"I can testify for Brother Huiming."
"Senior Brother Huiming is chanting sutras before dawn. By the way, Brother Huicong is also there. He can also testify. Brother Huiming and several other brothers specially made a special trip to tutor him in the sutras. "
...
Several monks in the hall spoke at once, with sincerity on their faces, and none of them seemed to be telling lies.
The fat man's back felt cold when he heard that. They seemed to be in two worlds. After all, the scene he saw was not a counseling scripture, but a monk Huicong who was forced to drink alcohol and eat meat. If he didn't obey, And beat him.
Now Fatty probably confirmed that what they experienced last night was indeed a dream, but he also knew that this dream was definitely not for no reason, and there must be some kind of mystery in it.
Huide listened to the words of the monks, raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, then turned around and looked at Jiang Cheng, "Two donors, do you have any doubts?"
"If not, please go back. Don't miss the monks in the temple studying Buddhism and gaining merit." Huide clasped his hands together.
"Excuse me." Jiang Cheng turned around and left.
Until he left the courtyard gate, Jiang Cheng’s entire face was tense. He was sure that there was something wrong with this temple, but as for where the problem was, he didn’t know yet, but he was sure it was related to These monks talk about cultivating merit, and the top priority now is to find Monk Huicong.
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A few monks came out from behind a wall, monk They were in a hurry, and their faces were full of panic. The most important thing was that they were actually holding white cloth in their hands.
One of the youngest monks was carrying a bamboo basket. The fat man had sharp eyes and saw at a glance that there were incense candles, paper money and other things inside.
Jiang Cheng stepped forward quickly to stop them, "Masters, where are we going?"
The leader was a middle-aged monk, with a big body and a round waist, and a burn mark on the corner of his mouth. Scar, "Replying to the donor, a pilgrim passed away in the temple last night. We will go there to chant sutras and be saved."
"Dead?" The fat man's expression changed.
“May I ask Master, where did the pilgrims come from?” Jiang Cheng asked.
The middle-aged monk also clasped his hands together and chanted, "Amitabha, is a pilgrim in the west wing."
Hearing this, the fat man's heart skipped a beat, and the indescribable sense of crisis in his heart finally burst out. The wing room... isn't that the room of the group of merchants who rescued them?
Some of them... actually died, and they died last night!
After explaining that the group of monks were about to leave, Fatty Jiangcheng quickly followed them to the west wing. When he opened the door, he saw a corpse lying flat on the ground with a white handkerchief covering his face. , a few cold plum trees on the handkerchief seemed to be standing proudly in the snow, adding a touch of sadness to the scene at this moment.
Looking at the body shape, it is not difficult to guess that the dead person is the young man in this group of people. Jiang Cheng has an impression of him.
But the strange thing is that the body does not have any injuries on the outside, and it was still fine when I saw him yesterday. "How did this man die?" Jiang Cheng looked at the old man.
But the old man just stared at the body and slowly shook his head, "I don't know, he was fine last night, but when he woke up this morning, he couldn't wake him up. Maybe... he was a nightmare." the old man said suddenly. (End of this chapter)