Chapter 32 Merit Relic
Zuo Chen came to the dead bear and looked down at it.
This bear is not big, standing only about 1.8 meters tall. It is thin, has a short nose, and its arms hang down. For a while, it was a little unclear whether it was a bear or a human.
"Taoist Priest, could this bear be the monk?"
Caiyi also approached the black bear, folded a small wooden stick from the ground next to it, and pointed it at the dead bear. Start poking and poking.
She couldn't stop looking at the bear's paws.
“This bear paw has too much ferocious energy stuck on it. Eating it will damage your moral conduct, so it’s better to burn it with fire.”
“Eh…”< br>
Caiyi's voice couldn't help but feel disappointed.
Zuo Chen supports his forehead:
"The bear bile is fine. I'll try to take it out later. I'll get a pot of wine to soak it in when I go back to the village."
A naive silly smile appeared on Cai Yi's face immediately, and as soon as he grinned, he drooled down. .
No longer caring about the gluttonous cat playing tricks next to him, Zuo Chen first picked up the cassock with one hand and pulled the robe off.
When it fell into his hands, Zuo Chen discovered that the cassock was not a silk treasure, but a tattered piece of clothing sewn together with dense patches.
Not prosperous, only thick, which can be used to protect against wind and rain.
A flash of inspiration flashed in Zuo Chen's eyes, and he realized that the merit and virtue on this cassock were embroidered by the pieces of cloth and the stitches and threads interspersed between them.
The material of the cassock is not special at all, it is just a common thing. If you put this thing in the hands of a rough man in the countryside and kick it hard, the whole cassock will be broken into strips of cloth on the ground, and there will be no magic power at all.
However, just such a thing can reduce 50% of the heat of Zuo Chen's thunder palm.
What about the remaining 49% that comes from the wild bear?
Squatting next to the bear's body, Zuo Chen put his hand on his abdomen and inserted Qi into the bear's body.
The belly of the bear corpse automatically split into two, and a cave of wild flowers burst out of the bear's belly. Like a boy offering a treasure, he took out a piece of bear bile from the bear's belly.
And,
a golden elixir!
Zuo Chen was shocked when he saw this golden elixir, but he immediately realized that it was not a demon elixir cultivated by a monster, nor was it a monk's golden elixir filled with innate spiritual energy.
The top of this object is filled with the aura of merit and virtue, and there is no innate magic at all. Compared with the things of monks, it looks like it was made by burning incense.
Wrapping the bear bile in oilcloth and throwing it to Cai Yi, Zuo Chen twisted the round and shiny little ball and put it in his hand to consider carefully.
After looking through it for a long time and not being able to figure out anything, Zuo Chen simply injected a weak Qi into it, intending to try its effect.
As he took a breath, Zuo Chen suddenly found that the golden pill in his hand was shining brightly, and the chanting of the Buddha surged from all directions.
Just like a beam of light reaching the sky
Is this?
Zuo Chen didn't recognize what he was holding until now.
This is a relic!
No wonder the power of my thunder method has been cut off so much, and there is no way to do it. The relic formed purely by virtue is a rare treasure. It can ward off evil and force disasters when carried on the body. The thunder is in charge of punishing disasters. It is impossible for the law to strike down a person with great fortune and wealth, let alone such a relic.
But where did this bear get the relic?
Zuo Chen immediately cast his gaze into the belly of the bear.
Sure enough, he saw only half of the skeleton.
It was only at this moment that Zuo Chen finally figured things out. The person who went to Wangjia Village before was probably an eminent monk.
It is not that the Tao is high, but that the character is high, the virtue is high, as high as a mountain, as high as a relic.
After he finished the ritual, he didn't know what he was going to do up the mountain, and he encountered an evil bear.
A hundred-cloth cassock and Buddha relics can drive away ghosts, but they can't ward away hungry bears with weak brains. The monk eventually suffered in this bastard world.
After the bear tasted the monk's flesh and blood, his brain became brighter, he put on his cassock, came down the mountain like a human, and opened the door to eat people.
Cai Yi, who was holding Xiong Dan and giggling next to her, was frightened by the sudden appearance of the sky-high treasure light and opened her mouth wide. Even if her eyesight at the treasure was not that good, she could still tell that Zuo Chen was using it. When the big baby arrived, his eyes became excited and excited.
But she immediately noticed a key problem:
The holes exposed above the cave just allowed the treasure light to disperse in all directions. From the south to the north of the city, I am afraid that this golden light can be seen.
Nowadays, in this world, there are those who hold treasures, and there are those who hold knives. When they see the treasure, their hearts will itch. They will ride fast horses from all over the world to come here. Will there be plans by two people who have no vision? Grab the treasure!
Caiyi always felt that this was very possible.
......
The golden light that shot out from the mountain was two feet thick and thirty feet high, like a golden rod, lighting up half of the mountain.
The light only flashed for half a breath and then disappeared. Most people around for a hundred miles did not have time to react. Even those who were capable and upright just felt that something was tickling them. The underside of the nest was scratched a little, and in his sleep he whispered "Don't make trouble", then he changed the direction and continued to lie on his side and sleep.
The villagers who were guarding Wangjia Village saw everything clearly from the golden light, but they didn’t know what was precious or not. A few of them who knew that a Taoist priest was coming to the mountain to eliminate disasters tonight thought that the Taoist priest was working on the mountain. Showing their magical powers, both of them cheered up, begging grandpa and grandma in their hearts, hoping that the Taoist priest could eliminate the evil and restore peace to the village.
This golden light was like a small stone thrown into Qingzhou Lake, causing waves but not causing much splash.
However,
not everyone is unaware of it.
There is a mountain ten miles away from Wangjiacun. Climb up the 666 steps at the bottom of the mountain and there is a temple. There is a huge plaque hanging on the door of the temple, carved with a carving knife. The three big characters "Anming Temple" on it didn't feel impressive enough, so they plated it with gold to make the plaque shine golden.
It was getting late now, and many monks in the temple were resting. In the abbot's room lived two monks, one fat and one thin, both wearing monk's robes made of fine fabrics, lying on the soft couch and sleeping soundly.
Suddenly, the thin man trembled on the bed, rolled down the edge of the bed, and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Hey! There is an eminent monk! There is an eminent monk!"
The thin monk screamed twice strangely on the ground, directly waking up the fat monk who was sleeping soundly.
He kicked off the quilt and rubbed his sleepy eyes:
"Junior brother, what are you doing?"
"Senior brother! I just felt the magical power of Buddhism! I'm afraid there isn't a great monk nearby!"
"Big monk?" The fat monk was obviously brainless. After wandering for a long time, he suddenly slapped his thigh and raised his voice several octaves:
"There is a great monk!? Near us?!"
"Yes!" The thin monk's face was full of excitement. : "The one closest to our Anming Temple is King Shou, King Kang. King Shou has no monks under him, but King Kang has a great monk there! Maybe he came to us!"
"I didn't expect that one day we would be able to embrace the laps of the feudal kings!" With a wave of his hand, the fat monk immediately said:
"I will send someone out right now, and I must invite that great monk over! Let him see if our Anming Temple is impressive!"
...
After the treasure light dispersed, Zuo Chen played with the relic in his hand and sighed slightly.
A person who can produce relics of virtue must be a person who has accumulated a lot of virtue and did good deeds. Unexpectedly, he was buried in the belly of a bear.
What a pity.
Just when Zuo Chen was about to put away the relics and leave with his colorful clothes, he suddenly saw a treasure light appear on the relics, and it seemed like a small bald shadow appeared from above. head.
“Huh?”
Is there... a soul left on this place?
(End of this chapter)