Haomai Xiansheng

Chapter 66

The fat monk asked, "Have you ever seen reincarnation?" As soon as Fang Yitu said this, he immediately thought of his mother and his countless brothers.But he also thought of Fang Luo, Wanyan Tielibu, and countless enemies.

Her face changed and became ugly.He clenched his fists lightly, as if he was about to hit him, but he managed to hold back.He just turned his head coldly, looking at the distance engulfed by the mist - what is there?Is it heaven?Is it the imperial city?Or endless people?

The fat monk clasped his hands together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and sighed: "No matter how hard the benefactor works, there will be a day when the dynasty will change."

Fang Yitu knew that what he said was true and right. She knew from the time when she was still working hard to defend her family and country in the mortal world that there would always be a day.

Every time I think about it, I just feel sad in my heart, but now she snorted calmly, staring at the fat monk with a pair of dark and deep eyes, and her words were menacing: "The Buddha taught the Dharma for a thousand years, the Dharma for a thousand years, and the end of the Dharma for ten thousand years. Without the Shurangama Mantra, ten thousand demons will come out of catastrophe, the world will be destroyed, and the Buddhadharma will be wiped out. In this case, don’t the monks still work hard to promote the Buddhadharma? No matter if there is a destiny or not, I can’t wait to persuade ordinary people to take refuge and seek a renunciation.”

"Those are just mortals." The fat monk smiled and pointed to the countless people on the mountain: "They are people who see through, they are not attached, and if they have fate, they will ignore it if they don't."

Fang Yitu's face darkened again and again, he took two steps closer, if he hadn't considered that he had a heavy responsibility, he would have drawn his sword a long time ago.I said in my heart that such things as monks are really annoying, even more annoying than those wastes in the court hall who sneak into the eyes of money for no reason, because generally there is no excuse to kill them.

With a cold threat in her hoarse voice, she said: "Monk, I'm here to deliver an order, not to play tricks on you."

The current situation is that on a clean mountain peak, a fat monk who looks like a good monk is glared at by a woman who looks like a general with a fierce aura.

"Don't worry, benefactor, I have already said that, as long as the benefactor answers the questions I asked, I will ask the benefactor to see the Tathagata."

"So what if I can't answer it." It's not that Fang Yitu can't answer, but that this question makes her feel embarrassed.

What does it mean to be tired or not?If a person does what he likes, how can he feel tired?Admitting that you are tired is tantamount to admitting that what you do is not what you like.If what a person does is in line with his heart and righteousness, how can he feel tired?If you admit that you are tired, it is tantamount to admitting that what you have done is not in line with your heart and righteousness.

One thing is neither in line with the heart, nor in line with righteousness, nor is it what I like... Then why do I continue to do it?

Is it just for face?

It is for brothers, friends and common people. If the death of these people is not really dead, the dangers these people face will not really threaten their lives.

Fang Yitu couldn't answer this question except for a deep sigh.

Just like at that time, in the first half of my life of chasing fame and fortune, my purpose at the beginning was to kill my mother-killing enemy openly and aboveboard, so as to clear my mother of the crime.How many dangers and difficulties there are, how many hardships and hardships there are, how difficult it is to travel all the way, day and night can not be safe, and I am trying my best to go on for a purpose.

He didn't know the world, he learned it to avenge his mother, he didn't know the complicated etiquette, he didn't know how to teach his daughter, he didn't know the strategy of war, he had to grind his teeth to learn it in order to win and win.The dangers of the rivers and lakes, and the murderous opportunities on the frontier, are not as difficult as the steps in the court.

It is not easy to hold up the emperor's merits of Conglong. In order to use the name of Mingjun to reverse the case for his mother, he must first be allowed to sit on the throne and have the name of Mingjun. After his mother is reversed, he must not be obliterated behind him Powerful, powerful and famous, Fang Party expands step by step, and has to worry about the friendship between brothers, and has to select talents who are truly useful to the country and the people, and has to compete with the old Shen Ke in the court for official positions.

In my life, I could still shed tears before my mother died, but after my mother died, I could only shed tears in my heart, as if it was a man who bleeds but not tears.If you smash your teeth into your stomach, you also have to gain a good reputation for yourself, so as not to hurt your mother and be said that there is no way to teach a daughter.

But the mother didn't die, she became a man, she cut off her enemy's head with her own hands, and she still lived very happily.

When I didn't know my mother's reincarnation, I really hoped that she could be reincarnated, and hoped that her soul would not die and continue to live.But after seeing my mother's afterlife, I was very conflicted in my heart-does what I do make sense?I grit my teeth every day, is it necessary?

When the first emperor was in power, the imperial court was in disarray, killing good men for meritorious deeds was not a single stroke, and there were not one or two people who had a grudge against the imperial court for killing fathers and mothers. There were not a few people who were determined to take revenge. at last?They all gave up, why didn't I give up?I fucking...

Heh, no matter how you say it, you can't admit it in front of this monk, you can't admit in front of anyone that you have done the most important thing in your life wrong.

Monks don't have worldly troubles, and don't care about love, family, friendship, etc. They are used to loneliness and loneliness, so they don't think it's wrong to stand by and watch.The monk would not understand that Fang Yitu would feel tired when she encountered helplessness and failure, but she would eventually be with victory.

The monk's rosy face was like a big fu, and he said with a smile: "Does the benefactor feel that there are some things that must not be admitted?"

Fang Yitu said lightly: "Monk, do you know that there are some things that have no answers, and never will." She felt that she had said this too clearly, her face turned pale, and she looked haggard for a moment, and then He returned to his sharp and hearty normal state: "Get out of the way, I'm going to see the Tathagata." The business matters.

The fat monk widened his beautiful eyes in surprise, and said in surprise, "Haven't you discovered that I am the Tathagata?"

Fang Yitu glared at him with those not-so-good-looking, fierce eyes, and said, "Stop making trouble."

The fat monk felt a little helpless: "I am really the Tathagata Buddha."

Fang Yitu imitated the tone of God Haotian with his slightly hoarse voice, and said in a calm manner, "It's not like, Fang doesn't believe it."

He thought for a while and said, "I can use Monkey King as a witness."

Fang Yitu was disdainful: "Zhenjun Erlang said that the Tathagata is the Great Sage Equaling Heaven who uses the magic weapon. Who knows whether you are the Tathagata or the little monk who is in charge of the magic weapon."

The fat monk said: "But what Sun Wukong said himself, you can always believe it?"

"Even if Monkey King said it himself, I don't believe it. It's not like he never lied. How can I believe a monkey who has lied and stolen things?"

"Hey, then I will go with you to see Yang Erlang?"

"So what if you meet Yang Erlang? If you don't teach him Monkey King, will he let you go?"

The chubby monk said confidently: "Yang Erlang dare not detain me."

"If he dared to surround Xitian with troops, would he not dare to detain you?"

The chubby monk said in a soft almost cute tone: "He can't hold it."

Fang Yitu laughed out loud, he really couldn't help wanting to laugh, and when he had finished laughing, he took out the letter written by God Haotian from his bosom, held it in his hand, and hesitated for a while: "Are you really the Tathagata Buddha?"

If so, will my attitude delay things?If the tasks arranged by Lingxiao Temple go wrong because of my temporary temper, it will be hard to redeem.How he teases me is his business. Since I am the angel of Lingxiao Temple, I shouldn't be as angry as I was just now.Tsk, I forgot for a moment.

The fat monk stared round his black eyes embedded in jade-like skin: "I am!"

Fang Yitu offered the letter from God Haotian with both hands, and said with some shame: "A certain person is an envoy sent by God Haotian, and he came here to submit a letter. I also ask the Buddha to release Sun Wukong and quell the flames of war."

She said sincerely: "Zhenjun Erlang will not give up until the Great Sage Equaling Heaven makes an apology. The Buddha saved Sun Wukong from a fierce battle, but Zhenjun Erlang refuses to give up. At this time, he is besieging Lingjiu Peak in the West Heaven. The people in the three realms are scared so that they cannot sleep peacefully, and I ask the Buddha to raise his hand so that the personal grievances between the two of them can be resolved by themselves."

The fat monk struggled for a long time, then sighed: "It's not good to fight."

"It's extremely bad." Fang Yitu was almost ignorant of his conscience, and said honestly and earnestly: "The Buddha has the world's wish to save all sentient beings. Not only Fang knows it, but everyone in the world knows it. But the origin of Taoshan Buddha is also known to you. I know that Erlang Zhenjun always attaches great importance to his parents, and Qitian Dasheng hurt Zhenjun's mother. If Zhenjun is kind enough to let go, how can he be a son of man? How can it be good to meet each other?"

Fang Yitu saw the fat monk's expression moved slightly, and said again: "Zhenjun Erlang captured all the monkey heads on Huaguo Mountain, and said that if the Monkey King would avoid seeing him again, he would sacrifice the blood of millions of monkeys to Taoshan. The Buddha always With compassion in mind, why would one monkey, the great sage equal to heaven, disregard millions of little monkeys in Huaguo Mountain?"

From the fat monk's sleeve came the angry roar of Monkey King: "Buddha, let my grandson come out!"

He roared, and then yelled sharply: "Fang, tell my elder brother for me that my grandson is not hiding, but was caught by the Buddha and couldn't help himself. After escaping, he should only come to the door to apologize, and don't hurt my son and grandson." .”

"Great Sage, don't worry." Fang Yitu hurriedly said: "Buddha, you also cut meat to feed tigers, and you also said that parents' kindness is hard to repay, and you also turned it into a three-day headache caused by knocking on the head of a fish. Now the Great Sage Equaling Heaven Injury to Taoshan is the cause, Erlang Zhenjun’s anger is the result, Buddha, how can you prevent the cause and effect from continuing?"

She can know all this, it is the result of those good monks, eminent monks and great virtuous monks who have made her teeth itchy and have no excuse to kill them. They often make her dizzy and her ears buzzing, but she still has to maintain her demeanor , I can barely remember a little bit after going back and forth.

I didn't expect to use it at this time.

Monkey King shouted again: "Listen to see how right she is, don't care about your business!"

The fat monk nodded, and praised with a smile: "The benefactor is very wise."

Fang Yitu said with a righteous face: "As ordered by His Majesty, I should do my best to calm the situation. I don't know what the Buddha thinks?"

Buddha, well, he is a fat monk with crystal clear skin like jade lips, red teeth, white eyebrows and clear eyes. He smiled and took out a straw woven cricket cage from his sleeve, inside which was a miniature Monkey King. He looked around and said: "Who is willing to send this monkey head to Yang Erlang for me?"

A few people responded, but they were overwhelmed by Monkey King's screams. Although he was as small as a thumb, his voice was not too small: "My grandson, go by yourself!"

Fang Yitu stretched out his hands: "Fang is an envoy from Lingxiao Palace, please ask the Buddha to hand over the Great Sage to Zhigui."

The Buddha gave her the cricket cage, and she slipped it into her sleeve easily. Before she could speak, the Monkey King roared angrily, "You, Fang, dare to do that!"

Fang Yitu said without changing his face: "So what? The Great Sage wants me to hold the Great Sage in my hand, or put it on top of my head, so that others can't see you."

The Great Sage Equaling Heaven stopped talking, and Fang Yitu said to the Buddha again: "Buddha, Fang has old enemies with Gao Tianyuan and other evildoers. I also ask the Buddha to give me some weapons to subdue demons."

Dharma Protector Vajra takes good stuff!The demon-subduing pestle, the demon-slaying sword, and the demon-strike whip, all of them radiate with Buddha's light, making people salivate...

If I didn't dare to grab it, I would have done it long ago.

Tsk tsk, killing monsters with these things can be said to be twice the result with half the effort!Master Wen told me.

The Buddha was very amiable and asked someone to give her a suitcase that had been blessed with a weapon for subduing demons, along with all the scriptures—a suitcase that could hold countless things.

Fang Yitu took the bag, wiped his saliva greedily, and asked again: "I don't know what made the pipa in the hands of some cultivator? It's really wonderful."

The fat monk said: "Do you want to tighten Naluo's pipa? The benefactor wants it?"

Fang Yitu nodded calmly, his face full of happiness: "My wife is the best at playing pipas, and I like to collect pipas for her."

Monkey King shouted: "Fang Yitu, are you robbing?" Fang Yitu ignored him.

The fat monk immediately sighed sadly: "The benefactor's secular relationship is not over yet, and there will be ups and downs in the future. Jin Naluo."

Kinnara, one of the eight parts of Tianlong who has been holding the pipa and playing the melody that seems to be absent, hastened over and bowed down in front of the fat monk: "The disciple is here."

The fat monk waved his hand sadly: "You send Immortal Fang down the mountain, and give her your pipa by the way." Then the fat monk disappeared.

Jin Naluo got up, walked up to Fang Yitu and stood still, looked her up and down and frowned: "Since Fang Xianren can't play the pipa, why should he?"

Fang Yitu said: "Kinna Luo, Fang's wife likes to play the pipa, and a certain one came here and heard the music is beautiful and crisp, so I asked for one for her."

On the way down the mountain, Yitu walked side by side with Kinnaruo, only to hear him keep saying: "This pipa needs to be hung up for preservation because..."

"The panel should be maintained with a special ointment, the main ingredient is Suhe sesame oil..."

"Although the strings are made of silk, we never use boiling water to scald the silkworms to draw them. We apply a special secret medicine on the wooden board and the silkworms will spin layers of silk in the secret medicine. The prescription is..."

"The collected silk flakes need to be..."

"When you wind it, you need to tie a dragonfly knot..."

This Kinnaruo was extremely clever, knowing that if he gave the pipa to Fang Yitu, he would definitely not listen to his nagging, and he would not give it until the time of parting.

Fang Yitu was a little dazed by Jinnara's nagging and Monkey King's roaring duet. Just as he stood still at the foot of the mountain, he saw Zhai Yan'er coming with a cloud, dressed in a red dress as delicate as fire, in the wind Dancing wildly.As she got closer, Fang Yitu saw not only the red dress on her body, but also her worried and panicked face.

The author has something to say: Hey, I just found out that my original name was Zhuo Donglai's fan of "Mature Capture Project", but the editor changed it to "You come and I go".

After I decided on the cover, I asked the editor about the title of the book, and the editor helped me change the Mature Girl Capture Plan~

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I still couldn't convince Fang Yitu.Well, I let her convince the fat monk.The image of the fat monk is the 'Q version of the little monk'

You didn't expect the status of the fat monk to be so tall, did you?Hahaha.