Museum of Demons

When Yuanjue left, Dai Yingwei subconsciously pressed the shutter of the camera and took a picture of that scene. He looked at it and thought that this might be the best photo he took, and he could even compete for those photography awards. .

But he did not publish such a photo in the end, but kept it for himself.

He felt that he might never see this monk again.

It is also never seen again.

In the rest of his life, he just lived an ordinary life.

Get married and have children, live seriously, and work hard.

When he was old, he became a kind and amiable old man.

One afternoon, while lying on a deck chair basking in the sun, he fell asleep peacefully and never woke up again, but his grandson found a yellowed photo from a book, which was a monk flying across the sky When the time comes, he lowers his head, smiles and nods to say goodbye.

Although it is an ordinary life, he has gone through it with all his heart, and has been intertwined with the brilliant light, so he can look up and say that he is not ashamed of his heart, and such a story was not known until his grandson , or his grandson's child, accidentally walked into an ordinary museum one day.

There, I saw the dim and soft lights, and saw the museum owner reading a book.

Such is the value of antiquities...

The story thus continues.

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After Yuanjue Tiantai Mountain discussed the Fa, what he said spread rapidly with unimaginable heat.

Leaving aside the rest, after all, the impact of what this monk said was too strong compared to most people who only knew how to chant sutras and pay respects to the Buddha. Go, the impact is even greater.

Fuck, awesome puls, this is too powerful.

This Dharma is so simple?!

Simple? If you can really eat while eating, walk while walking, and sleep while sleeping like this, then you are considered a genius.

Great man, does it belong to Newton?

Here, maybe you can nail Uncle Newton's coffin to death.

666, pour molten iron on the side and seal it to death.

Upstairs, are you a devil? Also, it is recommended to bury it at least ten meters underground.

You're right. When the Sa family was in Guanxi, their nickname was Satan.

However, even the Buddha statue was broken.

yes……

Discussions like this happen in many places.

It is different from the previous Taoism and Buddhism theory. It can be said that my way is higher, and there is a difference in the sect. The Taoism won, it can be said that the Taoism is profound and the supernatural power is great, but now Yuanjue directly uses Buddhism to break the Buddhism. This thing is to dig out the rotten roots of the rotten ground.

Sweep the dirt off it, scrape off the extravagant gold dust, and expose the rot.

In a word.

This is not murder.

This is to punish the heart!

The carnival of most people on the Internet, in those chanting scriptures and worshiping Buddha, especially in a series of industrial chains that have been developed, are extremely hateful words, cutting people's money, like killing their parents, and now they are looking for that everywhere. A Yuanjue monk.

Those who want to meet Buddhist eminent monks are looking for him.

With hatred in my heart, I wanted to find him.

Some quick-witted ones also want to find him. Doing business, it’s not shameful, with whom? Doing with those masters is also making money, and doing with this master is also making money, not to mention that this person is more famous. In this era, traffic and popularity are real money.

Hey, in this troubled world, who would have trouble with money?

Some people who have seen Yuanjue before posted a post on the Internet. At first, no one may have planned to use this to gain some popularity for themselves, but soon they discovered that there are too many smart people in this world. And that monk was too ordinary.

There are too many people who have been in contact with him, met him, and received his help.

At this time, like mushrooms springing up after rain, they all came out one by one.

I don't know if it's true or not, but I searched the Internet and found it everywhere.

Wei Yuan took his leave for the time being, left Longhu Mountain, and returned to the museum.

Guan Yunchang and Zhao Xuantan are still absorbing the power of incense and offering sacrifices. This is not something that can be done overnight. It will take time. Wei Yuan went back to the museum along the way, cleaned the rice, and added some water to soak it.

By the way, he turned on his mobile phone and watched the latest news. The topic of Buddhist theory is very hot, and it is no longer much worse than the previous Taoist Kunlun Yaochi. Wei Yuan sighed, he did not expect that the monk he knew back then would have such high skills.

He suddenly felt in a trance.

He is living in this era.

But if, if...

In the future, if his true spirit from a certain life is revived again, will he recall what happened now?

He talked about the precepts of Buddhism with the disciples of Xuanzang of the Buddhist sect, and he once poured sober soup for the Taoist celestial masters, and once sent them to the East China Sea on the Huai River. What is experienced now, on an ordinary day, people who look back a hundred years later may feel a shock like thunder.

But it was still an ordinary day.

We ourselves live in history.

Hurrah, there is the sound of pattering rain outside, autumn is a rainy season, especially in the late autumn, Wei Yuan put the rice in the rice cooker, and watched the news slowly, there are many people who are starting Talk about the Diamond Sutra and the Heart Sutra. The Heart Sutra says that you can reach the other shore with your heart. The Diamond Sutra says that if you see me with color and ask me with sound, you are walking in an evil way and cannot see the Tathagata.

They are all saying that one should not be attached to external appearance.

There was someone swiping the screen in the barrage again.

Where is Master Yuanjue?

Yeah, I don't know which treasure temple you left to become a monk and practice?

The Consciousness-Only Sect, could it be in Chang'an Ci'en Temple?

Don't go, we locals have all gone there to see, no one.

Wei Yuan estimated the time, and it seemed that Yuan Jue didn't intend to come.

Also, Yuanjue's personality doesn't seem to be the kind that would trouble other people.

What's more, he was originally worried that if Yuanjue was injured in the discussion, it would be difficult to deal with alone, so he invited him to come and stay here temporarily. He didn't expect that Yuanjue's cultivation base was so high that it was hard to deal with it alone. Without any injuries, he broke out directly.

However, it may also be the aid of the nine-ring tin staff.

Wei Yuan thought of how he was when he was confronting Taiping Dao disciples with the nine-section stick.

It also occupies a considerable advantage.

Based on Tang Xuanzang's legendary deeds at the beginning, the sense of crushing and oppression of other Buddhist schools may have been engraved into DNA.

Don't carve everything into your DNA.

Wei Yuan joked in his heart.

The aroma of rice gradually permeated the room, making people feel at ease. The rain gradually became heavier, and the rain hit the roof of the old street. From far to near, the sound was soft and heavy. In a flowing sound, the rain It hangs down from the eaves, strings into beads, and splashes water when it falls on the ground, filled with water vapor.

The sound of various raindrops hitting and falling is dense and soft.

The aroma of rice is also smoky.

In a large pile of bullet screens, some jerky live bloggers tapped the wooden fish lightly and recited the Diamond Sutra, and happened to recite the line All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed like this , The sound of footsteps outside the door stopped.

The sound of rain, wind, wooden fish, chanting, and fireworks.

The monk knocked on the door.

Wei Yuan froze for a moment, turned around and opened the door.

Outside the door, a monk wearing a monk's robe and a bamboo hat stands in the rain curtain, holding a nine-ringed tin staff in his hand.

There are two birds hidden under the monk's robe.

Yuanjue raised his bamboo hat and smiled.

Master Wei, excuse me.

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At the same time, Jiangnan Road, in the interrogation room of a special operations team.

A young man with black hair and pupils and slightly curly hair was locked inside. This is a superior residence specially prepared for practitioners. It works on time every day, with one bed, one table and one bathroom. Specially trained personnel provide 20 Four-hour barrier-free care service, a special diet every day, three meals a day of green vegetables, less oil and less salt, guaranteed to keep you healthy.

And because of the various strange powers of the practitioners, the material of the interrogation room is quite solid.

You can only communicate with the outside world through the bars.

The corner of Xiang Hongbao's mouth twitched, looking at the iron window and the iron bars on it, he was about to cry out a song about the iron window, he shook, and said, I said it, I was wronged!

Wrong, that's not necessarily the case.

Zhang Hao threw the found cross on the table and said:

What's this?

Xiang Hongbao opened his mouth and said:

I'm really wronged, I bought this thing, this thing.

Zhang Hao sat on a chair, held a notebook in his hand, raised his chin, and said casually:

Go on.

I am listening.

The corner of Xiang Hongbao's mouth twitched, wondering if he should just say it.

After a while, Zhang Hao frowned and said, Don't tell me?

He raised his wrist to look at his watch, and said, Okay, there is something you like.

A moment later, when Xiang Hongbao was worried about whether he would encounter some inhuman treatment, a young man was brought in by Zhang Hao, with a small girl beside him. Xiang Hongbao had strange eyes. Qin Yuan, he didn't pay much attention to the name of the girl next to him.

Qin Yuan, also Qin Yuan, looked at the young man who was locked up.

This is an obligation given to them by the Tianshi Mansion... Well, it is an obligation.

Obligation to extend the licence.

The girl next to Qin Yuan is a strange beast from mountains and seas who is naturally good at five-sense bewitching spells.

Zhang Hao whispered a few words, the girl froze, then nodded.

……………………

After a while, Xiang Hongbao firmly grasped the iron bars on the iron window with both hands, and clenched his teeth.

He stared straight ahead, his five senses, especially the perception of the stomach were strengthened many times, and then, right in front of him, there was a bowl of instant noodles that had just been made, it was rubbish Junk food in the food, but for some reason, the smell almost squeezed the juice out of his stomach acid.

Instant noodles are a miracle food.

I will definitely think about it if I don’t eat for a while.

But it feels like this after eating.

If one pack is not enough, two packs will fill you up.

Zhang Hao calmly used a small fan to blow the aroma over.

Speak or not?

He hit second gear.

The aroma is stronger.

And the girl who was transformed into a strange beast from the mountains and seas also used the spell to strengthen the five senses to the extreme.

Accompanied by a violent stomach sound, Xiang Hongbao succumbed to his appetite.

He explained everything, of course, only limited to the fact that he was one of his own who came from the Nestorian Cross of China and went undercover, and he had all the procedures and the like, and he also worked for the old priest and the street brother who was enthusiastic about the Nestorian side. After making a phone call and being yelled at, the big brother over there decided to come over to pick him up.

And Xiang Hongbao was able to eat that bowl of instant noodles.

The first bite is hugely satisfying.

The satisfaction of the second sip wanes dramatically.

He stared at Zhang Hao, pondered for a while, and said, Can you give me the guts?

Add another marinated egg.

Zhang Hao glanced at this suddenly familiar guy, took out something from the cabinet next to him and handed it over, Xiang Hongbao looked at the ham sausage, Yuzhongyu, and then at the marinated egg, the old countryman, his mouth twitched After picking it up, I turned it over and looked at the instant noodles, good guy, Shuaifu Kang.

Xiang Hongbao was silent for a while, and sincerely said with emotion:

You can find these things, but also cattle.

I can't make it together every day without you.

Zhang Hao didn't bother to reason, sometimes he really didn't have time to eat when he was so busy.

After sending the two non-staff personnel out, he made another bowl of noodles for himself, and started to eat them. Just as the two men silently began to compete on the speed of sucking noodles, the mobile phone that Xiang Hongbao had just brought back suddenly rang.

The two almost choked to death.

After finally recovering his breath, Zhang Hao glanced at him and said, Who?

The corner of Xiang Hongbao's mouth twitched: Holy Church.

Accept or not?

catch!

Xiang Hongbao had no choice but to turn on the phone with a bitter face, and replied, Well, yes, it's me.

Now? Xiang Hongbao glanced at Zhang Hao and said:

There are people around now.

Zhang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.

Xiang Hongbao said: Then I'll change the place.

He stood up solemnly, stood up, walked in place, turned left, turned right, walked in place, breathed rapidly, finally shook his cuffs heavily, fanned the hot air for the instant noodles, sat down solemnly, and said without changing his expression : Okay, tell me.

Zhang Hao: ...

really,

The mouth of a priest, a deceitful ghost.

The people over there were obviously a little anxious, they didn't investigate carefully, and even their voices were a little too loud.

So Zhang Hao also heard it, at least with his poor English, he can barely understand the general idea.

Xiang, have you seen anyone else?

No.

No...no, it's true.

The person over there sighed and regretted:

You haven't seen it either. It seems that the members of the church from the New World and Australia who went to China have really encountered an accident.

Church member?

Yes... By the way, you don't know yet... After the New World member and the Australian member had a round, they chose to take a private cruise ship from the sea to Shenzhou, and explore the power of Eden by the way, but they lost contact in the East China Sea.

Zhang Hao frowned, his eyes were unhappy.

These Christians are also sneaking around and making small moves.

The corner of Xiang Hongbao's mouth twitched, worried that a fist would fall on his face at any time, holding up his mobile phone, he said:

Could it be that we simply lost contact?

The Holy Church flatly denied it, and the old man categorically said:

impossible!

In there, there are three artificial angels with divinity!

They have a natural connection with the Holy Church, but now they are all lost in the East China Sea.

The voice paused, and there was a kind of terrified blankness in the voice:

And yes, I lost all contact in an instant!

all.

PS: The second update today... 4,200 words...

Thanks to Li Bai for the great reward of cold cake