painting robbery

After the two exchanged messages, they didn't know where the words went.

Yuan Yinliu stayed in the room, slowly sorting out the things he brought, lit the incense burner, and scented his clothes. Seeing that it was not early, he decided to go to the kitchen of the guest house, not only to study what is delicious here, but also By the way, I would like to ask about bathing and purifying.

The kitchen here is in the northeast of the yard. When Yuan Yinliu went there, he saw two or three houses surrounded by a fence. Inside the fence were three large vats filled with water.There are two axes in the corner, and a lot of firewood is piled up beside the axes.A young monk was sleeping soundly against a pile of firewood.The setting sun illuminates his dusty clothes, and also illuminates his face that is exactly the same as Wuyu.

The original sound flow pushed the fence away, and the sound disturbed Wuzhi who was sleeping beside the firewood pile.He rubbed his eyes and sat up straight. After rubbing, his face was already charcoal black.

Wuzhi: "Who are you?"

Original sound flow: "My surname is Yuan, come here to see the evening meal and bath water."

Wuzhi: "The meals are in the kitchen, already prepared."

Yuan Yinliu entered the kitchen, looked around first, and saw that although the small kitchen was a bit dilapidated, it was cleaned up, and the pots, pans and pans were all in the place where they should be.There is a vegetable cover on the stove under the window, and the food that Wu Zhi said should be here.

Yuan Yinliu opened the vegetable cover casually, and saw the hot food at first sight, and at the second sight, he saw a long emerald green snake circle two large and small bowls, wrapping these bowls in his body.

Sensing the sound above its head, it raised its head slowly, and gave a "hiss" to the original sound stream.

Yuan Yinliu took off the vegetable cover calmly, exited the kitchen, took a closer look at Wuzhi who was described by the others as "stubborn, pretending to be stupid", and then asked, "Is there any water for bathing?"

Wuzhi said: "Yes, I'm ready, you come with me."

With the first experience, when Yuan Yinliu followed Wuzhi to the bathing place mentioned by the other party, but saw the pool full of mud, he was not surprised at all, and smiled instead: "The little monk brought me here. So, the little monk would like to go down to take a bath by himself?"

Wuzhi said: "Why not?" After all, besides clothes and shoes, he went into the mud pool and carefully wiped his hands and face with the mud. After a while, only a pair of black and white eyeballs were left in his whole body. other colors.

Now, the clay figurine with black and white eyes is asking Yuan Yinliu: "Are you still coming down?"

Yuan Yinliu shakes his folding fan, looking thoughtfully at the ignorant place, but the focus is not on the people in the quagmire, but on the bushes and land behind them.

At some point, a few earthworms came out of the soil and basked in the sun; two little birds landed a few steps away from the earthworms, but they turned a blind eye to the earthworms and whispered together; behind them, a The piebald snake hangs upside down from the branch, but it doesn't feel nostalgic for the birds that are close at hand, and seems to be sleeping but not sleeping.

The original sound stream understands everything.

He smiled together and said, "Little master has a heart of wisdom, but his voice is not for the Buddha. I have failed my little master's love."

That night, Yuan Yinliu asked a young monk from another kitchen to boil a bucket of hot water and carried it into the house. He had just finished taking a bath, and he was sitting on a long couch with long hair loose, wearing only unlined clothing, holding a pipa, and playing a song casually. minor.

Yan Zhenci pushed the door open with something, and sighed with the original voice: "The people in the immeasurable Buddha Kingdom are really Buddha-natured. A small fire-burning monk in the yard can live in harmony with insects and snakes."

Yuan Yinliu said "hmm": "It can also take people to take a bath in the turbid soup that can cure diseases."

Yan Zhenci sighed: "It's a pity that I have no blessings."

The original sound fluttered: "After all, people in the world of mortals."

Yanzhenci is impressed by the original sound stream: know and be interesting!

He put a plate of duck necks and five big buns on the table, put the duck necks on his side, and pushed the buns to Yuan Yinliu: "Try it? It tastes good."

Yuan Yinliu glanced at Yan Zhenci sympathetically, put down the pipa slowly, picked up a Yunyang fruit from the jasper plate next to Slowly, which can also cure diseases, strengthen the body, strengthen the body and cultivate vitality, and put it down In the hands of Yan Zhenci, he said in a harmonious voice: "A disciple who respects the master has no merits, but quenches his thirst."

The moon is missing and the stars are leaking, and the dead branches are jackdaws.

After a vast and lifeless soil, the stone palace of Tantric Buddhism rose from the ground!

The raging holy fire lights up the cold stone road, the sky is high and wide, and the ground is narrow and long.The monks coming and going bowed their heads and looked down, walking hurriedly, passing through the stone road extending in all directions.At the end of the stone path, the flames became more and more bright, until the huge palace cast in gold and decorated with colorful paintings shone brilliantly.

In the very center of the palace stands a round platform, on which animal skins are laid layer upon layer. They are as warm as the skin of a bear and as soft as the skin of a baby.

An old man is lying here.His whole body was shining with jewels, but the fingers exposed outside the clothes were as dry as bones and covered with skin.He was falling into a deep sleep, but his sleep was not sound. It was also like a skull covered with layers of skin. Two protruding eyeballs were moving rapidly under his eyelids, as if he was troubled by a nightmare.

Under the round platform, the eight tribes of the Tantric sect sat cross-legged around the old man, and the position closest to the round platform was occupied by the four chiefs of the eight tribes who remained in the Tantric sect. They were no different from the tribes behind them. While reciting the soul-inducing mantra, countless lights of faith flowed out from their heads and poured into the body of the Buddha.

The dream is gone, the Buddha is in the Santu River, and there are people crossing the Santu River.

He got on the boat of the people who crossed the river, and moved forward along the water with all the people. Some people got on the boat, and some got off the boat. The people who got on the boat, men, women, old and young, humans, devils and ghosts, all of them were the first born of life. , flawless.

Sakyamuni recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and continued to walk with the person crossing the river, waiting for himself to become smaller, and for his reincarnation to arrive.

Near, near.

He was alone on board.

The fog on the river cleared away, and the bells in the heaven and earth were faintly ringing, and the countless Buddha kingdoms that had appeared in Shizun's prophetic dream appeared again before Shizun's eyes.

Alas, everything is fate...

Shi Zun sighed inwardly.

The reincarnated body enters the immeasurable Buddha kingdom, and Tantric sect wants to welcome back the holy son, and there must be a struggle with the immeasurable Buddha kingdom.

Now, he wants to see clearly which boy in the Buddha Kingdom is the reincarnated holy son of Tantra.

He felt his body shrinking, turning into a three-year-old child.The child jumped into the water from the boat, and the unfathomable Santu River was like a shallow stream in the mountains at this time. The child stepped on the water and walked towards the immeasurable Buddha Kingdom.

The child flew all the way over the treasured mountains and temples of the immeasurable Buddha Kingdom, the meditation room and the quiet courtyard, and went deeper and deeper, and went down, until they came to an underground treasure hall that had no flames to illuminate it, but was as radiant as a holy fire!

In the treasure hall, radiance was born on the Buddha's lap, and in the radiance, there was a fruit of light.

Shi Zun was about to take a closer look when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body, and then his spiritual consciousness was cut to pieces by a huge sword passing through the void!

Shi Zun let out a miserable howl from his soul, and the gathered spiritual consciousness dissipated in an instant. With his last remaining strength, he finally gathered several pieces of spiritual consciousness like ants moving a boulder.

A piece of spiritual knowledge looked at the fruit of light, and saw a seven or eight-year-old child coming out, he reached out to reach for the fruit, this piece of spiritual knowledge was infinitely close to the child...

Another piece of spiritual consciousness looked up at the sky, only to see a big opening in the sky, and a huge sword formed by a black cloud slowly dissipated...

Shi Zun woke up from a premonitory dream. Before he could speak, his body was already exhausted due to the trauma of his spiritual consciousness. He opened his mouth with difficulty, stared out his eyes, and searched for the four poems under his seat: "Wu, immeasurable... light, light The fruit... yes, yes..."

He was full of anxiety and anger, and he hadn't waited until all the tribes found the reincarnated holy son, hadn't told all the tribes that there was a power in his dream that would severely injure him, hadn't told all the tribes to be careful about the dispute with the Buddha Kingdom, and hadn't had time to think about what appeared in the dream What exactly does the great sword in the book represent? It will appear in his dream of predicting the whereabouts of the Holy Son and severely injure him. Is it intended to make the Tantric sect unable to find the reincarnated Son and cut off the inheritance of the Tantric sect——

There are too many things that cannot be said.

He is dead.

There was no sound after the word "yes" for a long time.

The heads of the four groups who were being trained looked up and saw that Shizun was lying stiff on the animal skin, and his vitality was gone.

All the heads of the four departments wept and shouted: "Shizun is going back to the Tathagata Realm!" Kneeling down with the other disciples at the same time, they recited the "Twelve Great Vows" loudly:

"I wish that when I attain Anuttara-samyak-sambodhi in the next life, my own light will shine brightly, illuminating the immeasurable, countless, and boundless worlds, and I will adorn my body with the 32 big man's appearance and the eighty-eighth shape; so that all sentient beings will be no different from me.

"I wish that when I attain Bodhi in the next life, my body will be like glass, clear inside and outside, pure and free from blemishes, bright and vast, with majestic merits and virtues, my body will be good and peaceful, and the flame net will be more majestic than the sun and the moon; Businesses—"

There are three thousand Buddhist temples in the country of immeasurable Buddhas.

At the moment, eight/nine points of the Sanqian Temple are occupied by people from Tantra.

Tomorrow is the day of the Zen debate between Tantric Buddhism and Wuliang Buddha Kingdom, but what the four leaders of Tantric Buddhism are discussing is not the matter of Xuehai Buddha's mind.

They sat upright on the futon, and called all the members of the Kinnara tribe who had been asking for advice from the disciples of the Buddhist kingdom in the past two days, and asked in detail if there were any worthy disciples in the Buddhist kingdom, whether they had wisdom, or had outstanding virtues, or had talents. Other differences.

After a long while, when the Kinnaluo tribe informed the four notable disciples one by one, the dragon tribe retreated from the rest of the group and said to the other three tribes: "The time is coming, we can take a look." Shakyamuni prophesied."

After all, Long Fushou carefully took out a treasure box from the room and opened it, only to find that in the treasure box containing the gold plate that can be passed down thousands of miles, there is a book besides the gold plate!

A thin blue book lay on a gold platter.

The booklet is old, with rough edges and no inscription on the cover.

It just lay there quietly, as if it existed here in the first place.

The four major chiefs saw it at first sight, and were terrified. Mahoraga blurted out: "This...is this a heavenly book!"

The head of the Dragon Department focused his attention and calmed down, and said coldly: "If it is true or not, you will know when you open it."

He opened the book, only to see that the inner pages of the book were blank, and ink marks stood out in the eyes of everyone, and the ink marks moved and gathered into words:

"Shizun is dead"

"Xuehai Buddha's heart appears, and the reincarnated son appears"

Several people looked at each other, startled and angry, at this moment, ripples appeared on the gold plate, and a note appeared in the eyes of the four chiefs, and it was written on the note:

"Shi Zun returned to the world of Tathagata, and his last words were: 'The fruit of light'."

After a long time, the four chiefs recovered from the shock and grief, and they recited the "Twelve Great Vows" together to congratulate Shakyamuni on his return to the Tathagata Realm.After reading the Heavenly Book again, his expression was different from before.

Then, the head of the Garuda tribe whispered in awe: "I heard that Xuehai Buddha's heart illuminates emptiness, emptiness, and evil spirits, and he shines on himself."

The head of the Dragon Department also couldn't help speaking in a low voice, wondering who he was asking: "What is the relationship between the reincarnated saint son and Xuehai Buddha's heart? Could it be the person who appeared next to Xuehai Buddha's heart?"

Tianshu was silent for a moment, and then showed ink dots.

The four of them held their breath at the same time, seeing the ink dots on the paper and drawing words:

"Snatch Xuehai Buddha's heart and get the reincarnated son"

After saying a word, the four gasped.

Looking at each other, Kinnara's radicals whispered: "Before we came to the kingdom of immeasurable Buddhas, Sakyamuni once asked us to pretend to spy on Xuehai Buddha's heart, but in fact we were secretly searching for the reincarnated son. If we can keep our faces If you take away the reincarnated saint son, you will be superior in Zen and debate, and you don't need to conflict with the countless Buddha kingdoms, just to lose..."

This time the Tantra came to four divisions, with the Dragon Division as the head, and the remaining Yasha Division, Garuda Division, and Kinnara Division.Except for one Jinnara family who is good at debating scriptures, the other three are all focused on combat power, which shows the unfinished meaning beyond the exhortation of the Buddha: the reincarnated holy son is the root of Tantric Buddhism, if wisdom cannot be obtained, strength is needed enemy!

The head of the dragon tribe was decisive: "Needless to say more about the chief of the Kinnara tribe. The Buddha passed away and the heavenly scriptures came down. This is the treasure bestowed on me by the Buddha! Tomorrow, we will have a meditation debate, grab the Buddha's heart, and get the holy son!"