The poor monk who wears books will not go to hell

Under the blue sky, the majestic peaks are majestic, and there are white cranes flying among the clouds.

On the mountains, there are temples of all sizes scattered in different places. On Qingtian Peak, the highest peak, a [-]-foot-high Buddhist pagoda soars into the sky, with the sound of Sanskrit and the light of Buddha.

This is like Buddhism.

"Master! This disciple wants to save the elder brother! Master! You let the disciple go!" In the Qingfeng Hall, a bald boy had a worried brow, and he lost his dignity when facing the usually serious master.

Zhan Xing opened his eyes, and the Buddha's light in his eyes shrank slightly, "Ji Ming, this is Ji Lin's catastrophe, you must not interfere arbitrarily. gone."

Ji Ming bit his lips, "Master, it's the disciple who has been dazed, and the disciple should retreat to practice."

Zhan Xing closed his eyes and practiced meditation.

He Jilin never imagined that one day when he woke up, his goal was not a high-rise building, but an antique house.

He was born in a scholarly family, but he did not inherit the good genes of his parents. He was stubborn since he was a child. Although he has read a lot of poetry and books, he never liked it.Since he became an adult, he has made some achievements in his career, and his parents no longer restrain him, so he started reading idle books.

"Magic Seal" is the first fantasy novel he has read. He is a bit emotionally clean, and he doesn't like to read those novels that hug left and right. The main character in the full text of "Magic Seal" has no love line. Sifang, sweeping the scene of Liuyu.

He was fascinated by it.

In addition to the protagonist Lu Qiuming, he was also deeply impressed by another supporting role.

It is the original owner of this body, whose name is Ji Lin.

He stretched out his hand and touched his bald head, lamenting in his heart: It's not good to dress like a bald donkey!Still a bald ass who died miserably!

Looking at the restriction outside the house, he had no choice but to close his eyes, put his hands together, and start to practice.If you want to get rid of this big devil, you must first increase your force value, otherwise you will be turned into scum in seconds!

The memory of the monk told He Jilin a lot of information, and his situation is not too bad at this time.During the battle between good and evil, he was taken to the Demon Palace by Lu Qiuming and thrown in this room, and Lu Qiuming never came to see him again.

According to the description in the book, the next meeting will be at Lu Qiuming's birthday banquet.Lu Qiuming wanted to degenerate the Buddha to ridicule the upright people, so he seduced the young Buddha with wine, meat and women at the banquet. The Buddha was firm in his heart and was not tempted. Interpretation, want to ferry him into the Buddha.

Lu Qiuming, as a demon lord, had always sneered at righteous bullshit principles, and Ji Lin's actions just made him disgusted, so he never saw him again, but he didn't let him go.

Later, good and evil fought again, and Lu Qiuming went on a killing spree. He did not know where he got the information, and killed a lot of people in the righteous way. Some people rumored that the abducted Buddha had already sacrificed his life for the devil.

The other sects directly asked Rufozong for an explanation, but Rufozong had no choice but to expel Jilin from the sect.After Ji Lin knew about this, his mind was in turmoil, and he went into a madness directly.

He was still sane after he became a demon, and he knew that he would not be able to survive the catastrophe, so he gave up his cultivation and left.

A generation of Buddhas fell like this.

When He Jilin was reading the book, in fact, he still had some admiration for the Buddha in his heart. After all, if he was replaced by himself, he might become enchanted and become an enemy of the righteous way.

Now that he has really become a disciple of the Buddha, does he still have to sit in meditation?He thought he was still very afraid of death.

In the blink of an eye, it was Lu Qiuming's birthday banquet, and the cold and solemn magic palace was also a little bit more happy, only He Jilin's room was still very cold.

Soon, an attendant came to announce that He Jilin straightened his robes and stepped out of the room with a calm face.

If you want to say why this Buddha is famous all over the world, apart from the profoundness of Buddhism, what is even more amazing is his appearance.

Although she is bald, she is truly magnificent.

He Jilin's eyes were indifferent, ignoring the amazed voices around him, he went straight to the main hall.

Although Lu Qiuming didn't like these monks who were full of Zen principles, he still admired them a little in his heart. He sat on the main hall, looked at He Jilin, and raised his lips slightly, "Buddha, please sit down."

He Jilin saluted leisurely, and then sat down, while the other guests held their breaths and concentrated.

"Come here, serve wine to Buddha. Today is the deity's birthday. Buddha is not allowed to refuse." When Lu Qiuming said this, there was a strong sense of teasing in his eyes.

He Jilin knew that Lu Qiuming was embarrassing himself, he looked at the full cup of wine, got up and said: "30 years ago today, the mother of the lord finished the feat of giving birth to a new life with pain. The poor monk really admires it. , The poor monk respects this female benefactor." After speaking, he poured the wine in the cup in front of the case to comfort the dead.

Lu Qiuming's expression was uncertain.

"Dance." He ordered, and immediately a dancing girl curled up, her sleeves dyed with fragrant powder, which made people tranced and intoxicated.

After a while, the dancers stopped dancing and spontaneously poured wine in front of the guests' tables.

A beautiful, charming dancer walked up to He Jilin, stretched out a catkin to pour wine for him, and handed it to him.

He Jilin was unmoved, his expression indifferent.

The dancing girl's beautiful eyes sparkled, seeing He Jilin's unparalleled beauty, her heart was throbbing, she put down her wine glass, and leaned softly towards He Jilin.

He Jilin stood up abruptly.

Everyone looked at him in amazement.

He lowered his shiny head, clasped his hands together, saluted, and said: "The poor monk has to practice at this time every day, so I'm going back now, please forgive me, this is a congratulatory gift from the poor monk, I hope the benefactor will accept it with a smile." As he spoke, he took out something.

Lu Qiuming was stunned for a while, stopped the attendants around him, and actually walked down the steps himself, walking in front of He Jilin, "What is this?"

He Jilin said indifferently: "It's just a clumsy work in leisure time, but it has been following the poor monk for many years and has been baptized by Buddhism. It is no longer an ordinary wood carving. It can be used to calm the mind and calm the mind."

Lu Qiuming took over the small and exquisite wood carving, and saw that the crane was lifelike, as if it was about to take off from his palm, and the tentacles were smooth and round, and there was a sense of coolness penetrating into the heart, it is really a good product.

He looked at the glamorous person in front of him, and his mind was in a trance.In fact, he has never celebrated his birthday, and the birthday banquet held this time was just to insult the righteous representative of the Buddha, but he never thought that this person would even prepare a gift.

"Since the Buddha has something to do, the deity will not bother you, and I would like to thank the Buddha for the gift." Lu Qiuming didn't have any bad feelings towards He Jilin at first, but his position was different, and he was not an unreasonable person , since the Buddha sincerely sent congratulatory gifts, he didn't want to embarrass him anymore, otherwise he would fall into the inferior vehicle.

He Jilin saluted briefly, then left lightly.

Lu Qiuming looked at his shiny head, holding the wood carving in his palm, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He Jilin returned to the house, collapsed on the bed, and secretly rejoiced that he had successfully solved the problem and won the goodwill of the demon lord.

Because he was in another world for the first time in the past few days, and facing the test of life and death, his spirit was extremely tense. Now that he was relaxed, he didn't want to sit up anymore, so he fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep lasted until the sun was three poles.

He sat up from the bed in a daze, looking at the sunlight shining into the room, he felt refreshed.

"Buddha, are you awake?" A little boy opened the door and asked with a pleasant smile.

"The poor monk has seen the benefactor." He Jilin immediately returned to his senses, raised his face, and saluted slightly.

"Hehe, Buddha, you don't need to be polite with this slave. Your majesty sent you to serve you." The little boy said, putting the hot water away, and said, "Buddha, please cleanse your face."

"Amitabha, the poor monk is ashamed to accept it. In the future, the poor monk will come by himself and don't need to bother the benefactor." He Jilin actually thought to himself, it is good to have someone to serve him!It's a pity that he couldn't collapse the human design.

The little boy said with a smile: "Buddha doesn't need to be called a slave by a benefactor. The slave's name is Huaigu. Buddha can call his slave Huaigu."

He Jilin: "Little benefactor of Huaigu."

Huai Gu thought to himself: This monk is really stubborn, did His Majesty send him here to seek punishment?

In fact, in the Demon Palace, Lu Qiuming treated him well.Since the banquet that day, Lu Qiuming seemed to have forgotten him in a corner, but He Jilin was also at ease, and had nothing to worry about except for putting on a show in front of others.

It's just that what should come will always come.

The world of comprehension caused a storm because of the opening of a powerful secret realm.If He Jilin was still in the Rufo sect, then as a disciple of the Buddha, he would naturally have a place to enter, but now, his treatment in the Demon Palace may not be so good.

He remembered the description in the book that the protagonist led the confidants of the Demon Palace into the secret realm, and was besieged several times by righteous people, and was even seriously injured once and was on the verge of death. I hate the so-called right way even more.

Therefore, the rumors that the Buddha was allowed to become a demon spread so loudly that the Buddha died.

He Jilin didn't want to become the original owner. He wanted to overcome this catastrophe, but he absolutely couldn't enter this demon.

Seeing that the secret realm is about to open, He Jilin is about to find Lu Qiuming, but he hears: "Buddha son, my lord servant will tell you that the silver light secret realm will open, you are ready, you will leave the palace soon."

Although He Jilin felt puzzled, he was very pleased with Lu Qiuming's timely behavior of handing over the pillow. His face was pale, but his words were sincere, "Thank you, little benefactor of Huaigu, and on behalf of the poor monk, thank you benefactor Lu Qiu."

The day of departure has come, He Jilin was penniless when he was captured, and it is the same now.He went to the place where the crowd gathered, and it happened that Lu Qiuming also arrived.

Lu Qiuming was accompanied by several confidants, all of them looked ugly when they saw He Jilin, but due to the majesty of the Supreme Being, they couldn't speak.

Lu Qiuming looked at the monk not far away who was out of tune with the people in the Demon Palace, and he didn't know why, he thought it was a little funny, that person stood alone, free from outside disturbances, he drew the ground as a prison, imprisoned himself, but also prevented outsiders from intruding.

I don't know, if this stronghold is broken, what will happen inside?Presumably, it must be wonderful.

Thinking in this way, he said to the people around him: "Later, the deity will ride with the Buddha."