Buddha mouth dragon heart

After Botan chanted scriptures for the little ghosts in the demon-subduing bag, he returned to Lingfo Temple. Looking at the faint morning light, the sun had already emerged from the top of the mountain, and he couldn't help sighing. If you don't come, a life will be lost like this.

Everything in the world has its own cycle of karma, life and death are normal things, but maybe this time it was because I was too obsessed with catching that female ghost that I killed that person.

If the female ghost was let go at that time, the resentment on that person would dissipate naturally when the female ghost escaped, Botan shook his head, how could he be entangled in such things, slightly bent the corners of his mouth, and silently recited the Heart Sutra.

The faint morning light shines into Botan's meditation room, bringing warmth to the quiet meditation room, and a faint fragrance wafts through the room. Putan pushed open the door of the meditation room and saw sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall and falling asleep At the same time as Jing woke up, he also saw Jin Ni lying on the ground.

Jin Ni's face was as pale as paper, lifeless, as if he was a corpse that hadn't breathed.

Pu Tan frowned slightly, squatted down and patted Jing Xing's shoulder, the other party straightened up suddenly, first checked that Jin Ni was still there, then looked up at Pu Tan, "Master, Master!" He became excited , pointing at Jin Ni to say something, but Pu Tan held down his shoulder.

"Go and have a rest, leave it to the master here." Pu Tan smiled at Jing Xing, and without further words, began to check on Jin Ni's condition.

Jing Xing was a little surprised and a little bit wronged. He still had a lot to say to his master, at least he deserved some praise. He carried people up from the middle of the mountain in the middle of the night, but the master didn’t say anything, but The master smiled at him just now, and that smile was quite handsome.

Botan's emotions generally don't have big ups and downs, and his expressions don't have many expressions, so getting a smile from the master is a kind of approval.

Thinking of this, Jing Xing happily ran down the mountain, and the fatigue just now disappeared.

Putting down the Zen stick in his hand, Botan carefully inspected Jin Yan's body from head to toe, and after checking that there was no trauma, he sat cross-legged next to Jin Yan, put his hands together, and chanted sutras silently.

Pu Tan chanted sutras for Jin Yan for three days and three nights, during which he didn't let anyone into the room, Jing Xing put the food outside the door every time.

But Jing Xing found that every time he came back to collect the food basket, the food in the basket had not been touched. After three days, he couldn't help it. He didn't know what was going on in the master's meditation room. I have never stepped out, nor have I had a vegetarian meal.

Today he came outside Botan’s meditation room again, put the food basket at his feet, leaned against the door of the meditation room, and listened carefully. In fact, this is not necessary, and he can fully hear the voice of the master chanting sutras. , but if he doesn't hear a true affirmation, he won't be at ease.

Someone patted her on the shoulder, and Jing Xing was so frightened that her feet slipped. The person behind her hugged her waist and dragged her to the back of the meditation room, "What are you doing? What are you trying to eavesdrop on?"

Jing Xing regained his composure, stood firmly and pushed away the person behind him, "Brother Jingjue, are you trying to scare me to death by your sudden appearance?"

"Aren't you afraid of eavesdropping on the master's meditation room like this?" Jing Jue was actually worried all the time.

After all, he was the one who saw Jin Ni holding the Bodhisattva Buddha beads in his hand, and he thought that when Master Jingyuan knew that there was no way to save Jin Ni, he would definitely send him down the mountain, so he couldn't hurt the temple's reputation because of him.

But that Buddhist bead may indicate that the master knows this person, maybe the master can really save him, and if the person dies, it will be difficult for the master to investigate in the future.

However, until now, there was still no explanation, and he was a little anxious.

"It's not because I'm worried. You ask me what's going on every day, and I can't tell why. I'm also worried." Jing Xing gave Jing Jue a look, and then patted Jing Jue's bald head with his fist.

Jingjue touched his bald head and smiled, "Okay, the voice of master chanting can be heard outside the house, there is nothing wrong with it, it must be saving people, let's not worry about it, let's go down, master will not I like your interrupting."

Jing Xing nodded, and followed Jing Jue down the mountain, with his head hanging down, he was still a little unhappy, "But the master didn't even eat fast, how can the body bear it if this continues."

Just as he was talking, the door of the meditation room creaked open behind him, Jing Xing and Jing Jue turned their heads abruptly, saw Botan standing at the door, Jing Xing hurried back and asked, "Master, how is he?"

Putan smiled lightly, "It's okay, just leave the fast."

"Ah? Oh... I kept it..." Jing Xing pointed to the food basket outside the door, thought for a moment, then slapped his head, "Oh, I seem to have kept the cold food and took away the hot food delivered today It's gone." Saying that, he quickly handed the food basket in his hand to Botan.

Putan took the basket, just said lightly, let's go, and closed the door.

Jing Xing went back to Jing Jue who was hiding in the bushes with a mournful face, "Come out, even if you hide like this, Master must know you are here."

"That's true, but the master doesn't pursue it, so I don't have to be too embarrassed. After seeing the master, the master said that the man is fine, why are you not happy?" Jing Jue poked the flesh on Jing Xing's face with his fingers.

Jing Xing patted his hand away, "Didn't you see that the master's face is so pale, and he has lost weight."

Jing Jue rubbed Jing Xing's Guangliu head without saying a word, then simply hooked his neck and dragged him down the mountain.

"Go slowly, you want to strangle me?" Jing Xing complained loudly.