There are many ghosts on the road of alms

Chu Liu picked up the teacup and smelled the tea, and took a few sips.

The tea this time is different from the one in the reception room. It tastes sweet and fresh, leaving a fragrance on the lips and teeth. Compared with the bitter and sweet tea, Chu Liu prefers this cup in his hand.

"Senior, I still have a doubt in my heart. When was the stupa of your temple designed and built? Is there a detailed record of the text on the tower?"

The abbot squinted his eyes, and recalled thinking, "The stupa has been built for some years, and it was repaired once in the middle, but it was a hundred years ago, and there is no record of the text on the tower."

Chu Liu was a little frustrated when she heard that the words on her body were likely to be similar to those on the tower. If she could find relevant records, she might be able to understand the reason for the changes on her body.

Unfortunately, the thread was broken.

On the sixth day of the lunar new year, I no longer struggled, sipping tea quietly, occasionally asking for some understanding of the scriptures, and then I left.

After leaving the temple, Chu Liu was still thinking about what the abbot said just now when he sent her out of the temple.

"My sixth grader, the poor monk has a word of advice."

Hearing the words on the sixth day, he turned to the abbot and said, "Senior, please speak."

"Puchen Temple has a special status. Before the poor monk asked about the next abbot, he thought you were the next candidate, but he didn't want to understand a major event. If the poor monk's guess is correct, Puchen Temple has been closed, right? ?”

The abbot's shrewd eyes stared straight at Chu Liu, and he couldn't tolerate Chu Liu thinking of lying.

When Chu Liu was hesitating how to answer, the abbot smiled knowingly, "Little friend, don't be nervous. The poor monk just wants to say that when you contact practitioners in the future, don't mention things in Puchen Temple too much, or you may cause trouble."

Chu Liu wiped off his cold sweat, stood up straight, clasped his hands together, and saluted very respectfully.

In fact, on the sixth day of the first day, I felt that I said something wrong, but I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been in touch with Haozi for a long time, and I’ve talked more. The matter of Dust Temple.

After thanking you again on the sixth day of the lunar new year, I saluted and said goodbye.

After leaving for a long distance, Chu Liu remembered that he should have asked for some tea just now and kept it for the people in the temple. Although there are tea trees in the temple, they do not have the same taste.

As he said that, on the sixth day of the sixth day, he wanted to go back to Changning Temple to make alms, but when he was so thin, he remembered that he didn't bring his alms bowl today.

"Forget it, let's ask for something next time."

When she walked downstairs to the apartment on the sixth day of the lunar new year, she found that the windows of her apartment were constantly wafting from the windows, and even in the corridors there was a feeling of gusts of wind.

On the sixth day, I felt bad, so I rushed upstairs with a rosary in my hand.

After opening the door, Chu Liu couldn't help being stunned.

The living room of this [-]-square-meter single apartment was not very big, but there were more than a dozen ghosts crowded together, without even a place to stand, and neatly knelt on one knee, as if to welcome her arrival.

No need to think about it on the sixth day of the lunar new year, it was Haozi who did it.

Chu Liu threw the little ghosts aside, leaving a little space, and walked to the door of the bedroom with difficulty.

"Haozi, what the hell are you doing!" Chu Liu said angrily, kicking the bedroom door open.

I saw that Haozi was groping around with the alms bowl in his hand, and he didn't even care about the sixth day when he came in.

"Don't, don't grab it. Isn't it just a rice scoop for rice, it's not as valuable as your friend's silver chopsticks. Let me see again, your rice scoop is quite strange."

Haozi hugged the begging bowl tightly, resolutely not letting Chu Liu get it, although it is a rice scoop, but whoever has the points, if this rice scoop is in the hands of Chu Liu, mana will be poured into it immediately, and it will become a "bag". .

Haozi was dodging and thinking, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and explained: "Listen to me, the weight of your rice scoop seems to be wrong."

Seeing Haozi stop at the same place, Chu Liu grabbed the alms bowl and made a gesture to hit Haozi.

"Really, take a closer look." Haozi raised his arms, and quickly floated to the door of the room, "When I threw this rice scoop last time, I vaguely felt that something was wrong, but I didn't think about it, and I suddenly understood, It was the wrong sound when it fell to the ground last time."

When Chu Liu heard this, he hesitated for a moment, but he didn't intend to let Haozi go, so he slapped Haozi with an alms bowl.

"I obviously blocked the apartment with my power, how did you get in? And what happened to your little brothers?"

Haozi fell to the ground with his whole ghost, and his yin energy scattered.When the younger brothers in the hall saw this scene, they all piled one on top of the other, shivering in the corner of the hall.

Haozi struggled to get into a human form, and cried, "I was honestly playing mahjong with my younger brothers in the city center. Who knew that the bald donkeys in Changning Temple were going crazy, and they were promoting Buddhism in broad daylight. I took them all the way, Originally, I wanted to hide with the tree spirit, but I happened to pass by downstairs and saw that you hadn't closed the window, so I came in."

Haozi was crying so hard that Chu Liu's head hurt from crying, so it's hard to blame her.

In fact, I really blame Chuliu for the reappearance of the Dharma Body of the holy monk, which caused the entire N city to be affected by Buddhism, but unfortunately Chuliu didn't know about it.

"To shut up."

Haozi paused when he heard the sound, and then pretended to cry two seconds later.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, practice the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time..." A burst of heart sutras came from the bedroom.

Haozi got up "squeaking" and was about to go out of the window, when he suddenly remembered that his gang of younger brothers hadn't run away, and ran back to the hall, kicking and kicking the younger brothers out of the window, Haozi didn't forget to close the window before leaving. take it well.

Hearing the jingling sound in the hall, Chu Liu had a big question mark above his head. When he looked from the bedroom, he found that all the ghosts had run away.

"What are you running for? It's just a phone call."

Li Wanqing helped her set up the phone ringtone. It is said that a Japanese Buddhist singer composed and sang the "Prajna Heart Sutra".

Chu Liu picked up the phone and asked, "Hello, who is it?"

"Ah, you are so hot on the sixth day of the lunar new year! Is it you in Changning Temple today? Is there really a Buddha image? Tell me quickly."

As soon as Chuli picked up the phone, she heard Li Wanqing asking a bunch of questions, but she couldn't get a word in at all.Chu Liu touched his ears and sighed inwardly, Li Wanqing's scream was too penetrating.

After waiting for a while, listening to Li Wanqing's breath, Chu Liu asked, "Wanqing, didn't you go on a trip? How do you know about Changning Temple?"

"I saw it on social software, first tell me if the back view in the video is you?"

On the sixth day of the lunar new year, he was a little helpless, so he had to answer: "It should be me."

"I'll just tell my dad that it must be you. He still doesn't believe it. By the way, today is the Lantern Festival. My dad asked Brother Liu to send you some glutinous rice balls. It will be here later. Remember to open the door."

Just as Chu Liu was about to say no, he heard Li Hengqiang ask Li Wanqing to give her Brother Liu's phone number on the other end of the phone.

"Oh, I got it. On the sixth day, I'll send you Brother Liu's phone number later. My dad said that you can call Brother Liu if you want to go. Brother Liu can pick you up by car."

"Well, okay, thank you Uncle Li for helping me."

A few minutes after hanging up the phone, there was a knock on the door.

"Brother Liu is here, please come in."

"No, no, I won't go in, little master Chuliu, these are the glutinous rice balls that the boss asked me to bring to you, they are still hot, you can eat them while they are hot." The driver Xiao Liu handed over the glutinous rice balls to Chuliu , planned to leave, and his wife was waiting for him at home for the holidays.

"Brother Liu, wait a moment."

Xiao Liu turned around and asked, "Little master, what's the matter?"

Chu Liu stepped forward and patted Brother Liu on the shoulder, and smiled slightly: "There is hair on the shoulder, it's okay, then Brother Liu, go slowly."

Xiao Liu touched the back of his head inexplicably, and stepped out the door.

Chu Liu looked at Brother Liu's back, took out his mobile phone and called Li Wanqing, "Wanqing, tell Brother Liu not to go out for the next two days."

"The sixth day, what's the matter?" Li Wanqing asked worriedly.

"Well, don't worry, it's not a big deal, but it's a little unlucky to walk too much at night, just stay at home for two days."

Li Wanqing heard that there was no problem, so she agreed.

In fact, it’s nothing serious for Brother Liu to go out recently, at most he’s seeing a ghost. Before the sixth day, he told Brother Liu not to drive late at night. He was obviously timid, and he dared to drive at night to do work. I really admire him.

On the sixth day of the lunar new year, he opened the lunch box, picked up a glutinous rice ball and put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up.

The glutinous rice balls are exquisite in size, crystal clear, smooth and delicate in the mouth, soft and elastic.Bite it gently in the mouth, the sesame filling slowly flows out, overflowing between the lips and teeth, the sweet and round taste makes people unable to stop their mouths at all.

It's delicious in color, fragrance and taste. The glutinous rice balls made by the masters in the temple are completely incomparable. I didn't stop chopsticks to eat them all on the sixth day of the sixth day.

When Haozi floated back at night, he probably drank some wine, drifted erratically, and walked without even touching the ground.

"Hey, I said little six, you eat alone, why don't you save some for brother?"

Looking at the empty lunch box, Haozi said aggrievedly.

"Oh, you said glutinous rice balls. They were delivered by Uncle Li's driver. I didn't know you were coming back, so I didn't keep them for you. They won't taste good when they get cold."

Haozi looked at Chu Liu's straightforward explanation, and felt even more aggrieved, "Xiao Liu, you have changed. You didn't talk so much when you first came down the mountain, and your thoughts were as pure as white paper. How did you become like this? , God."

Haozi looked like a resentful woman whose daughter had grown up and disobedient. On the sixth day of the sixth day, the goosebumps came up, and he hurriedly moved away from Haozi who was sitting on the ground trying to get drunk.

"Play slowly, I'm going to bed, I'm a little tired today."

On the sixth day of the lunar new year, he didn't watch Haozi playing tricks there, and went back to the house after washing, picked up the begging bowl beside the bed and knocked on it.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with this bowl? Otherwise, why would the masters in the monastery give them so much advice?"

No dreams in the night of the sixth day.

Early the next morning, he got up feeling refreshed.

Looking at the swaying wine bottles on the table in the living room, the messy snacks on the floor, and Haozi who was drunk on the sofa in the hall, I wondered, did this ghost drink all night?