[White Snake] Manjin Mountain

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. In the temple, there was a little monk and a little monk. The little monk was in charge of asking for alms, and the little monk was in charge of eating. Sometimes the little monk became "disobedient" and got angry again. The monk blushed and lost his temper."

The child who heard the story said: "No, there are clearly old monks and young monks living in the temple. Where are the young monks?"

The little monk who told the story knocked on his head and pointed to Zen Master Fahai who was walking away with a bowl not far away.

"Is he a young monk?"

The child stretched his neck to look, and said, "Yes."

The little novice turned his head and pointed at himself: "Am I a little monk?"

The child said, "Yes."

"Yes, that's right." The little monk stretched out his hand, snatched half of the chicken leg from the child, and said vaguely while chewing: "The story is over, let's listen to it tomorrow. Your family Why aren’t the chicken legs fat? Don’t steam them next time, ask your mother to fry them more, or I won’t tell you.”

The child burst into tears after hearing this, pointed at her with a big grin and said, "You haven't finished your story yet, why are you robbing me of my chicken leg? I'm going to tell my mother."

The little monk squatted on the ground carelessly, raised his eyebrows and said.

"You fart, didn't I talk about "Two Monks in the Broken Temple"?"

The child said: "You just mentioned that the little monk was disobedient, and the little monk lost his temper when he was so angry. You didn't say what happened in the end."

The little novice lifted up the broken bowl on the side of the road and poured a mouthful of cold water, saying: "The ending is that the little monk lived happily with the little monk." After speaking, he pushed away impatiently and cried out of breath. The little fat man shouted to the back: "Next! What's the stuffing in the buns?"

The child waiting behind said: "Chives and eggs."

"Find your mother for another meat and come back, next one!"

The child also cried after hearing this, and said, "How can a monk want to eat meat?"

The little novice chanted with a mouth full of oil: "Amitabha, as the saying goes, wine and meat pass through the intestines. The Buddha kept in his mind, why are he so rigid about the situation? Go aside, vegetable buns. I'll see the one in the back." Is it sweet-scented osmanthus wine? I can already smell it."

There is Pingling Town at the foot of Weiming Mountain, and the people in the town sell medicinal materials for a living.It is said that the seeds of the medicinal materials were collected by the ancestors in the mountain stream, but the mountain is steep and it often rains. It has been a long time since no one has gone up to collect the seeds. The medicinal seeds left over from the past are even more precious. They are sold outside Experts have also risen with the tide.

The townspeople in a town rely on medicinal materials to feed themselves, and they are actually very rich.

After Bai Suzhen and Zen Master Fahai came to Pingling Town, they rested in a ruined temple.

The temple was originally enshrined by the land father. Later, the medicine business in the town improved, so a medicine temple was built.Whenever someone sends medicinal materials far away, they have to go to the God of Medicine to pray for safety. It is said that the God of Medicine often appears.As a result, gradually few people came to the Earth Temple.

On the day Suzhen and Zen Master Fahai moved in, as soon as the temple gate was opened, they ate a mouthful of dust, eyes full of cobwebs, and the end was miserable.The father-in-law of the land was as thin as a monkey spirit in Mount Emei. When he saw a monk coming, he rushed out of the stone statue with two short legs.The grievances that he thought he had held back were finally vented, and he started to speak bad things about the God of Medicine.

He said that that thing is often offered by people's incense and fire, and live pigs are offered for offering on the first and fifteenth day of every month, and the people in the town are not short of money, so they always offer it honestly.In recent days, he has become more and more indulgent and wants to buy more things.

When Father Earth said this, his face was filled with righteous indignation, and he saw that Suzhen and Zen Master Fahai were half-immortals with a lot of morality, and he originally wanted them to teach the God of Medicine a lesson.

However, after these two things came down from the mountain, they were so hungry that their chests were stuck to their backs. How could they have the energy to listen to these nagging.After one monk honestly went out with his bowl for alms, the other went to the next door to steal a basket of oranges to eat.

The little one was obviously very hungry, so he grabbed something and ran away.When the villagers came to find them, half of the orange peel had been peeled off.

When Zen Master Fahai came back, he saw a group of women with their hips akimbo.

When he saw it, he wanted to turn around and leave immediately, but the "little novice" had sharp eyes, and as soon as his eyes touched the corner of his clothes, he rushed towards him and yelled pitifully, "Master, the apprentice is about to starve to death." So I stole the oranges next door and ate them. Don’t you know how to write the Sutra of Peace? Give some bento from house to house to pay back the money for the oranges.”

After finishing speaking, he knelt down on the ground with a plop, and said to the women: "Aunts, please have pity on me, my master and my disciples. We are monks who wandered from the big monastery. After eating, I heard that our Pingling Town is a first-class Bodhisattva town, so I rushed all the way here. If you don’t mind, you can come to us more often. But I have always done a good job, my master's ability to recite sutras can make the ancestral graves comfortably emit green smoke."

And Zen Master Fahai, who can comfortably emit green smoke from the ancestral grave, especially wants to shoot the "unscrupulous person" who talks nonsense to death.

I don't want to, Bai Suzhen's fallacies and heresies once again fooled uninformed people into believing the truth, and the family where the oranges were stolen even felt sorry for her, so they made two more bowls of hot vegetarian food and sent them over.

The father-in-law of the land watched the whole process in the stone statue, regretting to death and complaining to them.That little one is clearly a bandit.After seeing that everyone had left, he was taught by the big guy again, and he promised well on the surface, but the next day he started squatting at the door making up nonsense and telling stories, deceiving the things in the children's hands eat.

Such a person can actually gain the Dao?This is really strange.

It's just that the thing looking at the clouds and mountains and mist actually has some skills.Some time ago, the land father-in-law watched the two go out again, and when he came back, he caught a squeaking little demon.

The little one was still dragging a piece of white practice in his hand, he retracted his fingers, and he returned the little demon back to its original shape.

Seeing this, the father-in-law came out of the stone statue again. After struggling to jump off the altar, he stood firm and walked over and said, "Are you really good at catching monsters?"

Bai Suzhen said: "Yes, who do you want to catch? Let's talk about Yinzi."

Zen Master Fahai was not as rude as the bandit Bai. Remembering that the two of them had lived in the temple for so many days and had never greeted their master in a serious manner, he went forward and made a Buddhist salute and said, "Excuse me."

Just these three words, after finishing speaking, he sat back in the corner and read his scriptures.

A monk and a demon, one loves to talk nonsense, the other is not good at chatting, and the land father-in-law who was holding back for a while almost burst into tears.

He told them that the medicine god in this town is not a thing.Let's say he is a cultivator, but he doesn't seem like a serious cultivator.It was the image of the immortal, which was also built by a Taoist priest who had been to the town before with a portrait for the townspeople to face.That Taoist priest didn't look straight, he looked like a monkey with a sharp mouth and cheeks, he looked like a...

The father-in-law of the land wanted to say: "Monster."

As a result, "little novice monk" probably walked a lot in recent days and wanted to rest his "legs tired". His legs, which were already joined together, turned into a white jade-like tail at some point, and he was touching it with his hands. Without a beat.

At this time, Bai Niangniang's demon power is only [-]%, and because she became an immortal in the pure land of Mount Emei, the immortal energy in her body is naturally heavier than the demon energy.The father-in-law of the land was also a demon before she could reach her. He twisted the soles of his shoes on the ground, turned around and wanted to crawl into the stone statue again.

Seeing his cowardly appearance, Bai Niangniang smiled.The snake's tail became longer and thinner, and the short old man came back and said.

"Where are you going? I haven't finished chatting yet. Have you ever seen a half-immortal with a long tail?"

The father-in-law of the land was frightened to death, and he didn't want to lose his majesty as a god in front of the demon, so he had to bite the bullet and say it.

"The old man is just sleepy. I want to go back to sleep for a while, and talk again when I wake up. Talk when I wake up."

Suzhen smiled and said: "Old man? When I was fighting monkey spirits in Mount Emei, you just entered the fairy sect. How old are you and dare to call yourself an old man in front of me?"

The loose immortals in the lower realm are different from the organized immortals in the Nine Heavens. For example, the small temples in places like Pingling Town actually enshrine those who have reached the level of small immortals through cultivation in the mortal world.There is no special enlightenment from the people above, and it is not some great god who came to the mortal world to rebuild it.He is not as good as a related household, and not as good as a half-immortal. Once he gets the Tao, where do you say you put him?Most of them just randomly point to an inconspicuous town or village entrance, and use mortal incense to raise them until they can be promoted to the level of a great immortal.

As for the father-in-law in Pingling Town, he was only over 500 years old when he died, and he was not as high as the Qingyan around Bai Suzhen.

The father-in-law wrinkled his brows and eyes, and felt that the creases on his face could crush the "little novice monk" to death, but she still looked neither big nor small. Look at her with a bald head, staring at the clever bean Eyes, dare to act big in front of him?He couldn't help but stroked his beard and said.

"The old man is 570 years old this year, how old are you?"

"Little novice monk" raised one eyebrow, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled one of his beards and played with it.

"I'm not that big, and I'm going to be three times bigger than you and a little more. If you don't believe me, you can ask the young monk next to you. Monks never lie."

At that time, Zen Master Fahai was sitting cross-legged in front of the gate of the ruined temple, staring at the clouds in the distance in a daze.He felt that their conversation was boring, so he turned his head and glanced at the two of them. He didn't bother to talk about it, and turned back to continue looking at the cloud.

Suzhen smoothed things over and said, "Our family doesn't like to talk, so you can make do with it. How about I take a look at my original body?"

The father-in-law waved his hands and said, "No, no, it's fine as you are now."

A few days ago, he hadn't noticed that there was any evil spirit on this snake, and only after getting close to it did he realize that this thing's Taoism is really not shallow.In addition, the white practice in her hand can beat a 200-year-old little monster back to its original shape with a stretch and a pull, so it can be seen that it is indeed not an idle monster.

Thinking of this, the father-in-law let go of his mouth again, and began to talk about his own bad things.