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Chapter 531 Fake Monk

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    There is a saying that monks only practice fasting at noon, so why do they come to other people¡¯s homes early in the morning to perform fasting?

    I touched my pocket, took out a wad of change and said: "Take it and tell the master that we haven't served dinner yet, so let him find a place to eat by himself. Please be patient if the reception is not good. Oh, by the way.  Shout to Master, 'Six o'clock auspiciousness'."

    "It's time to return the six o'clock auspiciousness. I even told Amitabha Buddha, but it doesn't work!" Cui Qi reluctantly pushed the money away and said: "I gave the money, but they didn't accept it, so they said Huazhai."

    Hey, isn¡¯t this just bad luck? The monk doesn¡¯t have to pay for the fasting, but I can¡¯t turn it into a fasting meal for you right away!

    "It's done, go ahead and do whatever you need to do, I'll go out and take a look!"

    After dismissing Cui Qi, I chewed a piece of gum and went downstairs. When I exited the entrance hall, I saw a man in gray monk robes squatting at the door. Although he was bald, he was obviously not ordained. He was carrying not a cross-shoulder package, but  A stylish Herm¨¨s bag for men.  Hey, this is not a monk, he just came back from a catwalk in Paris!

    I walked straight to the door and said politely: "Master, I'm really sorry, our family hasn't made breakfast yet, how about you"

    Before I finished speaking, this man stood up, looked at me, showed a simple and honest smile on his face, clasped his hands, bowed and said: "Donor, I'm sorry to bother you, please don't bother me."

    This monk was quite polite. I took a closer look. He was about thirty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His complexion was slightly dark, and he was powerful. He was holding a large white jade bowl and a string of beige beeswax beads hanging around his neck.  He also wears a large ring finger that is very inconsistent with his status as a monk. The surface of the ring ring is made of white clams, and a statue of Yamantaka Vajra of Tibetan Buddhism is carved on it.

    I couldn¡¯t help but want to laugh a little in my heart, what kind of monk is this? It doesn¡¯t match the outfit, but it is worth a lot of money, and every one of them is considered a treasure.

    But since they were so polite, I couldn¡¯t say much, so I solemnly said, ¡°No trouble, no trouble, just ask! May I ask your name?¡±

    The monk smiled faintly and said: "The poor monk's common surname is Liu, let's not mention it. His Dharma name is Great Advancement. The Buddha said: If you don't practice rightly, you can only achieve great happiness if you practice greatly and make great progress. This is the origin of my Dharma name. The poor monk came here not to  Not for alms, but to find a pet.¡±

    I quickly held up my hands and said, "It turns out to be Master Da Jin. I'm really sorry. We didn't see any pets coming in. Why don't you look for them elsewhere? Since they are Buddhist pets, will they also go looking for vegetarian food?"  !¡±

    "No, absolutely not!" The monk waved his hand and called Amitabha to the west: "The poor monk smelled it, it's in your yard!"

    I can¡¯t help but feel a little impatient. Isn¡¯t this nonsense?  Would I not know if a cat or dog comes into my yard?

    "Okay, since the master insists on this, then come in and take a look!"

    "The benefactor is merciful. This is the best thing. Thank you, poor monk!" The monk said, bowing again, shaking his hands, and walked into the courtyard as if he was paralyzed.

    I stood there, and before I could figure out what was going on, the monk suddenly raised his hands to the sky and cried out: "My Buddha is merciful, my Xiaoqiang, why did you go to see the Buddha? This poor monk can't live without you!"  After saying that, he screamed and rushed towards the smelly big catfish.

    I was so dumbfounded that I pinched the inside of my thigh hard for a while before I regained my composure. It took me a long time to realize that this was not from Hua Zhai. This was an evil sect coming to my door.

    But just think about it, can¡¯t he pretend?  I just let him pretend.

    "Master, Master? Hey, don't cry. Is this what you call small strong? But it's not small either!" I flew to his side, cleared my throat and said, secretly speaking in my hands.  He pinched his Vajra finger.

    The monk ignored me and continued to cry loudly, saying sadly: "Xiaoqiang, you can't die. I have been dependent on you and shared joys and sorrows with you for so many years. I have always regarded you as my Dharma brother. Now you have finally become enlightened, but  I suffered this murder, tell me who did it"

    ¡°Don¡¯t mention it, this monk, like me, has been a fan of Xingye for many years, and he even knows the lines by heart.

    "Hey, hey, Master, don't cry. If you want to say that this is your Xiaoqiang, I'm sorry, but it was really me who did it. You said it's enlightened? No, I think he seems to be a carnivore, yes.  Corpse eater is also a cannibal. It is also a Buddhist catfish, so how can it eat meat? This is breaking the precepts. As for me, out of admiration for the solemnity of Buddhism, I gave it a little lesson!"

    "Wei Wei? You taught Wei Wei a lesson and then beat my Xiaoqiang to death?" the monk said.?Standed up, glared at me fiercely, and stretched out his hand towards me.

    I was stunned and said: "What do you mean? Extorting money?"

    The monk sneered and said: "Think about it, Xiaoqiang is also a creation of Buddha, but the donor has to give Xiaoqiang's 'Zen Wisdom' to me. How can I say that once we get along, we have to leave some thoughts, right?"

    After pretending to be crazy for a long time, he finally revealed his purpose. It seems that I really guessed that this giant catfish was deliberately placed in the sewer as a tool to raise alchemy for others.  And the fake monk in front of him, who bends down and says "donor is polite" and stands up and says "Amitabha", is its master.

    "Master Dajin, I'm really sorry. I'm stupid. What is 'Zen wisdom'? Isn't Zen wisdom the experience of understanding the Dharma? That should still be in this big guy's mind. Do you want me to find it for you?  Axe, can you break it open and take a look?" I asked deliberately teasingly.

    The fake monk was so angry that he glared and said: "The donor is pretending to be crazy and acting like a fool, but he can compete with the poor monk. Let's not talk nonsense. It's okay if you give me this elixir. If you don't give it"

    "What will you do to me if I don't give it to you?" I said solemnly: "You are a monk, but you actually do such a thing, are you so embarrassed? Are you shameless? Just get out of here, otherwise I will slap you  If you keep filming, you might end up with a broken brain like this big catfish."

    "Haha, little benefactor, don't be arrogant. Do you think you and I are just crying and playing games? To be honest, just when you saw me crying, you ignored your feet. You fell into my special skill - Seven  Step Soul-Removing Needle. This Soul-Removing Needle is a thin grass vine, but extremely hard. It contains highly poisonous and corpse oil. It enters the body without any notice. As long as one enters your Yongquan point, it won't take you seven steps.  I'm going to die!" The monk was extremely proud and raised his head and smiled.

    I took a breath of cold air and smacked my tongue: "It's really a unique skill. Thank you for coming up with such a wonderful method. But what if this needle didn't penetrate into the sole of my foot?"

    "Impossible!" the fake monk snorted: "There are more than a hundred needles in total, and each of them can pierce five layers of cowhide. It doesn't matter what shoes you are wearing!"

    I shook my head and smiled: "Tsk tsk, that's a pity. You only pretended to be crazy and acted like a fool, but you didn't see how I got here. Let me ask you, do you know the magic of walking alone thousands of miles away? It's only a few meters away from the gate.  , you still have to walk seven steps, I¡¯m here in one step Let you see if there are any of your poisonous needles on my feet!"

    I suddenly kicked my leg hard and hit the fake monk in the heart.  Anyone who can engage in such harmful activities as fish farming is definitely not a kind person when you think about it.

    This monk was quite clever. He leaned back, avoided my legs, took off the string of beads from his neck with his backhand, and pulled it back toward me.

    It really surprised me. As soon as the string of beads came out, I suddenly heard an intoxicating Western Sanskrit sound. The Buddha's voice was like a call. I was a little intoxicated for a moment. I didn't react until the string of beads came to my eyes.  Come over and quickly do a backflip and stop.

    However, the tip of the eyebrow was still rubbed by a Buddhist bead, and blood started to flow immediately!

    "You son of a bitch, you're actually a bald ass with great magic power!" I suddenly reversed my dark energy, stretched out my hand, and sucked the beads over based on my cultivation, and grabbed them in my hand.

    The fake monk was a little shocked and naturally refused to give up. He pressed hard and heard a crash. The beads fell apart and fell to the ground!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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