Honglian Temple.
Deep in the mountains behind the temple, a lonely brass hall is like a monster, crawling among the mountains.
This single hall is extremely huge, thousands of feet high, thousands of feet long and wide, and the whole body has an erratic aura. It definitely uses extremely clever space formations inside to greatly expand the space inside.
In front of the main hall, a stone road a hundred feet wide leads directly to the front mountain. On the clean stone road, a turtle with a carapace two feet square and a blue-gray body was crawling slowly from side to side.
He climbed from the left side of the stone path to the right, then turned around and crawled toward the left side of the stone path.
Coming and going, all the time.
On the back of the big turtle was a thatched futon three feet in diameter.
Sitting on the futon was a fat and white monk with red lips and white teeth, thin skin and tender flesh all over his body, and a round face full of smiles.
This monk... He was sitting cross-legged on the futon, still more than three feet tall, and his waist was almost three feet tall. It was a mountain of white flesh, sitting on such a small futon in shock, resting on the back of such a small turtle.
Such a huge and fat monk holds a one-foot-square sutra in his two big, snow-white hands and is reciting it seriously. From time to time, he would dip his fingers in his mouth with saliva and carefully turn the pages of the old book.
Such a small book and such a big monk seem a bit inconsistent when paired together.
After the big turtle crawled back and forth countless times, the great monk nodded and said leisurely: "That's all, today's asceticism still has the last step...send the young monk into the temple?"
The big turtle stretched its neck as hard as it could and took a deep breath. An extremely fierce look flashed in its eyes. It slowly turned around and crawled towards the main hall. He crawled forward step by step, his steps were heavy and heavy.
"You have resentment in your heart." The great monk put down the scripture in his hand and sighed softly: "If you have resentment, this is not good."
"Look, the sky is so blue; the trees are so green; the mountain peaks are so beautiful; the sunset is so beautiful... This world is beautiful and brilliant, and the fragrance of love is flowing in the air."
"You must always feel the existence of 'love'. You must be full of love for this world, all things in this world, and all living creatures. Use love to wash away the grievances in your heart, and use love to resolve the grievances in your heart. of hatred, use love to eliminate the ferocity in your blood."
"As long as you feel the 'great love of the world' one day, it will be a good day for you to have a bright future and let a turtle roam."
The big monk smiled, his thick arms stretched strangely, reached under the futon, and gently patted the big turtle's head: "Think about it, freely swimming and playing in the vast sea waves, that is What a ‘love’ scene!”
The big turtle's eyes flashed with fierceness, and he finally couldn't help but roar: "Damn bald man... If it weren't for you, I would be happily living in the sea right now! I'll do your mother-in-law... Sooner or later, I will lead the East China Sea... Army, massacre your Honglian Temple!"
The great monk's smile did not change, but he exerted force with the five fingers of his right hand, and with a 'click' sound, he forcibly pinched the turtle's one-foot-long neck into seven or eight pieces.
The big turtle's body twitched violently, and the big monk slowly let go of his right hand. The big turtle's neck fell to the ground with a snap. After twitching for a few times, wisps of blood flickered on his neck, and the broken The bones, meridians, etc. are quickly connected and restored to their original state in no time.
"Come, follow the little monk, the air is so fresh, the world is so beautiful, and our hearts are full of warm love!"
The big monk smiled slowly and said: "Come on, follow the little monk... Come on, come on, do you still want me to take off your back armor and use it as an iron pot?"
The big turtle had a gloomy face and gnashed his teeth and muttered: "The air is so fresh, the world is so beautiful... my heart... is full of love for your mother!"
The great monk's right hand moved suddenly.
The big turtle let out a shrill howl, and dark green blood spurted out. His entire tortoise shell appeared in the monk's hands. The futon pressed directly against his flesh and blood, and the big turtle's body trembled violently.
Blood surged, and after a breath, a carapace regenerated on the big turtle's body.
His body was trembling slightly, and he walked toward the main hall step by step, carrying the great monk on his back.
The great monk stuffed the tortoise shell in his hand into his sleeve and whispered to himself: "Well, in the Xiangji Kitchen in the temple, you already have more than 3,000 tortoise shell pots. I really can't use so many. . Hey, it’s said that turtle shells are very useful for divination?”
"Especially for a million-year-old tortoise like you, tortoise shells are even more magical. Well, collecting more of them and selling them to those who specialize in fortune-telling would be a good way to make money."
"Well, the Honglian Temple family has a big business and a lot of expenses. A few years ago, the young monk wanted to build a new hall to worship the 53rd generation ancestor of the young monk... But he was short of money and had no money at the moment... Now, everything depends on you! "
The big monk lowered his head with a smile, and smiled at the big turtle that was gnashing his teeth and trying to crawl forward: "A turtle shell sells for one ingot of gold. The young monk has calculated that with one million ingots of gold, the main hall can be almost completed."
The big turtle's body trembled violently, he closed his mouth and never made a sound again.
According to what the great monk wanted, he wanted to dig out a million pieces of turtle shells from the body of the turtle.
Even though this big turtle was somewhat confident in his magical powers, thinking of this terrifying figure, he did not dare to provoke the smiling and ruthless monk again.
A good man never suffers immediate losses, right
The great monk smiled slightly and nodded slowly: "A child can be taught, a great kindness... I think you have already felt the 'care' of the young monk towards you. Well, crawl faster."
The big turtle sped up. He carried the great monk on his back and ran to the door of the main hall. He banged open the heavy brass door with his head, and then jumped over the three-foot-high threshold with a brisk jump and rushed into the main hall. middle.
In the main hall, huge bronze lampstands stood neatly there. A little light on the lampstand swayed, and every bit of light represented a disciple of Honglian Temple.
There are at least tens of thousands of bronze lampstands here, and each bronze lampstand has tens of thousands of lights.
The entire Honglian Temple, including the main temple and various lower courtyards, has more than 100 million disciples. With such power, it is worthy of being one of the three divine sects protecting the country in the Sui Dynasty.
The big turtle carried the big monk on its back and walked between the lampstands. The big monk carefully looked at the little lights on the lampstands.
This is what the great monk does every day.
Seeing these blazing lights, the great monk felt very at ease.
Gradually, the big turtle came to the depths of the hall. With a 'pop' sound, a light on a lampstand suddenly went out, and a wisp of green smoke slowly rose from the wick, like the soul of the dead saying its final farewell to this world.
The big turtle was stunned, and then laughed loudly: "Smiling Buddha, one of your little thieves has died of baldness!"
The expression of the Smiling Buddha, one of the three living Buddhas in Honglian Temple, changed slightly, and the entire hall suddenly became dark.