The night was extremely silent, and the air violently passed by and flowed to the black hole on the lawn in the distance. Wang Zimi stood in the open space in front of the temple and watched the black hole swell to a square meter, and then suddenly disappeared. Everything returned to silence. There was a big hole with a radius of more than a mile in the room, and he couldn't help closing his sour eyes.
"Little Maitreya." A drunk scent approached, the undrunk Master Mengxin stood behind him, put his big hand on his shoulder, and patted twice imperceptibly, calling back Wang Zi Mi's mind in Japanese. .
Wang Zimi opened his eyes, raised his right hand, and looked at the palm of his palm that was covered by two blue towels, with a string of Buddhist beads on the outside. There was a black hole the size of a soybean. One day, this black hole will become so big that it covers his palm and sucks his whole person into it, just like the old Daddy Mifang in the distance.
"Little Maitreya, don't worry, your wind cave is still small, it won't be..." Master Mengxin looked at the silent little guy, couldn't help standing in front of him, squatting down and laughing to enlighten him, but he couldn't Keep talking.
"Actually, I'm not worried, Master. After all, everyone is going to die, and I have more than ten or twenty years!" Wang Zimi raised his head and looked at the fat old man wearing a yellow robes and a red nose in front of him. He smiled.
The words are entirely from the heart, Wang Ziya is not worried that he will be sucked up by the wind cave, because according to some of the Inuyasha animation plots he remembers, the villain Naruko who cursed his family will eventually be wiped out, and his wind cave curse will be lifted, but , He couldn't help but wonder whether he was not the original Maitreya, and whether the plot would continue.
Will you blow away the plot like a butterfly that causes a storm!
That’s right, Wang Zimi is very worried, because he is worried about his identity as a traverser. He almost feels a little insane now, no longer the excitement when he first traversed. At that time, he thought he could do like other traversers. He had a world-shattering career or all directions, but now he has a problem with his life.
Now Wang Zi Mi feels very regretful, because he remembered that before he crossed, he had a family where his parents were alive. Although it was not too harmonious, he had a safe and stable environment. Although he was always inactive, but now, he is true. Nothing was left, the old man in the original flesh disappeared in front of him in a strange way of death, and now....
"I... Okay!" Meng Xin looked at the low-pitched little guy, and couldn't help but feel a little nasty.
"Master." Wang Zimi raised his head and looked at Mengxin in front of him. He felt that he could still be rescued. He always said that there was a master who was entrusted by a cheap father and was willing to take care of him. , Learn the skills of retreat, seize the opportunity to kill Naraku with his own hands, and lift the curse of wind cave on his hands.
"Huh?" Meng Xin looked up at the eight-year-old kid's head.
"Teach me the retreat technique!" Wang Zi Mi looked at the old monk with a red nose in front of him, and couldn't help asking. He vaguely remembered Maitreya, no, it should be his own fat monk master. He is a capable guy. , I seem to have beaten Inuyasha, but unfortunately I can't remember it, but whoever remembers that old anime specifically!
"Actually! Little Maitreya, your most important task is to find a woman. Forget it, I'll teach you Dharma first!" Meng Xin looked at the eight-year-old little devil's head, and subconsciously proposed to Mifang who had just died. It is suggested that he should find someone to marry and have a child quickly, so that he can leave for the family, but he can only shake his head because he is worried that the other person is just that big.
"Buddha? What's the difference with retreat?" Wang Zi Mi, or Maitreya blinked slightly.
"Well... Buddhism is the method that leads people to good, and the retreat technique is the method to eliminate ogres. Some ogres are changed by the wicked. Therefore, Buddhism can also eliminate ogres, but retreat techniques cannot change people. Kindness." Mengxin pondered for a moment, and then she came up with a theory to coax children.
"How do I learn the Dharma?" Maitreya looked at the provisional theory to coax his old monk, and couldn't help but curl his lips slightly in his heart. It sounded like Dharma could not deal with Naraku, who had become a demon, but looking at Mengxin's attitude, he didn't plan to do it now. Taught myself retreat.
"First of all, you have to be able to recite the scriptures." Meng Xin saw that the little devil turned his attention away from his dead father, and stepped up to cooperate with him, and stretched out a finger.
"I will read it. I have been here for three or four years." Maitreya looked at the old monk who was coaxing him and couldn't help but poked his lips. He and cheap father Mifang lived here for three or four years, and they also read several times. This Buddhist scripture.
"Able to read, but can you understand?" Meng Xin asked.
"You can understand some!" Maitreya tilted his head for a moment, and after sweeping away those Sanskrit parts, he could understand some, but really only some.
"That's not enough. In addition to reciting the scriptures, you have to participate in Zen and Buddha. The most important thing is that if you want to become a Tuzhi mage, you must also practice and strengthen your body and spirit." Meng Xin touched Maitreya with his fist slightly. Chest.
"Oh." Listening to Mengxin's words, Maitreya nodded slightly, sounding like a serious plan.
"Then, we are going to start studying Buddhism now, from now on." Seeing Maitreya's serious look in her heart, she couldn't help hissing in her heart, and then stood up.
"Hi, Master." Maitreya immediately corrected his attitude, he must study hard to save his life.
"So, first of all, let's recite the scriptures for your father and curse for death, will you!" Meng Xin moved her body away, revealing a large hole on the lawn behind her, that is after Mifang was sucked dry by the cursed wind cave. The grave left.
"Yes." Maitreya looked at the cheap old man with no bones tombs, only a big pit left, nodded slightly, and then followed the fat Master Mengxin to sit in front of the pit and chant the death curse. .
"Nanwu Amitabha Ye..."
After reciting the rebirth mantra ten times, Mengxin stopped on her own, and brought Maitreya back to the temple to let him rest, while he went to the city and asked the masons to build stone towers, water bowls and stone seats for him. Square stele.
Although Mi Fang is dead without a whole body, he still needs to have the things that Maitreya can't do at present, and he doesn't have much thoughts about it. Although he has gone through a few years, the relationship between father and son has not accumulated much, so it is convenient. Mengxin does it for you.
After busying with Mifang's rituals, Maitreya started to practice Buddhism and retreat with the great monk Master Meng Xin, chanting scriptures every day, worshiping Buddha, and doing some temple housework under the supervision of the drunk master. As a "physical exercise", in fact, the affairs are not considered important, it is to find things for him to do, and be distracted.
(End of this chapter)