The swordsman of the swordsman does not leave the body, and the sword changes hands, which only represents one thing, that is, the person is dead.
"I wanted to scold Xiahou, who knows that after a while, something happened to him!" Yan Chixia held Xiahou's sword a little regretful. After winning the sword, he made a mockery of Xiahou. In fact, he didn't want him to be here. It's full of weird places to stay, but I don't know that he just worked for a while and something went wrong.
"What's wrong with the donor Xiahou?" Maitreya asked.
"Dead, killed by the Thousand-Year Tree Demon around here, and the whole body was sucked up and resurrected as a corpse. I didn't want him to expose the corpse to the wilderness, so I burned his bones and buried it, and only took the sword back. "Yan Chixia sighed and shook her head, with infinite depression in her expression.
"Amitabha Buddha, Brother Yan is sorrowful." Maitreya thought for a moment about Xia Hourang, who had previously competed with Yan Chixia, who had already died outside Lanruo Temple, couldn't help but shook her head and sighed to persuade Yan Chixia not to be sad.
"Nothing to be sad, that guy chased me for seven years, we... Forget it." Yan Chixia shook her head lonely.
"By the way, there is that scholar!" Looking at the lonely Yan Chixia, Maitreya could only change the subject, thinking of the scholar who seemed to be Ning Caichen.
"The scholar who lacks love does not listen to persuasion. He is next door, but he is fine." Yan Chixia listened to Maitreya mentioning the scholar, and couldn't help but smile with her chin. The scholar was not scolded by him. She was in Lanruo Temple. I found a place to stay here, but he didn't have any trouble.
"Why is Big Brother Yan laughing?" Maitreya looked at Yan Chixia, who suddenly wanted to laugh a little, and couldn't understand his context.
"Just laughing at that scholar is cute, full of love and love, there is so much love in this world, forget it, sleep tonight! Talk about it tomorrow." Yan Chixia remembered the scholar who was pointed at by herself and Xiahou, Thinking of his words that filled the world with love, I wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, so I decided to take a break.
Yan Chixia didn’t want to talk, and Maitreya didn’t reluctantly. After returning the Buddhist scriptures to him, she found a complete Buddhist room in the broken temple, found a clean place, sat down, and began to try the previous version of the Sanskrit Diamond Sutra. Vajrayana Zen.
Different from ordinary meditation meditation, the core of this vajra meditation is a Sanskrit vajra mantra similar to the mantra of rebirth and great compassion. It is said that by holding this mantra into concentration, you can gain the blessing of the Buddha, protect you from all demons, and hold the mantra for a long time. You can also get Diamond Mana.
With the mentality of giving it a try, Maitreya recites the vajra mantra that he has just memorized and begins to sit in meditation.
Maitreya used to recite'Amitabha Buddha' to collect his mind and concentration. Now he suddenly changed a method, and he was quite uncomfortable. After reciting it overnight, he only reached the future Zen.
Although he did not have the joy of entering the first jhana as usual before now, Maitreya felt in the future jhana that as he recites the vajra mantra, the spiritual power in his body has undergone a certain change.
The original spiritual power is very lazy and cannot be manipulated at all in normal times. He can only passively accept the boost it brings, and release him when certain emotions are specific, so that he can know his existence.
After practising the Vajra Mantra for one night, Maitreya truly sensed the spiritual power in his body and was able to consciously manipulate them to strengthen his vision and hearing. This situation represented the Sanskrit "Buddha Says Can Break the Vajra" The training content in the Prajna Paramita is true, at least I have successfully practiced.
Because of the cultivation of concentration, Maitreya woke up very early, and the sky was still dark in the early morning, so he got up and tidied up the resting meditation room, cleared some places, and then went out with the stick to observe the environment of Lanruo Temple.
Lanruo Temple is a completely dilapidated and derelict temple, a large hall, and several independent courtyards, which have been completely abandoned. The dilapidated stone towers, bell towers and drum towers, and the statues of Tianwang are still left in the courtyard. The front of the temple is a forest and wilderness, and the back of the temple is There are several graves wrapped in ruins, and there is a lake nearby. The environment is elegant, but it is a pity that the gloomy and obscure atmosphere does not go away.
By observing Lanruo Temple, Maitreya moved her body a bit, and then returned to the courtyard where she lived. The sky was already bright. When she passed by a dilapidated courtyard, she saw Yan Chixia carrying a rabbit. Standing in front of the courtyard urged the scholar on the second floor to go quickly and don't stop here, but the scholar was unwilling and stood by the window to reason with him.
Maitreya looked at the poor scholar who was standing upstairs arguing with Yan Chixia, and went to the dilapidated wooden door in front of his courtyard and looked at it twice. He felt that there was some evil spirit in front of the door.
"I'm telling you, there are ghosts here, are you really afraid of it?" Yan Chixia is trying to persuade the scholar to leave.
"I said a big beard, don't you use this to coax me, okay, I'm not a three-year-old kid, how can there be any ghosts in this world!" The poor scholar looks quite Zhou Zheng, and he looks like Yan Chixia persuades me bitterly. Embarrassed, he has no money, if he doesn't stay here, where can he live in an inn.
"Brother, what's your name?" Maitreya felt what was behind the dilapidated wooden door on the first floor, and couldn't help but raised his head and asked the scholar behind the upper window.
"Xiaosheng surnamed Ning Ming Chenchen, from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, young master, wouldn't you also say that there are ghosts here?" The poor scholar walked to the side, and the monk who didn't know what to look at down the first floor of his residence was a little funny.
"I don't know whether a ghost is a ghost or not. When you come down, I will show you something good. Don't worry, I will never harm you." .
Ning Caichen was straightforward and kind by nature. Facing Maitreya's beckoning, he didn't have any timidity. He immediately ran down the old wooden stairs and asked Maitreya what he wanted to show him.
"Come, stand here, look good." Maitreya asked Ning Caichen to stand aside, and kicked open the rotten wooden door on the first floor of the courtyard.
There was a sour creak, the rotten wooden door was kicked down by Maitreya, and then the room exposed was full of dust and smoke. When the smoke settled down, Ning Caichen who was watching screamed with fright because it was full of dust. Inside, there were four shriveled corpses.
Those corpses were scorched and shriveled. They were standing behind the wooden door. When the wooden door was knocked down by Maitreya, they felt the vitality and immediately climbed over. However, because the dead time was too long, the corpses were rotten. Two of them were even decayed. Lost the lower body, can only rely on crawling.
"This, this, this..." Ning Caichen looked at the four shriveled and lifeless corpses, but they were still crawling, pale with fright.
"When I came, didn't I have cleaned it? I didn't expect that there were four more here. Forget it." Yan Chixia stood beside Maitreya, holding a sword in her hand, watching the four crawling in the shadow behind the door. The dead corpse took out the yellow talisman and shook his hand lightly. The talisman was lit up and dropped onto the dead corpse, immediately igniting a big fire.
"How about Brother Ning?" Maitreya looked at the dead body struggling in the flame lit by Yan Chixia with a talisman, and could not help turning his head to ask Ning Caichen, if there is any ghost in this, let's use reality to speak!
"Can I live here with you? I really don't have the money to live in an inn." Ning Caichen asked with a frustrated expression, almost pleading.
(End of this chapter)