"Ouyang Yun and the three of them are too shameless. Together with outsiders to plot against their uncle, what a super scum!"
Zhao Piao was so angry that he cursed.
Listening to what my friends said, I secretly exchanged glances with Jin Yuan.
There was sadness hidden in Jin Yuan's eyes, and she realized that Gu Jing would never be so kind.
And I have understood Gu Jing's plan.
Zhao Piaopiao, they all became the hostages of the old demon!
He even knew that these people could not unlock the seal, so he put them under house arrest in another way, with a clear purpose, forcing me to help them unblock them!
"Amitabha, the little friend is back again? I'm also reunited with the donors. It's gratifying."
A familiar voice came from behind.
I sighed secretly, got up, and when I turned around, I had already put on a smiling face.
Obese figure, kind face, silver-white longevity eyebrows and beard, shining scars on his bald head, gray cloth monk clothes, footwear, and prayer beads hanging between the necks.
No matter how you look at this image, it is the most reassuring old monk in the movie. It seems that under the protection of such eminent monks, he will be able to turn good luck into luck.
It's a pity that he is an ancient mirror, a demon of the world who is housed in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. The image of compassion is just a disguise to deceive the ignorant.
I have already determined his identity, but at this moment, my face is full of smiles. It seems that I feel happy and peaceful when I see the ancient mirror master, but in fact, let him go!
"Master Gu Jing, I've met again. This time I plan to understand the mystery before leaving. It would be even better if the master could give me more advice."
He smiled and greeted the old monk who was in the shadowy state. People who didn't know thought that there was so much iron between us.
"By the way, I have to thank the master for saving my friends, otherwise, Gupanzi's evil ways may very likely deal with them."
I added that the expression should be extremely sincere.
"Amitabha, goodness, goodness."
The old monk was joined together, and a gentle smile appeared on his face. He said faintly: "I am compassionate. The poor monk is not very capable, but fortunately he is familiar with the many restrictions in the Buddhist scripture pavilion and makes good use of it. For the four benefactors, I hope that the aura of Buddhism's origin here can influence them, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha. That will be immense merit."
The old monk and the movie
High monks have a virtue, not killing life is the prerequisite, but also want to use Buddhism to influence the wicked.
I have to say that Gu Jing’s performance is very good. If you look at it from an objective perspective, it is definitely at the level of the actor, and there is no flaw at all. When he speaks, he can personally feel the emotional fluctuations of the Buddhist monks and all sentient beings. This It is a big mark of Buddhism. Without this, what Buddhism disciple is
"Master is compassionate, but in my opinion, those people are already so dark and there is no need to save them. If they can urge this place to prohibit and kill the demons, that would be a great merit!"
Smiled, I made a suggestion.
Gu Jing shook his head repeatedly after hearing the words: "Although the little friend has buddhism, but the hostility is too heavy, so-called all living beings are suffering, beware of pity, how can the poor monk kill this? That is against the purpose of Buddhism."
"If the master says so, I am speechless, but I have reservations."
I gave a faint smile, and when I responded, there was a hint of sarcasm.
Zhao Piaopiao couldn't hear them, but I knew Gu Jing could understand.
Gu Jing's fat face was stiff, and then she showed her face: "You still need to read the Heart Sutra a few more times."
"The master has watched for so many years. Isn't there any feeling of breaking away from Buddhism? The so-called Dao is natural, why do we have to stick to the Dharma? According to my opinion, the Dao is all-encompassing, right?"
There was a trace of contempt in my eyes.
The old monk's eyes condensed, and then he closed his eyes and said "Amitabha Buddha", turning his head and smiling to Zhao Piaopiao and the others: "Dear benefactors, rest here, those wicked people can't find it here for the time being, Jiang Xiaoyou's words are full of Buddhist principles. The poor monk started to talk about Zen with his little friend. I wonder if the little friend would like to go with the poor monk to taste tea and discuss Zen?"
"I don't dare to ask my ears."
I answered with a smile.
He turned his head and gave Jin Yuan and Liu Rao a few winks, which meant that they should stay here and don't act at will. I'll talk about everything when I come back.
The two of them understood, and their eyes flashed, and they seemed to have responded.
"On Zen, isn't it interesting? I want to hear..., uh, mother Liu, what are you doing?"
Zhao Piaopiao became excited when he heard this, but was pulled back by Liu's mother, and immediately became a little unhappy.
"Miss, Buddhism emphasizes freedom from external interference. I will wait for them not to disturb them."
Liu Ma whispered.
"Hmph, don't go if you don't go, when I'm willing to listen, it's all things I don't understand."
Zhao Piaopiao replied capriciously, but still listened to Liu Ma's words.
I noticed that Liu's mother pinched Zhao Piaopiao several times in secret. Although she was scornful, she should have understood something at this moment and stopped insisting on following it.
With a relieved smile, I left a sentence of "Don't run around", and followed the old monk who slid to the side.
The ancient mirror slid slowly in front, and I followed it unhurriedly, and there was no dialogue.
About five or six minutes later, Gu Jing opened a secret room at random, and I stepped into it, and when I glanced at it, I was stunned.
It looks like a secret room with a stone gate from the outside, but it is very different inside.
There are at least dozens of green luminous night pearls inlaid on the walls of the interior. Although the area is not large, the decoration is magnificent and magnificent.
There is no sandalwood on the table, but a large piece of raw meat. I don’t know what animal it is. Maybe it’s a human. It’s very fresh and there are blood stains. Next to the raw meat is an opened large wine jar. The taste of the wine is slowly dissipating. Now, just sniffing it makes me feel like an immortal.
The old monk squatted comfortably on a huge tiger-skin chair, lowered his head and sniffed the raw meat, then turned his head and sniffed some wine, then he pointed to the other side.
I walked over with a stern face, took a seat on the wooden chair opposite, glanced at the raw meat on the table, and asked coldly: "What meat?"
"Venison, Dabu, do you want some? It will help you to show your strength in front of women. Unfortunately, I can only smell it, but I can't eat it. It's really uncomfortable."
Gu Jing smiled and pointed to the raw meat.
"Thanks, I don't eat raw, uh, even if it's cooked, I don't want to eat it because you have smelled it."
I raised my eyebrows and rejected the other party's "kindness".
Well, it's a good intention.
"Jiang Du, you don't know good or bad. Has anyone ever said that to you?"
Gu Jing sniffed the wine a few more times, and turned his head around.
"There are many people in the world who don't know good or bad, but is it only me who can help you get out of here?"
I smiled nonchalantly, scanned around and found a dozen jars of wine piled in the corner, so I got up and grabbed a jar.
(End of this chapter)