Chapter 384

The girl didn't speak, just to carry her hands and circle around master Kongkong.

Master Kongkong stood there, as motionless as a sculpture, but there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

He lowered his head, but could feel the girl's eyes, always sweeping back and forth in his harm.

The girl finally stopped behind him and asked, "how old are you this year?"

Master Kongkong was slightly relieved and quickly replied, "I'm eighty-four years old."

"So the old rumor goes," seventy-three, eighty-four, the king of hell doesn't invite himself. "

Girl silent sneer: "you live long enough."

Master Kongkong said bitterly, "I haven't lived enough."

"Do you know who I am?"

When girls talk, their thinking is quite jumping. Just now they talked about that the old monk has lived long enough. Now they ask this question again.

The old monk quickly replied, "I don't know. Poor monk, just rely on words to cheat those ignorant ordinary people. How can we know who the benefactor is? "

He felt a chill in the back of his head before he lost his voice.

There was a cold fingernail on the back of his head. The girl whispered, "old man, do you really think I'm very patient?"

"Amitabha. Benefactor, why do you embarrass me? "

As soon as the old monk was about to give full play to his ability of "giving words to others", he was interrupted by the girl: "I'll read three numbers. 3、 "Two"

She didn't say what would happen after reading the three numbers, and the reading speed was also very fast, but the old monk's reaction was faster. Before she could read the last number, she said, "benefactor, if I die, no one will help you fulfill your wish."

Girl a Leng, ask: "what wish do I have?"

The old monk turned around, the fear in his eyes had dissipated, and he had no choice but to say, "benefactor, your peach branch is about to sprout."

"Slowly, it's still early. I have plenty of time."

The girl looked at him quietly. After a while, she put down her hand and sat down on the pony. She pointed the opposite side with her chin and motioned the old monk to sit down.

The old monk hesitated. He sat down and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.

Although he escaped, his face was more sad.

There are some things he can't say.

But if he doesn't say it now, he won't have a chance to say it in the future.

He began to regret that when he came to Nanyue at this time, the girl said, "it's all up to him to drink and peck. Including, you come here to try to persuade that boy to convert to Buddhism. "

Master Kongkong's white brow suddenly shook and blurted out: "benefactor, I think you have a lot of wisdom. It's better for me to shave for you now, and then convert to it. "

The girl looked at his eyes, full of abuse: "say ah, why don't you say?"

"Amitabha, good, good."

The greatest advantage of being a monk is that when he is blocked by others and has nothing to say, he can move out the Buddhist name at any time to resolve the embarrassment.

"My name is Zhuang Chun."

Zhuangchun didn't embarrass him too much. He said faintly: "Zhuangzi's Zhuangzi, pure is pure. I believe you should know where I come from, and I won't say more. "

The old monk grinned: "ha ha, the benefactor is really smart."

"I knew I was smart, and you don't have to say it."

Zhuang Chunyou asked: "besides you, who else knows me. When did you know that

Although she spoke with a relaxed look, the old monk could see from the corner of his eyes that her hands had been clenched tightly. The pale blue veins on the back of her hands proved her inner tension and tried to hide her killing intention.

She didn't want anyone to know where she came from.

I'm afraid others will know what her real purpose is.

What's more frightening to her is that someone in the outside world has known her existence for a long time.

Who knows, she'll kill anyone!

But when the old monk did not solve her doubts, she would not do it.

Master Kongkong sighed again and straightened his back.

He is still him, but compared with just now, he looks like a changed person, and his face disappears. Looking at Zhuang Chun's eyes, he is calm and shows his eminent monk demeanor: "no one knows the existence of benefactor Zhuang except me."

The old monk said slowly, "on the night of the full moon a few months ago, I saw peach trees in front of my window. All of a sudden, peach blossoms bloomed."

When it comes to peach blossom, many people think of peach blossom luck.

Meanwhile, there are some romantic stories.

In the Tang Dynasty, there was a scholar named Cui Hu. One day he went to the wild to enjoy the waves. He missed the time to go home, so he had to come to a small courtyard in the mountains and knock on the door to beg.

The one who opened the door was a beautiful little lady named Jiang Niang.

The two fell in love at first sight, but due to the etiquette, they all behaved well that night.

The next day, when Cui Caizi left, he made an eye contact with Jiang Niang, suggesting that he was ready to propose with a diamond ring after he went home.

But who knows, after returning home, my father always failed in the college entrance examination, so he emptied six wallets and bought a school district house in the first tier cities to let him study.

Cui Caizi is a beauty lover. He can only study three times at a time.

The next year, Cui Hu finally came back to find Jiang Niang during the summer vacation as if she were a ghost. As a result, she had fallen in love and died of a disease.

Cui Hu burst into tears and three laughs. He took out a piece of white silk and was about to hang himself, but he was full of poetry. He wrote: "last year, today, in this gate, people's faces were red. People do not know where to go, peach blossom still smile spring breeze

Just as he was shaking his head, Jiang Niang, who had been lying in the coffin for a long time, was alive.

Then, when a lover gets married, Cui Hu is also accompanied by Jiang Niang, and becomes a scholar.

After his love and this poem were widely praised by those who can't afford to read books, they thought that he was lucky with peach blossom, so it was called peach blossom luck.

If you have peach blossoms, you should mention the exorcism function of peach branches. It's even more like Lang Lang and hungry dog. You should start from the year Kuafu chased the sun

After Kua Fu died of fatigue, the peach branches that he helped turned into a peach forest. No one dared to rely on them. When the Taoists found them, they regarded them as treasures and made them into peach charms to earn a living.

Later, when Buddhism came to Dongtu, because the forehead was much brighter than ordinary people, it always provoked evil spirits. However, after paying a certain patent fee with daomen, it began to use peach wood to ward off evil spirits.

Master Kongkong also planted a peach tree in front of the window of a small broken temple in Northwest China. First, he wanted to exorcise evil spirits. Second, he could eat peaches. Third, he wanted to have peach blossom luck

But in the past few years, he didn't eat a few peaches, and he didn't have any luck with the peach blossom. But in August, when it snowed in the barren land, he suddenly saw the peach blossom.

The old monk watched the sky at night, and then he saw that the star of purple Osmunda was suddenly bright, but then he was surrounded by demons, and it was dark.

He once again pinches a finger to calculate, one plus one is equal to two depend on, purple Osmunda star is invaded by demon star, Wang Qi is greatly weak, demon Qi soars, this is the rhythm of the world to chaos.

And then, in front of the old monk's window, there were five peach blossoms in succession, and another one was about to bud.

Whenever a peach blossom opens, the purple Osmunda will be suddenly bright, and then more gloomy.

Around the evil spirit of purple Osmunda, but more and more thick a bit.

With the strong evil spirit, the peach branches began to turn green, and the king flower on the top of the tree appeared the sign of breaking the skin into a bud.

If you let the peach blossom bloom all the way, the stronger the evil spirit, the darker the starlight of crape myrtle, and the king flower will bloom.

Once the flower blooms, the evil spirit is completely formed, and the star will be completely submerged.

Although ZIWEIXING is still there, the evil spirit will dissipate one day, but it will ruin the life in the world.

How can Kongkong master, who takes the responsibility of universal salvation, watch the people suffer?

Nature is to clean up and go down the mountain all night, looking for the root of nourishing evil spirit.

The old monk's eighty-four years of practice are not all deceiving the ignorant people to support him. They have real skills.

After going down the mountain, I found out that the nourishing Qi surrounded by evil Qi was in the southwest of China.

I don't know how much suffering and how much saliva it took for the old monk to come to Nanyue. Finally, he got the nourishment of the evil spirit.

After a few words, the man left.

"Amitabha, the Buddha once said that when Heaven comes to this place, you must first strain your muscles and bones, starve your body and skin, cough. It seems that these words are not what the Buddha said. But the meaning is almost the same

The old monk said he was thirsty, so he picked up a spoon and took some vegetable soup from the pot.

Zhuang Chun tilted his head slightly and looked at the old monk curiously: "is he a star of purple Osmunda?"

The old monk replied implicitly: "the Buddha said, you can't say it. Benefactor Zhuang, even if you kill me, I won't say it. "

Zhuangchun didn't embarrass him either. He digged off the topic: "Wang Hua, when will it open?"

"Buddha said," you can't say it. "

"Who is Wang Hua?"

"Buddha said," you can't say it. "

"Am I Wang Hua?"

"Buddha said," you are not. "

"The Buddha said," who is it? "

Zhuang Chun's right hand, which he held tightly all the time, slowly opened. His spring like fingers slowly bent and stretched out.

"Well, it's not you anyway."

The old monk was compassionate. He sighed and closed his eyes. He wanted to kill or cut you.

Zhuang Chunzhen wanted to add some blood holes to the bald skull. He held back, and his tone slowed down: "how many times did Wang Hua bloom in history?"

"Benefactor Zhuang should know this problem better than me"

"I want you to say it."

"Buddha, OK."

The old monk had no choice but to say, "three times."

"When was it all?"

"Shang, Zhou, Tang."

"What is the key point of Wang Hua's blooming?"

"Four flowers in full bloom."

"Ha ha."

Zhuang Chun chuckled: "old monk, you just said that there are five flowers in your peach tree."

The old monk looked up at the direction of Shen Yue's departure and murmured, "flowers are not flowers."

"What's the difference?"

"Color."

"What is color?"

"The peach blossom is pink, but the four flowers are plain white, and the king flower is pure white."

"How many plain white flowers are blooming?"

Zhuang Chun's questioning speed is getting faster and faster.

The old monk had to follow up: "one at present."

"Smell the swallow dance?"

Zhuang Chun narrowed her eyes.

The old monk was at a loss: "who's smelling Yan dance?"

Zhuang Chun stared at him for a long time: "can you stop Wang Hua from blooming?"

The old monk shook his head: "benefactor Zhuang, you should have seen it with your own eyes."

Zhuang Chun's voice suddenly became ethereal: "but what if the branch of Wang Hua broke before it was in full bloom?"

The old monk laughed: "in the world of mortals, there's a saying on the Internet. Kill the panda, I'm a national treasure."

Zhuang Chun also laughed. Just about to say something, he closed his mouth again. His left index finger curled up and tapped on the table for a long time. Then he said, "you just said that my peach branch is going to open."

"You're just excited."

"How can I open it?"

"You can't bloom until the four flowers are in full bloom. Benefactor Zhuang, there are some things you know better than me. Don't embarrass me any more. "

The old monk put his hands together and grinned bitterly: "today, I have leaked too much."

"He once called me baby."

When Zhuang Chun suddenly whispered this sentence, there was a blush on her nearly white face.

"The peach blossom on human face is red with each other."

The old monk was stunned and closed his eyes.