Chapter 860

With the cessation of memory, I put the scriptures on the table, but did not come up with the answer to Master's disappearance.

However, in this incomplete memory, the old man's last words, the two key points in it, are particularly deep in my memory.

One of them is to seize the soul and continue life. This should be a method, but it does not exist in the soul. There are only soul searching, soul crushing, memory concentrating, sound transmission, wiping wit... and so on.

The second is to prevent the other party from being able to join forces successfully. I thought that this should be an ancient event a long time ago. Could it be that that young man was also an existence comparable to Luo Tian at that time?

After thinking about it for a long time, three layers of confusion formed clouds of suspicion. Master's disappearance for no reason, loss of spiritual consciousness to continue his life, and unity of Taoism were lingering in my mind.

In the end, it was Abbot Cicheng who woke me up, handed the scriptures that belonged to me to me, and said: "Since this is left to you by your uncle, it is not convenient for us to take it away. I just hope that the rest of the scriptures that my uncle copied The scriptures should not be passed on to the outside world, after all, this is a treasure."

"That's natural, abbot, don't worry." I nodded pretendingly, picked up the scriptures and stuffed them into my arms, thinking that these monks are not in the world of mortals, how can they know the changes in the outside world? I have to take out this body training scripture for everyone to practice.

Abbot Cicheng smiled and showed great enthusiasm, insisting on letting me stay for a few days.

Unable to bear the enthusiasm, and having stayed in Li's house for a long time, I simply agreed to come down and live in this monastery for a few days.

...

next morning.

After eating the fast food in the monastery, Liu Ming saw that the matter was done, so he took me wandering around Songshan Mountain, enjoying the scenery everywhere.

Monk Deshan also followed behind in casual clothes, with a smiling face, as if he was afraid that I would retaliate against him, and tried his best to behave in front of me, but in places where there were many tourists queuing, he immediately embezzled his identity and did not intend to queue .

But I still follow the rules and line up with a group of passengers.

Monk Deshan was very impatient in the line, but he didn't dare to rush me. He actually took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed me one, "Little Master Uncle, come and smoke."

I frowned, didn't pick up his cigarette, and asked instead: "Can monks still smoke now?"

"Oh, forced by the morals of the world, forced by the morals of the world, there are so many people here, Deshan doesn't smoke, but you can do it, little uncle." Monk Deshan smiled awkwardly.

Liu understood him with a glance, and cursed softly, "You're a fake monk, why are you pretending to be an eminent monk? It's a good thing you're wearing casual clothes, otherwise the reputation of the monastery will be ruined by you."

"Put away your cigarettes. Judging from your various behaviors, you don't qualify as a true Buddhist disciple at all. But this is a matter of your monastery and has nothing to do with me. I will go down the mountain in a few days." I twisted Go ahead and keep queuing.

Deshan was even more embarrassed by what I said, and he stopped talking the whole time, and silently lined up with me.

After visiting several scenic spots that day, it was already evening when we returned to the temple.

Abbot Cicheng prepared a table of vegetarian meals, invited Liu Ming and me to the table, and entertained him warmly.

Monk Deshan pretended to be serious and still had the smell of cigarettes in his mouth, so he didn't dare to speak in front of Abbot Cicheng.

Halfway through eating, Abbot Cicheng suddenly put down his chopsticks, took a deep look at Monk Deshan, and asked, "Junior Brother Deshan, have you broken the precept?"

"No...no." Monk Deshan was full of guilt.

Abbot Cicheng sighed softly, "Your disposition is not right. Senior brother, I have been helping you all the time. With my cultivation base, how can I not see through it? Now that little senior uncle is here, you still do this kind of thing. I really... "

I squinted my eyes and didn't interrupt, secretly thinking that Abbot Cicheng is indeed a cultivator.

Monk Deshan was so frightened that he couldn't even hold his chopsticks steadily. He knelt down at Abbot Cicheng's feet in public and begged for mercy: "Brother Deshan broke the precept. Deshan admits his mistake and please punish him."

"This is the first time, how many times have I punished you secretly? Have you ever had a memory? When the little uncle came, you didn't even have evidence, so you slandered the little uncle for stealing, and even belittled the name of the uncle, The so-called death is the greatest, is your approach correct?" Abbot Cicheng showed a slightly angry look.

Monk Deshan dared not answer.

Several brothers around him helped to persuade Abbot Cicheng in unison, and they seemed very affectionate.

In the end, Abbot Cicheng still refused, and he said, "Deshan, you should go down the mountain with the little uncle this time. If you follow the little uncle, you may change your mind, and the brother can't help you." , maybe the little master can do it."

"Don't, don't, I can't bear it." I was stunned for a moment, then wiped my mouth in a hurry, thinking that you can't control the abbot yourself, so why leave this man to me?

"Little uncle, you can definitely bear it. How can you not bear it? You are an uncle, and Deshan is your nephew. As an elder, you put the junior in the world of mortals to exercise your mind. What's the difficulty? Martial uncle, you can come here in person on behalf of the Yinmen, I think your cultivation is quite difficult, right? I’m afraid I can’t compare to you, Martial uncle.” Abbot Cicheng suddenly smiled like an old fox .

The corners of my mouth twitched when I heard this, this monk Deshan is already sixty years old, the abbot still has the nerve to call me an elder? This abbot is definitely making some wishful thinking.

Before I could refuse, the abbot suddenly became serious, and scolded: "Deshan, quickly kowtow to your uncle, this small temple of senior brother can no longer accommodate you, from now on you will follow the uncle, you have to be a man by nature, change Change your nonsense character."

Monk Deshan immediately turned around and kowtowed to me without even thinking about it.

How can I afford it? Quickly helped him up, stared at the abbot, and asked: "Does this count as beheading first and playing later? Abbot, abbot, don't you send Deshan to monitor me, for fear of spreading the body training scriptures? If you do this, then You don’t trust me so much.”

"Cough cough cough ~ no, absolutely not, I see that uncle, you are full of spirit, full of spirit, and there is an emperor's look between your brows. I watched the sky at night a few days ago and found that Emperor Ziwei returned to its place. After a hexagram, I came to the conclusion that there must be a noble person coming to the door when the purple energy comes from the east, and it must be you, my uncle." The abbot said.

Even I don't believe this, the abbot must be talking nonsense, he's flattering me.

Immediately afterwards, the abbot coughed dryly, concealing his embarrassment, and said, "Uncle Shi, you are worrying too much, I really can't reform Deshan, so you can take him down the mountain to see the world, so that I Rest assured."

Peace of mind? Is it lazy?

This abbot is too cunning, he actually threw the burden of Monk Deshan on me.

I frowned and refused, "No..."

But before he finished speaking, the abbot immediately interrupted, glared at Monk Deshan and said, "Quickly, continue to kowtow to your uncle. I want to make my own decision and let you transfer to my uncle's school and worship him as a teacher. From now on, Deshan, you have to call me Master!"

"Deshan, after going down the mountain, senior brother can no longer care about you. Senior brother is thinking of you in everything. Don't disappoint senior brother's painstaking efforts. Senior uncle is so powerful. I really feel at ease this time. Ha ha ha ha."

"I would like to follow the words of my senior brother, my disciple Deshan, I have met my master." Monk Deshan kowtowed after hearing this, and called me master.

My face turned green, how could anyone force someone to accept an apprentice? Or an apprentice decades older than me? If this is taken out, who is the apprentice!