Chapter 663 Unfortunately, it’s a boring story

Every story has a vulgar beginning.

For example, a long time ago, there was a monk who sympathized with the suffering of all sentient beings and wanted to save these beings who were not entering reincarnation and were struggling in the human world. So he rode a white elephant and came all the way from the west.

However, there are too many sufferings in this land.

The power of a monk alone cannot save all sentient beings on this earth.

So before he died, the monk sitting on a barren mountain prayed to heaven——

If there is an afterlife, he will come here riding a white elephant to save all living beings in suffering.

In the same year, on the day when the old monk passed away, a child was born in the far west.

This child was born smart and was covered with golden light when he was born.

This miraculous phenomenon was known to the monks in a nearby temple, and they brought the child back to the temple for teaching.

The child lived up to expectations. At the age of three, he studied Buddhism with the master. At the age of six, he could discuss Buddhist scriptures with the monks in the temple. At the age of nine, even the Dharma master of the temple could not compare with him.

When he was twelve years old, a mad female elephant burst into the village.

The earth trembled, and everyone was terrified.

At this moment, a child as young as twelve years old stood up.

The mother elephant was successfully appeased and a white baby elephant was taken out from her belly.

When the child was sixteen years old, in the reluctant eyes of everyone in the temple and village, as if there was a calling of mission, the monk resolutely rode a white elephant on the road to the east.

But this time, the monk still failed, as if it was a hardship given by God, in the same barren mountain.

The old monk could not survive to the end, and finally passed away here, leaving only a pure white elephant.

Year after year, no one knows how many years have passed, every once in a while, there will be an old monk riding on the back of a white elephant. Although he walks unsteadily, he looks firmly ahead.

One life, two lives, three lives!

On the road to the East to spread Buddhism.

The monk didn't know how many hardships he had gone through and how much time he had been delayed.

There are sudden flash floods and flames all over the mountains and plains, but these are just natural disasters, and the real difficulties are man-made disasters.

In this barbaric and uncivilized land, the mountain people who were supposed to be simple and kind-hearted were cursed and became violent and vicious because they could not escape from the three major sufferings in the world - greed, anger and ignorance!

They turned into robbers who robbed the road.

The monk was trapped every time. He patiently taught these mountain people to believe in Buddhism and do good.

Ten years, twenty years, thirty years.

Along the way, the young monk should have entered the Eastern World early, but because too much time was consumed in the process of saving people for good, the monk would eventually die in the middle of the journey due to lack of physical strength and insufficient life span. This barren mountain.

Many years passed, and under the influence of the white elephant, the mountain began to change. From a distance, it no longer looked like a desolate and barbaric mountain range, but a white elephant with vigorous steps.

Even the surrounding area has become lush and green, with beautiful mountains and rivers!

And after so many years of education.

Along the way, the mountain people who used to rob their homes and homes finally became simple, kind, honest and honest.

Finally, when the sixth monk came, he finally passed through this barren mountain, and the white elephant that had been following him merged with the entire mountain range!

In the next three lives, the monks traveled all over China.

Although Buddhism was not spread throughout the world, by promoting Buddhism, the seeds of Buddhism were left on this land.

And in the ninth life, which is the last life.

After measuring the last piece of land, the monk dragged his old body back to the barren mountain. With his final death, the monk's nine reincarnations came to an end.

The sky was moved and sent down immeasurable merit to express his achievements.

The ninth life body of the old monk was pulled out of the soil and melted into a peach tree. The mountain where the monk sat and transformed has since become one of the four holy places in Buddhism.

The story is over, in this endless prairie next to the highway.

"Crack~pop!" a sound.

Under the heat of the flames, a piece of charcoal in the campfire cracked, and the fax master clasped his hands together. Under the red firelight, the surroundings on his face became increasingly clear, and it felt like a piece of bark twisted together.

A pair of eyes, reddish with flames, stared at Chen Changqing with a calm and somewhat sad look, as if he was saying this.

Under the gaze of the fax master, Chen Changqing could not help but remain silent.

The story was very good. He was very moved after hearing it, so he stuffed the last piece of roasted beef jerky into his mouth. Chen Changqing clapped his hands and looked at the fax master opposite him seriously:

"Master, you took my dried meat, now it's time to return it to me."

The fax master was stunned, then frowned, and as his throat trembled slightly, a rich voice sounded in the night:

"With empty hands, when did I take the donor's dried meat?"

Chen Changqing shrugged, his expression calm and disapproving:

"Maybe it was eaten by the master?"

After the words fell, the fax master, who frowned, took a deep breath and stared at the other person:

"The donor doesn't believe what I said?"

He was not a fool. He obviously didn't eat it, but Chen Changqing opposite said that he had stolen his beef jerky.

He is a monk who has been ordained for hundreds of years. How could he violate such a precept?

It was clear that Chen Changqing was mocking himself with beef jerky. In response to the old monk's faxed rhetorical question, Chen Changqing shook his head. His expression was very calm, but there was a bit of ridicule in the corner of his mouth:

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's that I have to use evidence when speaking."

Are you kidding me?

This flat peach fairy tree was a reward given to him by the old white ape. Chen Changqing specially found a big boss for this purpose. After negotiation between the two parties, the final result was obtained and the matter was dealt with.

Now a monk suddenly appeared and told himself a story, and then said that this flat peach fairy tree belonged to Buddhism and you should return it.

Where were you when you were trading?

Where were you when the boss made the announcement in Emeishan two days ago?

Now that the old white ape has cooled down, the boss has left. Old boy, you brought your junior brother over to block the door?

According to what the old monk said, if most of the art museums in Europe had less than half of the exhibits, there would be no need for the beautiful country to stay in the Americas, because it belongs to the indigenous Indians, and even humans are not qualified to stay on the earth.

Because the previous overlord of mammals was dinosaurs, and dinosaurs ruled this planet for 160 million years.

As direct descendants of dinosaurs, domestic chickens are fully qualified to inherit the right to rule the earth.

The other party's remarks are completely funny.

It is a typical person who wants to be and stand up, but doesn't know it yet.

But at this moment, the fax master seemed to be stupid. He didn't understand what Chen Changqing meant at all. Instead, he took a deep breath and shouted in a voice like a bell: "What if I use the credibility of my two brothers as a guarantee?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the muscular monk sitting not far away suddenly stood up.

He is nearly two and a half meters tall, with muscles all over his body. He has the body of a tiger and leopard, and has muscles as strong as an iron tower.

The ferocious aura makes people feel like a ferocious beast.

Chen Changqing was silent. He glanced at the two of them speechlessly, stood up and clapped his hands, with a bored look on his face: "We've finished eating the dried meat, and the roasted meat is about the same. It's just that the story told by the master is quite boring."

It's not boring, it's super boring.

Is the little cutie getting sick here?

You want the story to have twists and turns, be full of emotions, and be heart-tugging.

It is also a way to paint a big pie on the Internet and work with investors to cut the leeks, and finally realize the dream of wealth. Although I despise the character of such people, I have to admit that these people are playing tricks.

But Master Fax didn't tell the story well, and even told it in a fragmented manner. Then when the investors left disappointed... this person actually tried to use force to achieve cooperation?!

Seeing that the other party was older and still had some Buddhist skills, Chen Changqing didn't want to cause too much trouble, so he gave the other party some face.

Put it before?

Halfway through the story of the old monk, Chen Changqing simply turned his face and left.

What the hell?
Chapter completed!