Su Qianqian was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground, trembling all over, and muttered to himself from time to time: "Buddha is above, Chang Sheng is naughty for a while, you have a lot of money, don't be like him."
Don’t worry, when we leave here, we will definitely come back to build a golden body for the Buddha, build a temple, and make up for our current sins.”
"What's the crime?" The voice came again, distant and deep, yet seemed to be right in front of her. When Su Qianqian raised her head, she found that Lu Changsheng was smiling, and he was smiling happily.
In front of the broken Buddha statue, there was an old monk sitting cross-legged. He was wearing shabby monk robes, holding a tattered fan in his hand, and a pair of shoes on his feet that could no longer be seen. The most surprising thing is that he
There was a wine gourd hanging on his waist and an uneaten chicken leg in his hand. He looked very wretched.
"This is Buddha?" Su Qianqian couldn't believe it. She rubbed her eyes, but still found that there was no golden scene in front of her. It was indeed just a wretched monk covered in rags.
"I am not a Buddha." The old monk shook his head. The smile on his face was as obscene as it was. As he spoke, he took another bite of the chicken leg.
"Then who are you?" Su Qianqian asked again. She felt that the sudden appearance of the monk in front of her had completely subverted her attempt. When the sentence "Amitabha" appeared, she thought it was really the Buddha who came to punish Lu Changsheng.
"I am Buddha." The old monk replied again, somewhat contradicting himself.
"..." Su Qianqian was completely speechless, but she did not refute. The person who suddenly appeared on the altar was definitely not an ordinary person.
"Boy, I have seen the Buddha." Lu Changsheng said with a smile, without any worry at all. Others would probably think that the monk in front of him is a guy who cannot stand up to the stage, but Lu Changsheng thinks that he is the real Buddha, not because
What a terrifying aura he had, but it was because of the tatters on his body, the chicken legs in his hands, and the wine bottle on his waist.
"Oh." The old monk picked up the wine bottle, poured a few sips into his mouth, and said with a smile, "Didn't you just say that you don't respect Buddha? Why do you have to be in awe when you see me now?"
"The real Buddha is worthy of respect, but not feared." Lu Changsheng said calmly, "Buddhas are not meant to be feared. If a Buddha is feared, is he still a Buddha?"
"Okay, okay, okay." The old monk finished eating the chicken legs, drank a few more sips of wine, wiped the grease on his body without caring about his appearance, and then picked up the rice dumpling leaf fan with several big holes in it and started fanning it.
After a few clicks, he said, "I have waited for three thousand years and finally found a destined person who truly understands Buddhism."
"Three thousand years!" Su Qianqian was shocked when she heard this number. She looked at the old monk who was confused and then looked at Lu Changsheng, only to find that he was still calm and natural.
"Wait a minute, old monk, you said he knows Buddhism?" Su Qianqian thought of something and asked again.
"You are like the old monk's disciple. Although you are smart, you never pay attention to it." The old monk glanced at Su Qianqian and showed a trace of solemnity, but it was out of sadness.
"You are all in the same boat!" Su Qianqian was dissatisfied. Lu Changsheng was a treasonous person who smashed Buddha statues, but the old monk in front of him not only broke the precept of drinking and eating, but was also covered in rags and looked wretched. He was not a Buddha at all, and even that was just a fake.
Self-proclaimed.
"Haha." The old monk smiled with a rare kindness on his face, but he ignored Su Qianqian and looked at Lu Changsheng and said, "Do you want to become a Buddha?"
"I don't want to." Lu Changsheng shook his head directly.
"Why don't you want to?" the old monk asked again.
"I don't like bald heads, so I won't be able to pick up girls." Lu Changsheng looked solemnly and found a reason that he thought he cared about.
Su Qianqian's face was distorted. She suddenly felt that the old monk in front of her seemed a little familiar. She seemed to have seen it somewhere before, but she couldn't remember it for a while. He must be very powerful. The old monk's words clearly meant that he wanted to
Give Lu Changsheng a chance.
But she didn't expect that Lu Changsheng would refuse with such a non-reasonable reason. Damn it, she wanted to go up and kick Lu Changsheng down the mountain.
"Oh." But what made her even more speechless was that the old monk was not angry. Instead, he showed a lewd smile and said, "Appearance comes from the heart, a bald head can be handsome, and charm comes from the heart, so why worry about not being favored by women?
"
"I just don't like bald heads." Lu Changsheng looked unhappy.
Su Qianqian, who heard the conversation between the two, was on the verge of mental collapse. She finally found a reason for the old monk to comfort herself in her heart, but she didn't expect that it was broken casually. This guy actually used Buddhism to
Teaching Lu Changsheng how to pick up girls, is he really an enlightened monk?
Lu Changsheng's words made the old monk a little embarrassed. Finally, he asked in a low voice: "If you don't want to become a Buddha, do you think you can become a demon?"
"Demon?" Lu Changsheng thought for a while and suddenly said with a smile, "Demons don't seem to have any bad intentions. They can kill people if they want to, set fires if they want to, and take girls if they want....."
Next, Lu Changsheng enumerated a bunch of benefits of being a demon, making Su Qianqian on the side want to swat him to death like a fly. Saying this in front of any monk would probably not end well, even if the monk was a
A fair-weather monk.
However, Su Qianqian never expected that she would hear the next words that shocked her.
"Boy, when you become a Buddha, you can kill people, set fires, or..." The old monk smiled and repeated Lu Changsheng's words, but in a positive manner. In the end, he didn't care at all.
Su Qianqian, who was on the verge of collapse, said, "Well, becoming a demon is no less beneficial than becoming a devil. If you are willing, kid, just kowtow under the old monk's seat, and the old monk will teach you the Amitabha Sutra right away."
"Amitabha Sutra!" Su Qianqian woke up immediately. She looked at the old monk with wide eyes, looked up and down, and was speechless, "You...you...you are from the Xuankong Temple...
...The first abbot of Xuankong Temple!"
"Yes, I have waited for three thousand years and finally found the right person." The old monk seemed to be recalling the past, with a little sadness on his face.
Su Qianqian thought that his sadness was due to the destruction of the Xuankong Temple, but she didn't expect that he went on to say: "This ruined temple really broke my heart. Damn Buddha, damn Xuankong Temple, why did I build this ghost temple in the first place?"
temple?"
"..." The last trace of reason that Su Qianqian held on to was gone, and her values collapsed directly, not because the old monk had waited in the Xuankong Temple for three thousand years, but because the old monk actually and Lu
Like Changsheng, he is a madman.
Compared to Su Qianqian's surprise, Lu Changsheng just frowned, and soon began to think again, and soon he said: "Young man, I worship the sky, the earth, my parents, but I don't want to be a disciple. If the great monk is willing to
Let me take a look at the Amitabha Sutra. I will definitely find a suitable successor for this sutra in the future. If the great monk is not willing, I will turn around and leave without setting foot in the Xuankong Temple."
The old monk suddenly frowned, but Su Qianqian was already numb, thinking to herself, is this Amitabha Sutra just rotten cabbage? They just showed it to you because they told you to read it? I think back in the ancient times, when the Xuankong Temple just appeared, this pervert
The monk who used the Amitabha Sutra defeated all the invincible opponents in the world, and even the saints fought against him, but there was no winner or loser.
"Okay, the old monk agreed." The old monk gritted his teeth and said, "But, kid, don't break your promise, otherwise I will come to find you again."
"Bring it up." Lu Changsheng stretched out his hand, like a debt collector Zhou Papi.
The old monk had a sincere look on his face. He took out a scripture, but like his clothes, it was also in tatters. Su Qianqian even found a few holes with insect bites on it. She didn't know if it was this.
The old monk had not bathed for three thousand years, and the insects on his body had bitten the book.
The old monk threw the scriptures to Lu Changsheng like a piece of rotten cabbage, and then disappeared without a trace, leaving only his solemn voice: "Amitabha, I finally fulfilled my wish and have been transcendent since then.
After reincarnation, you can cross to the other side."
"Are you sure that this old monk didn't trick you?" After the old monk disappeared for a long time, Su Qianqian looked at the scripture in Lu Changsheng's hand and said doubtfully. She always felt that something was wrong, "This guy definitely didn't come from three thousand years ago.
Abbot of Xuankong Temple!"
"He is!" Lu Changsheng was sure, "And he has indeed been waiting here for three thousand years just to give away such a book."
"..." Su Qianqian was speechless. She felt that Lu Changsheng was as crazy as the old monk. How could the legendary Amitabha Sutra look like this? How could the invincible first-generation abbot look like this?
Such a wretched image? It all seemed like a dream, and Su Qianqian also thought it was a dream.
But the scripture with several holes bitten by insects was like a sharp needle piercing her heart, telling her that everything was true.
"Actually, he is already dead." Lu Changsheng said, his tone was a little sad, without any of the smile or mood he had when he was bargaining with the old monk just now.
"Dead?" Su Qianqian was shocked, but she thought of the way the old monk was eating chicken drumsticks just now, and said in disbelief, "How could he pass the scriptures to you and talk to you if he was dead?"
"It's just a ray of obsession, hidden in this Amitabha Sutra. The Amitabha Sutra reflects his wish before his death. What has been waiting here for three thousand years is actually the Amitabha Sutra, but it is also the old monk." Lu Changsheng said seriously,
He felt very uncomfortable in his heart, as if he had seen Master Hongdu pass away. That was the only thing that made him feel guilty.
If these words had not come from Lu Changsheng's mouth, Su Qianqian would definitely not believe it, but now she believed it. She felt the pain in Lu Changsheng.
She was very surprised that Lu Changsheng did not worship the old monk as his teacher. He had never even heard of the old monk's name before. Such a heartless guy would actually feel sad for a monk who only said a few words.
, which really made her unbelievable.
"Some people can't become friends even if they stay together for a lifetime, but some people can become close friends even if they just say a few words." Lu Changsheng seemed to understand her thoughts.
Su Qianqian couldn't understand Lu Changsheng's emotion, but asked strangely, "How do you know that the Amitabha Sutra is hidden in the Buddha statue?"
"Didn't you tell me everything?" Lu Changsheng made a riddle and continued, "I am a destined person."