The first thousand and eighteen chapters are impermanent
Clouds drifted in from the sky and accumulated thicker and thicker.
When the wind blows, all the trees are suppressed, the monks' clothes are filled with wind, and the fallen leaves are flying in the air.
The young monk was solemn and solemn, bowed his head and chanted sutras, walked through the tombs, and finally sat down cross-legged and chanted the Buddha in a low voice.
But his heart was not peaceful. All kinds of thoughts flashed through his thoughts, and all kinds of sorrows in the world shook his Buddha heart.
When the sky darkened and the Buddhist sutras were recited, the young monk stood up, looked at the wind in the wilderness and the dark clouds in the sky, and returned to the village in confusion.
The women had already prepared fast food for him.
After the young monk had a fast meal, he meditated in the ancestral hall. In his thoughts, countless scriptures flashed through his mind, and countless Zen words flowed through his heart. But from beginning to end, the young monk never found what he was looking for.
Ways to save women from distress.
Dozens of volumes of scriptures are nothing more than saying that all actions are impermanent, everything is suffering, all dharmas are selfless, and cessation is happiness, allowing people to learn to let go and get rid of suffering and gain happiness.
But is it useful for these women who have lost their husbands and sons and poisoned their own sons with their own hands?
There was lightning and thunder outside, and it kept raining.
The little monk sat cross-legged and thought until dawn.
After breakfast, the young monk took the dry food from the women, put his hands together and thanked him, and then headed north without looking back.
There is also a field to the north, and after passing through it is a flat grassland. It is still raining lightly, the grass is slippery, and the little monk walks very slowly.
Under the gaze of the women, when the little monk's figure became smaller in their eyes, a group of monsters rushed down from the mountains and woods and caught the little monk who was trying to escape. They saw with their own eyes that the little monk was clasping his hands and was attacked by a monster.
Pushed to the ground and kidnapped.
The old woman sighed and led the women from the village back to the village tremblingly.
After walking in the mountains for a long time, the little monk was carried into a cave by a group of monsters.
There were torches burning in the cave, and there was a tinkling sound of spring water in the dark.
The little monk who was being lifted up was hit by a drop of water on his forehead from the stalactite.
"Boss, this little monk has been captured." The bamboo pole monster said to the monster sitting on the floor on the stage.
This monster is very ugly, with a fleshy face, an upturned nose, and two large fangs protruding from its lower mouth. It can only use one eye to see people.
At this time, he was practicing.
There were many corpses scattered around him, all of them human. Among them might be the person for whom the young monk chanted sutras and saved his life yesterday.
The ugly monster slowly opened his eyes and looked at the little monk below.
"This person..." He looked with another eye, "Isn't he a little small?"
"You're not young anymore. Our clan will be Grandpa Zeng at the age of three." A rat demon said.
"You are a mouse and he is a human, we cannot compare." Seeing that the mouse wanted to take away his credit, the bamboo stick monster said angrily.
"Humans and monsters are equal! No discrimination allowed." The mouse demon said unhappily.
The bamboo stick monster ignored him and said to the ugly monster: "Boss, even if this little monk is young, he will be able to give birth to cubs after being raised for two years."
The ugly demon nodded, "Well, you did a good job this time. I'll reward you with a bottle of wine later."
The bamboo stick monster bent down happily and said, "Thank you, boss."
The boss's wine is all obtained from a monkey demon. The monkey wine brewed by that monkey is not simple, and it makes people intoxicated just by smelling it.
The ugly demon then looked at the little monk and showed what he thought was a friendly smile: "Little monk, don't worry, as long as you do as I say, I won't embarrass you. I am now cultivating missing boys and girls to make medicine introduction, then
You have also seen that the village is short of a man."
The little monk sat up and looked at him, "What if I don't do it?"
"Haha", the monster wiped two fangs, "Have you seen what this is? Be careful, I will eat you now!"
The young monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, then you'd better eat me."
"You!" Ugly Monster stood up angrily, "You think I don't dare?"
The young monk sat down cross-legged, put his hands together, and said no more.
"Come here, bake it for me!" The ugly demon waved his hand angrily.
"Boss, calm down, calm down." The bamboo pole monster hurriedly stopped him and whispered: "It took a lot of effort to get a man here. If you kill him, it will be even harder to find."
After thinking about it, Ugly Demon couldn't help but feel angry and said, "What should we do?"
"Blackmail, the monk out of compassion used those women to blackmail him." said the bamboo stick monster.
"What a great idea!" The ugly monster happily slapped the bamboo stick monster's butt and said with a smile: "Little monk, if you don't agree for one day, I will kill a woman in the village!"
"You!" The little monk opened his eyes and looked at him angrily.
"How about it? Think about it carefully. You are a monk, so it's not good if you have to bear the lives of others." The ugly demon said proudly.
The young monk also quickly found a way to deal with it, "If this is true, the young monk is willing to crash and die in front of you."
He had a solemn look on his face and spoke very solemnly.
"You..." The ugly monster pointed at the little monk angrily, turned around and kicked the bamboo pole monster, "Damn it, look at the person you brought back, he is still drinking, drink urine."
"I", the bamboo stick monster feels aggrieved.
The rat demon came up to him at this time and said with a smile: "Boss, don't look at this kid's toughness, he will probably give in after being tortured for a while."
"Can I greet you with the stick and whip?" the rat demon asked with a smile.
"Don't worry, if he still doesn't give in, it won't taste good if there are scars." The ugly demon said.
It's like a fruit, if it has scars, the taste will be bad.
The rat demon is speechless. This guy is not only ugly, but the melon seeds in his head are not easy to use. You can't wait until he grows up before you eat him?
"Well, boss, since he has to be raised for two years anyway, why not lock him up first, let him be hungry and fed, and keep him in the dark until he succumbs." The bamboo stick monster had another idea.
"It's done, it's done." The ugly demon nodded. It would be best if he could eat boys and girls. "By the way, feed him some big fish, meat, meat and wine. If you break his rules and regulations, I won't believe that he won't sow."
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"Yes", the bamboo stick monster nodded, beckoned to other monsters, pointed to the stone door next to the stone platform, "put him in a dark room and lock him up."
"I advise you to give me a break, your efforts are in vain now, I will not give in." The young monk struggled to escape, hugging the bamboo basket and shouted.
The bamboo stick monster reminded: "Put the bamboo basket away, be careful that there is water and dry food in it."
The monster who grabbed the little monk immediately took away the bamboo basket and threw it aside.
Now, the little monk became anxious.
"Ah", he shouted, broke away from the monster's shackles, rushed towards his bamboo basket, and hugged the small flowerpot with grass stems.
The monsters grabbed the little monk again and were about to drag him into the stone room next to him when the ugly monster shouted: "Wait a minute!"
He walked down in person and curiously looked at the grass stems in the little monk's hands, "What is this?"
The little monk cares so much. Could it be that he is a treasure?
He grabbed the small flower pot from the little monk's hand and looked at the grass carefully. The bamboo stick monster and the rat monster also came around.
After pondering for a long time and wondering about the answer, the ugly demon asked the young monk: "What is this?"
"A piece of grass is a companion on a lonely journey." The young monk said nervously.
The ugly demon didn't believe it, so he pinched off a section of the leaf and handed it to the rat demon: "You want to try it?"
The rat demon blinked innocently, "Why me and not him?"
"You are a mouse, and you can become a monster under the devastation of rat poison. Your resistance to poison is still very high." said the bamboo stick monster.
The ugly demon also nodded.
The rat demon had no choice but to eat it himself, and then spit it out with a "poof" sound.
"What, it's poisonous?" asked the ugly demon.
"No, just an ordinary grass." said the rat demon.
Only then did the ugly demon feel that it was boring, so he threw it to the young monk and asked his men to lock him up.