Let's face the fear together, Sao Nian Chapter 90 I have a bold idea
Because Zhang Luo knew how to truly exorcise ghosts, the monks' exorcisms were somewhat careless.
Li Qingdai didn't know much about this aspect. Although she felt strange, she couldn't explain it.
When the monks were invited to dinner, the old monk Huitong took the lead in suggesting that Zhang Luo become his disciple.
"...This young benefactor has a predestined relationship with my Buddha and has quite a lot of wisdom. Pharaoh Na also said that he hopes to accept him as a disciple. The female benefactor should consider it carefully." Wisdom Passage.
Li Qingdai frowned. She didn't expect that an ordinary religious ceremony would have such a thing that could only be seen in TV dramas. She was a little headache. She didn't want to offend this local monk who was also highly respected. She just wanted to keep her own family.
It is unbearable for a child to become a monk.
This is her only son!
"Luo'er, what do you think?" She didn't agree with the matter, but she wanted to hear her son's opinion.
"Mom, it's up to you to decide, I don't care." Zhang Luo kicked the ball back to his mother.
"You child, you don't have an opinion on such a big matter." She seemed to be scolding, but Li Qingdai felt a little more confident in her heart, and said in a deep voice, "Master, my child is spoiled by nature, and he cannot bear the pure and ascetic cultivation of Buddhism.
.And he has been fond of being naughty since he was a child, and he is also a devil in school. I am also afraid of going in and causing trouble."
After saying that, Li Qingdai glared at him, Zhang Luo touched his nose, and muttered in his heart how the things before the amnesia could be regarded as my doing. But the old monk directly asked him to become a monk, which he did not expect. Of course, this would not work.
, he didn’t want to shave his head, so he remained silent.
"So, thank you Master for your kindness. Our Zhang Luo doesn't have that blessing."
"Since the female donor is not willing, I can't force myself to do it." Huitong showed a look of regret and continued, "But with the understanding and wisdom of the young donor, I am afraid that it will cause more disasters. This exorcism can drive away evil spirits and win people's hearts.
However, it cannot drive away the cause and effect sent down by heaven. The female donor must also have sensed it, and this is how the old monk and the young donor came to have a predestined relationship."
"This..." Li Qingdai was also a little flustered. She seemed to feel a hand in the dark, disrupting the world.
But her knowledge and maternal nature clearly told her that this was superstition and wrong, and that the child should stay by her side, so she was struggling internally.
At this time, Huitong said: "If this child is not allowed to join the ranks of my Buddhist and lay disciples first, it can be regarded as a knot.
A good karma, how about it?"
Li Qingdai was moved: "What does this lay disciple want?"
"It's just a matter of registering your name and hosting a Buddhist conversion ceremony in my Mingde Temple. Nothing else is needed. You can lead the practice, you can also marry and have children. There is no need to impose Buddhist precepts..."
"I also often go to worship Buddha." Zhang Luo suddenly said.
Huitong opened his eyes and took a look. He seemed to understand something and clasped his hands together: "That's good, that's good. What the little donor said is absolutely true."
Li Qingdai reluctantly agreed, which made Zhang Luo feel much more relaxed, and the monks felt that the vegetarian food in their mouths also tasted better.
Life is so beautiful, of course we have to race against time.
"Mom, the masters and I will go to Mingde Temple to perform the ceremony and come back tomorrow. You should stay at home." Zhang Luo said.
"Why can't I go?" Li Qingdai frowned, feeling that something was wrong.
"Mom, you are yours. The temples are all for men. It will be inconvenient for a beautiful woman like you to disturb other people's practice. Can you tell me, Master..." Zhang Luo said vaguely.
This time Huitong didn't help and just kept eating.
Mingde Temple has guest rooms, it is also a tourist attraction, and there are hotels around it, but it is isolated from the places where most monks practice. Zhang Luo was bullying his mother for not knowing these things, but there are some things that cannot be covered up once checked.
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They cannot talk nonsense about the inconvenience of the female benefactor, but the monk knows very well that Zhang Luo is planning to deal with the ghost at night. It is indeed inconvenient not to mention Li Qingdai's past danger, so he can only acquiesce.
Li Qingdai always felt that something was wrong today, but she had no clue. She just hoped that the child was just playful.
These masters have gone too far, so should we just let them do whatever they want?
Li Qingdai rubbed her temples. After all, the child was too old to stay by her mother's side.
Zhang Luo packed up his things in his room and put the ancient books, poncho and candlestick into his backpack. As for the puppet...
Zhang Luo disliked her messy threads, so he cut them off and stuffed them into her bag, fearing that the threads would also affect her.
He held the thing in his arms and got into the car, saying goodbye to Li Qingdai who was full of worry.
Other monks did not dare to approach him. Only the old monk Huitong sat next to him.
Zhang Luo started to do nothing again, as if he was quite bored on the road. Then he seemed to remember
Nothing, he looked at the puppet in his hand.
The puppet still looks the same, with long hair in ancient costume, all in light pink, with plum blossoms embroidered on the clothes, making it look very clean. It seems to be still in palace clothes, with a girl's bun. There is also a light blush on the cheeks, but it is not too weird, but the more you look at it,
The more like a real person.
So he had a bold idea.
Narrowing his eyes, he lifted up the puppet's long skirt with lightning speed!
"Creak!" The car's tires suddenly slipped, and the driver quickly braked and turned the steering wheel to stop.
Zhang Luo hit his head on the back of the front seat. He gritted his teeth in pain and muttered, "Oh no, it's really just like a real person!"
I don't know what he saw.
The old monk's eyelids jumped when he heard this. He didn't have time to care about him and asked quickly: "Zhi Zhi, what's going on?"
"Master, I don't know, the tire suddenly lost control." The disciple was also confused.
"Huh?" Zhang Luo turned his attention to the disciple's ring name, "Intelligence? Is there another one named Ren Gong?"
"Ahem! Compared with this, driving safety is more important, right?" The old monk used an admonishing tone. He seemed to understand why the tire suddenly had a problem.
"Oh." Zhang Luo replied, seemingly carelessly, and he didn't know if he understood or not. Anyway, the disciples didn't understand.
This young man's idea was so strange that he almost caused a car accident when he glanced at the bottom of the puppet's skirt. If someone took off the puppet's clothes, wouldn't everyone in the car be ruined?
But Zhang Luo felt that the ghost's thinking was more bizarre, it was just a puppet, and weren't you really a ghost? What do you care about under your skirt? Can you still cry and run away without killing anyone if you are stripped naked?
The vehicle started again smoothly.
Zhang Luo rubbed his smooth chin, but he was not used to the lack of roughness.
Hey, I seem to have another bold idea!
I don’t know if it was intentional or not, but this guy seemed to be honest. In fact, he was holding the puppet in his hand, slowly moved it, and even started to coil up the puppet’s body!
The old monk felt a bit chilly around him, and his eyelids twitched.
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