Volume 1: The Red Moon Rising Chapter 27: The Story of Fancheng
The man turned around and said angrily: "What are you doing, bald? If you know better, just let me go. Fancheng is not a place where monks can run wild."
Faming was in his seventies and looked like an old man. However, his martial arts skills were extremely advanced. A thin hand twisted the man's arm, like it was made of iron. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free. He squinted.
Eyes said: "The technique is good. You can take the money bag from me and return it to me."
"Who took your wallet? If you don't let go, I'll scream."
The man tried several times and failed to pull out his arm, so he shouted at the top of his lungs: "The monk is hitting someone! The monk is robbing money!" He was in his twenties, his eyes were wandering, his lips were extremely thin, and his cheekbones were prominent.
That kind of mean and unkind person.
Fayuan glared at him, and the man's screams suddenly stopped. The pressure of the heaven-human realm was something that an ordinary person like him could not withstand.
Fa Yuan took out three money bags from his body. It seemed that this guy had committed more than one crime.
A lot of people gradually gathered around. The jade shop was not far from here, and the waiter ran over to watch the excitement.
The waiter said: "Zhao Xian, you came to the door of the store again. Our boss said last time that if you come here again, you will break your dog's legs. Are you going to let the dog eat your memory?" He kicked him, and Fa Ming
As soon as he let go, Zhao Xian was kicked to the ground.
He pointed at the waiter and said, "Just wait, you'll be nice." He got up in panic and ran away like a rabbit.
There was no excitement and everyone dispersed, leaving only a six or seven-year-old boy standing there. He was dressed in rags and had dust on his face. He must be a little beggar.
The little boy's big black and bright eyes turned around and looked at Fayuan and Faming intelligently. There were three money bags in Fayuan's hand. After Faming got his own, there were still two that were not lost.
Fa Yuan opened a money bag, looked at it, and then handed it to the beggar. The little boy shook his head and did not dare to reach out. Fa Yuan grabbed his hand and put the money bag into his hand regardless of whether his hands were dirty.
The boy grabbed the money bag tightly, thanked him, and ran away as fast as he could.
In the last purse, there is only a fist-sized brocade box. The box is relatively expensive. Fayuan opened the box and found a piece of blue jade inside. The jade is old and contains many variegated colors. Who would collect an old jade like this?
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Fayuan took out the jade and took a closer look. It was very ordinary in color and shape. There was nothing strange about it.
He raised the jade stone to look at the sun. When he was concentrating, he suddenly felt something strange in his hand. A trace of water-like heat rushed to his mind along his fingers. The cloud of thoughts in his mind appeared inexplicably and began to rotate slowly.
For so long, only when Dharma Yuan uses thoughts, or
This cloud will only appear when you are practicing mindfulness. It is the first time that it has appeared on its own like this today.
Fa Yuan tried to put his thoughts into the jade, and his thoughts seemed to be dissolved into the water. Then a trace of vitality was brought back by his thoughts, and disappeared into the cloud of thoughts.
There is actually vitality in this jade, and the amount of this strand of vitality is much greater than the total amount of vitality that Fayuan has absorbed in the past few days.
Ruolan said in the book that the vitality of this world is thin, and there are only famous mountains and rivers, and places with beautiful scenery, which may have a little more vitality. Unexpectedly, an ordinary piece of jade can also contain sufficient vitality.
Fa Yuan then took out the ring he just bought and tried to put his thoughts into it. There was nothing inside, just a stone. He tried several jade ornaments Fa Ming had just bought and tested them one by one, but there was no vitality in them.
Fayuan God was acting strangely and kept checking the jade ornaments he just bought. Fa Ming asked uneasily: "What's wrong, junior brother? Could it be that what we bought is fake jade?"
Ruolan's letter stated that this method of tempering one's mind cannot be spread to others, otherwise it would be a huge disaster.
Fa Ming was a fellow disciple of Bailan Temple, and it was difficult to tell him about his dharma relationship, so he had to prevaricate: "I suddenly want to learn how to identify jade. Senior brother, let's go back to the store and buy a few more." Regardless of whether Fa Ming agrees or not,
I just took him back to the store.
This time, it took a long time. Fa Yuan touched basically all the jade stones in the store, and none of them contained vitality.
The waiter looked at him blankly. Is this monk here to buy jade or touch jade? This is the first time I have seen this special hobby.
Fa Ming had been waiting impatiently for a long time. When the great task of finding jade was completed, he took him and left. He stayed on the boat for half a day. After staying here for a long time, he had no time to go to other places. When he arrived in Fancheng, he always wanted to walk more.
, take a look around, no one is unhappy.
After walking for a while, although there were more people in front of me, there were fewer vendors. From the red and green upstairs next to me, bursts of girls' smiles and men's teasing could be heard. Some women stood lazily in front of the window dressing up.
Wearing thin pajamas, soft red lips, curved eyebrows, and charming appearance.
Fa Ming was mature and cautious, and said to Fa Yuan: "Junior brother, walk faster, this is not the place we should come to." This place is obviously a brothel area.
The bright yellow cassock and bald head attracted people's attention. Along the way, someone exclaimed: "Look, the monk is also here to visit a prostitute!"
Someone laughed and said, "Monks are human beings too. They chant Buddha's name in their mouths and have girls pestle them under their bodies."
Faming recited silently: "Amitabha, how wonderful!" The two of them quickly reached the end as they hurriedly walked, and there was a small alley in front of them.
There are several women standing low in the alley
Under the low eaves, he glanced at passers-by with eyes like awls. He was obviously a business owner. His appearance and figure were a few grades lower than those of the girls in the brothel in front of him.
There were a few clumps of weeds growing in front of a door, and green moss grew on the dilapidated stone steps. Two middle-aged women stood in front of the door, chatting listlessly, scanning the streets as they hurried by from time to time.
Passersby.
They looked like middle-aged girls, and no man had visited them for a long time. Suddenly they saw two monks standing in a dilemma in the middle of the street. From their expressions, it was clear that they were young people who had come to such a place for the first time. The young monk clearly knew that they were young people.
His eyebrows are white and his teeth are bright, his face is like a crown jewel, and his skin is so fair that it looks like you can squeeze out water with just a pinch.
The two women's eyes lit up at the same time, and they walked up to Fayuan and said in a cooing voice: "Masters, go to my house to drink some wine and listen to some music. I will also give you massages, and I guarantee that the masters will be happy."
immortal."
One stretched out his hand to pull the Dharma Fate, and the other also reached out to pull the Dharma Fate. In the end, he was half a beat too late, so he had to reach out to pull the Dharma Ming instead.
Fayuan Fengshen is handsome, while Faming is a skinny old monk. Naturally, they both want to grab Fayuan.
None of them were holding anyone back. Fa Ming was in the innate realm, and his body surface had natural Qi flowing around him. The woman's hand was bounced away before it even touched her upper body.
A middle-aged woman from Lafayuan, about thirty-five years old, with heavy makeup and red lips as red as blood. When she smiled, there was a piece of garlic leaf on her teeth, and a smell of garlic rushed over her.
Dharma Yuan was really disgusted, and his true energy came out from his body, pushing the woman away violently. The woman lost her footing and fell to the ground.
If there were such street women in front of them, it would be difficult for the two of them to move forward. Behind them was a street of brothels, and they didn't want to hear the ridicule again: "The monks also come to visit prostitutes." The two of them were in a dilemma and hesitated.
The two women were originally intimidated by the martial arts skills of Fa Yuan and the two of them, and they did not dare to touch hard ideas. But seeing that the two of them stood there hesitating without any explanation, they suddenly felt courageous. They have been in the flesh business for many years.
I have long understood the essence of shamelessness.
The woman on the ground got up, gritted her teeth, rushed to Fa Yuan, and pulled Fa Yuan's hand. She said, "Why should Buddha be angry? I have experience in serving bald heads."
Her hand failed to grasp the Dharma Yuan, and she flew backwards suddenly, falling heavily to the ground. This fall was much heavier than the last time.
The pain on the woman's body was so unbearable that she crawled on the ground and cried loudly. Another woman shouted at the top of her voice: "Come here, someone is prostituted and you won't pay."
Her voice was shrill and harsh, reaching deep into the alley. In an instant, five men with short knives and long sticks rushed out of the alley, surrounding the two of them.