The long-browed old monk's body was trembling slightly, with tears in his eyes. He pulled the kowtowing puppy and said, "My child, thank you for your kindness. Today's results and yesterday's causes are all determined. Donors, please don't embarrass this child. Please give me an explanation."
After saying that, he stretched out his thin palm and hit the left side of his chest, breaking his heart and causing blood to flow from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this scene, everyone dispersed, "Okay, you can kill yourself. For the sake of the dog, I won't let you get beaten. Let's go."
The crowd dispersed, and the dog stared blankly at the old monk with long eyebrows who was still breathing. He was a little at a loss. His mother asked him to repay his kindness, but it seemed that this man could not survive.
The old monk looked at the innocent boy in front of him, reached into his arms, took out a book and two wax pills, and stuffed them into the little boy's arms.
"My child, this is the secret teaching of Buddhism and the Bodhicitta method that the old monk has practiced all his life. If you grow up and can read and write, you can practice it to strengthen your body. These two are the golden elixirs that once saved your mother's life. You must not let them go. Others know that it is on you. Your mother has already eaten one, and there is no point in taking any more. Leave it to yourself to save your life in the future."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and breathed out.
"Hey, you don't want to die..."
The little boy shouted hurriedly, but it was useless after shouting for a long time. In the end, he could only kneel down and kowtow a few times.
Two days later, the thirteen-stick monk who was knocked down in the tavern woke up leisurely. The fat monk rubbed the back of his head that was aching and asked: "Uncle Master, what's wrong with us? Aren't we eating? When did we fall asleep?" ? And this Zen room is too crowded."
The old monk Tan Zong looked solemn and said: "We have fallen into someone else's trap and were all drugged to death. Now we don't know the situation between ourselves and the enemy, so be careful."
What? ? ? Are we drugged? When did this happen? Who gave the poison? Uncle Master, even with your advanced cultivation, can't you stop me? Everyone was talking.
The old monk glared fiercely, and said to himself that he would not open the pot and pick up the pot. The old monk's face has been completely humiliated this time. You young people who travel in the world are excusable. You miss me, Tan Zong... Alas!
The fat monk, Sengman, said depressedly: "No wonder I have a pain in the back of my head. It turns out that I was given some medicine and beaten."
"Hit? No, Senior Brother Sengman, we don't seem to be in pain, and there are no signs of being beaten on your body." Others checked, but only Sengman complained of pain.
What he didn't know was that it wasn't Sengman who was beaten, but that he was too fat and the people in the restaurant couldn't lift him. He tripped and fell after taking a few steps, and the back of his head hit the ground. According to Western medicine, it was a slight concussion.
"Hey, where's the little girl with us?"
"Yes, no, could it be possible that we met a trafficker? This restaurant drugged us just to kidnap that little girl?"
Monk Tan Zong rolled his eyes and said, "What are you talking about? This is Chang'an City, not a black shop in the wild. Who dares to open a shop on the street and become a human trafficker? If the old monk guessed correctly, this incident is probably related to this little girl. Now I think about it Think about it, that girl’s identity is unusual.”
"Uncle, are you saying that little girl poisoned us? No, how old is she..."
Tan Zong shook his head and said: "The old monk is saying that maybe this little girl's status is too noble and her involvement is too great, which is why we are in the disaster today."
At this moment, footsteps came from the corridor outside, and the monks quickly became alert, "Who is it?"
The shopkeeper who pushed the door in was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Hey, everyone, Buddha, are you awake? You guys had a really solid sleep this time. The noble man gave me instructions, saying that you can leave on your own when you wake up." I'm going. Do you think you should continue to stay in the hotel? Or..."
Seng Guang said angrily: "It is indeed a black shop. It was you who poured our medicine? Who are you?"
The shopkeeper quickly waved his hand and explained: "No, no, I don't dare. I am just an ordinary businessman. We don't know how you fell asleep. We only know that someone from the government came over and told us to take good care of you. We I don’t dare to disobey my order. But I don’t know anything else and I don’t dare to ask.”
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Monk Tan Zong stopped the disciples and asked: "Shopkeeper, where is the little girl who came with us?"
The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "That little noble lady has been picked up by someone from her family. We can't afford to offend her, so we don't dare to ask. By the way, before she left, she had already paid for the meal for everyone."
oh? So, she is awake? Monk Tan Zong was slightly surprised.
The shopkeeper was not embarrassed, and he got a lot of information from the other party's words. For example, it was not poison in the restaurant, and the little girl was not poisoned.
Hiss... Could it be that she was the one who poisoned me? How old is she? when? How could a little girl under ten years old have such superb poisoning skills? Who is she?
Old monk Tan Zong broke out in a cold sweat. He was so frightened when he thought about it. Fortunately, the other party had no ill intentions, otherwise all of us, the Thirteen-stick Shaolin monks, would have been trapped here.
"Let's go, pack your bags and leave immediately. I hope there is no delay. Shopkeeper, I left a letter. If you can see that little noble lady again, please help bring it to her."
The shopkeeper waved his hands repeatedly, "No, Lord Buddha, I really don't know who this person is? Although our business looks big, it really can't be ranked in Chang'an City. People with such pomp and circumstance will never come to my place." , we can’t send this letter out.”
The old monk had no choice but to pay for the hotel and leave. The group hurried to Daxingshan Temple.
The old monk had been here before and went straight to Jingshanfang, but when he arrived, he was dumbfounded, "What? Where is Daxingshan Temple? How can it be in ruins? Are we late?"
I asked someone about what happened, but the passerby explained: "No, you are here early. Daxingshan Temple has a lot of property, and the government will have to calculate it for a month before it can pay everyone compensation."
Pfft... We're not here to share money, we're here to help. Who dares to demolish the majestic Xingshan Temple, a sacred place of Buddhism?
The passers-by looked at the group of bald heads holding sticks and then realized, "Okay, I thought no monks dared to go out in Chang'an City. You are not monks who have returned to secular life, but you are helpers of Daxing Shan Temple? Folks, come out quickly, Daxing Zen Temple’s accomplices are here, don’t let them go…”
An hour later, thirteen disabled monks were brought in from Wannian County Government Office. The enthusiastic people finally captured the troublemaking monks at the cost of hundreds of injuries.
The county magistrate Wannian didn't care, and with a wave of his hand, the Thirteen-stick Monk was taken into custody. At the same time, it was also approved to allocate part of the stolen money from Daxingshan Temple to treat the injuries of the people.
If he were to know that these thirteen monks were the famous Thirteen Stick Monks who saved King Qin, he would probably have to go to the palace to report the news immediately.
Within one day, the Thirteen-stick Monk went from being poisoned and sleeping in a restaurant to being disabled and sleeping in a cell. If they had known this outcome in advance, I wonder if they would have been willing to wake up from the restaurant.
In the prison, I met the monks from the Dazongchi Temple who were detained. After questioning, I found out that it was late, two days late. So, we slept for three whole days? What drug is so powerful?
After the Buddhist temples in Chang'an City were cleared, there was a large court meeting in the palace. Taishi Ling Fu Yi was the first to come out with a booklet.
