No supernatural events happened next, and Zhao Youliang, who had something on his mind, stopped drinking with the guests.
After seeing off the last wave of customers and closing up the stall to go home, I was just in time to burn incense on the two dolls.
Looking at the wooden knife and gold lighter that he deliberately left on the altar table, Zhao Youliang hesitated but did not take them back.
Somewhere in his mind, he had a feeling: these two treasures would be more useful here than on his body.
After doing everything according to the rules, Zhao Youliang lay on the bed unable to fall asleep.
An extremely contradictory feeling kept conflicting in his mind:
At the moment when Great Kuben Master led away hundreds of ghosts regardless of his own danger, Zhao Youliang felt that he was a living Buddha.
Walking in the world with great compassion, if I don’t go to hell, who will?
You must know that Master Da Ku's actions not only saved Zhao Youliang himself, but also saved the innocent residents of the town.
At least the town residents are temporarily out of danger and away from the dangerous situation of hundreds of ghosts walking at night.
But looking back on the past, Zhao Youliang felt that Master Da Ku was a devil.
He was so numb that he refused to save him and only asked for gold.
The devil even did the most cruel things in the name of holiness, skinning and removing the bones to make magical weapons.
"Oh, let me go, what kind of people are these lamas!"
Feeling irritable, Zhao Youliang simply sat up and subconsciously took out "I Miss You" from under his pillow and read it aloud.
Of course, he still didn't know the words on it. He just relied on his own feeling and read whatever he thought he wanted to say.
The amazing thing is that after reading this, my mood actually calmed down.
It gives rise to a feeling that "there was a time when the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was nothing like clouds".
In fact, it was not only Zhao Youliang who benefited, but also the immortals who heard him reading.
Including Huang Yu and Chang Jie, all the immortals had arrived outside the bedroom door, listening to Zhao Youliang's voice attentively, with a sense of satisfaction on their faces.
The state of the Immortal Family at this time is "hearing the Tao" - "hearing the Tao" in which you will die if you hear the Tao in the morning.
The magical state lasted for a long time until it was interrupted by a sudden voice.
And the owner of this voice is the source of everything - the Great Kubenshi.
"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum."
"The old monk took the liberty of visiting me late at night, hoping that the 'tulku' would show up to meet him."
Although Zhao Youliang didn't know what "Tulku" meant at this time, he came to his door in the middle of the night and asked who else to call him instead of calling him.
In addition, the great lama had just helped lure away the ghosts... So Zhao Youliang immediately stopped reading, quickly got dressed and opened the back door of the paper shop.
With the change in mentality, even the title was changed from Great Lama to Master.
"Master, you are finally back!"
"How's it going? You're not hurt, are you? Did you get rid of those dirty things?!"
"Hey, why are you still sitting on the floor? Get up quickly and come in and sit down!"
As Zhao Youliang talked, he wanted to help Master Kuben, but he was rejected with a smile.
Yes, it’s a smile.
This tantric ascetic, who had always been expressionless, actually smiled at this moment.
That smile of liberation, kindness, and enlightenment is like the smile of Buddha holding flowers.
"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum."
"The old monk has been practicing asceticism for fifty years. At the last moment, he finally became 'enlightened' and finally understood why my senior brother delivered the tantric sacred relics to you."
Having said this, Master Da Kuben stretched out his big calloused hands and placed them on the head of Zhao Youliang who was squatting in front of him.
"'Tulku', you have been surrounded by boundless darkness, and the devils in hell are tempting you to fall into the abyss."
"Remember, no matter what happens in the future, don't let your heart be corrupted by the devil."
"Mahaykala is always with you."
After saying this, Master Da Ku put the bone flute into Zhao Youliang's hand and hung the human bone rosary around Zhao Youliang's neck.
"This thing is not perfect yet, and it still needs the help of the old monk from the 'Tulku'."
"Master, what are you going to do?!" For some reason, Zhao Youliang suddenly had a bad feeling.
However, before he could make any move, Master Da Ku had already inserted his finger into the center of his eyebrow, and forcefully dug out a piece of the bone between his eyebrows.
In Zhao Youliang's shocked and disbelieving eyes, he put this bone with blood and heat on the human bone rosary.
At this point, this tantric magical weapon is finally completed - enough to fill the eyebrows of one hundred and eight tantric masters!
After doing all this, Master Da Ku ignored the stunned Zhao Youliang.
After standing up from the ground, he shook the prayer wheel with one hand and beat the human skin drum on his waist with the other and strode away.
Only the sound of chanting came from afar: "Bodhicitta is the cause, great compassion is the root, convenience is the ultimate..."
The night wind blew and stirred up the red cassock that Master Kuben was wearing.
Only then did Zhao Youliang realize that a big hole had opened in his chest.
The heart inside has long since disappeared...
"Grandmaster!!!"
Zhao Youliang was about to chase after him, but was grabbed by the crazy prisoner.
"Quantum, don't be impulsive, look!"
The Great Kubenshi who was walking was suddenly grabbed by countless pairs of ghost hands that appeared out of thin air.
The master didn't struggle, and just allowed himself to be pulled into the boundless darkness by the ghost's hands.
Then there was a loud bang, and the prayer wheel, human skin drum, flesh lotus, and even the master himself all exploded and disappeared.
Also disappearing at the same time are many evil spirits.
Only the red cassock flew up in the wind and fluttered in front of Zhao Youliang.
Zhao Youliang subconsciously took it in his hand, feeling that Master Kuben's body temperature still remained on it...
At dawn the next day, the residents of the town were still busy as usual, running for life.
Only Zhao Youliang seemed particularly lethargic, lying lazily on the wicker chair in front of the paper shop, drying eggs with the big yellow dog.
"Brother Dog, what do you think the world is like?"
"I feel like the longer I live, the less I understand!"
"What are good people, what are bad people, and what are we practicing for?!"
As he spoke, Zhao Youliang threw up the cigarette butt in his hand. He was really depressed about what happened last night, so he took an unprecedented smoke.
Then it was this cigarette that caused trouble:
I saw the flying cigarette butt bounced back immediately after hitting the eaves, and landed squarely on the belly of the big yellow dog.
When drying eggs, of course, with your legs in the air and your belly up.
Under the severe pain, the big yellow dog jumped up with a roar, and jumped on Zhao Youliang with another roar.
This violent beating... can't be described in just four words: "cruel and inhumane"!
Although Zhao Youliang was beaten miserably, he also understood the purpose of his practice.
Stay away from paper shops as soon as possible! At least this way I won’t get beaten by a dog again!
As for being successful in cultivation and beating up gangsters in turn... Zhao Youliang wouldn't even dare to think about it.
He was really afraid of being beaten by a dog...
Interpretation of the words outside the book, Tulku: reincarnation, incarnation.
To put it completely, it is "a practitioner who wishes to come back again".
Han people generally refer to them as "living Buddhas", which is inappropriate.
There is no such title as Living Buddha in Tibet because Buddha is not dead or alive.
Tulku himself would not say that he is a Buddha.
Holding flowers and smiling: It means having a thorough understanding of Zen principles.
It comes from "Five Lanterns Huiyuan·Seven Buddhas·Sakyamuni Buddha" written by Shi Puji in the Song Dynasty.
