When the old monk heard this, he immediately looked at Hua Jiunan carefully.
And secretly used the Buddhist magical power to open the secret mantra of the heavenly eye.
Buzz. Sà dUǒ, a Buddhist term, contains the meanings of existence, life, reality, truth, goodness, virtue, etc.).
The diamond eye is supreme.
All eyes are opened now. Buzz. If it explodes. Qu Ah hum coax.
After opening his heavenly eye, Kong Chan looked at Hua Jiunan again:
Behind him, he saw a green pine tree that covered the sky and the sun.
The mist is thick among the pine branches, and there are bursts of green light.
There are also many birds living in it.
Above Hua Jiunan's head, hovering is a proud horned dragon (qiú lóng).
The roar of dragons reached into the sky.
Hua Jiu Nan itself exudes a rich light of merit.
In the light, there were many people smiling at him.
When the old monk Kong Chan wanted to take a closer look, he suddenly felt pain in his eyes, and two lines of bloody tears actually flowed out!
He hurriedly stood up and saluted Hua Jiunan.
"Namo Amitabha!"
"Donor, forgive me, it was the young monk Meng Lang just now!"
After speaking, he closed his eyes tightly and remained silent for a long time.
Although Chen Daji hates monks, he is also kind-hearted.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but whisper:
"Why is it dripping? Why is it bleeding even when you look at it!"
"Old monk, did you peek at a beautiful woman taking a bath and get a needle eye?"
Chang Baye chuckled evilly.
"What he's doing is much more serious than watching a beautiful woman take a bath. If he doesn't do it, he'll be blind!"
Although Hua Jiunan didn't know why the old monk Kong Chan was like this, he still took out the golden needle to treat him.
Five golden needles skillfully penetrated the old monk's Shenguan, Fuliu, Zhuyuan, Qihua, and Sancha points.
Deep or shallow, swirling or pinching.
After a while, Kong Chan's eyes stopped bleeding.
Hu Feier, who was thoughtful, got a hot towel and asked him to wipe it by himself.
The old monk slowly opened his eyes. Although it still stung slightly, he could already see things clearly.
"Namo Amitabha."
"The benefactor has great merit and goodwill. The young monk can only admire him."
Seeing that the monk's eyes were healed, Chen Daji felt relieved and started talking nonsense again.
"Bah, the monk knows how to smack people away with his mouth!"
"Can you give me something real..."
Speaking of this, Chen Daji couldn't help but hesitate:
What should I order?
Monks should all be poor, otherwise why would they always call themselves "poor monks"...
Besides, I don’t care if he gives me money.
Our family has a mine, who should we be afraid of? !
When Chen Daji was thinking wildly, he saw the rosary in Kong Chan's hand.
Hey, nice writing!
I don’t know how many years the old monk has been thinking about it: this paste, this color!
"Monk, if you really want to thank my boss, give him the toy in your hand!"
"Although it's not worth a lot of money, it's still a piece of my heart."
"Wenwan?" Old monk Kong Chan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses.
"Namo Amitabha."
"This little benefactor is right, I should give it to you to make a good relationship."
Seeing that Hua Jiu refused to answer, Chen Daji grabbed it and hung it around his neck.
That way... it's even more obscene:
If he had a water-milled iron Zen staff and a sword on his waist, he would be like a smaller version of Lu Zhishen.
"I'm keeping it for my boss."
"Old monk, do you have any objection?"
Kong Chan looked carefully at Chen Daji for the first time.
It didn't matter. He almost blurted out the sentence "The little donor is destined to be my Buddha."
But with the experience of Hua Jiu Nan, how could he dare to say it easily again.
After all, Monk Kongchan has not yet awakened to become a "blind monk"...
"Namo Amitabha."
"The little benefactor can do whatever he wants, but the poor monk dare not speak nonsense."
The deaf mother-in-law looked amused and asked.
"Monk, you came to the old woman's house in such a hurry. Is there something wrong?"
Chang Baye took a sip of instant noodles and said with a smile.
"Master monk, if you have something to do, please tell me immediately."
"Otherwise, after a while, that cassock will have to be stripped by that little brat Daji."
"When the time comes, you can only go back to the temple with your butt naked!"
Only then did Master Kong Chan remember his purpose and spoke quickly.
"Namo Amitabha, the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva is here to inquire."
"The young monk came here this time for the sake of the evil demon that was suppressed by the golden body of the Buddha in our temple."
Hua Jiunan frowned slightly.
"Master, are you saying that the things below are coming out to harm people?"
The old monk Kongchan shook his head.
"Namo Amitabha, that's not the case."
"It's just that a few great monks who came from Wutai Mountain to suppress the attack entered the Buddha's golden body and never came out again."
"Little monk, I am very worried about this..."
