run! Sha Monk's mind was full of this word. A person who was about to join Buddhism killed two real Buddhists. What a huge cause and effect. When we get to the West someday, if this matter is brought out, I'm afraid it will be worse than being broken into pieces. It's a hundred times more serious than the glass cup.
Because of fear, Sha Monk ignored Guanyin's previous instructions and ran away with the Liusha River on his back. However, after running less than a hundred miles, Sha Monk felt pain all over his body, as if he had been stabbed by a sword.
"I was so panicked that I forgot that I had violated the rules of heaven and angered Tianyan, so I couldn't leave Liusha River for hundreds of miles."
Sha Monk knelt on the ground, smiling bitterly with a pale face.
When the sun reached high in the sky, Sha Monk returned to the bank of Liusha River and was about to jump down when the sound of horse hoofbeats came.
Are there any more monks? Sha Seng's body shook unsatisfactorily and he turned around with difficulty. Sure enough, it was another monk.
The difference from the previous one is that this monk is younger, only fifteen or sixteen years old, and there is still hair on his lips.
"Senior brother, senior brother..."
The little monk with red lips and white teeth was riding a horse, calling his senior brother as he walked, looking quite anxious.
Drifting thought of the two corpses in the woods, he quickly summoned up his insufficient strength, ran over, and re-buried the corpses, covering them with leaves, not daring to touch any tombstones or grave mounds.
As soon as it was done, the little monk riding a horse came over, his bright eyes like gems.
"Has this donor ever met Xiao Monk's two senior brothers?"
"No no……"
Sha Monk quickly denied it. He didn't want to see another monk cry to death here.
"Perhaps, the two senior brothers went over there."
The little monk blinked his eyes, patted the horse's buttocks with an innocent expression, and headed in another direction along the Liusha River.
Sha Monk touched the sweat that was dripping from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. He was finally deceived.
But what to do with the two people who were killed? Will the Buddha blame them, and will the Buddhists hold them accountable? With an empty and restless mood, Sha Monk walked towards the Liusha River unsteadily.
When I came to a big rock on the shore, I was about to jump off when a voice came.
"Donor, do you have anything to eat? The young monk is hungry!"
It was time to eat again. Just like last night, Sha Seng turned around with an ugly expression, not knowing how to take it.
"Donor, if the monk is not picky about food, fruit will be fine."
The little monk riding a horse has an innocent smile on his face.
It’s fruit again, what’s next, do you want it? If you want, just talk. It's a bunch of nonsense. Thinking of what happened at night, Sha Monk felt guilty and jumped into the quicksand river.
"Uh, committed suicide!"
The little monk looked confused.
The corner of the mouth of the monk who had just entered Liusha River twitched.
"Have mercy on me, the world. I have so many worries. It doesn't matter, I will give you some salvation, little monk."
The little monk got off his horse very kindly, sat on the big stone, and read the scriptures.
The pure Sanskrit sound silenced all the noise around him.
The sand monk in the water nodded from time to time. Although the young monk is small, his Buddhist attainments are extraordinary.
Next, a disaster happened. The little monk seemed to be too hungry. After thinking for a long time, he tilted his head and fell into the quicksand river.
The horse on the shore, like the two horses before, barked and galloped away.
The sand monk in the water quickly moved over, hugged the little monk, rushed to the shore, checked, his face fell, and he screamed like a slaughtered pig.
"It's over, the third one"
Soon, Sha Monk came to the woods again and buried the young monk hastily. He knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, muttering incessantly.
If you kill one monk, you can tell Buddha that it was careless. If you kill two, you can tell Buddha that it was careless. If you kill three, you can tell Buddha...
Buddha, I didn’t kill people, do you believe it?
Why, my life is so miserable!
Thinking of the emotional place, Sha Monk burst into tears, and his sadness flowed backwards like a river.
Da da……
The sound of horse hooves comes again.
The monk's cry stopped abruptly, and he turned his head with fear on his face. He saw a wrinkled monk with an old appearance, it would be no exaggeration to say that he was eighty years old, riding a horse and swinging over. One's senses can fall off at any time.
But one more person could not die. Sha Monk hurriedly went up to him and helped the old monk off his horse. Just as he was about to inquire about the old monk's origins, he heard something that confused him.
"Donor, have you ever met some of the old monk's disciples?"
The old monk seemed to have bad eyesight, and he didn't see the small mound not far away. It was left by Sha Monk accidentally because he was restless when he was burying the young monk.
"No no……"
The monk's head was shaking like a rattle. The old monk was so old. If he knew that all his disciples were dead, he wouldn't have climbed over with his legs.
Fortunately, the old monk's eyesight was not good and he never saw the small mound. He was helped by Sha Monk to sit down, and he asked Sha Monk about the situation of Liusha River in a kind tone.
Knowing that it was not easy to cross the Liusha River, the old monk looked very unhappy.
"Don't worry, Master. With me here, it will be easy. A hundred times easier."
Sha Seng, who had been frightened for a long time, nodded like a bean sprout.
"You are a good young man"
The old monk patted Sha Monk on the shoulder with a look of appreciation.
"should"
Sha Monk said tremblingly.
"Old monk, I'm a little hungry. I wonder if you have anything to eat?"
The old monk touched his belly with a dazed expression.
"I'll get it immediately"
Sha Monk went down the Liusha River very happily.
After a few breaths, I arrived at a slightly simpler cave. Once inside, I suddenly realized that it was a palace similar to that of a mortal. Every door had a water curtain. After entering, it was no different from the ground and I could breathe.
Sha Monk ran through several rooms, emptied all the fruits on the table, and hurried ashore. When he saw that the old monk was still well, he felt happy and hurriedly came closer.
"Master, I have more than twenty kinds of fruits here, you can eat whatever you want!"
“What a good young man”
The old monk smiled and nodded.
When it came to eating, the old monk seemed a little embarrassed because most of his teeth were lost. With trembling hands, he picked up a banana from the lotus leaf, peeled it open, took a bite, chewed it in his mouth for a long time, and did not swallow it. Seeing that Sha Monk was worried for him.
"Well... the old monk is a little thirsty."
The old monk said unclearly.
"Why did you forget the water?"
Sha Monk slapped his forehead and went down the Liusha River again. He got a pot of water from a room and quickly landed on the shore, only to see the old monk lying motionless on the ground.
"impossible"
Sha Monk couldn't believe it and ran over to check, and got the result that made him collapse. The old monk choked to death.
Buddha, I killed four of your followers. I was wronged. Do you believe it?
Sha Seng is filled with despair!
In the evening, the sunset was shining, and the afterglow was very beautiful. The old monk and the three previous monks were buried in the same place. The monk ripped off the rosary beads around his neck and entered the Liusha River in despair.
"I would like to use my magic power and soul to freeze the Liusha River. From now on, I will never be born again."
The Liusha River, which was originally running endlessly, was covered by ice in the blink of an eye, and heavy snow like goose feathers fell from the sky.
At the end of the world, the figure of a Taoist priest gradually fades away.
