It was not until the evening when the tourists around him gradually dispersed that the young monk got up and walked out of the hall. Yang Qian had been waiting for a long time, yawning again and again, and was tired and unbearable.
Zhou Qiao saw the monk leaving and pulled Yang Qian to follow him. The two of them walked through the corridor and came to the backyard of a temple. There was a stone room there. Several young monks were standing in front of the stone room.
"Amitabha!" Zhou Qiao saluted several young monks with his hands together, "Young boy Zhou Qiao has come to see Master Puhui."
Seeing this, the young monks hurriedly returned the gift and said, "Donor, please wait a moment. The young monk will go and report." After saying that, he turned around and ran away.
Zhou Qiao stood there waiting for a moment, only to hear the sound of footsteps. An old monk with white beard and hair slowly walked out from inside. The old monk was dressed in gray monk's clothes, wearing a monk's hat on his head and holding a Zen staff. He looked like He is an eminent monk.
Seeing this, Zhou Qiao did not dare to neglect and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Zhou Qiao pays homage to the master."
Master Puhui raised his hand to support Zhou Qiao, and said with a kind smile, "I wonder why the donor wanted to find this poor monk?"
Zhou Qiao briefly described his purpose of coming, and finally said: "Master, this is a letter from Zen Master Liaoji. Please read it."
Master Puhui took the letter and looked at it carefully for a long time before nodding and saying: "I see, this poor monk understands."
He immediately said to Zhou Qiao: "It's getting late, please rest in the guest house first. This matter is not urgent at the moment. How about we discuss it tomorrow?"
Zhou Qiao saw that the old monk's attitude was gentle and his tone was kind, so he didn't want to pester him and said, "Thank you, Master."
I followed the young monk who led the way to the guest house to rest.
After Zhou Qiao disappeared, Master Puhui took out a letter and opened it, and read it carefully. After a moment, he smiled, put down the letter in his hand, and murmured in a low voice: "I didn't expect that this person was also familiar with the Tantric curse. If you are so interested, even the poor monk is a little curious about the method of undoing the curse. It's a pity...a pity..."
Early the next morning, Zhou Qiao woke up at dawn without waking up Yang Gan. Hearing the movement outside the door, he got up and walked towards the door. As soon as he went out, he saw several young monks cleaning the courtyard. Seeing Zhou Qiao Everyone stopped working when they appeared, and Zhou Qiao hurriedly waved his hands to indicate that they should continue working on their own.
Although the young monks were curious about Zhou Qiao getting up so early, they did not dare to ask more questions and continued to do their own things. Zhou Qiao was wandering around the courtyard when he suddenly saw a stone tablet under a tree next to him. This stone tablet was very Weird, there are many words engraved on it, but these words are all written in ancient seal script.
Zhou Qiao didn't understand the seal script, so he couldn't understand it. He could only secretly guess what these words meant.
"What this stone tablet inscribes is the origin culture and history of Fahua Temple, and what it excerpts is the translation of the "Miaoho Lotus Sutra". The scriptures are obscure, profound and profound, and cannot be understood by ordinary people. If the donor does not understand, it is best not to look around. !”
Zhou Qiao turned around and saw that it was the young monk who didn't want to see them yesterday who spoke. Zhou Qiao had already inquired about this young monk's Dharma name Yuanwu last night. He had practiced here for many years and was a disciple of Fahua Temple. No wonder he was like this. domineering.
Zhou Qiao didn't want to talk to him anymore. He just bowed his hands and turned to walk into the yard.
After having a fast meal, Zhou Qiao and Yang Qian went to the stone room again, and saw Master Puhui sitting there, seemingly waiting for their arrival. When Yang Qian and Zhou Qiao came in, Master Puhui put his hands on He put his hands together and nodded slightly.
Zhou Qiao Yangqian stepped forward and saluted, saying: "I have met the master."
Master Puhui smiled slightly and said: "Donor, there is no need to be polite, please sit down."
Yang Qian and Zhou Qiao Yiyan sat down.
Master Puhui looked at Zhou Qiao and said slowly: "Looking at the donor's age, he must be very capable to subdue the yin-yang ghost baby. I wonder if the donor can tell this poor monk how you did it?"
Zhou Qiao looked stern when he heard this. He was silent for a moment before replying: "This kid comes from western Hunan and knows some ancestral magic. I took advantage of the unprepared prescription for the Yin-Yang Ghost Infant's spiritual intelligence, and only then can he be surrendered."
The implication expresses three levels of meaning. The first is that I am from Xiangxi, which has been the most mysterious and evil among the people since ancient times. Outsiders will not provoke the magicians in Xiangxi without provoking them. This implies a slight warning; Secondly, this technique is a family tradition, which means that it is a family secret that cannot be disclosed. Thirdly, it means that you can subdue the yin-yang ghost baby by picking up the leaks yourself;
Master Puhui was a little surprised when he heard this, "Oh...the land of western Hunan...it is said that there are three evils in western Hunan. I wonder if the donor is from the lineage of corpse exorcists?"
"Exactly"
"I didn't expect that the corpse exorcists in western Hunan also knew the secret method of resolving the curse. This surprised the poor monk. Although the poor monk did not understand the essence of the secret mantra, he also knew that this method of resolving the curse was extremely powerful. It’s so complicated that ordinary magic techniques can’t do it at all. I wonder if the donor can help the poor monk clear up his doubts?”
Zhou Qiao saw Master Puhui looking like he was breaking the pot to get to the bottom of the matter, and he was asking for help so that he would not fall out, so he could only say patiently: "To be honest, Master, by chance, my ancestors once obtained a solution to a similar curse. The method to break the curse was also told to me by my ancestors in a dream, but I have almost forgotten it after using it. As for where it came from, only the ancestors underground know."
Master Puhui frowned when he heard this. Even though he knew that Zhou Qiao was talking nonsense, he couldn't refute it. After all, he couldn't confirm what Zhou Qiao said about his ancestor's dream, so he could only stop here to avoid making people think that he had done something wrong. The old bullies the young, but the more secretive this kid is, the more it proves that the magic that can decipher the sect's mantra must be extraordinary!
The two stopped going around in circles and began to prepare to solve the problem of the yin and yang ghost babies. Master Puhui asked Zhou Qiao to release the ghost babies. Zhou Qiao did so. After a while, the ghost babies ran out of the talisman. Master Puhui silently recited "King Kong." "Prajnaparamita Sutra" I saw a ray of Buddha's light instantly enveloped the ghost baby, and the ghost baby screamed and struggled.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard it tried, it could not escape the Buddha's light set by Master Puhui. The resentful black mist surrounding the ghost baby slowly disappeared, revealing the appearance of a baby like a pink jade carving.
Master Puhui sealed the baby into a Buddhist niche that had been prepared. He placed the Buddhist niche in front of the Buddha statue and placed incense on it. In this way, the ghost baby would be edified by the incense and illuminated by the Buddha's light day and night, and the resentment and evil spirit in his body would follow. As time goes by, it slowly disappears and when the time is right, you can turn around and reincarnate.
This time can be regarded as a meritorious deed. Zhou Qiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally settling a worry!
Then the two of them said goodbye to Master Puhui and left. Yang Qian couldn't stand the Buddhist atmosphere for a long time. In addition, the old monk tested Zhou Qiao many times and was not fooled. He couldn't wait to go down the mountain to meet the fat brother.
When Zhou Qiao and the two went down the mountain to find Fat Brother, he was eating duck neck, scalding hot pot, drinking wine, and eating happily. When he saw the two of them appearing, he immediately put down the food in his hands and stood up to greet them, "Hahaha... you guys are so quick. After finishing my errands, I went down the mountain...Why don't you walk around the mountain more and climb the 108 steps in vain?"
Seeing that Fat Brother's mouth was full of oil, Yang Qian was furious. He raised his leg and kicked his butt, scolding: "You fucker...you have the nerve to say...don't mention that the old monk on the mountain is not easy to get along with..." Don't look at your kind-hearted face, if you stay a little longer, Brother Zhou will be able to hide the secret of how to break the curse from you... We still have the heart to stay here any longer!"
Although Fat Brother doesn't understand why Zhou Qiao conceals the witchcraft so much, Zhou Qiao must have a reason for doing this, and he doesn't understand the deeper meaning. Anyway, he will do whatever Zhou Qiao says!
"Let's eat some food and drink some wine to calm down..." Fat Brother diligently took the chopsticks on the table and handed them to Yang Qian, "Try this, good fat beef, chicken wings, tripe..."
Yang Gan took the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth.
"Hmm..." Yang Qian couldn't help but smacked his lips and exclaimed, "It's really a good fat beef...the meat is fresh and tender, and the taste is beautiful, good, good."
Fat Brother handed Zhou Qiao another bowl of fish soup, "Try it, the freshest fish soup...the taste is unique here!"
Zhou Qiao took the bowl and took a sip. He felt a warm fish soup flow down his throat and go straight to his stomach. He felt warm and comfortable all over. He couldn't help but nodded appreciatively and said: "It's really delicious!"
Fat Brother said with a smile: "That's natural. This restaurant is a local and authentic hot pot restaurant that I found after searching for a long time. Their hot pot and fish soup are real signatures!"
Zhou Qiao couldn't help but smile when he saw Fat Brother's triumphant look.
