Journey to the West: Moral Heaven

"Oh?"

The eyes of the few monks brightened, it is difficult to confuse the real with the fake, but it is easy to make the real fake!

In Chen E's previous life, after the death of the Immortal Da Neng, the corpse still had great power. Don't talk about getting close, if you look at it, you will explode and die. He almost believed it, but he realized that death is death after he became an immortal. Everything dissipates, no power pressure, no death exists.

Even if there is still a lot of essence in the flesh and blood, it will cause trouble if you eat it, but it doesn't matter if you don't eat it, and the essence will dissipate.

This is the case with this body Buddha. In the past few Yuanhuis, the essence has long been dissipated, and what is left is only a body.

A few monks touched left and right around the flesh Buddha, and after a while, they said wisely: "Master Hou, it is not difficult to make the real one into a fake one. It will take about a month and some materials are needed. We dare not say that [-]% or [-]% similarity is still guaranteed.”

"Row!"

Chen E waved his sleeve again, and there was a pile of gold on the ground, worth tens of thousands of taels. He said in a deep voice, "Take these gold to buy materials, and I will reward you if you have more. Let me take care of this matter, and get it done." Another big reward!"

"Thank you, Lord Hou, thank you, Lord Hou!"

Several monks couldn't close their mouths from ear to ear, thank you so much.

"Li Biao, you are in charge of this matter, try not to go out if you have nothing to do."

Chen E left an order, picked up the relics, turned and left, and found Xiao E immediately.

Bajie was lying in the small courtyard basking in the sun, and Wukong was bored, squatting on the edge of the flower bed, picking two pieces of dogtail grass and chewing them in his mouth from time to time, but Xiaoe was calm and relaxed.

"father!"

The small calyx is a gift.

"Ok!"

Chen E nodded: "Isn't it boring?"

The corner of Bajie's mouth twitched, and Wukong also let out a bah, spitting out a mouth full of grass seeds.

"not boring!"

Xiaoe said.

"Just bear with it for a while. Now there is something I want you to do. You can carry these imitation relics on your body and meditate, and try to imbue them with some Buddha-nature. Is it possible?"

Chen E handed over those relics.

"Eh? Master, your father told you to fake it!"

Bajie became excited when he saw it.

"hey-hey!"

Wukong chuckled, his eyes sparkling.

"father"

Small calyx is also a little embarrassed.

"What fake?"

Chen E forcefully said: "Who stipulated that the relics must come from the bones of the Buddha? The relics that Guanyin Bodhisattva often recites are not Buddhas, but the disciples of the World Honored One. It's alright, it's rare for Dad to ask you to do something. , Who did you learn from, mother-in-law?"

"Oh!"

The small calyx barely complied.

In the next period of time, Li Biao and the monks began to get busy, mainly to make the fleshy Buddha old. They used yellow-green tree sap to smear the whole body of the fleshy Buddha every day, dried it and washed it, so that the juice gradually penetrated. Into the skin, gradually changing the color of the skin, until the color turns yellow, the next step is smoky.

Looking at the body Buddha with a yellowish-brown complexion, Chen E said with satisfaction: "Let's begin."

A few people started working immediately, the bellows was whirring, the flames in the furnace were hesitating, and thick smoke was billowing.

The purpose of this step is to dehydrate, leaving the skin dry and hard.

An hour later, the stove was gradually extinguished, and the monks were too tired, sitting on the ground panting.

When Chen E entered the room, his brows frowned slightly.

After all, the body Buddha is a remnant of power, even if it loses its mana and power, but the material is placed there, it is not difficult to smear something on it, but ordinary smoke and fire can't be smoked at all, so how can it dehydrate the body? ?

Several monks also lost face, you look at me, I look at you, a monk named Guangxiu said helplessly: "Master Hou, why don't we try again?"

Chen E didn't like it very much. Fuming the Buddha's body with ordinary fire is like baking graphite with candles. Can it melt?

Eh?

Chen E's heart suddenly moved, he thought of Wukong!

Wukong has three flavors and is really hot!

"You guys rest first, I'll find someone!"

Chen E left behind her orders and drifted away to Xiao E's small courtyard.

"Wukong, come and give me a hand!"

Chen E beckoned.

"What's the matter?"

Wukong rolled his eyes and asked.

Chen E smiled at Mimi and said, "There are good things for you!"

Wukong scratched the back of his head suspiciously, maybe because he was too bored, he still walked towards Chen E.

"Hey, hey, Chen Zhuangyuan, my old pig is coming too!"

Bajie waved his hand and followed immediately.

Chen E secretly smiled and led the two of them outside.

Making a real body Buddha into a fake is just a crime for ordinary people, but it is very serious for Buddhist disciples.

Soon, the three of them returned to the small courtyard. Under Chen E's strict request, Wukong and Bajie turned into human figures, which didn't frighten the monks, but in the eyes of the monks, they were a little picky, as if they were here to snatch They seem to be credited.

Chen E didn't care, and brought Wukong Bajie into the house.

"Flesh Buddha?"

Wukong recognized it at a glance, and his eyes shrank immediately.