dead child, ghost carrying coffin

"If you can't face your true self, how can you cultivate? How can you be liberated? How can you save all living beings!!!"

This sentence, the ghost Buddha repeated more and more quickly. 7K 妏敩

The more you repeat, the louder the sound.

The more you repeat it, the stronger your body trembles!

Chen Dage looked worried, and moved little by little in front of the deaf mother-in-law, protecting the old man behind her.

Don't forget to tell Hu Fei'er.

"Big sister, if the bald-headed brother goes crazy in a while, you can run away with grandma."

"Boss, grandma, and eighth master and I will stay and deal with him!"

Hearing Chen Dage's words, Chang Baye was terrified.

Hurry up and reprimand:

"Little brat, what the hell are you pretending to be a boss!"

"Can you stop assigning tasks indiscriminately? Do you know what 'professionals do professional things'?"

When Ba Ye Chang complained, Ghost Buddha Faceless trembled more and more.

The color of the cassock on his body quickly changed between red and gray.

At the critical moment, Hua Jiunan silently recited the celestial master's secret technique "Spirit Awakening Mantra", and slammed his palm on the ghost Buddha's head.

"Bodhi doesn't have a tree, and a bright mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place. Where can the dust be gathered?"

"Master Ghost Buddha, wake up quickly!"

This slap was extremely heavy, not only the sound was clear and crisp, but also left a clear handprint on the ghost Buddha's head.

Chang Baye felt pain even looking at it, and couldn't help shrinking his neck, muttering softly.

"My little sir, you should take it easy."

"What if this makes the ghost monk anxious..."

However, what Chang Baye was worried about did not happen:

Ghost Buddha Faceless not only did not violently hurt anyone, but calmed down.

The blood-red cassock on his body disappeared, replaced by a gray coarse monk robe.

With a long sigh, Ghost Buddha slowly got up, turned around and knelt down in front of Lai Buddha and Hua Jiunan.

Slowly took off the ugly bronze mask, revealing a handsome, pale face.

"Namo Amitabha!"

"My little monk, I would like to thank the benefactor for awakening me!"

Hua Jiunan smiled and turned sideways, as a half-respect.

"Master, you are welcome."

Ghost Buddha Faceless slowly raised his head.

For more than 1000 years, this was the first time he faced the Buddha directly and recited the "Mahaparinirvana Sutra".

"This is how I heard: At one time, the Buddha was in the birthplace of strong men in the country of Kushina, between the two sala trees by the Alilobati River."

"At that time, the World Honored One and the great bhikkhu were surrounded by eight billion people."

"On the [-]th day of the second month when Nirvana is approaching, use the divine power of the Buddha to make a loud voice. The voice is full and even has a top, and it will spread to all living beings with its similar voice."

"Today, the Tathagata, Ying, and Zheng are omniscient, pity and protect all living beings, and treat all living beings like Rahula as their refuges and houses."

"The Great Enlightened World-Honored One is about to desire Nirvana. If all sentient beings have any doubts, you can ask them now, and this is the last question..."

After thinking about it, the ancient Buddha finally stopped shedding blood and tears.

Instead, she slowly closed her eyes.

Seeing this, the ghost Buddha stopped reciting scriptures.

"Namo Amitabha."

"My little monk made my Buddha cry for thousands of years, an unforgivable sin."

"Today, I will use my own eyes to represent the Buddha to sympathize with all living beings."

After Yan Bi shot his hands like lightning, he pulled out his eyes, held them flat in his hands, and raised them above his head.

The solemn and solemn chanting sounded again.

The eyes of the ghost Buddha held in the palm of his hand slowly rose amidst the sound of chanting sutras, and floated into the eye sockets of the Buddha statue.

At this time, the Buddha statue finally no longer had a ferocious face, and became peaceful and compassionate again.

It was just a pair of eyes, but they were blood red.

Feeling the strangeness of the Buddha statue, Ghost Buddha Wumian was terrified, grabbed the ground with his head again and again, and cried bitterly.

"Namo Amitabha!"

"How could this happen?! It shouldn't be like this! The monk is guilty, the monk is guilty!"

Hua Jiunan stretched out his hand to support the ghost Buddha, and said softly.

"Master, although the Buddha is merciful, he also has the wrath of the Vajra."

"When you have a dignified demeanor, you will deter evil spirits from all directions!"

After hearing Hua Jiunan's words, Ghost Buddha felt a little calm.

"Namo Amitabha."

"The benefactor saves Hua's great kindness, and the little monk has nothing to repay... But there is still something unjust in my heart, and I hope the benefactor will fulfill it together."

After waking up, the ghost Buddha has already felt the extraordinaryness of Hua Jiunan.

So have more respect for him.

"Help people to the end, send Buddha to the west."

"Master, if there is anything else, just say it."

"If it can be done, Hua Jiunan will never refuse."