dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Master Fajie finished instructing the ghost Buddha, and gave a deep salute to everyone in the small courtyard.

"Namo Amitabha."

"From now on, the younger brother of the poor monk, please benefactors."

Everyone stood up and returned the salute.

"Master, you are welcome."

The Great Monk Fajie, under the gaze of everyone, turned into a little golden light and flew towards the west.

The ghost Buddha kept kowtowing without a face.

"Namo Amitabha."

"Senior Brother respectfully sends Senior Brother to the Bliss!"

A gust of wind blew by, and the bones all over the ground disappeared with the wind.

The ghost Buddha who keeps kowtow is also flickering in the wind.

Until he became a five or six-year-old monk with a handsome face and closed eyes, Wuxin.

But at this time, he is no longer as solemn as the great monk and treasure.

Instead, he was a little nervous and shy like the kid next door.

Wuxin got up from the ground, as if she had forgotten everything before, she held onto the corner of Hua Jiunan's clothes tightly and refused to let go.

This change immediately aroused Chen Daji's damn curiosity.

He walked lightly to the little monk.

"Please, please, are you a bald brother?"

The little monk Wuxin didn't pay attention to him, instead subconsciously stayed away from him and got closer to Hua Jiunan.

Seeing this, Chen Daji scratched his head and asked the deaf mother-in-law.

"Grandma, the bald brother has returned to his old age..."

The deaf mother-in-law didn't expect such a change, and waved towards Wuxin kindly.

"Little guy, come, come to the old lady, let me see."

Wuxin hesitated for a moment.

Although he closed his eyes tightly, he made a gesture of looking up at Hua Jiunan.

Hua Jiunan had already vaguely guessed about it, and said to Wuxin.

"Grandma is calling you, hurry up."

Then Wuxin walked up to the deaf mother-in-law lightly, stretched out her pink hands and folded them together.

"Namo Amitabha, the little monk has no intention of visiting grandma."

When people are old, they won't see such a cute and cute child.

So the deaf mother-in-law embraced Wuxin, loving her like a sweetheart.

He also took out all kinds of delicacies that Chen Fu filial piety respected on weekdays, and stuffed them all together for Wu Xin.

"Good boy, eat."

"I will give you all the delicious food in the future."

Wuxin "looked" at Hua Jiunan again.

After seeing him nodding, Wuxin carefully opened a packet of vegetarian food and started to eat bit by bit.

The rosy little face is full of happiness.

Grandma Mai saw that Wuxin was cute, so she walked over with a smile.

After looking up and down, he let out an exclamation.

"He! Him! Him!"

"This child actually ate it!"

"Ghosts?!!!"

After reminded by the old man in Mai Yi, the people in the small courtyard noticed something strange:

The little monk Wuxin is not just enjoying the tribute like a ghost, but just smelling it.

Instead, he ate the food like an ordinary person!

Under the gaze of everyone, Wuxin seemed a little scared.

Gently put down the food in his hand, his red face was full of bewilderment.

Seeing him like this, the deaf mother-in-law naturally felt distressed for a while, so she quickly picked him up and put him on her lap to comfort him softly.

"Good boy, go ahead and eat, no one will tell you."

Chen Daji peeked at Wuxin curiously, and at the same time asked Hua Jiuan softly.

"Boss, what is a ghost?"

Hua Jiunan answered after a little thought.

""Zhong Lu Chuan Dao Ji" has a saying: "Ghost immortals are one of the five immortals. They are detached in the shade, the gods are unknown, the ghosts have no surnames, and the three mountains have no names. "

"Even if you don't enter reincarnation, it's hard to return to Pengying, and you will end up with nothing to return to. It's just a reincarnation."

"Practitioners don't understand the Dao, but want to achieve it quickly, their shape is like a withered tree, their heart is like purple ashes, their spiritual consciousness is guarded inside, and their will will not disperse."

"The yin gods that come out of concentration are ghosts of pure spirits, not pure yang immortals. Because of their one ambition, yin spirits do not disperse, so they are called ghosts and immortals."

"Represented by Tieguai Li."

After hearing this, Chen Daji was even more confused.

"Boss, tell me something I can understand, okay..."

Hua Jiunan smiled and stopped teasing him.

"Ghosts are also called "spirit ghosts."

"The Five Immortals of Taoism are: Ghost Immortals, Human Immortals, Earth Immortals, Immortals, and Celestial Immortals."

"Actually, it's not just my Taoism, Buddhism is also divided in this way."

"Have you read Journey to the West?"

Chen Dage nodded repeatedly.

"Yeah, I've watched TV dramas, I love watching them!"

"The monkeys in there are so domineering."

"Holding a big iron stick, you can swing whoever you want!"

Hua Jiu was amused by the embarrassment, and continued to explain.

""Journey to the West" eight chapters: One mind disturbs the universe, one body is difficult to cultivate and perish, it is recorded in that chapter..."

Speaking of this, Hua Jiu was afraid that Chen Daji would not understand, so he changed the term.

"It's the episode of True and False Monkey King."

"The Tathagata Buddha said to Master Guanyin: There are five immortals in the sky, they are gods, gods, humans and ghosts."

"There are five insects, and they are the feathered insects with scales and feathers."

"...There are four monkeys in the world again, who do not belong to the ten categories..."

Hearing Hua Jiunan mention Tathagata Buddha, Chen Daji has another problem.

"Boss, Tathagata Buddha really became a big rat?!"

Hua Jiunan frowned slightly.

"Such a ridiculous thing, who did you listen to?"

Chen Daji scratched his head.

"I saw it in the novel."

"Taoist Duobao is a treasure hunter, and he was 'turned into a Buddha' by Lao Tzu..."

Before Chen Daji could finish speaking, Hua Jiunan hurriedly interrupted him.

"You kid, can you stop trusting those who write novels!"

"'Turning a tiger into a Buddha' is not such an explanation..."

However, before Hua Jiunan could finish speaking, a dark wind suddenly blew up in the small courtyard.

The temperature dropped suddenly.

Zhao Fei, who had no practice, was so cold that his eyebrows froze in an instant.

I saw that the innocent and cute little monk Wuxin had started to flicker non-stop:

Quickly switch between the two images of ghost Buddha and Wuxin.

He seemed to be patient with all his strength, and said to Chen Dage word by word.

"Benefactor! Don't insult my Buddha!"

Hua Jiu couldn't see this, so he hurriedly stepped forward and raised his hand to touch his forehead.

Use the Liujia secret blessing in "Baopuzi Nei Pian".

"Those who are facing the battle, all march forward in groups!"

"Wuxin doesn't wake up quickly, do you want to return to the boundless sea of ​​suffering?!!!"

Chen Dage also quickly confessed.

"Brother Bald, don't be angry, I was wrong, can't I be wrong!"

"From now on, I won't believe those who write novels anymore, they're talking nonsense!"