The uncle who cultivated the truth in the end of the world was victorious

After the button was adjusted, he glared at Wang Shan who was laughing, and asked him blankly, "Ah Shan, is your throat uncomfortable?"

Wang Shan quickly retracted the laughter he was about to make, and changed the subject: "Just now I seemed to see the monk behind him move a little bit." Yan Zhi saw that although Wang Shan no longer snickered, the teasing in his eyes was still there. Seeing it clearly, Yan Zhi hummed, stopped talking to Wang Shan, and went to the place behind where the monk was lying.Wang Shan saw from the rearview mirror that Yan Zhi's face was expressionless, but his ears were red, and he looked awkward, and a smile could not help appearing on his face again.

Wang Shan was right, when Yan Zhi walked over, the monk was struggling to sit up.Yan Zhi quickly helped him, and the monk sat up. Because he was too weak, a simple movement seemed to exhaust all the strength in his body.He leaned his body on the back of the chair, waited for the shortness of breath to subside, clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes slightly, and said to Yanzhi very humbly: "The poor monk's name is Yanzhen, thank you for the benefactor, Amitabha."

Yan Zhi had a good impression of this monk. Although Taoism and Buddhism had some differences in the concept of cultivation, Yan Zhi always admired those monks who were humble and polite.He asked the monk, "Are you an ascetic?" Although Yanzhen was weak, his voice was very peaceful and pleasant, which made people feel very comfortable. Suffering." Yan Zhi looked at the monk with a dirty face and clothes covered in mud with some amusement, and asked him, "Even in this embarrassment." Yan Zhen looked at his Embarrassed, he smiled, and replied calmly: "Even in this embarrassing time."

Yan Zhi couldn't help laughing out loud, this monk was really interesting, he asked Yanzhen: "Why don't you ask who we are, what if we are not good people?" Then he looked at the monk in front of him and said deliberately: "Although you look thin and have no flesh, you can still be raised as food, don't you think?" The monk didn't have any big mood swings when he heard this. He still put his hands together and said, "The Buddha Buddha once Cut meat to feed eagles, the Buddha loves all living beings, never leaves them, poor monks are not talented, but they are not people who are greedy for life and fear death, if the donor can let others go because he eats the poor monk, the poor monk will naturally have no complaints."

Yan Zhi looked at the monk in front of him, he was really arrogant, but the idea was flattering.Yan Zhi asked him again: "You don't even have cultivation base, how can you be comparable to the Buddha? Besides, Shizun is willing to cut meat and feed the tiger to save the pigeons in the tiger's mouth. It’s just a trivial matter.” Yan Zhen frowned, and he said: “The poor monk is not a monk, and he is willing to sacrifice himself without martial arts.” Now it’s Yan Zhi’s turn to wonder, isn’t cultivation and martial arts two different things? , Could it be that the practice of Buddhism is to put these two together to practice?Yan Zhi thought about it, monks still care about the cultivation method, and generally they don't tell people the truth, so they didn't think about this issue again, and then talked to the monk about other things.

Wang Shan, who was driving ahead, naturally noticed the situation here. He saw that Yan Zhi had a very happy chat with the monk named Yanzhen.Logically speaking, Wang Shan should be happy, but when he saw Yan Zhi talking to other people with a pleasant smile, he felt a little uncomfortable.He saw a big yard in front of him, and carefully explored it with his spiritual sense. The yard was huge, but there was nothing to cover it. If there were only Yanzhi and the others, he would directly take the car to Youranjuli , and then entered the residence, but at this time because Yanzhen was still in the car, I had to find another place where the car could be covered.When Wang Shan saw that the two people in the back chatted more and felt that they hated seeing each other, he became more and more unhappy. Finally, he couldn't help but said to Yan Zhi who was talking: "A Sheng, didn't you just make porridge? Is it? It should be familiar by now."

Yan Zhi heard this, patted his forehead, and said to the monk: "Oh, I almost forgot, you must be hungry too, why don't you eat first?" Yan Zhen nodded, thinking of getting up to help, but the movement was not smooth.When Yan Zhi saw him, he realized that the monk had been holding on when he was talking to him just now, so he quickly stopped him and said to him, "Sit down and let me come, otherwise you will be a waste of help." At that time, he was blushed at what Yan Zhi said, and he struggled to remember, but unfortunately he had no strength in his body, and when he stood up, his eyes became dark and his head was dizzy, so he had to say with some shame: "The poor monk thanked the benefactor."

Yan Zhi smiled, this monk is not very old and looks mature, but he understands the principles of Buddhism and Zen smoothly, and his personality is also likable. If he is not a Buddhist, he really wants to kidnap him. Come down by yourself.

Yan Zhi opened the lid of the rice cooker, and a sweet smell of rice wafted out, but he frowned and looked at the rice in the pot and let out a "huh", as if very surprised.At this time, Wang Shan found another private house. Although there was no special parking space in the yard, a roof was built in front of the house to cover the RV.Still following the usual practice, he scanned the courtyard with his divine sense first, and drove in because there was no one in the yard.

After Wang Shan parked the car, he saw Yan Zhi looking at the rice cooker with a puzzled expression on his face, walked over to have a look curiously, and immediately smiled unkindly.Seeing Yan Zhi, he turned his head and glared at Wang Shan.Wang Shan touched his nose innocently, and told Yan Zhi: "It's okay, just put a little less water and a little more rice, don't worry, you can eat."

Yan Zhi sighed, and said solemnly: "There is a specialization in surgery, Ah Shan, you should cook in the future." Then he scooped up a bowl and filled it with this kind of half-dry, half-wet, half-wet, which is like paste. I scooped up the rice with chopsticks and brought it to the monk.When Wang Shan saw it, he smiled helplessly. Although the rice porridge he planned to make turned into rice paste, he guessed that the taste of this would not be too bad.He filled two more bowls of rice, then scooped out the pickled gherkins and salted radishes from the cabinet and went to the back, and put them on the table.

The monk looked at the rice and pickles in front of him, said "Amitabha Buddha" very gratefully, and then said to Wang Shan and Yan Zhi: "Thank you two benefactors for saving your life. The poor monk really can't repay you." Wang Shan listened , raised his eyebrows, and said: "When you are full, we will talk about how to repay you. Don't worry, we are not selfless people." The monk shook his head and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.Without talking or sleeping, the three of them ate their meal in silence.

After waiting for the meal, the monk regained some strength.Seeing his dirty appearance, Wang Shan couldn't bear it, so he found some clean old clothes, handed them to the monk, and said, "Here, you go to the bathroom, change your dirty clothes and wash them, and you can also wash them by the way." Take a bath." Yanzhen took it, very grateful, he held the clothes in one hand, put the other hand on his chest, and said to Wang Shan: "Thank you, benefactor."

Yan Zhi and Wang Shan sat on the sofa, listening to the intermittent sound of water coming from the bathroom, Yan Zhi glanced at Wang Shan beside him, and said, "You treat this monk better." Wang Shan understood what he said The most important thing is to compare with the three people last time, so he relaxed his body and leaned on the sofa, and said with a smile: "Well, he looks like a good guy." Although I feel very uncomfortable that you two talk so that I can't get in my mouth.Yan Zhi didn't say anything, and waited for a while before saying: "Well, the root bone looks very strange, and it's a good seed for cultivation." Wang Shan was surprised, and then he understood that all roads lead to Rome, and so does cultivation. , different routes lead to the same goal, presumably there must be a reason for the cultivation of Buddhism, otherwise how to explain the relics produced in the body after the death of the eminent monk.However, he still asked: "The monk doesn't seem to have any cultivation, or is it because I can't see it?" Yan Zhi also frowned and thought for a while, then said: "Yanzhen's cultivation is indeed very poor, even Ruarui's cultivation They are all better than him, maybe it has something to do with the dissipated spiritual energy in the world today." Wang Shan nodded, and stopped talking about this topic with Yan Zhi, because he found that every time he said this, Yan Zhi's expression was very dignified, and even I'm not in a good mood either.

43 Old people

After a while, the monk came out of the bathroom.Wang Shan and Yan Zhi looked up at the same time, and their eyes lit up.Yanzhen's voice sounded like a 27-year-old young man, sounding stable and mature, but his appearance was much younger, with a fair face and ordinary appearance, he looked like a [-]-year-old student.The old clothes that Wang Shan gave him were put on Yanzhen's body, they were empty, making him look thinner and thinner, but Yanzhen stood very straight, different from the glitz of modern people, with an air that is difficult to ignore The quiet and peaceful temperament.

Yanzhi noticed that his hair had been shaved again, so he asked him: "Do you have a razor?" Yanzhen didn't hear what Yanzhi said, and asked "Huh?" in confusion, seeing Yanzhi pointing fingers Pointing to his head, he felt a little embarrassed, and explained: "I used the razor in the bathroom, I hope you don't mind." Yan Zhi was slightly taken aback, but he didn't expect that this monk would take a shower Afterwards, he stopped talking about self-proclaimed poor monks, but this made the monk more popular. He said, "Oh, it's okay, I'll give that to you." Never been used.

Seeing this, Yanzhen nodded slightly and said, "Thank you." This time it was Yanzhi's turn to be surprised.