Chapter 79
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 79
2020-11-07
Chapter 79 Monkey FluteThe monks who were around and listening to martial law stories, when they saw the person who came, immediately said Birds scattered.
The discussion of martial law was interrupted, and their faces were displeased, "Who is it!"
The three people who came here were all wearing red robes and were young, followed by a large number of monks, all with a demeanor Respectfully follow.
"It turned out to be three Buddhist sons!"
These three people are just like the first Disciple of the three great halls of Heavenly King Palace, Guanyin Hall, and Medicine Hall. They are talented and exquisite in Buddhism. , The ability is extraordinary, known as the 'Buddha' reputation.
In contrast, Martial Law is just a frustrated person who is also a red robe monk.
"Martial law, you are doing things in the scripture hall, but also for the sake of Fuyuan Temple!"
"Now that Master Haiyuan is about to visit, we are all preparing for the whole temple. Only you don't care, you still want to be in the limelight!"
The Buddha of Heavenly King Palace, tall and thin, with slender eyebrows, high cheekbones and slightly mean, sneered and accused martial law.
The Buddha's son in the Medicine Hall on the side, fat and fat, smiled before saying a word, "Haha, martial law, you can do it yourself!"
"If you don't perform well this time, I'm afraid it will be even worse. The scripture hall can’t stay any longer, so I have to go to some errands for the elderly!”
The martial law’s face flushed, “What did you say?”
The remaining Guanyin Dianfozi, who looks like a girl, has a calm tone, "The three of us have to go to see the elders and welcome Master Haiyuan together. There is no time to fight Qi with this person, so let's go!"
Comparing the first two people who were frigid irony and scorching satire, their ignoring attitude made martial law even more annoyed.
"You, you!"
Until the three Buddhist disciples left, the martial law was still shaking with anger.
"Fang Dou, you go back to rest first, I have something to do!"
Fang Dou looked at martial law and advised, "Don't be impulsive!"
"I didn't have the impulse, I just went to the abbot to preside over!"
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After the martial law left, Fang Dou encountered an old acquaintance on his way back to the courtyard.
The monk who sweeps the floor, cough cough cough, should be called the monk through the channel now. He is holding an iron stick with a curved iron hook at the end, which is used to penetrate the pipe to remove the blocked debris.
He was filthy and a little embarrassed, and when he saw Fang Dou, he suddenly regained his senses.
As soon as Fang Dou saw a headache, he turned around and was about to leave, hearing, "Little Monk, stop!"
"Master, what are you asking me for?"
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Fang Dou said again and again, "I've worked hard all day today, and I really don't have the energy. If you want me to help, can you do it another day?"
"Stop, the old monk just wants to be with you. Let's chat!"
The old monk found a stone and sat down, put the iron stick next to him, "Do it!"
After Fang Dou sat down, he heard the old monk ask , "I heard that you climbed on the thigh of martial law, go out with him today, and help Master Tang's house to disperse the evil."
"There is such a thing!"
"Are you stupid? , what kind of thighs are martial law? If I were you, go and hug the thighs of three Buddha's sons!" The old monk and the iron were not steel.
Fang Dou said with a bitter smile, "You always make fun of me, I think so, but people don't give face!"
"In addition to quitting Senior Brother Yan, Who knows who I am, Fang Dou?"
The old monk thought for a while, "It makes sense!"
"However, you are lucky this time, and the evil you encountered is not a problem. Amazing, back then, when I followed the Master, I encountered a strange thing..."
Fang Dou raised his hand hurriedly, "Wait, were you a monk or a Taoist then?"
"Neither, it's a scholar!"
This story is called 'Monkey Flute'.
There is an old man who sells tricks with a clever little Monkey, and he makes a living by selling tricks everywhere. The gesture made the onlookers overjoyed.
Everywhere he went, he played the flute and manipulated Little Monkey to perform, which satisfied the audience and spilled a lot of money.
One day, he went to a town, and his performance was a great success. The children in the town liked Little Monkey very much, begging to be hugged and touched.
The old man and Little Monkey depended on each other for life.
However, the little ones didn't give up, and secretly calculated.
One day, they deliberately made trouble to attract the attention of the old man, and a group of people secretly shot and stole Little Monkey.
Little Monkey left the old man, very frightened. He didn't listen to the urchins teasing, he became more and more manic, and even scratched a few children.
The children failed to tease, were scratched, and beat Little Monkey to death in a rage.
When the old man found Little Monkey's body, he was furious and cursed.
The adults in the town were at a loss, but when they heard him cursing their child, they were all furious, and beat the old man around and drove him out of the town.
"And then what?"
Fang Dou seemed to guess the result and couldn't wait to ask.
"At first it was calm and tranquil, but one night, the old man's flute sounded outside the town!"
"All the children, after hearing the flute, seemed to lose their souls , and walked out."
"There were also parents who stopped the child, but unexpectedly the child struggled violently and lost his breath after a few moments, so no one dared to stop him!"
"At this time, someone finally remembered the old man's curse, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, moved towards pleading outside the town, but unfortunately no one responded!"
"At dawn, the cock crowing, the whistle dissipated, and the children in the town They all disappeared without a trace!"
"This incident alarmed the government, Master and I happened to be in the vicinity for a study tour, and we also participated in the search, but those children seemed to have wings and flew to Heavenly Palace , there is no trace!"
"This is not the end, the old man's flute appeared again in the vicinity of the village, and every time it sounded, several children disappeared."
When Fang Dou heard the flute, his heart moved, and then he thought of Young Lady Tang's symptoms, and the doubts in his heart began to stir.
"Dare to ask, how will this matter be resolved in the end?"
The old monk said full of words, "It's the teacher who thought about it. The bravest two little children, please spend a lot of money!"
He said this, his tone became fierce.
"The red-hot steel needle pierced the eardrum, creating two deaf children."
"Good plot against, what a cruel heart!"
Fang Dou understood, the child was deaf and could not hear the flute, so naturally he was not affected.
"A few days later, the flute sounded, and two deaf children, with sharp knives hidden in their chests, pretended to be bewildered, and walked all the way out of the village."
"Since then , the sound of the flute disappeared, and the two children didn't come back!"
"After half a year, the local people found the old man's body in the wild, and there was nothing but a bamboo flute!"
"The corpse was stabbed in the chest by a dagger, and died of blood dryness!"
Fang Dou's throat was dry when he heard this, "What about the children?"
The old monk shook his head, "Don't talk, don't talk, it's a pity those two children are gone!"
Fang Dou also sighed, "At a young age, not only dare to sacrifice, but also kill with a knife If he can, or, given time, he will surely grow into a great person."
He stood up and bowed to the old monk, "many thanks Master for solving the puzzle!"
The old monk waved his hand, "It's just a chat, if you still have something to do, let's go!"
Fang Dou turned and left, already thinking about it.
(end of this chapter)