Chapter 45 The Evil Monk Changing His Life
Hands and eyes reaching the sky?
This sentence can be used to describe a blind man, which is a relatively novel thing for me.
I looked at her: "Is that the monk you are talking about?"
"Don't tell anyone else what I said to you today!"
After I agreed, the aunt continued: "Do you know that this person is rumored to be able to change the situation? The most important point is that this person is said to have helped countless generations of leaders! If he says he made his own living, then he has never died!
He lived so long! As a result, almost no one knows how old he is this year! If I guess correctly, he will be over a hundred years old this year!"
"But someone saw that he looked like that half-grown young man. There was nothing ancient about his face. He was in his twenties or thirties at most!"
I had never seen such a scene, so I asked her: "Have you seen this eminent monk?"
Long life, good fortune and good health are just ordinary auspicious words. If such a thing really exists in this world, it must be related to evil magic. Even saints cannot live that long.
Unless this eminent monk saved people all over the world, the people above and below would have been taken away by him long ago!
The aunt whispered to me: "Actually, the eminent monk will come to visit us every ten years and recruit a few disciples. In the winter of every ten years, he will take his disciples to hold a ceremony to worship the heaven on this mountain.
He has lived to such an old age and has a lot of disciples. His disciples are not only monks, but also many powerful bosses and so on!"
"Every time his heaven-sacrifice ceremony begins, we can see a mighty formation, and a group of people are all walking towards us. I remember that the last time I watched it, I even took a sneak peek.
"Eye, that eminent monk was wearing a mask with an animal head on it, and he was wearing a very large monk's robe, so I couldn't see what his skin looked like."
"Even his appearance, age, and everything else are all shrouded under this cassock. It is for this reason that some people say that this eminent monk sold his lifespan to a Rakshasa, causing him to be unable to see the sun. Although
You cannot die, but your body cannot be seen by others."
Isn't that just a monster?
And...if you wear a mask?
I thought about it silently in my heart.
The eminent monk wearing a mask means that everyone can become this eminent monk.
Since no one has seen him, everyone can regard him as him.
"But actually, I had seen the skin of this eminent monk before."
I raised my eyebrows: "See? Where did you see?"
"I saw his neck. When the wind blew, his cassock blew open. I just saw the texture of the skin on his neck. It definitely couldn't be that of an older man. His neck was cleaner than mine.
Ah! There are no wrinkles at all! You know, when a person gets old, the wrinkles on his neck cannot be stopped! Even if he lives a long life, his body functions cannot fail to develop! It is impossible not to change.
!”
She took a breath of cold air: "I'm not talking nonsense! But I think that for a person who has lived for such a long time and is not old, you can also understand that he is still a human being! Isn't that a monster?"
I nodded: "It is indeed possible, but if the eminent monk changed several generations, wouldn't this problem disappear? The eminent monk has changed a lot, but in order to prevent others from seeing it, they always wear masks
, and don’t show your body to others.”
She expressed her agreement with me with an exaggerated expression.
"Who says it's not true? Many people say so, but there are different opinions about this eminent monk! You can go out and ask, and you won't be able to tell whether this is true or not! We ordinary people like to hear such mysterious things, right?
Really? But I heard from my brother who became a monk in the mountains that this eminent monk is not only mysterious in appearance and age, but he is actually a very strange person, with a very bad temper and unstable moods."
Song Yuan, who had changed his name, gradually emerged in my mind.
"Some people say that this eminent monk seems to be practicing something called... silent meditation, so he never speaks. His whole body is bitingly cold, as if he is someone we saw on a cold day.
, always makes those who serve him very scared and on tenterhooks.”
My heart skipped a beat.
How can I take care of an eminent monk?
This is obviously taking care of a local emperor!
"Some people say that this eminent monk has stopped practicing Buddhism a long time ago. What he practices is all black magic. Every time after a few years, he will bring back people with Buddha nature like Song Jiu, and then
Eat them...I'm not telling you lies! Because all the people he took away are dead! Look at Song Jiu, isn't she already dead?"
Looking for people, accepting people, and embarrassing people.
Chapter completed!