I was not in a hurry to take action, I just stood on the side of the young monk Yuankong. The main reason was to see what this young monk was capable of. If he couldn't handle it, I would take action again.

Facing the ghosts floating from everywhere on the first floor, the little monk Yuankong didn't even look at them. He walked straight towards the stairs on the second floor, walking very slowly, clasping his hands, and a string of rosary beads was still on him.

Putting it on his hand, I saw his upper and lower lips moving slightly, as if he had begun to recite scriptures, and at the same time he closed his eyes.

There were already about a dozen ghosts gathered in the hall on the first floor. The bodies of these ghosts were pitch black, and each one was as burned as charcoal. Only their eyes were blood red, exuding a cold feeling in the dark night.

A vicious light.

People who are burned alive by fire will definitely have a lot of grievances, because people who are burned by fire will not die immediately, but will have to endure pain and torture for a long time. The more miserable the death, the heavier the grievances. Those ghosts

Getting closer and closer, at this time, my hand has already grasped the hilt of the Victory Evil Sword, and I plan to take action at any time.

Not long after, a ghost rushed straight to the little monk Yuankong, stretched out a pair of hands exuding black evil energy, and grabbed the little monk's neck. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

Just when the ghost was less than one meter away from Monk Yuankong, Monk Yuankong suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes suddenly flashed with golden light, and at the same time, he recited scriptures loudly.

Some.

"Throughout his life, he has not reached the one true Dharma Realm, and only recognizes the appearance of all Dharmas. Therefore, he suffers from the disease of discrimination and attachment. All appearances are false. He is false and false, saying that it is false and not true, and that it does not mean that it is absolutely non-existent. All sentient beings are thinking in vain.

It is the attachment to distinguishing between appearances, so it is called delusional thoughts, which means that it arises in pursuit of false appearances; it may be difficult to know whether it is true or false, and the thoughts will continue to cause false and false appearances to disturb the mind, so it is called delusional thoughts..."

When the little monk Yuankong opened his eyes and looked at the ghost, the ghost's figure immediately froze on the spot. His vicious eyes gradually softened and became a little confused.

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I don’t know why, but after the little monk Yuankong recited Buddhist scriptures, I suddenly felt that the resentful atmosphere in this hall was not as strong as before. Instead, it was enveloped by a rich and magnificent atmosphere of Buddhism. Even I was nervous.

My mood immediately calmed down and became much more peaceful.

The fierce eyes of the ghosts that kept approaching gradually became calmer.

As the little monk Yuankong's voice continued to recite Buddhist scriptures, it echoed in the hall, like a bell, deafening and enlightening. With the supreme compassion of Buddhism, it slowly spread out to the surroundings.

The dozens of ghosts in the entire hall on the first floor were all influenced by Yuan Kong's voice of chanting Buddhist scriptures. Although the ghosts were still approaching us, they obviously no longer had the intention to attack us.

My hand holding the Victory Evil Sword relaxed.

The whole body and mind are bathed in the Buddhist sutras recited by the little monk Yuankong, like the gentle spring breeze blowing on the face, warm and peaceful.

Not long after, I saw the ghost standing in front of Monk Yuankong actually lowering his hands. His eyes were full of sadness, and there was no trace of resentment. After a while, the ghost actually let out a cry.

The whimpering sounds were like sobbing and complaining, like a child who hadn't seen its mother for a long time, making a heartbreaking cry.

What stunned me was that after a moment, all the resentment on the ghost in front of Monk Yuankong was dissolved in the blink of an eye, and then turned into countless light spots, floating away in all directions.

My dear, a fierce ghost, was saved directly on the spot. This is such a powerful magical power of Buddhism.

I also opened my eyes today.

The fat monk felt that he was not bullying me. This little monk was really extraordinary. I felt like he was born to be a monk.

The little monk Yuankong's voice of reciting scriptures still didn't stop. When I looked at him again, I found that his body was covered with a faint Buddha's light. I don't know if I was deceived. Eye.

"All mirror images in the world of roots, bodies, and objects are empty flowers, water, and moon. Those who are obsessed with calculation only increase their troubles. Those who have no intention at all are cultivating Bodhi, liberation, Nirvana, cessation, concentration, and even the Sixth Perfection..."

When Monk Yuankong finished reciting Buddhist sutras, the dozen or so ghosts all came to his side. They knelt in front of him one after another. The malicious look in their eyes all receded, and they all looked at each other. Extremely pious, and then they all let out whimpering sounds.

I looked at those ghosts, each one turned into a little bit of light, scattered everywhere in the hall, and finally turned into nothing.

More than a dozen ghosts were all saved by the little monk Yuankong.

This is a terrible ghost that is extremely difficult to transcend, and it is also a ghost that leads to violent death.

For example, when a sloppy Taoist priest and I encounter this kind of ghost, it is a direct physical salvation, and we don't have the time to talk to them so much.

The main reason is that they have too much resentment and we don't have time to save so many ghosts.

When all the ghosts were saved and disappeared, Monk Yuankong stopped reciting the scriptures. He still did not put down the rosary beads in his hand. He looked at me and said, "Donor Wu, let's go to the second floor?"

The young monk was very polite. I took a deep breath and couldn't help but ask: "Master Yuankong, you are too powerful. How did you do it?"

Monk Yuankong smiled at me and said lightly: "Master told me that the young monk is born with wisdom. One day of practicing Dharma is equivalent to a hundred days for an ordinary person. The young monk doesn't know the details. He just feels that these ghosts are very pitiful. , I just want to save them from the sea of ​​suffering. Our Buddha is compassionate, Amitabha..."

"You are really not an ordinary cow. With a disciple like you, why did Zen Master Jueming go to Jiushan Village to find me? It's really puzzling." I sighed.

But Yuankong looked at me and said with a smile: "Donor Wu, you are the chosen one. You are destined to have a great opportunity in life. Your realm in this life will be higher than that of a young monk. Don't make false claims..."

"Listen to what you mean, can you see my past and present lives?" I suddenly became excited.

However, Monk Yuankong bowed to me and said very mysteriously: "Buddha said, it cannot be said, it cannot be said..."

With that said, little monk Yuankong took a step forward and walked straight towards the second floor.

I hurriedly followed, thinking that this young monk was mysterious and had such advanced Buddhist practices. It seemed that I didn’t need to take action to collect the ghosts in the restaurant tonight. He could probably handle it all by himself.
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