Listening to Princess Iron Fan's words, the Bull Demon King gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, my old cow is not easy to bully." ”

Zhang Mingxuan looked at the scene with a cold reaction, and immediately wanted to cry, this is the second time! Forced a smile: "It seems that everyone is still immersed in the afterglow of asking the Buddha and can't extricate themselves! Let's enjoy a small story, which is also the story of Buddhism." ”

The curtain opened below, and appeared in a quiet temple, where a small monk sat cross-legged in the courtyard and twisted the rosary in his hand and closed his eyes and recited: "Contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom, when he walks in the deep Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he will overcome all suffering." The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. The relics, yes..."

Someone on the barrage said, "This monk looks familiar!"

Haha~ Isn't this Ning Caichen?

That's right, it's him.

Ning Caichen is a monk!

......

A beautiful girl dressed as a peasant stuck her head out from behind the tree and shouted with a smile: "Little monk!"

The girl jumped up and ran in front of the little monk and said with a smile: "Little monk, I'm here to listen to your story again." Little monk, little -- and--Shang --"

The little monk opened his eyes and sighed softly: "Alas.."

The monk said, "Heh~ What does Miss Xiu want to hear today?"

Miss Xiu sat in front of the monk and said with a smile: "Anything is fine" and looked at the little monk with a shallow smile.

The monk thought for a moment and said, "Once upon a time, there was an old monk who was always patronized by thieves, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

And it came to pass, that day, when the thief came again, he said to the thief, "Put your hand through the crack in the door, and I will give you whatever you want." ”

An old monk's voice sounded: "You put your hand through the crack in the door, and I will give you whatever you want." ”

The monk continued: "The thief was overjoyed to hear this, and put his hand through the crack in the door. Unexpectedly, the old monk grabbed his hand, tied him to a pillar, and then beat him with a stick, shouting as he beat him back: Take refuge in the Buddha!

Voiceover, the thief's screams: "Ouch! stop fighting~~~Ouch~~~~ Pain! Stop it!! Ouch~~"

Voiceover, old monk: "Take refuge in the Buddha!"

The little monk said: "The thief was in great pain, and he had no choice but to shout: Take refuge in the Buddha! Take refuge in the law! Take refuge in the monk!"

In the voiceover, the thief shouted: "Ouch~~ Take refuge in the Buddha!"

Old monk: "Convert to the law!"

Mao thief: "Wow ~ convert to the law!"

Old monk: "Take refuge in the monk!"

Mao thief: "Ah~ take refuge in the monk!"

The little monk smiled and said to Ah Xiu: "This is the famous story of the three refuges. ”

On the way to the west, Sun Wukong touched the tight spell on his head and said: "Hehe~ That's right, that's right! The monk is so hypocritical, full of compassion, and he is more ruthless than anyone else." ”

Tang Sanzang recited the sentence "Amitabha" and said: "This is called a stick to drink!"

In the secluded temple under the small world, Miss Ah Xiu smiled mischievously: "You have three refuges, but I have four refuges, do you want to listen?"

The monk asked curiously, "What are the four refuges?"

Ah Xiu said, "Reach out." ”

The monk hesitated, stretched out his hand, and a string of prayer beads shook on his wrist.

As soon as the picture turned, the figures of the two disappeared, and the scene in the temple appeared, with fallen leaves flying and wooden fish bursting.

The song sounds: the autumn wind blows the leaves

There were two or three soft taps on the windowsill

The wooden fish paused and struck again

With her quietly approaching affection

Prajna is as clear as the wind

Under the tree, he spoke Buddha's voice

Zen ignorance and worldly feelings

She only wanted to be by his side

The Buddha said that the five aggregates and six poisons are delusional

Cause and effect are all obstacles

Refuge is a despair that comes after the pain

In the story under the tree

She quietly dreamed of conversion

It was his voice that went into my heart

Or unknown delusion.

In the picture, an old monk came out of the meditation room, looked at the little monk and shook his head and sighed: "Disciple.... The benefactor is gone?"

The monk whispered, "Master...... As usual, the disciple told her the Buddha's teachings. So she went back. ”

Abbot: "Hey... Let's go chant. ”

The monk stood up and walked towards the main hall, suddenly stopped and said, "Master... In the future... The benefactor will never come again. ”

The abbot folded his hands and lowered his eyebrows and recited: "Amitabha!"

The monk sat cross-legged in front of the Buddha, the lights swayed, as if his body was trembling, and the chanting sound sounded: "Nan no Amitabha Buddha Nan no Amitabha Buddha Nan no Amitabha Buddha Nan no Amitabha Buddha" The voice was hurried and uneasy.

The picture turned, and it appeared in the small courtyard again.

Ah Xiu smiled and patted the little monk's palm and said, "Take refuge in the Buddha." ”

Monk: "Oh, take refuge in the Buddha." ”

Ah Xiu patted it again and said, "Convert to the law." ”

Monk: "Take refuge in the law." ”

Ah Xiu patted it and said, "Take refuge in the monk." ”

Monk: "Yes, take refuge in the monks." ”

Qixiu patted it lightly and whispered, "Convert to Miss Xiu." ”

Monk: "Take refuge... Huh?" Stunned.

Ah Xiu said nervously: "Say, take refuge in Miss Xiu." ”

The moonlight dimmed, and the two figures gradually lost their visibility in the darkness.

The song sounds: after the fourth conversion

Silence makes the people under the tree feel terrible

He clenched the heat of his palm

mottled with a desolation that can't be concealed

Time passed quietly

It was his unspeakable sadness

Bury this section in a shrine and bind it

The dust was left to the west window

The Buddha said that the five aggregates and six poisons are delusional

Cause and effect are all obstacles

Refuge is a despair that comes after the pain

The twilight is light and yellow

Under the tree, he was sober and desperate

Only the silence is accompanied by the ancient Buddha green lantern

Take refuge in that past.

The monk sat in front of the Buddha, bowed deeply and muttered, "Take refuge... Show girl..."The darkness gradually swallowed his figure.

Above the clouds, a woman wiped her tears and said, "I cried." ”

The old man in the Confucian robe shook his head and said: "The love of the Buddhist family is really hurting a lot of people!"

The old Taoist priest said disdainfully: "They die to believe in Buddhism, who is to blame?"

The barrage was also lively.

I cried!

I cried too!

Such an affectionate woman, how can she live up to it!

I will never worship the Buddha again.

Don't go.

Don't go.

I'm not going either.

That is, what is there to worship in such a merciless Buddhism.

I'm curious to know what happened to Miss Axiu, and if she will meet a good person?

It should be!

Definitely!

Miss Ah Xiu will be happy.

On the way to the west, Sun Wukong looked at Tang Sanzang and asked, "Master, what do you think of this story?"

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together and closed his eyes and said: "This is his own choice, whether it is the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha or the vulgar wife, it cannot be said that it is wrong." ”

Sun Wukong said hehehe: "Master, what do you think he should do?"

Tang Sanzang hesitated for a long time and said, "Actually, I approve of him being vulgar. ”

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "Look! ”

Tang Sanzang's face suddenly darkened.

The Jade Emperor said to the maid next to him: "This must be rehearsed, and I will invite Rulai to dinner in a few days." ”

The corners of the maid's mouth twitched twice, and she replied respectfully: "Yes!"

The Jade Emperor looked at the screen with a smile and said to himself: "I'm looking forward to Yuan Hong's appearance, I don't know how he will sing?"

Many women silently wiped their tears when they watched this story, and many young people gritted their teeth with hatred for the monks in the picture.