Chapter 273: Weak Paper Monster VS Great Monk (5)

Three steps away from the main hall, Kong Wu stopped and waited for Shi Yi to answer his question.

Shi Yi, who was following behind him, was caught off guard and floated towards the main hall, and then he grabbed her hair lightly.

"Master, what can I do for you?" Shi Yi used his strength to stand still and turned to look at him.

Kong Wu looked at the little monster in front of him. He hadn't noticed it before, but now he realized that her eyes were actually light amber, not much different from those of a real person.

"Go in quickly." Shi Yi said in an anxious tone.

Kong Wu didn't know what the other party suddenly saw, and quickly grabbed his hand and attached it to his cassock, but he subconsciously did what the other party said.

"Donor..." He stopped talking when he saw the soul wandering outside the hall.

Pushan Temple is a large temple here, and not ordinary monsters can enter. He was surprised that the one in front of him could attach himself to the scriptures. What was the origin of this one?

"That was close." At first, Shi Yi clung to him tightly, trying to hold back her soul energy so that Yan wouldn't notice it. Seeing that the wandering soul could only wander around the entrance of the hall but could not enter, Shi Yi let him go.

"What is it?" Kong Wu frowned and paid attention to the movement of the soul. He had clearly sensed her fear just now.

"It is the nemesis of wandering souls, ghosts and monsters like us. We call it Yan." Shi Yi stood side by side with him, looking at this kind of strange thing that had never been seen before.

Before Yan entered the temple, she felt a little uneasy in her heart, so she reacted quickly and grabbed Kong Wu and followed him into the hall.

Although Yan was a gray object in the shape of a human, she felt particularly dangerous, and this feeling of danger was engraved deep into her soul, as if she had experienced it many years ago. She always felt that she would be swallowed up and her soul would be scattered if she was seen.

"I think it can't find you, so it will leave soon." Kong Wu stood in the center of the hall, constantly chanting the Diamond Sutra to bless it, hoping to use the power of Buddha to repel it.

Yan wandering at the entrance of the hall was a little unwilling, because it had clearly sensed the breath of the monster before. Five hundred years ago, after it was seriously injured by a wandering monk, it had been hiding in the wilderness to recover from its injuries. It was only after it accidentally smelled a familiar soul in Rong's house that it followed the temple all the way.

It was seriously injured by the monk, and most of its cultivation was destroyed. Forcing its way into the temple made its injuries more serious. It had thought that it could replenish its body by catching the monster, but now it seems that it has lost both the wife and the army. Now, the healed wound seems to be hurting again.

When Shi Yi and Kong Wu were not paying attention, a black cat secretly took the broken scripture away. When they found out, it was too late to stop it.

Yan, who was about to leave, smelled the familiar soul on the cat's body. It dared to conclude that it was a parasite of the monster, and followed the agile cat all the way. It didn't believe that the monster without the parasite could survive without being discovered by other monsters.

Shi Yi stood there, watching Yan follow the cat, knowing that she was not going to get back the scripture she was parasitizing, and sat down on the ground in frustration.

"Is that scripture important to you?" Shi Yi nodded.

"I'll get it back for you." Kong Wu immediately left the hall and chased after Yan.

Yan? He seemed familiar with him. However, his memory seemed to be restricted by something and he couldn't remember.

Shi Yi didn't dare to leave the hall and could only watch his back disappear at the gate of the temple.

Yan followed the agile cat up and down the road, but didn't find a chance to snatch it. It was confident that it could get the broken scripture, so it was not particularly anxious.

The black cat was an evil creature among the people, and it could see demons and evil spirits, so it could also see Yan. It took the scripture away because of the meaty smell on it, but it regretted it when it left the hall, because although these papers had the smell of meat, they were not edible at all. It wanted to throw it away, but Yan kept following it, which made it very unhappy, so it jumped even more anxiously.

"Meow meow meow~" The black cat was chased too quickly by Yan, and it was about to be caught, and Master Kong Wu in the hall appeared, and it quickly jumped on him.

"Master, what are you doing here to cause trouble?!" Yan's body swelled into a large piece of gray gas, and to mortals it looked like a low floating cloud.

"As long as you don't rob me," the black cat dropped the book and threw it into his arms. Kong Wu didn't have time to speak and quickly grabbed the book.

"Five hundred years ago, a wandering master monk shattered my soul for a little demon. Five hundred years later, you come out to cause trouble again. The hatred between me and you monks is endless. Today, I want you dead." The swollen Yan rushed towards Kong Wu at a very fast speed.

Because of its serious injury, it had made no progress in its cultivation in the past five hundred years. Before in the temple, it was afraid that he was a great monk, so it didn't think of confronting him. Now that he came out to get in its way, how could it bear it?

Kong Wu stood there, motionless, but his lips moved quickly, reciting the Shurangama Sutra, "From all the delusions, they are interdependent, from confusion to confusion, through the dust and kalpas..." At the same time, as he recited the scriptures, his body was coated with a layer of light golden light.

"You can't run away, monk, today I will use your blood to sacrifice to me." Yan was already standing on Kong Wu's head, ready to make a fatal blow, but as soon as he rushed down, he was knocked away.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn back now." Kong Wu put his palms together and chanted Amitabha to it. Yan was even more angry.

Although angry, Yan knew that he couldn't fight hard, because it couldn't win at all now, so it used a sleight of hand to disappear on the spot.

Kong Wu took out the sutra in his arms and patted it gently, turned a page, and saw the damaged sentence "Every household is in spring. Thousands of rivers have water and thousands of rivers have moons, and there are no clouds in the sky for thousands of miles."

As a man who was familiar with Buddhist scriptures, he knew that this was from the "Jiatai Pu Deng Lu", one of the Buddhist Zen lamp records. The complete version should be "Thousands of mountains share the same moon, and all households are filled with spring. Thousands of rivers have water and thousands of rivers have moons, and there are thousands of miles of cloudless sky." It means that the moon is like Buddha nature, and thousands of rivers are like sentient beings. Regardless of the size of the river, there is the moon wherever there is a river. Regardless of the status of people, there is Buddha nature wherever there are people. Buddha nature is in people's hearts, just like the moon shining on the river, omnipresent. Buddha nature is omnipresent, and Tao is also omnipresent.

His mind was in a mess, as if something suddenly appeared.

He shook his head, shook off these delusions, and walked towards Pushan Temple.

"Master, where are you coming from?" The little monk who had just swept the fallen leaves behind the hall saw his master covered in dust when he turned the corner.

Kong Wu had something on his mind, so he casually perfunctorily said something to him and walked towards the main hall.

The young monk raised his short thick eyebrows and shrugged. Ever since the Rong family came to the mountain, his master has been acting strangely and confusingly.

(End of this chapter)