Omniscient and Almighty

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This fragrance, this fragrance...

When the very special refreshing fragrance emanated from the tasteless incense sticks and soon permeated the quiet room, Master Mingkong was lost in the fragrance as soon as his heart shook.

Or immersion.

And his level of immersion was much deeper than that of those people in the clubhouse that day, as well as the Chen family's parents and daughter.

He is a Hinayana practitioner!
In other words, he is a practitioner.

This fragrance is like a primer, instantly, aroused his deepest meditation, aroused his greatest joy, and made his whole body and mind deeply immersed in it.

As a result, when Father Chen woke up from his normal intoxication after a piece of incense was completely burned out, Master Mingkong was still sitting there "dumbly" with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Father Chen secretly smiled, feeling an inexplicable sense of pride that should not have arisen in his heart.

Look!

So what if you are an eminent monk?
Always put on that kind of carelessness (the wind is light and the clouds are calm).

Aren't you honestly at the mercy of a stick of incense now?
Amid Father Chen's secret slander and jokes, time gradually passed, and after an unknown amount of time, Master Ming Kong finally opened his eyes.

At that moment, it was as if a mirror was shining in the room.

Father Chen attributed it to an illusion, and then saw Master Mingkong looking at him with fiery eyes, and said: "Chen Layman, I don't know where this fragrance comes from?"

There was even a slight tremor in his words.

Father Chen smiled again in his heart, very happy, but after all he remembered the purpose of his trip, "Master, what does this incense say?"

Then, without waiting for Master Mingkong to respond, he said again: "This fragrance is really special, it seems to have some hypnotic effect, and it can also make people fall into a deep sleep. My daughter said that smelling this fragrance can make people feel good. Same effect as meditation."

Master Mingkong was dumbfounded.

Hypnotized?

Deep sleeping?

Same effect as meditation?

what the hell!

What is it all about!
If meditation had this effect, I would have already completed the four meditations and eight samadhis, attained the arhatship, attained the bodhisattva, became a Buddha in the physical body and immediately ascended to the ground, okay?
At this moment, listening to Father Chen's words, Master Mingkong was both dumbfounded and wanted to roar loudly.

do you know!
Do you know what kind of fragrance this is!
From these words, he also knew that although Father Chen didn't know anything about the common sense of Taoism, the chance of getting this fragrance was probably purely accidental!
However, it’s no wonder that father of Chen and others are also collectively referred to as “great virtues” in the classics. Dare to be affectionate is not just pure pandering, but that these people may indeed have access to some things that ordinary people cannot.

This fragrance is a very obvious example.

Master Mingkong sighed secretly, then forced himself to calm down, and said to Father Chen: "As the layman said, this incense is not extraordinary, but has all kinds of incredible uses. Ashamed, the poor monk has never heard of this incense. ,but……"

"Chen Layman, please sit down for a moment."

Master Mingkong said, and then got up from his seat. About four or five minutes later, he came back with a plate in his hand.

fruit?

Father Chen looked in surprise.

How many... small tomatoes are on the plate?
This persimmon is not authentic, the big persimmon is too small, the small persimmon is too big, and it is probably a hormone and genetically modified product!
For a moment, Father Chen made an appraisal of the items on the plate, and then he was a little puzzled.

No matter what, the hospitality fruit in the temple should not be this kind of thing, not to mention treating him, even ordinary pilgrims, it would not be like this!
However, this fruit looks pretty good, right?

"Lady Chen."

Master Mingkong put the plate on the small table between the two of them, and gestured with his hand.

Only then did Father Chen realize that there were only six tomatoes on a very large plate.

"You guy, you're too stingy!" Father Chen would probably have said this to ordinary people who had contacts, but the current situation is that there was no communication between the two of them in the past. Master Mingkong's identity is a bit special after all.

So Father Chen just said with a half-smile: "Master, is this tomato a new variety? It looks a bit different from ordinary ones."

To Chen's father's words, Master Mingkong just nodded slightly, then stretched out his hand again, signaling and inviting: "Chen Layman, please taste!"

Even if he doesn't like this thing, even if he thinks that this thing is mostly hormones and genetically modified, of course, Father Chen can't let it go, just a small persimmon, and it won't kill anyone!

Yes, he has made up his mind to eat at most one.

Moreover, in the past, what crap did he eat?
Father Chen casually picked up a small persimmon and put it in his mouth with generosity (death) and calmness (sacrifice), and smiled very decently and naturally to Master Mingkong: "Speaking of it, I am really long. There's no time to..."

His words were not finished.

Because he had already taken a bite of the persimmon in his hand.

He wanted to take a small bite of the unfinished words and then continue, but after taking this bite, he was stunned.

After being stunned for a while, he took a second bite.

After the second mouthful comes the third mouthful.

After the third sip comes the second.

After the second comes the third...

Reach out.

Reach out.

what!
there is none left? !

Six small tomatoes, in fact, he got four.

Master Mingkong is still very respectful of the host and guest, there are six in total, he only ate two, and left the other four for the other party.

Six, I ate more than three, but probably four!Regarding this point, although Father Chen is not very sure, it should be... maybe... probably so, but this food is too delicious, right?

At this moment, he came back to his senses, the little tomato had been eaten for a long time, and his tongue was still moving unconsciously in his mouth.

What's a bit indecent is that he still swallowed his saliva in small mouthfuls.

Ordinarily he is not a glutton, but now there is so much saliva in his mouth!Can't stop.

Of course, he didn't mean to stop at all. Although he finished eating, the sweetness still remained in his mouth. His tongue moved, as if he could still scrape out a layer of that sweetness from his mouth.

shave.

Scrape again.

Scrape again.

At the same time, his gaze swept across the fruit plate more than once.

once.

once.

Again.

But the fruit plate is always empty.

"cough."

Master Mingkong coughed lightly.

It's because Chen's father's expression and intentions are too obvious, and it's really hard for him to refuse... No, it's really hard to respond and satisfy the other party's intentions.

"cough."

Master Mingkong coughed again, and then said: "Chen Jushi, the incense just now, please forgive me for my shallow knowledge, it is really something I have never seen or heard, but..."

Speaking of this, Master Mingkong pondered for a moment.

After coughing twice, Father Chen finally came back to his senses. At this moment, he began to listen attentively.

"Although I have never seen or smelled it, the poor monk is inexplicably familiar with that fragrance."

And when he said this, Father Chen also slapped his thigh.

"Master, you mean..."

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