Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 305 308. Donor, have you ever met a few apprentices of the old monk?
run!Sand Monk is full of this word. A person who is about to join the Buddhist sect killed two real Buddhist sect members. What a great cause and effect. In the future, if this matter is brought out in the west, I am afraid it will be worse than smashing it. Losing the glass cup is a hundred times more serious.

Because of fear, Drifting forgot Guanyin's instructions before, and ran away with the Quicksand River on his back, but after running for less than a hundred miles, Drifting felt pain all over his body, as if he had been stabbed by a sword.

"I panicked for a while, but I forgot. I violated the rules of heaven and offended Tianyan. I can't leave the Liusha River for a hundred miles."

Drifting knelt on the ground, smiling wryly with a pale face.

When the sun was in the middle of the sky, Drifting came back to the bank of the Liusha River, and was about to jump off, when there was a sound of horseshoes.

Is there another monk?Sha Seng's body shook unsatisfactorily and he turned around with difficulty.Sure enough, it was another monk.

The difference from before was that this monk was younger, only fifteen or sixteen years old, and there was fluff on his lips.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother..."

The little monk with red lips and white teeth was riding a horse, calling his senior brother as he walked, with an anxious expression on his face.

Thinking of the two corpses in the woods, Drifting hurriedly summoned up his lack of energy and ran over to bury the corpses again, covering them with leaves. He didn't dare to touch the tombstones, mounds and so on.

As soon as it was finished, the little monk riding a horse came over, his bright eyes were like gems.

"This benefactor, has you ever met the two brothers of the monk?"

"No no……"

Drifting quickly denied it, he didn't want to see another monk crying to death here.

"Perhaps, the two senior brothers have gone there."

The little monk blinked, patted the horse's buttocks innocently, and walked along the Liusha River in another direction.

Drifting touched the sweat that was dripping from his forehead, heaved a sigh of relief, and finally tricked him away.

But what about the two who were killed? Will the Buddha blame him? Will the people in the Buddhist sect pursue him? With a hollow and uneasy mood, Sand Monk wandered towards the Liusha River.

When I came to a big rock on the shore and was about to jump off, a voice came.

"Benefactor, do you have anything to eat? The monk is hungry!"

It was food again, just like last night, Drifting turned around with an ugly expression, not knowing how to take it.

"Benefactor, if the monk is not picky about food, fruits will do."

The little monk riding a horse has a pure smile on his face.

It’s fruit again, what’s next, do you want it?If you want, just talk. It's a bunch of nonsense. Thinking of what happened at night, Sha Monk felt guilty and jumped into the quicksand river.

"Uh, suicide!"

The little monk was stunned.

The Drifting Monk who had just entered the Liusha River twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Have pity on me, the people of the world, there are so many sorrows, no matter what, I will give you some relief."

The little monk got off his horse very kindly, sat on the big rock, and recited scriptures.

The pure Sanskrit sound silenced all the hustle and bustle around it.

The sand monk in the water nodded from time to time. Although the young monk is small, his Buddhist attainments are extraordinary.

Then, a catastrophic scene happened. The little monk seemed to be too hungry. Before reading for a long time, he tilted his head and fell into the quicksand river.

The horse on the shore, like the previous two horses, barked and galloped away.

The Drifting Monk in the water quickly moved across, hugged the young monk, rushed ashore, checked, his face collapsed, and he screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"It's over, the third"

Not long after, Drifting came to the woods again, buried the young monk hastily, knelt on the ground and kowtowed non-stop, chanting non-stop.

If you kill one monk, you can tell the Buddha that you were careless; if you kill two monks, you can tell the Buddha that you were careless; if you kill three, you can tell the Buddha...

Buddha, I didn't kill people, do you believe it?

Why, my life is so hard!
Thinking of the emotional place, Drifting burst into tears, and the sadness flowed like a river.

Da da……

The sound of horseshoes came again.

Drifting's cries stopped abruptly, and he turned his head with fear on his face, and saw a wrinkled monk, old, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was 80 years old, swaying over on a horse, giving people Feelings can fall at any moment.

Can't die again, Drifting rushed up to meet him, helped the old monk off the horse, was about to inquire about the old monk's background, when he heard a sentence that made him confused.

"Benefactor, have you met some of the old monk's apprentices?"

The old monk didn't seem to have good eyesight, he didn't see the small mound not far away, it was left by Drifting because he was restless when he buried the young monk.

"No no……"

Drifting's head was shaking like a rattle drum, and the old monk was already old, if he knew that his disciples were all dead, he would not have jumped on his legs.

Fortunately, the old monk's eyes were not good, and he never saw the small mound. He was supported by Drifting to sit down, and asked Drifting about the situation of Liusha River in a kind tone.

Knowing that the Liusha River is not easy to cross, the old monk's face is very ugly.

"Master, don't worry, with me here, it's easy, a hundred easy"

Drifting, who had been frightened for a long time, nodded his head like bean sprouts.

"You are a good young man"

The old monk patted Drifting on the shoulder with a look of admiration.

"should"

Drifting said tremblingly.

"Old monk, I'm a little hungry, I wonder if you have something to eat?"

The old monk rubbed his belly with a shy expression.

"I'll get it right away"

Drifting went down the Liusha River very readily.

After a few breaths, I arrived at a slightly simpler cave. Once inside, I suddenly realized that it was a palace similar to that of a mortal. Every door had a water curtain. After entering, it was no different from the ground and I could breathe.

Drifting ran through several rooms, collected all the fruits on the table, and hurried ashore. Seeing that the old monk was still healthy, he was overjoyed, and hurried forward.

"Master, I have more than twenty kinds of fruits here, you can eat whatever you want!"

"What a good young man"

The old monk nodded with a smile.

When it came to eating, the old monk seemed to be in a bit of trouble, because most of his teeth had fallen out. With trembling hands, he picked up a banana from the lotus leaf, peeled it off, took a bite, and chewed it for a long time without swallowing it down. Drifting could see that he was worried for him.

"Hmm... the old monk is a bit thirsty"

The old monk spoke indistinctly.

"How to forget the water"

The Drifting monk slapped his forehead and went down the Liusha River again. He got a pot of water from a room and quickly landed on the shore, only to see the old monk lying motionless on the ground.

"impossible"

Drifting couldn't believe it and ran over to check it, and got the result that made him collapse. The old monk choked to death.

Buddha, I killed four of your followers. I was wronged. Do you believe it?

Drifting is full of despair!
In the evening, the setting sun was beautiful and the old monk was buried in the same place with the three previous monks. Drifting tore off the rosary beads around his neck and entered the Liusha River in a daze.

"I would like to use my mana and spirit to freeze the Quicksand River, and never to be born again."

The originally rushing Liusha River was covered in ice in the blink of an eye, and snow like goose feathers fell from the sky.

At the end of the world, the figure of a Taoist priest gradually drifted away.

(End of this chapter)