Bang bang bang bang!

Bang! Bang!

The closed doors and windows of Elder Kang Xiong's residence were shaking constantly, and the dust was fluttering away.

It looked like someone inside was banging on the door and window.

The monk in yellow clothes was waiting outside the door, his dark eyes constantly moving, paying close attention to the movements around him. Once he found someone entering this private courtyard, he would

He will kick people out immediately.

Fortunately, Elder Kangxiong chose the right time every time.

No one came to disturb him at this time.

The doors and windows trembled violently for a while, then gradually calmed down.

The monk in yellow also breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat on the front steps.

While twisting my sore neck,

Suddenly, a woman's faint sobbing came from the door behind her.

This burst of sobs made his body stiffen,

Fortunately, the crying sound only lasted for a moment and disappeared without a trace.

The monk in yellow gradually relaxed his body, but he did not dare to sit at the door anymore. He stood up and stood on the side of the door.

There was a rustling sound in the room.

Subsequently,

The wooden door was opened,

The gap that was opened was so dark that nothing could be seen.

Only a ball of objects wrapped in shabby clothes was thrown out of the crack, and it rolled down the steps.

Maybe it's because the old clothes didn't wrap it tightly.

The mass rolled down the steps and spread out on the ground.

There are some unknown objects that appear to have the same color as human skin.

call!

A gust of wind suddenly blew,

It even blew open the wrinkled thing on the ground - it was actually a piece of female skin covered with thick and dry long hair, with only dark holes left on the facial features!

At this time, I don’t know if it was because the wind had wrinkled its dough.

Or is it due to the influence of other factors?

The woman's face, with only a few holes left in its skin, raised her lips and showed a smile to the monk in yellow!

The yellow-robed monk was caught by the smile on the woman’s face,

My scalp was numb with fear and my heart was pounding with fear!

The wind blew harder,

The human skin was directly blown into the air,

I am about to fly out of here in a daze!

Only then did the monk in yellow realize what he was doing. He quickly ran out and grabbed the woman's skin, which was about to fly away in the wind. He also grabbed the arm hanging down by the human skin.

He felt like he had caught a snake,

It feels so cold and creamy to the touch!

Not daring to think too much, the monk in yellow directly pulled the human skin over, rewrapped it into a ball, and wrapped it in shabby clothes.

Holding a head-sized ball in his arms, he ran into the woodshed in a few steps.

The monk stuffed the human skin into the jar and sealed the mud plug. Finally, he used iron tongs to pick up the red-hot crucible and poured the copper juice in it onto the edge of the mud plug.

Completely sealed the jar!

After doing this, he felt that his soul had returned to his body.

But at this moment,

The empty sound of "dang, dang, dang, dang" came from the jar again.

It looked like someone inside was tapping the jar lightly with his finger bones.

Low wailing sounds resounded from the altar.

The monk in yellow turned pale with fright. He moved the bundles of firewood behind the firewood stove and swept away the accumulated plant ash on the ground.

A small door appeared.

He carried the jar, got into the small door, and went down to the cellar.

The four walls here are crowded with jars.

At this time, the sound of "dang dang dang" came from all the jars.

It seemed like someone was knocking on the wall from inside the jar.

…

The medicinal soup in the barrel was boiling.

The yellow-robed monk served Su Wu and changed his clothes, then turned his head and glanced at the medicinal liquid in the barrel as if casually.

The dark red liquid was bubbling in the barrel,

For some reason, the monk always felt that the color of the medicine in the barrel had become a little lighter recently.

Could it be that Buddha is gradually able to absorb the medicinal power in it?

He turned back to look at Su Wu.

I used to be a thin and small Buddha,

I have been enjoying myself in Wuxiang Zunneng Temple for more than three months now.

He suddenly jumped up and was almost as tall as the short monk in yellow, but his frame didn't look as strong as the monk in yellow.

"Master Buddha, do you feel uncomfortable during the medicinal bath tonight?" The monk pretended to be concerned and asked Master Buddha.

Su Wu tied up her clothes and looked back at him.

He said without changing his expression: "I have to take medicinal baths like this every day, and it feels so uncomfortable every time.

I’m used to it!”

There was resentment in his tone,

The monk did not dare to ask any more questions, and also eliminated the doubts that had just arisen in his mind. He then smiled and comforted Su Wu and said: "Since the Buddha is unwilling to bear the pain of burning the body with this medicinal soup,

You should work harder to practice the various sutras.

Those sutras and mantras that unlock the secret cultivation and blessing mantras of the Dharma lineage are all entrusted in various canons..."

"I know, I know!" Su Wu nodded impatiently.

He sat back on the bed and kicked his legs.

The monk opened his mouth but said no more.

Elder Discipline has recently repeatedly told him to urge Buddhist disciples to practice various Buddhist scriptures and understand several of the secret unblocking mantras as soon as possible.

However, how could the Buddha listen to what he said in his current state?

This Buddhist disciple is afraid that he will be raised to death...

With thoughts swirling in his mind, the monk continued: "Tomorrow afternoon, the monks from the top of the Snow Mountain should arrive at the temple to examine the progress of the Buddhist scriptures.

Buddhas should take good care of themselves when the time comes.

If you are spotted by the monks at the top of the Snow Mountain, you will have the opportunity to go directly to the Snow Mountain to practice the supreme Dharma!"

Su Wu's heart moved slightly, but his face showed an increasingly impatient look. He pushed the monk and drove him out: "Go, go, go!"

"Leave now, I'll leave now..."

The monks retreated one after another,

Together with the other monks, he lifted the barrels.

Left Su Wu's residence.

Listening to the footsteps of several monks gradually disappearing,

Gradually disappear.

Su Wu murmured to himself: "Are monks and officials sent to the top of the Snow Mountain to take exams? Time flies so fast..."
To be continued...