"What happened again, Master?"

"You come and read it." He said softly, sounding very guilty.

Wu Sheng immediately realized that the fat monk in front of him might not know how to recite sutras at all. Thinking about his life in the mountains these days, he realized that it was not that they did not want to recite sutras, but that they simply did not know how to recite sutras.

How could Buddha allow such a monk to exist?!

"Okay, I'll read it and you can take a rest while you go."

After hearing this, Monk Kong walked to the side and sat down.

Wu Sheng sat beside the bed and chanted sutras softly. He recited the Prajna Heart Sutra, and he also knew this sutra.

After reciting it once, there was no reaction from the mother and son lying on the bed, so he recited it again. After reciting it a few times, his mind calmed down and he no longer thought about those messy things. The spiritual platform was pure and he focused on chanting sutras.

"Wake up, wake up." After an unknown number of times, his chanting was interrupted by exclamations from beside him.

Looking towards the bed, he saw that the comatose child had woken up, and the woman's eyes were much clearer. Wu Sheng felt it carefully and found that the coldness in both of them was no longer that heavy.

"This scripture is really useful." He thought to himself.

"The little monk has real abilities!" said an old man.

"Good, good, well done, Wu Sheng." Monk Kong said with a smile, taking the opportunity to refresh his sense of existence.

His apprentice took care of the matter without him taking action, which further showed his inscrutability. He also took the opportunity to tactfully mention that it was getting late and it was time to eat.

The vegetarian meal prepared for dinner was considered to be sumptuous, and the people in the village were very sensible and did not disturb the master and apprentice.

"Master, you can't even recite Buddhist scriptures. How can you be a monk? It's okay to be a fake monk in the mountains as long as you are pure. You have to go down the mountain to exorcise ghosts and subjugate demons. Why are you pretending to be stupid if you don't have the ability? Who gave you the courage? A surname

Liang's girl?" While eating, Wu Sheng became more and more angry, scolding the fat monk while eating.

"How do you know Wan'er?" Kong Kong showed a rare expression of surprise after hearing this.

"What bowl? I still have chopsticks!" Wu Sheng said after hearing this.

"Hey, that's not right! I remember you seemed to have recited the sutra before! Didn't you recite it randomly that time?" Wu Sheng said. He remembered that after burying the soldiers outside the abandoned village outside Jinhua City,

Monk Kong Kong once recited a scripture. At that time, he still had a decent appearance, like an eminent monk, which made him stunned for a while.

"No, no, no, master can recite sutras." Monk Kong Kong took a bite of steamed buns and said with a smile.

"Then why didn't you read it just now?"

"Didn't I leave you the chance to show off?" Kong Kong smiled.

"Ah! If you can't, you can't. Don't make a fool of yourself. Tell me the truth."

"I really know how to do it, but I don't know how to recite the Rebirth Mantra, which is meant to save the dead. I'm thinking that the two of them are not dead yet, so it's not appropriate to recite it." Kong Kong said.

"Hey, you still know it's inappropriate and you still want to save face. Tell me, what should I do after eating?"

"Go to the mourning hall."

"Why are you going to the mourning hall, looking for death!?" Wu Sheng threw away his chopsticks after hearing this.

"This time I look at him as a teacher, and I will save him as a teacher." said Kong Kong.

"Okay, I'm not ashamed of my words, don't overdo yourself." Wu Sheng said after hearing this.

He had thought about it, he would never go to the mourning hall at night, do whatever you want!

After dinner, he went to the room where the mother and son were, recited Buddhist sutras for them, and expelled the inexplicable cold power from their bodies. After reciting the sutras eighteen times, this

The mother and son looked much better, and the woman thanked him repeatedly, calling him "Senior Monk" one after another, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

It was getting late and late, so he went to lie down in the room prepared for him in the village, next to the house where the mourning hall was.

It was night, the moon was dark, the wind was high, and there was a strange noise. Wu Sheng himself tossed and turned in the room next to him and couldn't sleep. He was worried that when he went over tomorrow, he would find the fat monk lying on the floor and burping.

"No, I have to go over and take a look, I'm so damn mean!" Wu Sheng said.

He got up and left the room, and went to the courtyard next to the dead man. He opened the door and saw that the mourning hall was open. Before he entered the room, he heard the sound of chanting. Monk Kong was sitting cross-legged in front of the coffin and chanting softly.

The light in the room was very dark. There were two candles lit on both sides of the coffin. The light was swaying in the wind.

When he heard someone opening the door and coming in, Kong Kong stopped chanting sutras and looked back. When he saw it was Wu Sheng, he started to smile.

"Wu Sheng, I know you will come back as a teacher. You have great kindness in your heart."

"Such a darn thing, I'm worried about you getting yourself involved, okay, let's go quickly."

"Hey, I plan to recite the Rebirth Mantra ninety-nine and eighty-one times to save his soul and help him reach the bliss of the West as soon as possible." said Kong Kong.

"Nine-nine-eighty-one, we are searching for Buddhist scriptures in the West! There are still undead souls. Don't you believe in ghosts and gods? Besides, if there are really souls who have been dead for several days, I don't know where they have drifted away. Don't give me any more.

If you want to attract something special, let's go!" Wu Sheng said.

"Amitabha, my teacher has recited it thirty-six times. You have to start all over again for disturbing me. Please be patient. If you are really sleepy, go to sleep at the donor's house next door." said Kong Kong.

"Okay, you can live here and I'll go sleep next door. If you feel something is wrong, call me," Wu Sheng said.

"good."

As soon as I finished talking about the flowers, a gust of wind blew in from outside the house. The wind was dark and humid, and the candlelight was swaying.

"Master, do you feel something is wrong?" Wu Sheng trembled and said.

"Something's wrong, what's wrong?" Monk Kong looked confused.

"This wind is so cold."

"It's late at night, and the wind outside is naturally cold."

"The wind is a bit humid."

"Moisture? This teacher didn't feel it!" Kong Kong said.

Wu Sheng slowly turned around and looked outside. His heart skipped a beat when he saw a person standing at the edge of the gate.

"Master, there is a person standing there." Wu Sheng stretched out his hand and pointed outside.

"Where is there anyone?" Kong Kong looked in the direction he pointed, only to see a dark patch of darkness and nothing at all.

"There's someone standing by the gate, just walking in!" Wu Sheng pointed outside.

I could vaguely see a person, seven feet tall, walking quietly.

Monk Kong Kong stood up immediately after hearing this, then walked outside and came to the courtyard. He happened to pass by the figure who came in, but he didn't notice it at all. The man turned his head and glanced at Kong Kong,

He deliberately took a step to the side, and then continued walking towards the house.

"Is there no one?" Kong Kong had already arrived outside the gate and shouted towards the inside.
Chapter completed!