I briefly summarized the matter of Hat Village and reported the general situation to the bodhisattva.

After listening to it, the smile on his face did not diminish, but the bitterness in his eyes was even more obvious.

“The devil...they’re all in the magic.”

The bodhisattva said, his hands clasped, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Eating people is a grudge, but also eating the cause and effect of others debt, these villagers who have entered the devil ... do not know how much pain to suffer in hell to survive..." The bodhisattva sighed and shook his head: "As for those who were eaten by them, their souls also let the grievances occupy, if so let no matter how much, the world has more lone spirits and wild ghosts..."

“Do you want to be merciful and give them too much?”I tested to ask.

"That's all."The bodhisattva is unscrupulous.

At this time, the bodhisattva's face was full of compassion, as if he was pitying those who were treated as food, and he was like pitying the villagers who were demonic in the village of the hat.

I looked at him, only felt a little wondering, then asked: "Fat seniors, when you just started with Miao seniors, the expression on your face is a little scary, then you are really angry?" 」

“I’m not angry, how can I move?”The bodhisattva smiled at me, "That's a way of practicing me."

“The law?”I stand.

“The Fa I have practiced is called Xi Zen, O little benefic, don’t look at me like this...”

The bodhisattva should know what I am thinking, busy explanation: "This is two concepts with joy Zen, you must not be confused!" 」

After entering the line, my grandfather also introduced me to several sects of Buddhism.

Among them, the most interesting to me, and the most surprised to me, is the Tantra's joy Zen, which is "desiring desire."

As soon as the bodhisattva told me about Zen, I immediately thought of this, because I had only heard of this...

“What is Zen?”I asked curiously.

“To live together with joy, to be inclusive, to be mindful, to be enlightened, to understand the thirty-two-phase eighty kinds of good.”

The bodhisattva said with a smile: "happy and compatible with people, evil and deter people, I used to be the anger of Zen..."

“In this five evil worlds, demons have great power, people have great nausea, compassion and kindness, and people who are happy and compatible, and sometimes they may not be able to measure...” The bodhisattva smiled and explained to me: “Only by showing the wrath of Buddha Bodhisattva can weave the demonic evil, first shock and re-rein it, which is also a kind of great mercy.”

Listening to him so much, I also seem to understand the non-understanding nodded, tentatively asked: "Is the essence of this Fa, and our folk say a slap to a sweet jujube?"

The bodhisattva thought about it, but did not think that my metaphor was tacked and smiled at my thighs: “Yes!The little giver!You seem to be very smart too!If you follow me, then...”

"I can't cultivate a Buddha like me, and if I dare to leave the house, my grandfather would have to kill me."I laughed.

“Who says home to cultivate?”The bodhisattva looked at me, his hands folded, and said, "There is a Buddha in the heart, naturally to the Buddha, with compassion as the bodhist, walking the bodhisattva road, naturally can prove the Buddha's heart, little benevolence, as long as you follow me to read Amitabha Buddha, you can also become a person in the Buddha."

I laughed twice, didn’t say anything, I just thought this fat monk was joking.

“Fat seniors, how are you going to overdo those souls?”I asked.

“Let’s go over here.”The bodhisattva stood up and looked to the left and right, as if he was satisfied with this geographical location: "According to the Taoist family, this is a place of gas, and it is bound to be more than half-hearted here."

At this, I was surprised to say that this fat monk was very learned, and even the Taoist things had researched.

“You can see the ghosts, right?”The bodhisattva asked me.

I was busy noding my head and said yes.

“Can you see those lonely souls?”The bodhisattva asked me again.

I did not answer, raised my head, and looked very seriously to the village.

Now let alone the soul, even the evil ghosts who have become the villagers of Hat Village cannot be seen.

“They seem to be scared, so they have to bring them first.”

The bodhisattva said, crouching down and drawing directly on the mud with his fingers.

He painted not a spell, but a Buddha's sitting image, and the painting was very rough, the details were basically not, there was only one general outline.

When he had finished painting the statue, wiped his sweat, and ran into the woods, and picked up four dead branches with thick thumbs.

“You’re going to fight, aren’t you?Need some help?”

"No, you'll rest, it'll be over soon."

The bodhisattva said as he put the dead branches into the earth, surrounded by the Buddha statue, and inserted one in each southeast and northwest.

After this, he sat cross-leggedly behind the Buddha statue, took down the rosary on his wrist, slowly closed his eyes, and whispered the scriptures.

This thought is ten minutes, never stopped from beginning to end, or in Sanskrit, listening to the same as listening to the book, almost did not read me to sleep.

“Hush...”

With a sound of evil, I hurried to open my eyes and look into the village.

The evil sound is equal to the signal bomb, most of them will appear when they are infested, and now it is difficult to be the lone ghost in the village who has been attracted?!

But strangely, I looked to the left and right to look around, still did not see the traces of the lonely ghosts.

“Ghosts... the evil spirits are out... they haven’t shown up yet...” I couldn’t help mumbling.

At this time, the Buddha statue drawn by the popular bodhisattva suddenly gushed a wispy black mist, and looked at it with the fist of the stuns on the body.

These black mists are first invisible, slowly rising, gathering into groups, and finally turning into fog people, standing on top of the Buddha statue.

It did not squeak, and there was no other movement, so he stood still, as if he were listening to a bodhisattva.

After two or three minutes, it raised its feet and began to walk to the village.

“Is this a super-soul?”I did not dare to speak out, for fear of disturbing the bodhisattva cast, only to look at all this carefully: "This fogman will not be the evil spirit of the village ... look a little like it..."

The fogman walked slowly, and soon disappeared from our sight.

It disappeared, and it disappeared for twenty minutes.

In this process, the bodhisattva did not open his eyes, did not stop chanting, still constantly moving the rosary, chanting the Sanskrit...

When it came back again, it was no longer a man, unlike when it started... behind it was closely followed by the hundreds of people!

"Is it to catch those lonely souls?"I couldn't believe it, looking at the scene, only to feel a little incredible.

Every French school has a different way, but I have never heard of such an art!

“It has been.”

The bodhisattva opened his mouth coldly, opened his eyes, and looked at the mist man.

“Fuck, you’re so hard on this job!”I felt from my heart: “This situation is also unique to the Buddha family?”Is the mist coming out of the air?”

The bodhisattva smiled, his hands folded, his head did not recite it again, and did not give me the answer.

In other words, he had given me the answer, but I didn’t understand it at the time.

“I am in the five evil worlds... inculcating as a strong sentient being...intimidating the heart...returning to evil... 11 and two... still evil habits are still...”

“I am also divided into hundreds of billions... widely convenient ... or favorable roots ... to smell and believe... or have good results... to persuade achievements ... or to have a dark and blunt ... long-term return... or have a heavy career ... not to worship ... if it is waiting for all kinds of sentient beings ... different kinds of differences ... detachment...”

“Or the present man ... or the present woman ... or the current dragon... or the current ghost body ... or the current mountain forest plain ... Heichiquanjing ... and the people ... all out ... and in order to deflection ... not only Buddha ... ... alone before it...”

“You Guanwu is exhausted and hard... as if it were difficult to become hard to strengthen the suffering beings...”