Chapter 3493

"Could it be … your family's abbot doesn't have any hobbies?"

Xiao Hua can't help but interrupt Ming Shen's incessant rambling. Rather than listening to him talk about Great Zen Master Nirvana's hobbies, it's better to say that he's complaining, talking about his own bloody history.

"Flattery!!!"

Ming Shen answers without hesitation, "However, even if you flatter him, he still won't agree to help you!"

"Normal hobbies!

For example, Buddhist tools or Buddhist techniques? "

"No!"

Ming Shen shakes his head, but then he explains, "Of course, disciple doesn't cultivate Buddhist techniques, so I don't know if abbot likes these!

However, speaking of liking … "

Speaking to here, Ming Shen hesitates.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Hua suddenly becomes spirited and asks.

Ming Shen thinks for a moment and says in a low voice, "My family's abbot has a strange hobby, disciple only discovered it in recent years …"

"What strange hobby?"

"On the 85th day of the twelfth lunar month two years ago, disciple went out to look for wine, but unexpectedly got drunk and didn't return to Jinshan Temple in time.

At night, the water level of the Chen River rose greatly, disciple risked death to steal a small broken boat to cross the river.

But when the boat reached the center of the river, I suddenly saw the abbot sitting on a tall rock by the river.

At that time, disciple was scared out of his wits, kneeling on the small boat and kowtowing to admit his guilt.

However, disciple kowtowed who knows how many times and saw that the small boat drifted far away, but the abbot still didn't open his eyes or open his mouth.

Afterwards, disciple entered the temple in fear, but the abbot didn't seem to know about this matter and didn't mention it at all, nor did he punish disciple. "

Ming Shen says carefully, "So on the 85th day of the twelfth lunar month last year, disciple couldn't sleep at night, so I sneaked out and secretly took a look. Guess what?"

"What?" Xiao Hua's curiosity is piqued.

Ming Shen says with a mysterious face, "There is no moon on the 85th day of the twelfth lunar month. Disciple didn't know when the abbot sat on that tall rock again, as if he was asleep. Only when the morning sun shines on the abbot's body did the abbot disappear again!

As if he never appeared.

Don't you think it's strange? "

"This … can't be considered strange, right?" Xiao Hua doesn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"How can it not be strange?

If he doesn't have something in his heart, if he's not thinking about something … Who would stay awake the whole night and stare at the river in a daze?

Even to the point that disciple next to him? "

Ming Shen obviously wanted to say, "Which nun are you thinking about?" But looking at Xiao Hua's bald head, he didn't dare to say it.

"Thirtieth of the twelfth lunar month?" Xiao Hua raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Today should be the twenty-seventh of the twelfth lunar month, right?

There are only a few days!

Are you still planning to pe''s't

'''s''s, Master's's' '' '''s's's't's's, ''s's he's S.' ''t't' ''s

Xiao Hua pondered for a moment and understood. Back then, Great Zen Master Nirvana most likely entered silence around the thirtieth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the place where he entered silence was the tall rock beside the Chen River. However, for some unknown reason, he quickly escaped from silence. Afterwards, no matter what method Great Zen Master Nirvana used, he was unable to enter silence again. Therefore, he was brooding over this, and every year, he would spend a night there to comprehend the feeling of entering silence, right?

"'' '''t t '' '''t t ''

"Xiao Hua sighs in his heart and says," Little monk, it's best not to know too much about other people's' 'secrets.

'' Master may not notice if you peek once or twice, but if you're discovered by him three or four times, then even if you want to eat meat and drink wine, it'll be impossible!

'' Think about it, if I can find you hiding here, how can Master not know if you're peeking from the side? ''

'Ming Shen's' 'forehead immediately breaks out in cold sweat. He hurriedly nods and says, "Disciple understands, Disciple won't dare' 'anymore!"

'' Xiao Hua waves his hand and says, "Go, it's not early anymore. Although it's still raining, you need to return to the temple. Master's' mood isn't good today, don't provoke him! '

'Yes, Disciple will return now!'

'Ming Shen looks at the gloomy sky outside the cave and estimates the time.' 'He clasps his hands together and salutes before hurriedly leaving.

'' After Ming Shen left, Xiao Hua looks at the messy cave and the scattered bones on the ground. '' He doesn't want to stay any longer. '' He walks out of the cave and slowly walks along the river in the rain.

'' His mind is in a mess, but he can't sort it out.

'' Master Nirvana was so remorseful when he left the Nirvana Realm. '' It's clear that the Nirvana Realm is extremely precious to the Buddha. '' Jiang Liuer has already been in silence for a hundred years and still hasn't woken up. '' It's likely that the opportunity hasn't arrived. '' Even if I find someone to wake her up, it may not be the right choice. ''

'After walking for a while, Xiao Hua feels that he's really mentally tired.' 'He casually finds a place, sits down cross-legged, closes his eyes, and calms his heart in this torrential rain!' '

'Several days have passed since he started meditating.' 'When Xiao Hua opens his eyes again, the sky is even darker, the rain is even heavier, and the water in the river has also risen by a lot.

'' Xiao Hua raises his head and sighs, '' The will of heaven is hard to fathom, the wind and clouds change, who knows what tomorrow will be? '

'When Xiao Hua's gaze inadvertently sees a trace of white in the east, he suddenly remembers that today is the 85th of the twelfth lunar month!' '

'If it's as Ming Shen said, then Master Nirvana should be sitting on the tall rock beside the river again!' '

'Hehe, there's no harm in going and taking a look!

'Let's see if he has any sorrow in his heart!' '

'Although he advised Ming Shen not to go, Xiao Hua's curiosity was piqued. He steps and flies down the river while thinking to himself,' 'If I can grab hold of this so-called Great Zen Master's little tail, let's see if he still dares to not listen to me!' '

'After several days of heavy rain, the water in the Chen River has become very turbulent.' 'The inside of the river is very muddy.' 'Some upstream's sand, some branches, withered grass, and occasionally some thick logs and drowned livestock.' 'Xiao Hua guesses that the upstream of the Chen River was affected by the disaster and the livestock were washed into the river.' '

'Xiao Hua carefully flies down the river and stealthily releases his soul sense.' 'Sure enough, under the Golden Mountain Temple, a tall rock suddenly pops out. Master Nirvana is sitting on the rock.' '

'At this moment, Master Nirvana is really like Nirvana.' 'There's no sound and there's no Buddhist light around his body.' 'The torrential rain is more concentrated than water pouring down on his body.' 'His monk's robe is already wet.' 'His shiny bald head is covered in water. Even in the darkness before dawn, it can be seen clearly.' '

'Xiao Hua doesn't dare to get too close.' 'Xiao Hua's soul sense swept past Master Nirvana and then looked at other places.' 'He didn't see anything strange.' 'Not to mention the nun, there's not even a shadow of a person.' '

'Xiao Hua is a little disappointed.' 'He knows that he's gauging the heart of a gentleman with the yardstick of a villain.' 'Just as he's about to retreat, his soul sense swept across the lower reaches of the Chen River.' 'There's a floating corpse in the river.' '

'Xiao Hua is startled.' 'He hastily returns his soul sense.' 'After taking a look, he sighed again.' 'This floating corpse had already lost its vitality.' '

'Life is short!' '

'Xiao Hua turns around.' 'With his soul sense, he can't clearly see whether the floating corpse is male or female.' 'This Master Nirvana is really Nirvana.' 'He only thinks about how to be Nirvana and how to achieve fruition.' 'Even if there's a floating corpse in front of him, he doesn't know how to fish it up …' '

'Thinking of this, Xiao Hua's body suddenly quivers.' 'A light flashes in his mind!

'' Yes … 'That's right!' '

Xiao Hua's face was filled with wild joy. Immediately after, he looked at Great Zen Master Nirvana and then looked at the sky in the east. He didn't dare to be negligent. He pressed down on the cloud and waved his hand. From the Yin Yang Pond in the space, he took out a huge seven-colored lotus that he didn't know where he got it from. The moment the lotus entered the rain, it immediately emitted a seven-colored brilliance that blocked the rain outside the lotus!

"Namo Maitreya's Buddha … '' Xiao Hua chants." 'Disciple sincerely prays that this disciple can save Jiang Liuer's life!' '

'Saying this, Xiao Hua shakes his hand again.' 'Jiang Liuer, whose eyes are tightly closed, is also taken out by him and sent into the Seven Colored Lotus.' 'After some estimation, Xiao Hua pushes his hand, and the Seven Colored Lotus, along with Jiang Liuer, falls into the Chen River.' '

'Strange.' 'At first, Xiao Hua was still somewhat worried that the Seven Colored Lotus would sink into the water, or that Jiang Liuer would fall into the river.' '

'At that time, the space did not have Yin and Yang, so one's age can't be counted.' 'After the five elements stabilized, another hundred years have passed.' 'Jiang Liuer is still in Nirvana.' 'A hundred years have not left any traces on his body.' 'At this time, he still has the appearance of a child.' 'The Seven Colored Lotus' 'is more than enough to contain him.' 'It's steady like a small boat.' '

'Seeing the Seven Colored Lotus drifting several feet away, Xiao Hua is about to use the Devil Realm's Concealment Technique.' 'Suddenly, his heart jumps.' 'Not good, the Seven Colored Lotus is too dazzling!

'' With the old monk's temperament, how can he tolerate such a Buddhist treasure? ''

'Thinking of this, Xiao Hua hurriedly flew to the riverside, wanting to exchange it for something else.' 'However, the place's soul consciousness was paying attention to, on the tall rock, Great Zen Master Nirvana seems to have made a slight movement.' 'The horizon also revealed a trace of brilliance!' '

'Xiao Hua is very anxious.' 'He knows that this opportunity is fleeting.' 'With a wave of his hand, the Seven Colored Lotus' 'entered the space.' 'Jiang Liuer's' figure is in a hurry. '' Xiao Hua saw a broken wooden basin at the side. '' Without thinking, he sent it over and hurriedly hid himself in the void. ''

'Xiao Hua's figure had just disappeared when Great Zen Master Nirvana's eyes opened.' 'Coincidentally, the east is daybreak.' 'Thousands of brilliance flew past. "Amitabha …" Great Zen Master Nirvana chanted the name of Buddha.' 'His voice is filled with loneliness, regret, and helplessness …

'' Following Great Zen Master Nirvana's Buddha chants, the torrential rain actually lessened. '' The clouds above Jinshan Temple thinned visibly.

'' Eh? ''

'Great Zen Master Nirvana is facing Chen Jiang.' 'When he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Liuer sitting in the broken wooden basin with his hands together in Nirvana!

'' Great Zen Master Nirvana stares blankly, dumbstruck … '