In the temple, the golden scorpion and the Bodhi ancestors did the table, and the table was another chessboard. The two were killing each other. On the chessboard side, twice the fragrant scent was floating with a faint scent, the scent of the tea. Very light, but the fragrance is so unique. See 1 wool 3 Chinese network

Outside the door, the boy cautiously ate the candied haws, but when he saw the toon on the table, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of water, as if he had seen the most precious food in the world.

"despair!"

Jin Zizi dropped a black scorpion, smiled and lifted the citron and took a sip.

"Senior brother, the tea here is really wonderful. Although it is not as good as the mother's maiden, the three thousand years of flowering peach and the ginseng of Zhenyuanzi can increase the spiritual connotation, but this taste is rare and rare."

When I heard the golden scorpion, the eyes of Bodhi’s closed eyes finally opened a trace.

"You are not in the Lingshan Buddhism, why come to our side of the mountain slope?"

"despair!"

Said, Bodhi dropped a white on the board.

Just after the white man fell, he directly slaughtered a big dragon of the golden scorpion. At this moment, the situation on the chessboard began to clear up...

Jin Zizi lost quickly.

However, the Bodhi ancestor took down his own big dragon. The golden scorpion did not look like an ordinary monk, but revealed a depressed look.

"Dharma? Whose Dharma? Buddha's?"

"Lingshan has nothing but Mahayana Buddhism?"

"I can't learn the Buddha's Dharma... I can't do that and say a set of Dharma... oh...just, I recently wanted to make a set of Dharma out..."

"despair!"

As a result, Jin Zizi once again fell, and stopped some of the offensives of Bodhi.

When he heard the golden scorpion, the Bodhi ancestors frowned. Look at ‘毛.线,中.文,网

For a long time, Bodhi sighed and said: "If you do this, they won't let you... even if you are a custard... forget it, that name can't be mentioned, he can feel it... in short, you do it. They can't let you... or the most unacceptable to you is him~."

"despair!"

White is falling!

Seeing the scene on the chessboard at this time, the face of the golden scorpion showed a bitter color.

At this time, his other big dragon was killed by the Bodhi ancestors, and although he was able to survive for a while, he could not live for up to three rounds.

"哎~"

Jin Zizi reluctantly took his eyes back from the chessboard, and the sunspot in his hand did not fall, but kept playing in his hands.

"I can't tolerate it. When I can, I can learn from you. You can't find a place to hide."

"No... not the same, if you do this, then you can't hide..."

The face of Jin Zizi was stagnant, and the smile that had been kept suddenly disappeared.

"Special mother..."

The words of the golden scorpion are like the ordinary folks of the time. The language is rough and incomparable. There is no such thing as a sorghum, and there is no Buddha!

Bodhi eyes look at the nose, nose and heart, as if I have not seen or heard everything that happened in front of me, or ... have been used to it?

"Senior brother... Do you say that Buddha is a bit too much?"

"The Buddha clearly said that the world lives and so on..."

"Then why are they high?"

"I clearly enjoy the incense of all beings, but for all beings..."

"Oh... anyway, their Dharma, I can't learn... I haven't been shameless to that point. The seven passions and the desires are human nature. Why do they want to annihilate them? They want to learn the saints and sacred three corpses? ”

"If it's true that you can really get rid of the seven emotions and the six desires, then they are not clean. Since there is no desire, why should you accept the incense... Why bother with the Taoist family, you will die... why?"

"Golden 蝉..."

Bodhi suddenly interrupted the golden scorpion.

"Some words, you better not to mention... I am good here... If you go out, no one can keep you!"

Jin Zizi snorted and said: "In short... Brother, I want to create my own law... I don't learn them, I can't learn them... I want to create a real Dharma!"

Just after Kim Jong-il said this, the room suddenly quieted down.

......

For a long time, the voice of Bodhi’s ancestors sounded again.

"Why are you here... You are his disciple, and you can naturally get preferential treatment for some things. If you do this... your robbery will arrive..."

"I know... but I can't do it at this time!"

Kim’s gaze suddenly became firm!

"I came here to talk to you this time... of course, you don't care about me... I don't want to involve you..."

"When I go back this time, I will find the true law that will free all beings!"

Looking at the serious expression on the face of Jin Zizi, Bodhidharma did not persuade, and knew that he could not persuade.

".. That's it... you... everything is careful."

After hearing the shackles of Bodhi, the golden scorpion smiled and the clean smile appeared again on his face.

"But... no mention... don't mention this, this time I have a thing to come here to ask my brother to solve."

"Tell it."

"Brothers... I heard a rumor some time ago. It is said that the son-in-law had left a prophecy before it disappeared... I don't know... is that prediction true?"

Upon hearing this, Bodhi suddenly opened his eyes and opened his eyes. The eyes that looked like stars were fixed on the golden scorpion.

Just as the eyes of Bodhi's eyes opened, a vast expanse of seemingly no margins suddenly filled the room.

Feeling the pressure, the golden scorpion eyes lit up, and the heart said: "Is this brother already reached this step... I am afraid it can match..."

......

"Who did you listen to?"

"Whoever said it doesn't matter... Brother, do you tell me if it is true?"

......

(Good Wang Hao)

For a long time, Bodhi closed his eyes again, and the momentum on his body disappeared, as if he had never seen it before.

Later, in the eyes of Kim Jong-il, Bodhidharma nodded.

"That... my brother, is the one that the goddess said is the monkey... After all, what kind of character is the son-in-law, I don’t think that her and others will not even calculate arithmetic, they will make one more Filling the stone, and the stone just gave birth to a life."

Days to fifty, Da Yan four nine, one of them!

When I heard the golden scorpion, Bodhi was silenced again.

Jinzizi is not annoyed, no longer ask, just wait quietly.

For a long time, Bodhi finally opened his mouth again.

"I can't see through it... maybe, maybe not."

......

When I heard the answer from Bodhi, the golden scorpion suddenly smiled, or the very clean smile. .