Daoming!

Bai Qiye finally revealed the name of the person we were looking for on this trip.

I just thought it sounded extremely familiar. I kept muttering the word "Daoming", and gradually I thought of a certain person.

"Could it be that this person who has friendship with my family is the Dao Ming who wants to find Manjushri Bodhisattva's residence?"

I looked up and looked at the four words "Ksitigarbha Palace" hanging high above the ground, and immediately confirmed my idea.

This Daoming should be a monk in the Later Zhou Dynasty. He worked diligently in meditation and searched for the residence of Manjushri Bodhisattva. During this period, many dream-like stories happened. These stories were even written into Buddhist scriptures. Everyone who practices Buddhism

As we all know, to ordinary people, this Dao Ming may sound very strange, but to Buddhist practitioners, his name is almost a beacon of light on the path of practice. He practiced throughout his life, and after his death, he became a disciple of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

's protector.

However, the Later Zhou Dynasty was already the era after Wuhu Luanhua. At that time, the last Heavenly Official had died, and the Wei family was at the end of its rope. There were no more Heavenly Officials, but I don’t know how they got involved with Master Daoming.

What is more interesting is that the place where Master Daoming practiced practice during his lifetime was the Posu Temple in Wutai Mountain. This place is within the territory of XZ. My hometown is also a relatively remote county under the jurisdiction of XZ. I have lived there for generations. The two places are far apart.

It’s not that far away. Could it be said that the one who is related to Master Daoming happens to be our branch?!

"Duh!!"

Just when my soul was wandering for nine days, a roaring sound rang in my ears. My soul had entered the underworld, and it was shaken by this demon-conquering sound that obviously carried magic. When I woke up, I saw Mr. Bai Qi.

There was already a conflict with the two Arhats in front of the hall.

At this time, Mr. Bai Qi had long lost his approachable appearance in front of me. I don’t know when he had a mourning stick in his hand. A pair of people who originally looked a little funny had their eyebrows raised and their faces were ferocious and scarlet.

His tongue was rippling back and forth on his chest, and the wind was howling, which was indescribably terrifying.

Opposite him, two naked Arhats also glared at each other. Although they were just two dead monks who had entered the underworld to seek employment, their moral conduct was not even a little worse than that of Master Qi, but in front of their own house, they were not afraid of Seventh Master at all.

Damn it.

Needless to say, it must have been the howling of the Seventh Master when he got out of the car that angered the two Arhats. In addition, the two parties had never dealt with each other. They just thought that the Seventh Master was here to cause trouble, so they started to fight.

Seeing the two sides facing each other tit for tat, a fierce battle was inevitable. As for the horse... it had already wisely hid aside. I had to bite the bullet and get close to Bai Qiye, lowering my voice and whispering: "Qiye, Qiye, Qiye,

We are not here to seek revenge. This is someone else’s territory. If we fight, we will suffer!”

Master Qi suddenly woke up with a start, his Yin Qi retreated, and he stopped tit-for-tat.

Master Qi restrained himself, but the two ghost monks refused to give up. One of them teased: "Bai Lao Qi, why did you come to our place again? Did you heal the scar and forget about the pain? Last time you and Hei Lao Ba ran for their lives.

You ran away and lost your hat. You lost your shoes when you ran away. We kept them for you. Do you want me to take them out and help you recall the beating you received last time?!"

"That's unreasonable! If you hadn't summoned all the evil ghosts to besiege us, do you think you could have gotten something cheaper?"

Bai Qiye was furious on the spot.

Seeing that something was not going well, I stepped in front of Mr. Bai Qi, smiled and clasped his fists, and said, "Don't worry, you two arhats, Mr. Qi is not here to cause trouble this time, he is here to introduce the boy..."

Before I finished speaking, the ghost monk reached out to pluck my palm. I staggered, then my feet sank and I stood still.

"Little doll, step aside!"

The ghost monk shouted: "This is between us and Bai Laoqi, it has nothing to do with you."

The smile on my face gradually disappeared, and I said softly: "You have good eyesight, you should be able to see that I am still a living soul, right?"

The ghost monk said impatiently: "So what?"

I looked at him and asked: "A living soul, holding a five-party document and going to the underworld, do you dare to become a living soul like me in the underworld?"

The ghost monk's expression froze.

"It seems you don't dare, right? But when you get to the underworld, I dare to beat you to pieces. Do you believe it or not?"

After saying that, I stepped aside and made a "please" gesture: "This is your territory. I can't afford to offend you. Isn't it okay if I give in? If you don't let me do things, is it okay if I don't do it? You

Even if you come, Master Qi and I will have to run away again at worst, but you'd better not come to the underworld to do business in the future. The road in the underworld is not easy to walk, and there is a high probability that you will not be able to come back."

The two ghost monks looked at each other, losing their previous arrogance for a while.

Today I have experienced what it means to be easy to see the King of Hell and difficult to deal with. The Arhat status of these two ghost monks is not worthy of the name. It is just a title, but it is not the Arhat status of the Eight Sutras. It is like a Buddhist master.

They are already above the heavenly masters. It is impossible to come to the underworld. When they come, they can sit down and talk with Fengdu. How can they guard the gate here? These two people were not very good in the realm. They dare to come to the earth and beat them.

It's not much worse than crushing a ghost to death.

For a while, the two sides fell into a stalemate.

"Chi Zha, stand down!"

An old voice suddenly came from the main hall.

Chi Zha, it must be the two ghost monks in front of me. After hearing this, the two glared at me fiercely, and finally retreated to the left and right sides.

Not long after, an old monk slowly walked out of the temple. He was wearing simple monk robes, and his beard almost reached his chest. The most eye-catching thing was his pair of long eyebrows, which almost dropped to his chin. He looked kind-hearted.

"Why are you so angry? You two have violated the precepts."

The old monk first glanced at the two ghost monks, then turned to me and Mr. Bai Qi, clasping his palms together and saying, "Amitabha, donor Bai, you are well."

Immediately, he clasped his palms towards me and said, "Amitabha, little donor, why are you here?"

Bai Qiye teased: "Daoming, are you stupid because of your Zen practice? Isn't this your benefactor who you miss so much? You keep saying you want to find them, but now they are standing in front of you, but you don't recognize them?"

It turns out that this is Master Daoming!

I quickly put my palms together and said, "Young Wei Jingzhe, I have met Master Daoming."

"Wei Jingzhe... after our benefactor... hiss!"

The old monk hurriedly raised his eyes to look at me. After a moment, he closed his eyes again, as if he was sensing something. When he opened his eyes, excitement appeared on Gujing Mubo's face, and in a flash, he appeared in front of me.

In front of me, he grabbed my wrist and said: "The facial features... are so similar to my benefactor. It's unmistakable. It's unmistakable. You are the direct descendant of my benefactor. It's unmistakable that you have such blood!"

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Chapter completed!