Prehistoric: My mythical Daluo was exposed by my sister Daji

Chapter 586 How can you have so many reasons?

After eating the vegetarian meal and putting away the dishes, stars were already visible in the sky.

After Tang Monk had eaten and drank enough, he just felt like yawning.

After traveling for so long and being frightened all the time, he finally found a safe place. Of course he wanted to sleep.

However, Yang Jian"kindly" took Tang Seng's hand and kept chatting with him.

He pretended not to see the fight between Tang Seng's eyelids, and kept chatting awkwardly with Tang Seng about everything from saving sentient beings to all kinds of trivial matters.

Tang Seng was so annoyed that Maipi wanted to say something, but he had to maintain the image of an eminent monk.

The pain in my heart is so painful that I can’t even mention it.

He never expected that this Zhenshan Taibao would actually be a talker.

Buddha, please save me quickly. I was not killed by the monster, but I am about to be trapped to death!

"Elder, I don’t understand something. Is it true that Buddhism can save the souls of the dead?" Yang Jian asked Tang Monk for advice with a sincere look.

"Yawn,"

Tang Monk yawned widely and said:

"Of course it's true."

He thought in his mind, if I yawned so loudly, the Taibao should be able to see it if he is not blind?

However, Yang Jian didn't seem to see it, and he asked again:

"Elder, I would like to ask, Buddhism values ​​compassion. If a very evil person wants to change his ways, can he start all over again?

Tang Monk:"……"

It seems that the Taibao is really blind. He can't even see such a big yawn!

He complained while replying:

"Although he has done bad things in the past, as long as he sincerely changes his ways, he will naturally be able to start over again,"

Yang Jian said doubtfully:

"He wants to start all over again, but what if those enemies whose families were destroyed by him want to seek revenge from him?"

Tang Monk:

"If he sincerely repented and others wanted to take revenge, he should naturally let others take revenge in order to resolve the grudge and repay the cause and effect."

"But he doesn't want to die? Yang Jian frowned.

Tang Seng said:"It means that he has not completely changed his ways.""

He couldn't help but think of Liu Hong, the enemy of his father's murder.

If you have a grudge, of course you have to avenge it!

Yang Jian said with admiration:

"The elder really has great wisdom, which makes me enlightened. Tang

Seng said excitedly:"Since the Taibao has solved the doubts in his heart, then the poor monk will……"

"By the way," Yang Jian suddenly remembered something. He asked Tang Monk curiously,"Why do monks shave their heads?"

Tang Seng was about to vomit blood!

How can you have so many reasons?

As a result, Yang Jian kept chatting with Tang Seng all night.

The audience in Chang'an City couldn't stand it any longer.

"This Liu Boqin is so good at talking!"

"That’s right, he’s just a chatterbox."

"Haha, I wanted to laugh when I saw Master Xuanzang’s desperate eyes."

"Hehe, three minutes of silence for Master Xuanzang"

"……"

After chatting all night, at dawn the next day, after breakfast, Yang Jian respectfully asked Monk Tang to recite sutras for his late father's salvation.

Tang Seng looked at Yang Jian's high energy and was about to collapse.

Why are you in such good spirits?

There was no other way, so Tang Seng had no choice but to wash his face with cold water, cheer up, burn incense for Yang Tianyou, chant sutras, and ring the wooden fish.

Because he hadn't slept for a long time, Tang Seng felt as if he was listening to a lullaby. He couldn't help but feel sleepier. His head kept nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

After a while, he fell asleep and the wooden fish in his hand fell to the ground.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, Tang Seng heard an angry shout and woke up from his dream.

"What's wrong, what's wrong, is the monster coming?"

Tang Monk was so frightened that he jumped up from the futon and looked around.

When he calmed down, he saw the Zhenshan Taibao looking at him with a dissatisfied look on his face.

"Elder, how can you sleep when you are trying to save your late father? What should the Buddha do if he sees that your sincerity prevents my late father from escaping from the sea of ​​suffering?"Yang Jian had a heartbroken expression.

"this……"

Tang Seng was immediately ashamed, and he quickly explained:

"The poor monk is really too sleepy, so I ask the eunuch for your forgiveness. Yang

Jian said sadly:

"It's a pity that my father's soul can't rest in peace, and the elders treated me perfunctorily when he was offering salvation."

As he said this, he was angry and sad and beat his chest with his small fists, looking extremely sad. Tang

Monk saw that Yang Jian was so sad that he couldn't help himself. He couldn't help but feel more and more ashamed.

He blushed and stood there, not knowing what to say.

Yang Jian held back his sadness and said to Tang Seng:

"Well, I don’t blame the elders anymore. It’s just because the elders were not sincere when they were saved. I don’t know if my father has escaped from the sea of ​​suffering. Therefore, the elders have to recite sutras for my dead father every day to make amends until my father comes to me in a dream. Give it to me to prove that he has escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, and then I can send the elder down the mountain."

Tang Monk looked confused:

"Well, the poor monk still has to go to the West to obtain the true scriptures, and the poor monk doesn’t know if your father can entrust you with dreams? Yang

Jian said:

"Didn’t the elder say last night that Buddhist scriptures can definitely save the souls of the dead? Therefore, as long as the Buddhist mantras and mantras are as effective as the elders said, they will definitely be able to help you dream. If the dream cannot be used, it means that the Dharma is useless, then why would the elder travel thousands of miles to obtain a useless scripture?"

""This," Tang Seng was speechless when asked, and he didn't know how to explain it.

Yang Jian urged:

"Elder, don't delay. Recite sutras quickly. Recite sutras early, so that my father can escape from suffering as soon as possible, and you can go to the West to obtain sutras as soon as possible."

Tang Monk had no choice but to continue knocking on wooden fish and reciting Buddhist scriptures.

But in his heart, he was extremely worried. What should he do if Yang Jian's father didn't ask for his dream?

"Do you think the father of Zhenshan Taibao can tell dreams?"

"This is a bit mysterious"

"I feel like the Zhenshan Taibao is trying to embarrass Master Xuanzang."

"But what Zhenshan Taibao said makes sense. If Buddhism is really useful, it should be easy to rely on dreams, right?"

"……

The people in Chang'an City were talking a lot.

Lingshan.

Tathagata took out a golden vase and said to Master Guanyin next to him:

"Just take Yang Tianyou's soul and hand it over to Yang Jian secretly. He is quite calculating. Guanyin said:

"In fact, this move will also help us spread Buddhism. If the people in Chang'an City see Jin Chanzi chanting sutras and successfully save the soul of Yang Jian's father, the world will definitely worship Buddhism and be devoutly convinced.

Tathagata nodded and said,"This is why I allowed Yang Jian to rip him off.""

Guanyin took the golden bottle and flew towards Shuangcha Ridge.

After arriving at Shuangcha Ridge, she did not come out to meet Yang Jian, but secretly released Yang Tianyou's soul, and then used a breeze to blow away Yang Tianyou's soul. It blew into the hall where sutras were chanted.