MTL - For a Prosperous World-Chapter 474 : The butcher knife

The mountain forest was dark at night, and Gu Nan was sitting by the road, eating the two and a half buns given to her by the monk. The buns had long lost their original fluff, and they became cold and hard after taking a bite. Spread like stone powder.

This is definitely not a delicious meal, but Gu Nan still eats fast. She has been hungry for some time. Although she is hungry, she feels hungry.

Probably it was Gu Nan who ate something. This monk named Xuan Zang also felt a bit hungry, so he sat on the side of the road together, holding the half of the **** he left, and opened one into his mouth. Chewing.

Chewing on the minced glutinous gluten in his mouth, Gu Nan thought about the name Xuan Zong. He seemed to have heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember who it was. He thought about it. It might be a historical person with a name.

If she would think about it in the past, but now, she did not think about it, after all, she is already a person in history.

Did not go to see the monk, Gu Nan asked while eating.

"Monk, where are you going?"

This place is remote. If you go further, you will be out of the Central Plains. It is in the old forest of the mountains. Few pedestrians can be seen on such a road.

Xuanzang listened to Gu Nan's question, and swallowed some of the steamed buns, which turned out to be difficult to swallow. He turned his head and looked in a direction, saying.

"west."

"Going west?" Gu Nan was slightly surprised, and going west was the way to go out, she asked casually.

"What are you going to do west?"

Xuanzang thought for a while, or for a while, then slowly said, "Go ask the Buddha."

"Buddha?" Gu Nan read the word again and shook his head: "Xuanzhi and Xuan things."

She doesn't believe this, and even if there is a Buddha in this world, the two of them should not be too close from their age.

This remark can be regarded as a bit disrespectful to the Buddhist monks, Gu Nan originally thought that this Xuanzang monk would say something about himself.

Who knew that Xuanzang just said, "Summer."

Then smiled and said, "The female donor is right, this Buddha is indeed a mysterious thing."

There are many places where the two doors of Buddhism and Taoism are connected, and there is a sentence in the door of the Tao called Xuanzhiyouxuan, the gate of all mysteries.

What is the mystery of mystery? Where is the gate of the gates of all wonders?

The Buddhism and Taoism are pursuing these, and they are not demanding.

Gu Nan said that the words Xuanzhi and Xuanzhi are exactly what they asked for at the Buddhist gate, and they also just said what Xuan Zang asked.

He just didn't understand what the mystery was, so he went west.

When the two had finished eating, Xuan Zang bowed farewell to Gu Nan.

But Gu Nan said to him, "The way out of customs is not easy. I ate your two and a half buns, or I will **** you out of customs and treat you as a favor."

Xuanzang first looked for a moment, then returned to God, and Wen Nan rejected Gu Nan.

"It's a long way to go to the west, and there are many obstacles. Xuan Zang is better off by himself, so I don't bother the donor."

"Do you believe me?"

Gu Nan was also able to guess Xuan Zang's thoughts. This picture of himself does not look like someone who can **** others.

After looking around, Gu Nan helped his bucket bucket and raised his head.

Then in front of Xuan Zang's eyes, he jumped up and flew into the treetop like Qinghong. Tap your toes and stand on the tip of a leaf on a branch.

She stood straight on a leaf, but the leaves did not bend at all, but still moved slightly with the wind, making a rustling noise.

Even Xuan Zang's unpredictable state of mind, seeing the scene in front of him, was stunned.

The next moment, Gu Nan jumped down from the tree, looking like a piece of hair, slowly falling, standing in front of Xuan Zang between the mountain roads.

"Now you trust me?" Gu Nan asked.

But Xuanzang still looked at her dumbly, he couldn't understand what was happening, and he had never seen anyone who could walk in the air.

It took him a long time to come up with an explanation that he could understand, and looked at Gu Nan seriously and asked.

"Door, are you from the Bodhisattva to help Xuanzang?"

After a moment of silence, Gu Nan sighed, picked up Wuge on the waist, and tapped Xuan Zang's forehead.

"Snapped!"

With a muffled sound, Xuanzang took a step back and covered his red forehead, and asked inexplicably, "Donator, why did you hit me?"

Gu Nan rolled her eyes: "I thought you were stupid after reading the scriptures, and I wanted to see if I could wake you up."

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Gu Nan accompanied Xuanzang to the road, and the scepter in his hand was rattling all the way. Gu Nan felt a bit disturbing, but Xuanzang said that it was used to alert himself and to listen sincerely. Perhaps Gu Nanfo's heart was not enough to listen.

It was getting late. When they came down the mountain, it was already starry sky, and they couldn't catch the road at night, so they could only sleep overnight under the mountain.

When looking for a branch to light, Xuan Zang encountered a python, which was indeed called a python in terms of body type. As for the python that Gu Nan had seen in recent years, this one was considered to be particularly large.

Several people's long bodies were entangled in the tree, the thick waist of the bucket moved slowly, and a pair of pale yellow snake pupils stared at Xuanzhang sternly.

Xuanzang took a step back, and the python had already swooped up, but when the big body moved, it was too fast for people to react. Almost pulled into a black line, hurried across the air, opened his mouth to Xuan Zang, exposed sharp teeth.

"Oh!" A sharp white light passed through the sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh.

A few drops of blood splattered on the corner of Xuan Zang's clothes, and the python's body paused. The huge snake's head landed on the ground, and it was broken cleanly. After half a breath, with a deep sound, the python's body fell off the tree.

Gu Nan flicked Wuge in his hand, retracted it into the scabbard, and glanced at Xuan Zang.

"Are you OK."

But Xuanzang was surprisingly calm, as if it was not him who had just experienced life and death. He just looked at the python, bowed his head, and whispered in front of himself.

"Good."

Shan Zhe means good to ordinary people, but in the monk's mouth, it means to redeem sin after sin. Gu Nan knows that she also had monks in her old friends, and often talked to her about some of the Dharma.

At night, the two sat by the fire, and Xuan Zang looked at Gu Nan thoughtfully.

Gu Nan was uncomfortable, so he asked, "What do you always watch me do?"

Xuanzang then said, "I saw the donor kill the serpent today, and he started sharply, but the donor often kills?"

After listening to his words, Gu Nan turned his head, looked at the bonfire in front of him, and threw a piece of wood into the bonfire, and said.

"Yeah, I have killed many lives, and even many people."

Ordinary people have heard that people around them have killed many people. I am afraid they will be wary, keep a distance, and try not to contact this person.

However, Xuanzang just nodded his head ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ still whispered softly: "Summer, did the donor ever want to put down the butcher knife?"

Gu Nan smiled, probably all the monks were similar, and always liked to persuade others. The monk she knew then liked to persuade her.

Facing the bonfire, instead of answering Xuan Zang's question, she looked at Xuan Zang and asked a word.

"You Buddhists always say to put down the butcher knife. Monk, I ask you, if I put down the butcher knife and get rid of it, what will I do to the person who killed it?

Xuanzang thought for a while, thinking with a bitter smile.

"Donor, let me think again."

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