My Weird Life

"Later, I will try to see what kind of thoughts you Hutuktu had in your minds that caused him to be in such a situation." Su Wu said aloud, "The situation is weird now, we may have fallen behind. Into the fierce attack without knowing it.

  Ordinary people who are not masters of treachery come to me.

  I will pass on a ray of torch for you first, in order to save your life. "

  Many monks around hesitated to speak.

  The Hutuktus of their respective Dharma temples are also in a bad situation like that 'Regaba'.

  But Su Wu had already responded, and they could only suppress their inner anxiety temporarily.

   Hum!

  As Su Wu's words fell, clusters of bright white flames suddenly flew up all over his body.

  He was bathed in the light of the fire, his deep eyes first looked at Wang Ping'an, his hands formed a heart lamp mark, and he said, "The fire lasts forever!"

   A ray of fire suddenly lit above Wang Ping'an's head!

   Each torch started with Wang Ping'an, and was ignited successively above the heads of many ordinary police officers!

  In the bright and clean compartment,

  There are bright flames swaying above the heads of many ordinary police officers!

  The flame exudes a warm sense of security, which makes people want to get closer.

  The monks who master the tricks themselves also have the feeling of wanting to get close to the **** of firewood, but because of the fierceness contained in their bodies, they instinctively resist the firewood and stand in place, bowing their heads and chanting scriptures.

  The blazing light surged in the carriage, instantly driving away the slightest chill in everyone's hearts due to the strange invasion.

The flames all over Su Wu's body were exhausted. He looked at the many police officers surrounding him and said, "You are all the captains and team leaders of the special countermeasures police teams. The torch I will pass on to you, You can pass it on to all the police officers in your ranks.

  The police officers under your command can also pass on the salary he inherited to their respective family members, relatives and friends.

  Be aware, although you are sheltered by the fire, do not do evil.

  —The fire that passed down from the Yin Ximai in the past, no matter what the Kitchen God disciples do with the fire, the Yin Ximai cannot restrain it.

  But from now on, self-cultivation begins with the body of the fire god. Any generation who inherits the fire of the yin and joy meridian, once he tries to use the fire to infringe and oppress others, he will be burned, and the fire will be extinguished and people will die!

  If you don’t believe me, you can try one or two by yourself.

  Verify what I say is true! "

  Su Wu's voice fell to the ground, and many leaders nodded repeatedly.

In fact, there is no need for him to say much, after everyone connected the torch, they immediately felt a feeling of "going up three feet, there is a god", as if in the dark, there was a fire dragon entrenched in the void, and his bright eyes were staring at him. Own.

  Once he does something evil, the fire dragon will immediately take off the firewood on his head, together with his own soul!

   "Between the hands of the heart lamp seal, one can summon the fire within the body.

   Disperse the heart lamp seal, and the fire will be collected in the body.

  —This is just the initial use of Xinhuo. If you want to know about the advanced use of Xinhuo, or even practice the Kitchen God Method, you can submit your resume to the Taoist Personnel Department. "Su Wu and everyone briefly introduced the method of using the firewood, and then turned to look at the monks who bowed their heads and chanted.

  These monks are not all trick masters.

  But due to the shackles of sectarian precepts, they cannot and dare not stand up under the attention of others to lead a ray of fire for themselves.

  Especially some monks among them are also Hutuktu of various temples.

"You, you, and you!" Su Wu's eyes paused for a while on the faces of several young monks in the crowd. He called the monks he had seen, but he never pointed his finger at each other, but those young monks had their own lives. In response, they all looked at him.

  Among the seven or eight young monks, there are ugly monks and male and female monks from the "Junlun Fa Temple".

  Su Wu looked at these young monks who didn't know why, and said: "Before you entered the Buddhist temple, you were also children born to your parents, and you were regarded as treasures like the moon and golden beads by your relatives.

   You don’t need to pay too much attention to the precepts of the Buddhist temple. Your lives are more precious than the precepts and Dharma gates.

  Alive is the most important thing.

   All of you come here,

  I come to pass on the torch for you.

  If you continue my torch and the Dharma temple wants to expel you, I will build a Dharma temple for you and teach you Tantric Dharma. "

The eight monks he pointed out seemed to be 13, 16, 16, or 17 years old, and they were still ignorant teenagers. These people were either because of their parents' admiration for the Mizangyu Temple, or because of some kind of vanity. Thoughts, worship in the temples of various dharmas, and practice with many masters and monks. In fact, they themselves do not understand the true meaning of Buddhism, nor do they know where the goal of their practice is.

  Those big monks and Hutuktus had eaten, seen, and enjoyed it, and they died under the attack of Li Gui, and Su Wu would not feel sorry for them.

  But for such a young man, for the future vision and career map of those great monks and Hutuktus, it is not worthwhile to sacrifice his life and let his parents in his family cry blindly and bleed.

   So Su Wu ordered the eight monks.

  There is a convincing power in his words.

Several young monks in the crowd looked left and right, looked at the stern-faced Master of the Trickster next to them, and then at Hutuktu with an unnatural expression, they all walked out of the crowd with their heads down, and turned to Su Wu. Bow and salute.

  Only the two young monks from the Zhuanlun Temple dawdled for a while before walking out from the crowd.

  The two of them made eye contact with Pubu Qunpei, the "Geshe" from the Zhuanlun Temple for a while in the crowd.

  The male and female monks looked quiet, staring at Su Wu quietly with their dark eyes.

  The ugly monk also raised his head, glanced at Su Wu, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

  The behavior of these two monks is quite different from that of ordinary young monks.

  —Both are not male, but female.

  Su Wu has already seen this.

  He didn’t know if the Zhuanlun Dharma Temple could not be restrained by men and women. Dharma sects were passed down. After an unknown number of years, there are still a small number of Dharma temples that allow women to practice Tantric Dharma in the esoteric realm that has gradually escaped from ignorance and blood.

   So seeing two young monks disguised as men, Su Wu was quite touched.

  The two young monks reminded him of some old people.

  He quietly passed on the torch to the eight monks, and asked them their names one by one.

   "What's your name?" Su Wu looked at the ugly monk who lowered his head and was always prone to tears for some reason.

  The ugly monk was silent for a while, then replied softly: "The disciple's name is Danjia, and he doesn't have an official Dharma name yet."

   "...Danjia." Su Wu was in a daze for a while.

   "Yes." The ugly monk bowed and folded his hands together.

  The male and female monks next to 'him' followed suit and saluted Su Wu: "The disciple's name is Zhedan. Like Danjia, he has no official name yet."

   "I see." Su Wu nodded, and couldn't help but glance at Dan Jia again.

   Deja vu names, deja vu women disguised as men.

   It's just the face of this monk, without any trace of disguise.

  She is Danjia, not Danjia after all.

  Zhedan's name is very common in the Secret Tibetan Region, and it doesn't attract much attention. After Su Wu wrote down the names of several people, he asked them to go back to the crowd.

  The two monks Danjia and Zhedan returned to the crowd, not far from Pubu Qunpei.

  Zhedan asked Danjia: "Why do you look so frightened that you want to cry when you see that man?"

   "It's not that I'm afraid." Danjia shook his head, "It's because I feel that the current situation seems to have happened to me before, and I have experienced similar things.

  It's like something precious, after longing for it for a long time, it is finally lost and found again. "

"I don't have the feeling you said." Zhedan shook her head, and stretched her neck to look at Su Wu in the crowd. After a while, she turned her head and said to Danjia, "But I think that the The voice that keeps appearing in our dreams, the goal that we must pursue—should be this person.”

   "Is that him?" Danjia's eyes flickered.

   "Before the full moon, after the moon rises.

  White umbrella mother, iron long dragon.

   Blow Zhong Wu, lotus crown. Zhedan's lips moved, and he said some irrelevant words softly, "When people are thinking, they go straight to the netherworld.

  In Tathagata Tibet, light is everywhere.

  In Tathagata Tibet, light is everywhere. "

  Dan Jia listened to Zhedan's seemingly meaningless words, and his expression became tense: "Then shall we tell him this now?"

   Zhedan turned his head and looked out the car window.

  She shook her head: "The moon is just rising now.

  Before the full moon of September and fifteenth, after the moon rises, is the right time to tell him these things. "

"good."

The low-pitched conversation between the two monks disguised as men in the crowd did not catch a single trace of Su Wu's ears—with his extremely keen 'mind', he didn't need to pay attention to anything, and his mind could comprehend ordinary people's feelings. When a person talks, the effective information revealed in the words is extracted and sent into his thinking.

  But he didn't notice the words of the two monks at all, which is also a strange thing.

He glanced at the many trick master monks who were gradually showing signs of impatience, and then focused his gaze on the face of Hutuktu'Regaba' in Reroll Temple, who twisted his head vigorously and stared out of the car window .

  If it wasn't for the shadow snake holding Rebaba's neck in place, he would have broken his neck and died like Tsering Danba!

   "Let me see what kind of thought Reyaba has in his mind.

   In the meantime, other monks who fell in their hearts—

  Heard the mantra: Hum! "

  Su Wu burst out a mantra from the tip of his tongue, and the menacing energy released from the brow chakra gathered at the back of his head to form the top chakra!

   During crown wheel rotation,

  Colorless light shines on the hearts of all present!

  Those monks who tried to twist their necks and looked out of the car window were instantly burned away by the light to clean up the weird thoughts in their minds, and they all turned back from the state of obsession!

   Only Hot Roll Bahutuktu still kept twisting his neck and looking out the window obsessively.

  The monks who control the tricks in Reya Temple saw that many other monks started to turn their necks back, looking around blankly, and the expressions of the monks who controlled the tricks suddenly became ugly.