monk on the mountain tiger on the mountain

"Deqing, get up."

Hearing the sound, Deqing's gaze slowly shifted from the pair of cloth shoes in front of him to the face of a tall man. The man's face was sharp and angular, as if he had passed his thirties.

In fact, this man is not particularly tall, but Deqing is kneeling now, and he is only six or seven years old.

"Master..."

The child looked aggrieved, and his pouty mouth was pursed.Tears in the eyes began to gurgle.

The man sighed and helped the child stand up with both hands.

"Don't sneak down the mountain again in the future," the man wiped away the child's unshed tears, paused, and his voice became softer, "Since they sent you to shave your hair, why should you go back?" Woolen cloth?"

Hearing this, the child looked at the man, then lowered his head again, tears of grievance bursting down a bank.

The man took the child into his arms, patted the child's back continuously and reassuringly, but didn't say a word.

The child didn't care if it was the master or whoever it was, as it tightly grasped the man's clothes with both hands, and let out a heart-piercing whimper, wiping all the tears and snot on the man's clothes.At worst, he would be punished again, and the physical harm would be far less than the psychological harm.

After a while, the child seemed to be tired from crying, or was thinking about it. The tears stopped, but he was still sobbing.

The man let go of the child, took his little hand and walked towards the meditation room.

"Sleep with me tonight." The man's voice was still gentle.

The child didn't speak, and let the man lead him away.

When he came to the meditation room, the man washed his face, asked him to change into a clean undershirt, and went to bed.

The man took off his clothes, only to find that the clothes were stained with a child's tears and a puddle of viscous liquid, um, it should be snot.The man smiled helplessly, and put the clothes into a basin for washing tomorrow.After washing, he lay down beside the child and covered the child with a quilt.He patted the child with his hands one after another to lull him to sleep.

Because the child was caught sneaking down the mountain, he was punished to kneel for a long time. In addition, he cried again just now, and soon fell asleep from exhaustion.

The child remained curled up after falling asleep, looking like a poor little animal.The man gently embraced the child, his eyes revealing the tenderness of a father.The child seemed to feel very relieved, and when the man's body was close to his back, he rubbed it comfortably.

Oh, it really looks like a small animal.Small, held in the palm of your hand, you need to take care of it carefully.

The next morning, with hazy eyes open, Deqing went to the backyard to fetch water for washing.Sitting by the well was a man who seemed to be an elder, who was washing clothes on a low stool.

Deqing was a little hesitant. After all, those elders were very strict and always had a lot of rules. It was these elders who made him kneel for a long time yesterday. Deqing didn't like them very much.If possible, I really want to never see these annoying elders again in my life.

"Deqing, are you here? Come and wash your face, I'll fetch water for you."

Just when Deqing was considering whether to leave without saying a word, the voice of the master came to his ears, and when he turned his head, it was indeed his master.

Deqing hurriedly put his hands together and said, "Master, it's good morning. The disciples can fetch water by themselves, and don't bother the master."

As he spoke, he slipped to the well to fetch water in desperation.

Master is washing the clothes that I wiped my nose and tears yesterday.Ahhh, what a shame!Deqing wanted to throw himself into the well and drown himself.

The man just watched Deqing's limbs uncoordinatedly fetching water to wash, but smiled and said nothing.

This kid is probably shy because of his presumptuous and mischievous behavior last night.

Feeling Master's gaze, Deqing blushed so much that he dared not look up.After a long while, Deqing finally turned to the man, and said with the determination to die: "Master... I know I was wrong, and I will never go down the mountain secretly again. From now on, I will devote myself to Buddha and practice diligently! And... I will help you wash your clothes Let's go." Deqing glanced around, his voice became softer and softer in the second half of the sentence, and he kept rubbing the hem of his clothes with his hands.

The man smiled, rubbed the child's head contentedly, and said, "If you know a mistake, you can correct it. There is nothing good about it. I have finished washing the clothes, so I don't need you to wash them. Why don't you help me dry them."

The depression in his heart was relieved, the child raised his head to look at his master, and nodded vigorously, "Yes, master!"

——Master's smile is so gentle.

The man looked down at the smile on the child's face. For some reason, his brain seemed to be disconnected, and his heart skipped a beat. He stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and gently pinched the child's fleshy little face.It wasn't until the temperature on the child's face came from the fingertips and gradually rose to the tip of the heart that he came back to his senses. He wanted to cover up his gaffe just now, and said to the child without changing his face, "Go."

The child was not tall enough, so he had to stand on tiptoe to hang up the clothes when drying the clothes. The man looked at the back of the child and frowned thoughtfully.

From that day on, the child really practiced diligently, got up early every day to do morning classes, and copied Buddhist scriptures before going to bed at night. blue eyes.The pilgrims who come to the temple every day to burn incense and pray for lottery are also very fond of this well-behaved and cheerful little master.

"Hi, Mrs. Li."

Deqing was sweeping the floor, when he saw a familiar pilgrim coming, he immediately stepped forward to salute with clasped hands.

"Master Deqing, are you sweeping the floor? I haven't seen you for a long time, have you grown taller?"

This is a very enthusiastic woman. When she saw Deqing, she pulled him to look left and right.

Deqing was looked up and down by her, a little shy, but he didn't dodge, let her watch.

Deqing is now 16 years old, which is when the boy grows up.Although the face has grown, it still looks a little immature.Mrs. Li looked left and right, up and down, and was very satisfied with this little master, but it was a pity that he was a monk, otherwise she really wanted to introduce him to her niece who was about to reach her age.

"Little Master Deqing, where is Abbot Wuyuan?"

Abbot Wuyuan is Deqing's master.

"The master should be in the husband's room right now, Madam, please come with the monk."

When Mrs. Li came to her husband's room, Wu Yuan hurriedly greeted her.

"Amitabha, Mrs. Li."

"Abbot Wuyuan, I have something important to talk about today..."

"Appreciate further details."

It turned out that Mrs. Zhuo, the sister who had been friends with Mrs. Li since she was in her boudoir, came to Mrs. Li more than once to complain, saying that her husband suddenly brought back a woman of unknown origin one day and insisted on taking her as his concubine.Mrs. Zhuo's husband, Zhuo Wenyu, is the shopkeeper of a jewelry store. He treats people kindly and well-behaved on weekdays. return?And from that day on, the husband stayed in the woman's room day and night, and the number of times he met Mrs. Zhuo, the real wife, could be counted on one's fingers.At first I thought that my husband was just obsessed with beauty and couldn't extricate himself, but what I didn't expect was that after a few months, Mr. Zhuo's body was not as good as before. He was only in his thirties, but he was like an old man who had to breathe for a while when he walked. Soon he was bedridden.I found a doctor to treat it, but the doctor didn't know the reason, but said it was due to lack of energy.But how could a man in his prime become so weak in such a short period of time without any reason?

That woman must have done it!Since that woman came, the husband seemed to be a different person. He used to treat Mrs. Zhuo as a guest, except for a few routine intercourse, he was not so unrestrained.That woman must have used some kind of trick to seduce her husband so out of his mind that he didn't even take care of the jewelry store he worked so hard to manage.He was having fun in the woman's room every day, but after a few months, the woman was still fine, and even more beautiful, but her husband became physically weak.

Sin!

Mrs. Zhuo is a woman, and she speaks lightly. Even if she suspects that the woman is a monster, she will only be regarded as jealous and jealous of that woman.People will say, "Obviously I am an old man, but I still refuse to let my husband take a concubine, slander the concubine, what a poisonous woman."However, Mrs. Zhuo dared not tell her natal family, fearing that they would worry about her, so she could only turn to her good friend Mrs. Li for help.

It sounds absurd to invite eminent monks to subdue demons just based on suspicion.But Wuyuan didn't regard Mrs. Zhuo's troubles as ordinary women's jealousy, but immediately decided to go to Mrs. Zhuo's mansion to investigate.It is better to believe in what is there than to believe in what is not.If that woman of unknown origin is really a monster that absorbs human energy, then it must be suppressed without delay.If she was just an ordinary person, and Master Zhuo really suffered from some strange disease and slandered that woman, Wu Yuan would apologize to that woman and persuade Mrs. Zhuo.

Jealousy due to love is the real monster that cannot be eradicated in people's hearts.

***

The next day, Wuyuan was invited to Zhuo's mansion, saying that he was going to chant scriptures and worship Buddha for Master Zhuo to drive away evil spirits.

Zhuo Wenyu's body was entwined with monster energy, and one could tell at a glance that the energy was sucked by a monster.It seems that this monster in Zhuo Mansion is not well cultivated, and can't even absorb monster energy.It's just that if you are not a practitioner, you won't notice it at all, so you let "it" be so presumptuous.

Before leaving, Wuyuan had a secret conversation with Mrs. Zhuo and confirmed the fact that there is a demon in the house.Tell Mrs. Zhuo not to tell anyone first, so as not to startle the snake.

The next day, Wuyuan and a group of disciples were invited by Mrs. Zhuo to practice the magic spell. The whole house except the woman was moved to a remote place in the backyard, but the woman was left in the magic formation.

Since Wu Yuan and others entered the mansion, that woman's complexion has been bad. Seeing that she was left in a formation surrounded by monks, and the rest of the people hid far away, and she was afraid of avoiding her, she just Anxiously shouted at Mrs. Zhuo who had not gone far: "Sister! Sister! Please wait a moment! Sister!"

Mrs. Zhuo was furious when she heard the sound, and replied mercilessly: "Who is your sister! Don't call each sister affectionately, but what you do is not what a good sister can do!"

"No, sister, I was wrong, I will never pester the master again, please, don't leave me here!"

The woman sobbed and knelt down.

"I don't want to leave my master... I can't live without him..."

The woman raised her tearful eyes, and shook her head while crying at Mrs. Zhuo.But Mrs. Zhuo looked at her coldly, and said in a cold tone: "If you are not a monster, the masters will not accept you. What are you afraid of?"

The woman just kept shaking her head, sobbing and unable to speak, or she was afraid that she would say something she shouldn't say.

Mrs. Zhuo felt that she had made the right bet. This woman is a monster!It was she who made her husband so depressed!

"If you really did it," Mrs. Zhuo paused, "What face do you have to say that you can't leave the master? You have caused the master to be like this, do you still think he lived too long?" Her tone changed When it became intense, I hated that woman to the bone, wishing to peel her skin and eat her flesh.After finishing speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left, regardless of the crying of the woman behind him.

Seeing that it was useless to beg Mrs. Zhuo for mercy, the woman turned around and knelt in front of Wuyuan.

"Holy Monk, please don't accept me! Please!" The woman kowtowed while begging for mercy.

"Amitabha, if I knew today, why did I do it at the beginning?"

"I have my reasons..." The woman's eyes were dim, and she said slowly, "I have never met a man as gentle as Wen Yu. I am indeed a cat demon. I transform into my original body every day in his Wandering around the door of the store, he will give me food and touch my body. Every time I see him, he smiles very softly, his eyes are pure, I believe he is a kind person, even though he knows that I am not just a I am a cat, and he will be nice to me. Every time he touches my body, I think, I want him, I want him to be my man, and only my man. I admit, at first I cast some spells to let him take me home and accept me as a concubine. But later, even when I stood naked in front of him, he didn’t go beyond the rules, and he didn’t give me a second look. I was not reconciled, Why doesn't the man I think about day and night want me? I'm obviously younger and more beautiful than her wife, but I can't get him. "

"So you sucked his energy?"

"No! It's not like this..." The cat demon suddenly became agitated, for fear that Wu Yuan would misunderstand him.However, the essence has been sucked away, no matter how much he justifies it, it will not help.

"I manipulated him and let him have sex with me. Hehe, he would touch me very tenderly at that time. I was also extremely excited, and I couldn't hold back for a while, so I sucked his energy." The cat demon regained his composure , continued to elaborate.

"Then why do you still want to be with him, with him when you know that you will suck his energy away..." As a monk, Wuyuan still hesitated when he spoke about the love between men and women.

"Because I love him! I want to be intimate with him, to be gentle with him! I like the pleasure he brings me, and I like to see his eyes full of □□!" The cat demon retorted excitedly again.

Wu Yuan frowned deeply and gritted his teeth.Perhaps it was the blatant confession of the cat demon that brought some shock to Wuyuan.

Seeing his disapproving expression, the cat demon laughed at himself, and said, "What's the use of telling you a monk, you don't know what love is." For an ascetic monk to tell how much he loves a man, it's like playing the piano to a cow.

Because... love him.

Wu Yuan seemed to be aware of some subtle changes in his heart, his eyes dimmed, his hands clenched tightly, and the backs of his hands were full of visible veins.

The author has something to say:

Well, I admit that I am a writer of pornography (that day, I remembered the fear of being dominated by JJ Literature City, and the shame of being banned from writing pornography)

Thank you very much for the little fairies and fairies who saw here!