Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Chapter 320 Yaksha



Chapter 320 Yaksha

"Amitabha... I am ashamed." Huai Zhen said the most at this moment. But was he really ashamed or just pretending?

It’s really hard to say!

Wang Mingqian was unable to save the situation this time. He was also unhappy with some of the current practices of Buddhism. Monks are empty of the four elements, and they spend all day doing trivial things. What is the point of becoming a monk?

Huai Zhen's status as the abbot was unique, so his residence was definitely different from that of ordinary monks. He lived alone in a small courtyard beside the main hall, which was a bit far from the monks' quarters, but it was also convenient for him to study Buddhism in the main hall all night long.

On the way, Cui Bianxu asked the young monk Kongneng to start telling him what happened last night.

Kong Neng, who had been waiting for quite a while, had experienced Cui Bianxu's sharp tongue. Although he was still a little scared when he mentioned it, he wanted to send Cui Bianxu, the vicious-tongued devil away as soon as possible. "I am in charge of sweeping and cleaning in the temple. After the evening class yesterday, the master asked me to clean up the temple again so as not to miss the Dharma Assembly today."

He worked very seriously. There were only a few days in a year when a lot of income could be generated. Xingjing Temple was just a small temple. The incense was not very popular, and they were not eligible to make a stable income from the interest on the money collected from incense. It was not so easy for them to earn money from incense at other times. Therefore, he carried a lantern and carefully checked everywhere where pilgrims would go.

"It was around midnight when I finished cleaning the temple. Before I even reached the monks' quarters, I heard a scream."

He paused, as if some horrible memories came flooding back to him, and a look of fear could not help but show up on his face: "This little monk is certain that it was Master's voice. The voice was extremely shrill, like a ghost in the Avici Hell being punished."

"Go on." Cui Bianxu paused, then continued walking forward step by step.

"I was frightened by the noise at first, but when I heard the footsteps of my brothers, I reacted and ran in." It was strange that Cui Bianxu's calm demeanor actually made Kong Neng's emotions suddenly calm down.

"My fellow brothers all ran out of their rooms. Seeing everyone gathered outside the master's room, I followed them..." He was just about to ask his fellow brothers what happened when strange noises came from the room again, accompanied by a strange and angry curse.

"It seems like there is someone inside... eating." Thinking of what Ding Yuan had just said, that someone had eaten Xing Yun's internal organs, he couldn't help but shudder.

Cui Bianxu also thought of this. It seemed that Ding Yuan's judgment was correct: "Is it possible to tell whether the person inside is a man or a woman?"

This question seemed extremely difficult to answer. Kong Neng's thin face wrinkled up and he said uncertainly, "It should be a man, but the voice sounds... sounds shrill..."

Perhaps recalling something exciting and embarrassing, he licked his lips before saying, "That voice sounded like a woman's."

"What do you mean? Tell me in detail." This time Cui Bianxu stopped and exchanged glances with Wang Mingqian.

They both just judged that the person who broke the window was a burly man.

A suspicious blush crept onto Kong Neng's face. "That person, that person said: Bald donkey, you shaved your head and became a monk, yet you still dare to harbor such inappropriate thoughts? If I were really a woman, how could I bother to marry you!"

"Amitabha..." A look of shame reappeared on Huai Zhen's face. Facing the burning gazes of Cui Bianxu and the others, he closed his eyes and said, "Xingyun had no choice but to become a monk. His six senses are not yet completely pure..."

If it weren't for his huge appetite, Xingyun would have left the temple and lived an ordinary life long ago.

"If there really was a woman tempting him with her sex, he would probably be easily hooked..."

Huai Zhen's voice was a little obscure: "I didn't teach him well. The disaster today is all my fault."

The person was dead, so Cui Bianxu was too lazy to listen to such words: "When you heard this, did Xingyun make any sound?"

Kong Neng lowered his head and thought carefully before he said with certainty, "No, when I arrived at Master's door, I hadn't heard Master's voice since then."

That's right, it seems Ding Yuan's judgment is very accurate. I don't know how many corpses he has secretly examined in Shanghaofang these days...

"Why don't you go in and save him, but gather outside the door instead?" Seeing that he didn't know what he was thinking about again, Wang Mingqian took over the conversation and continued asking.

Kong Neng shook his head: "Shangguan, it's not that the brothers don't want to go in. At first, everyone thought that Master-he-he was secretly doing something he shouldn't be doing in the room..."

There were only four people of Xingyun's generation. Two of them went out to travel, and the remaining one died of a cold at the end of last year. Therefore, apart from the abbot, Xingyun is the one with the highest seniority in the temple.

The others were all Xingyun's disciples and nephews, so how could they dare to interfere in his affairs?

When the murderer started cursing, they realized something was wrong. They wanted to go in but found that the door was locked from the inside. Fortunately, they were all strong men, and they worked together to break down the door in two pushes.

"I'm not as tall as the other brothers, so I didn't see the murderer with my own eyes. I only saw a fleeting figure and heard a strange cry. But according to what the brothers said..."

There were many people there at the time. He was short and thin, and arrived late, so he was blocked at the threshold by his senior brothers.

He swallowed hard to moisten his dry throat: "Say, say yes, two, two Yakshas..."

"Yaksha?!"

Cui Bianxu and Wang Mingqian both looked at him with questioning eyes.

"First it was the evil spirits, then it was the yakshas. Your temple is quite lively..." Cui Bianxu said with a half-smile.

"According to the Manu Code, Yakshas are a minor deity in Brahmanism who follow the god of wealth, Kubila, and specifically oppose the Rakshasas. It's rumored to be able to 'eat ghosts.' Unfortunately, when Yakshas were introduced to China along with Buddhism, they were mistakenly considered a type of ghost because of their ugly appearance."

Cui Bianxu recounted the origins of Yaksha and looked at Kong Neng with confusion: "It's normal for ordinary people not to know about it, but as a Buddhist, how could you not know about it?"

Because of his ugly appearance, Yaksha was well-known among the people of the Tang Dynasty and was even often mentioned in daily life.

The main function is to curse people.

Everyone likes to keep up with the trend. New words like Yaksha and Rakshasa are used to curse people, which is much more powerful than the old words that have been used for many years.

This time, Wang Mingqian did not come to the young monk's rescue. Instead, he joined Cui Bianxu in teasing, "There are three kinds of Yakshas: the Flying Yakshas, ​​the Earth Yakshas, ​​and the Sky Yakshas. I wonder which one the young monk saw? Was it a Yaksha or a female Yaksha?"

"This this…"


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