Soon it was lively, and it became as quiet and peaceful as usual than the front yard.
Chen Mo grabbed Feng Xiao Excalibur, who fell to the ground, and did not walk in the clouds. They greeted themselves and silently turned away.
"To say that Brother Chen of Chen Mo is really good in martial arts, it’s a pity that he was defeated by Zhu Ge in the King Kong Gate because of carelessness. Although he won this time, he was defeated. It’s no different. Later, when people praised Zhu Ge, they had to criticize him for two sentences. It’s really unlucky for him to arrive," sighed Wen Renqing.
A few people found a stone bench nearby and sat down to look at the tournament with eyes full of people’s different ideas.
The top ten young masters have been criticized by Jianghu people, but they have also been recognized by these young people. After all, at such an age, they can make such achievements together in martial arts, and these are just a few people. Young minds naturally have a sense of identity with their peers at the same soul level.
Chen Mo’s first failure was not witnessed by everyone except Yunyun, and Chen Mo was defeated by carelessness, which did not have a great impact on everyone, but this time it was different.
Witnessing Chen Mo from the beginning to the end, although he said that he won in the end, he was just lucky. This is a psychological shock to these young people. They all thought to themselves, "Even if it is a joke, King Kong Gate has such a martial arts will. It is unimaginable in this Jianghu. Who knows where there will be any talented people?"
Everyone is silent, but the little girl Chang Qin’s poems are a little restless. For Chang Qin’s poems, what are the top ten masters of soul level? It’s just some excitement. Although the little girl admires Zhu Ge, it’s impossible for her to sit here with these people!
Looking around, I didn’t see any interesting things. Chang Qinshi’s little hand held a fragrant cheek and asked, "What did the old monk say just now? What is the story of the king cutting meat?" Those names are so strange! "
The little girl’s question broke the silence. Tang Yue pinched the little girl’s face and smiled, "That’s Mrs. Sa who gave her life to feed the tiger’s corpse and cut the meat from the king. Pigeons are two Buddhist stories. What’s the name? What’s the name? What’s the king? See more than a hundred ~ ten thousand small! Saying don’t always be fun will make people laugh. "
Chang Qin’s poem made a face at Tang Yue, and his little hand rubbed his pinched face to "Sister Yue, why is it so hard to pinch your poem? Besides, how can I know about those stories of monks? Sister Yue, do you know? Tell me about it, okay? See you don’t say anything is suffocating. "
At this time, there are several people next to Tang Yue who don’t want to tell stories in front of these people, but they still can’t help but pester Chang Qinshi to promise to "well, I don’t know how I can’t beat you, little girl."
After that, I asked Chang Qinshi, "These are two stories. Which one should I listen to first?"
Chang Qin’s poem is tilted to "Let’s talk about the corpse Wang cutting meat and trading pigeons. This person’s name is the strangest."
Tang Yuexiao said, "What is the most strange thing? The corpse king is the king of a western country, not the name of a Chinese. Naturally, we are different."
The corpse king was a good king who ruled the people well, and he liked Buddhism. He once vowed to help all beings. One day, when he was traveling, he heard a strange noise in the sky and saw an eagle chasing a pigeon!
The pigeon hid in Tibet, but it couldn’t fly. The eagle chased it everywhere to hide. At this time, it saw the corpse, and the king got into the corpse and hid in Wang Huaizhong. At the same time, he asked the corpse to protect it.
At this time, because the pigeon was hiding in Wang Huai-zhong’s arms, the eagle couldn’t catch it, so he said to Wang Pi-zhong that I was hungry now, and there was nothing around me. I couldn’t fly any further, so please ask the king to give me the pigeon to eat. "
When the little girl Chang Qinshi heard this, she patted her small chest and said, "You can’t give the pigeon to the eagle!"
When the wise monk heard his hands folded, he said, "Amitabha is always a good-hearted sister."
Tang Yue didn’t go on talking at this time, but teased Chang Qinshi, "What would Qinshi’s sister do if she were a corpse?"
Everyone’s interest has also been hooked up. Everyone here except Chang Qinshi and Xingyun has heard this story more or less. When Tang Yue was talking, everyone didn’t care too much, but when they saw the little girl’s reaction, they expected her to answer.
Chang Qin’s poem is like a natural picture at this time: "Just kill the eagle and it won’t eat pigeons again."
Everyone laughed except the monk Yun Zhiyu, because everyone had heard the story and knew the result. Just because I knew the result, I thought the little girl’s answer was very cute.
Monk Zhiqian was so busy at this time that "Amitabha can’t do this?"
Chang Qinshi wondered, "Why not? Is it difficult to let the eagle eat the pigeon? "
Tang Yue laughed. "Of course, it wasn’t the corpse Wang who told the eagle that the pigeon came to beg me to save its life. How can I give it to you?"
Chang Qinshi quickly received "the loveliness of the pigeons can’t be saved!"
They laughed again.
Tang Yue was out of breath with laughter. "But the eagle said that I eat fresh meat. There is no other living thing around here except pigeons. If the king lets the pigeon live, I will starve to death. If you save the pigeon, you will kill me."
Chang Qinshi bulging at this time to "this eagle is too unreasonable! Why does he have to eat pigeons? "
Chapter 17
When the wise monk saw Tang Yue, he was speechless with laughter, so he got the message that "the corpse of Wang Yi, the Buddha, made a vow to save all living things, and this eagle is also a living thing. This is the difficulty."
Xingyun also wanted to know the result of this story, so he asked, "Is this corpse king trying to save pigeons and not want eagles to die?" At the same time, I was dark in my heart, "This allusion is what Master Guangxiang said just now, but it means giving my life together. I’m afraid that the corpse king will also give his life."
The wise monk replied, "Brother Yun guessed right. The corpse king wanted to think about it at this time and cut his own meat to feed the eagle. He also said that I don’t want as much meat as pigeons, so the corpse king took a scale to put pigeons on one side and cut meat on the other.
It’s the corpse that has been cut off, and it’s not as heavy as the pigeon, so he fought back pain and spared no effort to put himself on the scale. "
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