Chapter 169: Speaking of heart

A group of people chased me and fled, unknowingly, they were almost outside the gate of the ghost, and they could vaguely see a city.
Manjusri, who came from Mount Wutai, followed the movement and chased.
"Well, are you coming to the underworld?"
There was a trace of astonishment on his face, and Manjusri was at a loss. Why were they from the underworld? They were so good at attacking the Dakong Temple.
Seeing Manjusri, the three-sky monk was overjoyed: "The Bodhisattva is the black dog. It may be the one who robbed my Dakong Temple treasure last time."
When he saw the familiar dog shadow, Manjusri's mouth twitched, how could it be a snarling dog.
Is it possible that the thief of the snarling dog last time, he and Guanyin came to the door, and the snarling dog would push the pot to Diting?
The more I thought about it, the bigger my mind was. The last time the Sankong monk went to report, Manjusri was in Da Leiyin Temple. At that time, Guanyin clearly suspected that the flower fox mink did it.
And he also remembered that Sankong Divine Monk said that the black dog was wearing red pants, but this time, there was no red pants on the black dog.
"Gaga, it turned out to be the famous Manjushri Bodhisattva, speaking of it as a family, and the two of us are for that one. The black dog is my master's mount."
Monkey and Nezha's evil spirits flew closer, laughing strangely with Manjushri.
The bewildered Manjushri's head is a bit big, a family, what do you mean, you are the people of the Ksitigarbha, did the dog in front listen to the change?
"Also ask the Bodhisattva to pretend not to see it. My master is poor. He eats a meal every day without a meal, so that we can go out and fish for some oil and water."
Nezha's changing red-haired evil spirit babbled, and the green-faced evil spirit turned into Monkey King, pretending to wipe tears.
After such a delay, the flower fox mink in front had already swept the Snarling Dog and Tu Su Nuannuan, and rushed straight into the ghost gate, into the underworld.
"Are you sure you are not impersonating? Are you deliberately framing the Ksitigarbha?"
Manjusri narrowed his eyes, his eyes flickered, and he didn't believe Nezha's words.
Hearing that, Nezha’s evil ghost suddenly called Qu: "Bodhisattva, how can we have the courage, the rest of you are in the Holy Land of Lingshan, with the rewards of the Buddha and the respect of the disciples, how do you know the suffering of my master."
"In the bitter cold land of the underworld, the environment is harsh. The master purifies the unjust souls in addition to purifying the unjust souls every day. There is no time to get treasures, and the life is miserable."
"If it wasn't for the master to be a good person, we would not follow him. I admit that I was a little panicked just now. In fact, it was not the master who asked us to go out for oil and water, but to listen to the idea of ​​the beast."
Nezha's pretense is called a grievance, and the acting is so full that people almost think it is true.
But since he could cultivate to such strength, Manjusri was not a fool, and he still didn't believe it very much.
"Should win the sympathy of this Bodhisattva. Whose subordinates are you? It is impossible for ordinary people to have subordinates of your Taiyi strength."
Manjusri's eyes flickered, and a mark was pinched in his hand, but if something is wrong, he must use thunder means to surrender the two.
The Sankong monk next to him was stunned, and the one who robbed us of the Dakong Temple was the mount and his subordinates of the Four Great Bodhisattvas?
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao smiled and shook his head. Nezha, this guy is now more and more qualified, and he opened his eyes and spoke seriously, without hesitation.
For another one who reacted slightly slower, he had already passed by.
"We tell the truth, there is nothing we can do if the Bodhisattva doesn't believe it. We have always felt injustice for my master, and the great merit of purifying the unjust souls of the underworld, the Buddha never even listened to or rewarded it, which is really chilling."
"That's all, among the four great bodhisattvas, why Guanyin ranks in front of my master? We are not convinced."
"The things that Guanyin does are all trivial things. In fact, let us say that the merits of Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra are no less than hers. Why is she the head of the four great Bodhisattvas, and is she female?"
Nezha is not in a panic, his psychological quality is called a quack, who knows affection and moves with reason.
Not to mention, what he said directly on Manjushri's heart, yeah, among the four great bodhisattvas, why is Guanyin ranked first?
Guanyin takes great kindness and compassion as the first wish and aims to save hardships. He admits that merit is not small.
But Manjusri, based on great wisdom, teaches sentient beings and guides people to be good. How can the merits be so bad?
The most pitiful was the Ksitigarbha king, who left a great world without staying in the heavens, and ran to the dark and painful netherworld. Hell is not empty or Buddha, and he has lived through the world's sufferings for countless years.
Manjusri asked himself that he couldn't do this. In terms of merit, the Avalokitesvara who rescued hardships is not as good as the Ksitigarbha.
It's just that Guanyin is in contact with people in the world. She saves people and will soon be rewarded. People will sing stories about her, praise her merits, build temples and burn incense because of her rescue.
And the Ksitigarbha king, the souls of the people who crossed the Hua, eliminated their sin karma, once they crossed the Naihe Bridge, everyone who drank Meng Po Tang would remember this.
Seeing the change in Manjusri's expression in his eyes, Nezha's eyes flashed with a smug color quietly, there is no one who can't be fooled, as long as he finds the pain point, he is not casual.
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao was speechless, good fellow, to the point, and encountered Manjusri's pain point.
Even if there is doubt, after hearing this emotional resonance, Manjusri estimated that he did not want to pursue it.
Whatever the Ksitigarbha king did, even if it was, he would keep it secret.
"Sankong, just let this matter go. For those things that you lost in Dakong Temple, this Bodhisattva will teach you to make up for it by lecturing, how do you think?"
After a moment of stunned, Sankong God Monk hurriedly agreed to come down.
He has been trapped in Daluo for many years, and he has never been able to make progress, and it is useless to have treasures.
If he can get Manjusri's guidance, he is very likely to break through, which is countless times stronger than the lost treasures.
Seeing the consent of the Sankong monk, Manjusri looked at the evil spirits Nezha and Monkey King had transformed.
"Regardless of whether you are under the Ksitigarbha King or not, please pass on to him a word, high meritorious, goodbye."
After that, Manjusri didn't talk nonsense, driving the cloud straight to his Wutai Mountain, and his voice came from the sky: "Sankong, I want to come to me for advice, you can go anytime."
The happy Sankong monk was too lazy to take a look at Nezha and Monkey King and rushed towards the Dakong Temple.
"Uh, things went well beyond my grandson's expectations."
Sun Wukong spoke, and when he saw Manjusri coming, he thought there would be a big battle.
Never thought that Nezha just said a few words, and Manjusri stopped further investigation and chose to leave.
Nezha is extremely proud: "This is called heart attack, as long as you grasp the weakness, you may not need to fight every time."
After discussing it, remembering what Manjusri had said, Nezha and Monkey King rushed into the ghost gate all the way to the Ksitigarbha Palace.
Pushing the pot on the Ksitigarbha and Di Ting is actually a bit embarrassing, so I can barely help spread a message!