Chapter 745: : Misfortune comes from the mouth

"A demon dragon?"
Li Nanfang was stunned, laughed out loud, and looked around: "Hehe, master, I don't understand what you are talking about. Why didn't I see it?"
His face was normal, but there was a strong killing intent in his heart.
There is a black dragon hidden in his body, which is his biggest secret.
No matter how the old monk saw Li Nanfang, he only knew that since he said this sentence, then he could only die.
"Donor Li, you want to kill me."
Just as the smile on Li Nanfang's face slowly receded, the old monk asked.
Picking up the tea cup, Li Nanfang asked slowly, "Why should I kill you?"
"It's just because I caught my eye, your biggest secret."
"Ugh."
Li Nanfang sighed and asked faintly: "Master Kongkong, since you know some truths, why do you have to trouble yourself? Although I don't believe in Buddha and never study Buddhist scriptures, I think the Buddha must have said,'You If you know too much, the more trouble you will have."
Master Kongkong nodded: "Misfortune comes from the mouth, and suffering comes from the mouth."
Li Nanfang stopped talking, picked up his teacup and started drinking.
Since the old monk knew the truth of the misfortune from his mouth, but he still said it, it proved that he was impatient with his own life.
Li Nanfang has never liked people who are dying, so much talk.
The old monk didn't speak any more, he hung his long life eyebrows, closed his eyes, pinched the Buddhist beads in his hands, and muttered words in his mouth.
After a few years of marriage, Liang Xiaoyan finally got pregnant, which is definitely a great thing for the Liang family.
The young woman cried happily in the room, while Lao Liang called his wife outside and confessed the good news to other relatives and friends. He was 10,000 times more excited than when he was in the living room, and even forgot that there were two in the living room. Dear guest, he needs his care.
Neither the old monk nor Li Nanfang felt that Lao Liang was rude.
They are not fathers, but men. Of course, they can understand how happy a man who is worried about his daughter will be after his serious problems are resolved.
But the Liang family's father and daughter have not appeared, and the old monk who is used to sitting in meditation can feel like water, but Li Nanfang can't sit still.
He took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. Just about to stand up, the old monk suddenly spoke: "Sister Li, I Buddha once said that ants can steal their lives. You should have heard of it?"
Li Nanfang poured himself a cup of residual tea, and said lazily: "Old monk, no one is going to care about us now. Whatever you have, just say what you have. There is no need to bend around. Not only does it sound tired, but it will cause Needless misunderstanding."
"Okay. The old monk wants to know whether Li Shizhu wants this demon dragon to completely leave you."
The moment the old monk opened his eyes, a bright light flashed. It was not at all like a person of his age.
Li Nanfang's mouth snapped and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Fortune and misfortune depend on each other."
The old monk slowly said: "From the face of the donor, you should have been a short-lived person, with a life span of no more than fourteen years. But by chance, there is a mysterious, evil and powerful force in your body. It is this sub-power that assists the donor to make you change your fate and survive."
Many monks and Taoists can tell fortune-telling, and Li Nanfang has long known this.
But the monks and Taoists he had met before, and even the famous Onmyojis, were more than three to five, but no one, like an old monk, could see his body at the first sight of him. There is a demon dragon hidden inside.
This proves that the old monk's skill in metaphysics is not just a good match.
Especially after he said this sentence.
Being able to drive out the black dragon that was hiding in his body and competing with himself for this body, and would never be devilish again, is one of Li Nanfang's few wishes.
After all, he is a normal person and longs for a normal life as a normal person.
I am even more afraid that one day, when the black dragon is getting stronger and stronger and can no longer be controlled, wouldn't he become a "devil"?
So when the old monk asked him if he wanted to let the black dragon leave him and completely become a normal person, he said that he was not moved, that was false.
It's just that he didn't speak.
Because he knew very well that if the old monk only wanted to do good things and help him drive the black dragon out, he would not reveal his biggest secret on the spot.
What exactly the old monk wanted to do, Li Nanfang would just listen to him.
Sure enough, the old monk did not shut up because of Li Nanfang’s silence: "Actually, after Li Shizhu completely survived the catastrophe at the age of fourteen, you don’t need to depend on the demon dragon for good or bad luck, you can be alone Survived. But in that case, the health of the donor's body will not be too good, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is sickly. After all, the body of the donor does not originally belong to this world, and it is already very good to exist. "
"It is also these years that the donor and the demon dragon have lived and died together and supported each other. Especially at critical moments, it can always give you power that humans can't imagine, so that it can help you survive time and again."
The old monk spoke faster and faster, just like chanting: "With its help, your physical body is getting stronger and stronger. But while the donor is strong, it is also growing. Dragon, wanton And it’s its nature to make waves for it, and soaring above the nine heavens is its way home. In its eyes, everything in the world is its subjects, let it choose and enslaved it."
"It condescends to hide in your body now, that's because it needs to use your physical body to continue to grow."
The old monk Shou's eyebrows trembled slightly, and his tone slowed: "Now you can suppress the donor and maintain the humanity you should have because it is not strong enough. But humans and dragons are incomparable. That is, Say, one day, it will become stronger than you. At that time----"
When the old monk said this, he closed his mouth.
This is for sale, waiting for Li Nanfang to ask.
As long as Li Nanfang asks, the initiative will fall into his hands.
At that time, Li Shizhu, who has been convinced by his words, will let him lead his nose.
Li Nanfang opened his mouth----but was drinking water.
After drinking the water, I closed it again.
The old monk waited for more than ten seconds, sighed slightly, and continued: "At that time, the donor is no longer the donor. It is a puppet completely controlled by the demon dragon. What it wants you to do, you have to What to do. When the demonic nature and human nature coexist, there is no balance. It can only be said that the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind. When I say this, you should understand the donor?"
Li Nanfang nodded: "You have said so clearly, if I don't understand anymore, then I am a fool."
Li Nanfang's lukewarm attitude greatly exceeded the old monk's expectations.
In his opinion, when he clearly stated that there was a way for Li Nanfang to drive away the demon dragon, shouldn't Li Shizhu quickly ask the master what to do? How much?
Li Nanfang's indifference made the confident old monk lose confidence.
When the speed of speech was extremely fast, the Buddha beads, which were still twirling calmly, were now much faster.
"What do you mean by the donor?"
"I mean very simple, I will always only take the advice that is best for me."
"The monster dragon will become stronger and stronger, and one day will be out of your control!"
"What is the end result out of my control?"
"Yes----"
The old monk opened his mouth and looked at Li Nanfang for a long while before murmured: "I, I can't see."
Li Nanfang smiled: "I thought you would call it destruction. Because you said so much just now, you are leading me to think about it. When it is so powerful that I can't control it, it will do a lot of evil, and eventually lead to me and it. The jade and the stone are burned. But you said, you can’t see it. Then can I think that when it is really strong, whether it controls me or not, it is so strong that it cannot be destroyed?"
"Yes."
The old monk was stunned again for a while, and then said frustratedly: "But at that time, you are no longer you."
Li Nanfang suddenly asked: "Old monk, are you you?"
"what?"
The old monk was stunned for the third time.
Li Nanfang said lightly: "Buddhism emphasizes that emptiness is color, and color is emptiness. Everything in the world exists and does not exist. According to this reasoning, the demon dragon is me, and I am the demon dragon. Then, why should I drive it out? "
The old monk was no longer calm, and said in a mute voice: "But you will do harm to the world!"
"For example?"
"For example, snake is fornication. It is already a normal way of life to be entangled with the opposite every day. That way, you will harm too many women."
Regardless of whether there is a "dragon" in the world, it has evolved from a snake.
The ancient Chinese ancestor Nuwa Empress, Fuxi Daxian, was originally the image of a snake-body human and beast in the legend, so the earliest totem was a snake, but later as the descendants gradually improved, the snake had horns and scales. With claws.
In the Chinese zodiac, the dragon is called the big dragon and the snake is called the little dragon.
Therefore, the old monk used the four words "snake nature to be obscene" to describe dragon's intemperance in private life, which is also justified.
Li Nanfang's eyes lit up: "Really?"
"Really."
"That's great."
"Great?"
The old monk was a little at a loss, wondering why Li Nanfang said this.
Li Nanfang grinned and explained: "Isn't every man's ultimate dream to be able to harm beautiful women wantonly? Of course, a bald donkey like you, a respected master, will never commit crimes."
"you you----"
The old monk could no longer remain calm, his angry beard shivered, and he pointed at Li Nanfang who could not stop you, but could not speak.
"Don't you anymore."
Li Nanfang leaned back and raised Erlang's legs: "Let's talk, who told you to talk to me about these nonsense?"
"Who made me say this nonsense?"
The old monk is getting old, and his skill in pretending to be foolish is absolutely superb.
Li Nanfang sneered: "You have been talking about it for a long time, telling the cause and effect, but you didn't say how the demon dragon came into my body. Where was it before it became dependent on me? Who was it in its past and present life? What kind of changes will the world bring to this world."
Who is the black dragon?
Where are you from?
Why did you choose Li Nanfang?
In the end, with the questions of where to go, Li Nanfang has sorted out some clues through the strange dreams he had made before.
Although it is a bit nonsense to use dreams to confuse an evil force in the body.
But the true existence of the black dragon is itself a nonsense phenomenon that is ridiculed by normal people.
After Li Nanfang asked a few questions, the old monk had nothing to do with his words.
Li Nanfang stood up and walked to the living room: "Master Kongkong, because of your kindness to the Liang family, I hope you can understand the principle of'misfortune comes out of your mouth'. After you go back, you will tell me to assign you to me. Those who point out the way, if you want everyone to be safe, then stop. Otherwise, don't think about it!"
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