The Glorious Summoner Chapter 9

　　 Two hours later, Mo Yanshao stood at the door of Qianlong Temple, looking up at the ancient temple with full of incense.

　　 Qianlong Temple has an antique color, with two rows of pine and cypress planted at the door. Standing at the gate of Qianlong Temple, you can see the snow-capped Qianlong Mountains behind. Against the backdrop of the Qianlong Mountains, Qianlong Temple is even more impressive.

　　 Today is the big weekend. There are more pilgrims coming to Qianlong Temple than usual. Many people come to offer incense, and many people come to ask for tattoos.

　　 The best tattoo master in Xianghe City is not in the tattoo shops in the city, but in the Qianlong Temple. According to legend, the tattoos in the temple can relieve disasters and be blessed by the gods and Buddhas.

The tattoo masters in the temple do not charge money for tattoos, but not everyone can get tattoos. Before the tattoos, the masters in the temple will look at people, and if the person is wrong, no matter how much money is given to the master in the temple, they won't help you get the tattoo. .

For example, those little **** who shout at five and six all day long can only go to the tattoo shop to get tattoos. If they come to Qianlong Temple, no matter what kind of person they dress up, the tattoo master at Qianlong Temple will look at them. They won't get tattoos at a glance.

　　 There are also those who commit crimes and criminals, and it is difficult to pray for tattoos here.

　　You can get tattoos at Qianlong Temple, which is the best proof of blessing and righteousness.

Tattoos are the tradition of the summoners. Each summoner has his own unique tattoo. The summoner's tattoo is not for good looks, not for being cool, but for allowing people to distinguish your corpse after the fusion of the world beads fails and the head explodes. This tradition has been circulated among summoners for thousands of years, and has been continued among summoners.

　　 Mo Yanshao's tattoo was tattooed by Master Yungu in the Qianlong Temple.

　　 Even when Master Yungu gave someone a tattoo back then, the one who could let Master Yungu take a shot was not a general one.

Mo Yanshao walked into the monastery, and there was a Zhike monk in the temple. Mo Yanshao asked the Zhike monk to explain his intentions. The Zhike monk quickly led Mo Yanshao to the shack behind Qianlong Temple, and came to the Yungu Master's living room. hospital.

Master Yungu is over a hundred years old, with white eyebrows and white beards, but his complexion is still very ruddy. He is meditating under a ginkgo tree in the yard, motionless, until Mo Yanshao comes to the front, Master Yungu opened his eyes, revealing Those eyes that were like a tranquil lake smiled slightly, "The Mo donor is here!"

　　 "Hello, Master Yungu, I have something to do today, I'm here to ask!" Mo Yanshao said directly.

　　 "When I was meditating today, my heart surged, and the past came to my mind. I already know the donor's intention, please come with me!" Master Yungu spread his legs and got up directly, and then walked towards the room with Shao Yan Shao.

When they came to the room, the two sat down on a sitting bed. Master Yungu poured a cup of tea for Mo Yanshao. After Mo Yanshao finished drinking the tea, Master Yungu spoke again, "Four years ago, one was called Xia Pingan. The young man came to the monastery to find me and asked me to get a tattoo for him, and I got it!"

　　 Indifferent words asked curiously, “When most people come to the temple to get tattoos, the master's senior disciples and disciples are already competent. I don't know why the master made the shot for that young man himself, and the needle was sealed after the shot?”

"Because that young man drew a picture in the monastery and wanted to tattoo the picture on his back. Several of my apprentices saw the picture. No one dared to move the needle, so they had to invite me out. After tattooing the painting, the mind and skill have been completely fulfilled, so I will seal the needle!" Master Yungu talked gently, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

　　 "I don't know what painting it is, even a few disciples of the master dare not do it!" Mo Yan Shao was already full of curiosity.

"It's this pair..." Master Yungu pulled the rope beside him, and the yellow curtain hanging on the wall opened to reveal a portrait behind the curtain. "This portrait is too powerful, so the poor monk put it on. Put it behind the curtain, so as not to frighten others who don't know it!"

Mo Yanshao looked at the picture scroll, but at the first glance, he felt that his eyes seemed to be burnt. Then at the second glance, Mo Yanshao felt shocked. At the third glance, Mo Yanshao's face was a little bit Whitish...

On that portrait, there was an image of an angry demon **** that Mo Yan had never seen in any temple or in any religious texts. The body of the demon **** was blue and black, with a seven bun on top, and his braid hanging on his left shoulder. Eyes were closed tightly, his lower teeth gnawed at his upper lip, and an angry look appeared. Circles, balls, and blossoms of flames spewed out from behind the demon god, all over the void.

　　 The flames behind the demon **** are so vivid and fierce that they seem to be able to burn everything.

The angry demon is sitting on the rock, with his right hand hanging down at his waist and holding a huge sharp sword. On the sword is a blue dragon with flaring teeth and claws. The left arm of the angry demon is bent and held with open elbows and palms to the left. Cable.

　　 Such a mighty image of a demon, I have never seen it before.

　　 Mo Yanshao calmed his mind and swallowed his saliva, "Excuse me, Master, why I have never seen the demon in this image in other places. I don't know what his name is?"

　　 "This painting was made by the boy. I asked the boy what the name of the demon **** is in this painting. The boy said that the name of the demon **** in this painting is Fudo Myojin, which he saw in his dream!"

　　 thoughtlessly for a moment, his face was puzzled, "Fudo Mingwang...this name is so strange, why I have never seen it in other temples, and I have never seen it in other classics!"

　　 "The poor monk also asked the boy that day, and the boy replied that the unmoved person is a compassionate heart that is incomparably strong and unshakable. The bright one refers to the light of wisdom, the king, the one who controls all phenomena..."

"Fudo Ming Wang...Fudo Ming Wang... That's how it is!" Mo Yanshao muttered to himself. For some reason, just hearing the meaning of the name of Fu Yan Shao gave birth to a shocking and unspeakable feeling in his heart. "I don't know what Fudo King Ming said, what does it represent?"

"That young man didn't elaborate on that day..." Master Yungu looked at the face of King Fudo Ming, and said with emotion, "It's just that the poor monk has practiced for a hundred years to quench his delusion, but he is still not complete enough. But I don't know why, the poor monk's arrogant mind instantly extinguished, and decades of practice were all at once, without regrets. This does not change the secret of the king, which is unpredictable and difficult for ordinary people to know. Everything in the painting has its own profound meaning. The poor monk didn't know that it was God's will to see that young man in his dream!"

　　 "So, the master spent three days stabbing the young man on the back of the Fudo Mingwang?"

　　 "Yes!" Master Yungu smiled slightly, UU reading www.uukānshu.com "In exchange, the poor monk asked the boy to keep this portrait of Fudo Myoshi in the temple, and the boy agreed!"

　　 "Okay, I have no other questions, thank you, Master!"

　　 Before leaving, Mo Yanshao glanced at the portrait again, feeling his eyes burned by the countless flames again.

　　 The image of Fudo Myoji in the painting seems to have an unspeakable shocking power.

　　 The tattoos on each summoner's body are actually the spiritual belief and soul totem of each summoner, carrying everyone's brand and spiritual temperament.

　　 On the way to leave Qianlong Temple, whenever I think of that scroll of King Fudo Ming, the calm face of Xia Ping'an emerges before Mo Yanshao's eyes.

　　 It's hard to imagine the indifferent Shaoyan who had met Xia Ping'an a few times before. On Xia Ping'an's back, there was such a powerful Fudo Ming Wang tattoo.

　　 Is that King Fudo Ming the spiritual totem of Xia Pingan? What kind of story does Fudo Mingwang have, and what does it represent?

　　 How much of Xia Ping's performance in front of him was in disguise? Disguise yourself as a completely harmless ordinary person?

　　 It seems that there are many secrets in Xia Ping'an, not just clairvoyance!

　　 However, everyone has their own secrets. Indifferent Shao also has his own secrets. As long as it does not involve the work responsibilities of the Order Committee, Moyan Shao has little interest in exploring other people's secrets.

　　 People like Xia Pingan should really join the Order Committee. It's too dangerous to put such people outside, so it's better to put them under your nose...

　　 But fortunately, Xia Ping'an will report tomorrow.

　　 Suddenly, Mo Yanshao was full of expectations for Xia Ping An's arrival tomorrow...

Chapter end

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