Chapter 213: Buddhist Mantra
Zhang Jun took out a wooden box from his bag, opened the box, and took out a demon pestle from it. This demon pestle was exactly what he had begged from Professor Guo. It had a miraculous function, and it could expand his perspective to ten times, allowing him to see everything within a radius of 100 meters.
Holding the Subduing Demon Pestle in his hand, Zhang Jun suddenly felt lightened, as if he was one with the heaven and the earth. His vision enveloped the entire courtyard in an instant, and no change could escape his eyes.
In the east bedroom of the four bungalows, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl was lying on the ground like a cat, staring at the door with resentment and coldness in her eyes. She glanced at Zhang Jun, and she seemed to have sensed something, and opened her mouth to let out a piercing whistling sound.
Under the perspective of the Buddha's eyes, he saw a cloud of green energy surging in the girl's mind, and there was a rolling evil spirit coming from inside. After in-depth perspective, he found that a lot of resentment and obsession were stored in the evil spirit.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Jun was not surprised. The more he practiced, the calmer his state of mind became. In fact, with the advancement of science and technology, human beings have long discovered that the essence of matter is energy, or that energy and matter can be transformed into each other.
In the same way, the human spirit can also be regarded as a kind of fluctuating energy, which is invisible and qualityless, but actually exists in the world.
Zhang Jun didn't want to complicate simple issues, he just wanted to eliminate this resentment. Seeing through the reason for the girl's madness, he strode in with the Demon Subduing Pestle in his hand.
The moment the door was opened, the girl screamed and rushed over, the speed was not weaker than that of the master of dark force. Seeing that she was about to approach, the subduing magic pestle became slightly heated and suddenly radiated light. Of course, only Zhang Jun's Buddha eyes could see this kind of light.
The golden light pierced him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. The golden light was like a gust of wind, blowing out the green energy in the girl's brain at once, and then dissipated inch by inch. The girl closed her eyes and fell to the ground, unconscious.
The green air kept tumbling, like a drop of water in hot oil, making a strange crackling sound, and the green smoke came out straight away. This situation lasted for ten seconds before the blue light disappeared, and a phantom of a little girl appeared in the golden light.
The little girl had tears in her eyes and looked at Zhang Jun pitifully. She looks very cute, although she is only six or seven years old, she is already a little beauty.
Zhang Jun's heart moved, and he asked tentatively, "Little friend, what's your name?"
The little girl blinked, and a piece of information entered Zhang Jun's consciousness, allowing him to know the cause and effect of the matter in an instant.
It turned out that the little girl's parents lived in the same village. They divorced a year ago, and her father had an accident on the construction site the next day and left her forever. She was only six and a half years old that year.
The little girl's mother had already had an affair with the village chief, so she soon got tired of him. With the consent of the mother, the village head, who is not as good as a beast, molested the little girl on a thunderstorm night.
After the bestiality, the little girl's lower body was bleeding profusely, and she fell into a coma for a while. The child's mother and the village head were afraid that the matter would be revealed, so they strangled the little girl to death and quietly buried her in a neighbor's house, which is the yard where Zhang Jun lived.
Later, the owner of the yard, the brother and sister in front of them, went home to live. As a result, the younger sister was entangled in resentment and got madness.
The information flashed through Zhang Jun's mind like a movie. Then, the image of the little girl gradually faded, and finally disappeared. At the last moment of her disappearance, a voice seemed to ring in his head.
"Uncle, avenge me!"
When Zhang Jun walked out of the house, the girl's elder brother rushed in. Not long after, he helped the younger sister out. The two brothers and sisters expressed their gratitude to Zhang Jun.
"Has this yard been vacant for some time before?" he asked.
The elder brother thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes, in the first two years I took my younger sister to work outside, and the yard was empty."
Zhang Jun then asked about the situation of their neighbors, and it was indeed consistent with the message conveyed by the little girl. That woman lived an extremely disorderly life. Not only was she having an affair with the village chief, but she was also ambiguous with several other men in the village.
After asking, he smiled coldly and reported the case on the spot. As soon as the police heard that the reporter was from the National Security Bureau, they did not dare to be negligent. They immediately dispatched key police officers on duty and arrived within half an hour.
After the police arrived, Zhang Jun showed his ID and then directed the police to act. Finally, they dug up a young skeleton under the large water tank in the yard.
The police were shocked, and immediately followed Zhang Jun's instructions to arrest the victim's mother, Sun Baofen, and the village head, Wang Daozong. After a surprise interrogation, the two confessed to the crime, and what awaited them was the punishment of the law.
The villain was brought to justice, but Zhang Jun's mood was still very bad, and he was listless for the next half day. Hua Buyi seemed to understand his feelings, and said: "This world is big, there are too many crimes, and there are too many injustices. One or two of us have limited strength, we can only do one thing when we encounter one thing, don't need to think too much, and get along with others like that. It's no good for me."
Zhang Jun sighed and said, "Master, do you think the apprentice can be a superhero, eliminate evil and promote good, and save the people from suffering?"
Hua Buyi said coldly: "If you can fly, you can try it."
Zhang Jun can't fly, so he can't be a superhero, he can only continue to walk on the road of a doctor, day after day.
Huhu is another few months, and it has been almost a year since the first day of practicing medicine. On this day, the two of them entered the mountains and dense forests, and after walking a few miles, a temple appeared in front of them.
Zhang Jun was tired from walking, so he planned to rest in the temple for a while and get some food by the way. When I walked to the gate of the temple, I saw the three big characters "Puren Temple" written on it, which was full of ancient meaning.
Pushing open the temple door, Zhang Jun saw a young novice cleaning the yard. Seeing Zhang Jun and his disciples, he quickly put down the broom, folded his palms together and said politely, "Amitabha, are the two benefactors offering incense in the temple?"
Zhang Jun thought that only ghosts would come to offer incense to you in this ruined temple. He said in his mouth: "Little master, we pass by your temple and want to rest for a while, so I can bother you for some food. I don't know if it's convenient or not."
"The monks are merciful, of course." The little novice said, and then led the two into the main hall.
In the main hall sat an old monk with long white eyebrows and kind eyes. He nodded slightly to Hua Buyi and said with a smile, "Please sit down, benefactor."
Zhang Jun took a closer look, only to find that the old monk was empty from the knees down, and he was actually a disabled person. He met with Hua Buyi and sat down opposite.
The old monk has extraordinary eyesight, just glanced at it, and he knew that Hua Buyi had already held the alchemy, and said with a smile: "I never thought that a big Bodhisattva would come to this small temple."
Hua Buyi said with a smile: "I dare not do it. The master's cultivation is very superb, if he is not disabled, he should have taken the alchemy long ago."
It turns out that Buddhism refers to people in the alchemy state as bodhisattvas, while Taoism calls them real people and immortals.
The old monk smiled and said: "It's just a stinky skin, it's all crippled, it doesn't matter."
As soon as he said a few words, the little novice walked over with a baby wild boar with a paralyzed hind leg in his arms. He said with a sad face: "Abbot, this little wild boar was suppressed by the old wild boar while it was feeding, and its internal organs were squeezed." , can’t even poop, please help it.”
Zhang Jun was curious and asked, "Little Master, where did you find this wild boar? How do you know it was crushed?"
The little monk said: "This litter of wild boars lives behind the monastery, and I often feed them. I just went to visit and found that this little wild boar was crushed by the old wild boar, and it was about to die."
The old monk took the little wild boar, put it flat on his knees, and said to Zhang Jun: "You two, all living beings are equal, let me save this life first before accompanying me."
Hua Buyi said: "Master's compassion is admirable."
The old monk clasped his hands together, and suddenly spit out a series of strange syllables. These syllables are very powerful, as if they were uttered by an old monk with his whole body.
Upon hearing this sound, Hua Buyi's expression changed, and he signaled Zhang Jun to listen carefully.
As the old monk's pronunciation became louder and louder, the air in the entire hall roared slightly, and the water in the tea bowl on the table was boiling like boiling.
Ten minutes later, the dying little wild boar jumped up and ran out of the hall in shock. The little novice happily chased after him, leaving behind a string of laughter.
Zhang Jun was very surprised and hurriedly asked: "Master, how did you do it?"
The old monk smiled and said: "I am disabled and can't go out, so I study Buddhist mantras in my spare time, and gradually I discovered that mantras can also heal diseases and injuries. For sixty years, I have recited mantras every day, and I have gained some experience. , found some syllables that can cure diseases."
Hua Buyi: "Admiration! I've heard of the magic of mantras for a long time, but I didn't expect the master's kung fu to be so profound."
Zhang Jun suddenly fell to the ground and said: "Master, this junior is a wandering doctor, and I am very yearning for Master's methods, please teach me!"
The old monk smiled "hehe" and said, "You are a doctor. After learning it, you can cure diseases and save people. It is the merit of this old monk. If you want to learn, I will naturally teach you."
Zhang Junqiuyi was instructed by Hua Buyi secretly. In fact, Zhang Jun also understands today that Hua Buyi's superb medical skills are not only because he is a disciple of Mr. Yang Ling, but also because he is good at learning and researching.
For example, when he met Taoist Tianchi before, he insisted on forcing Zhang Jun to steal his master Yiyang Finger. It is this kind of continuous learning that makes his medical skills continue to improve and rise to the next level.
The old monk is an eminent monk who has achieved the Tao, and the Dharma is profound, and he will not do things that are self-preserving. He taught Zhang Jun the mantra and mantra in great detail. The master and apprentice lived in the temple for ten days.
Ten days later, Zhang Jun got the true biography of the old monk.
The old monk worked hard for 60 years and only compiled four mantras. The first chapter is the revival mantra, which has a miraculous effect on mental healing; the second chapter is the Vajra Mantra, which has curative effects on internal injuries; the third chapter is the tiger leopard thunder sound, which is a method of refining the body. After cultivation to the extreme, the body can activate itself Body training Leiyin; the fourth chapter is the heart mantra. Holding this mantra can make the mind pure and get rid of all evil spirits. It is the supreme way to cultivate the mind.