Beak Buddha

The abandoned monk was reborn, and his pupils were shaking as soon as he opened his eyes. "May I ask the donor, who are you?" Wu Powang was so excited that his bird feathers were flying around, he was spinning and jumping, holding his face in his hands and saying shyly: "Your husband in your previous life is your boyfriend in this life~" "... May I ask who you were just now?" Wu Powang's pair of black feathers spread out, and in an instant the sky was covered with sun. Thick ink and blood streaked out of the corners of his eyes: "... According to the rules of the Wu tribe, the down feathers on the bottom of the wing bones are only given to the destined person. The one I gave you is fluorescent." 'The base of the wing bone…isn't it armpit hair? ' Monk Qihui pinched the fluorescent hair with his hand, not daring to dislike it too obviously, saying in his heart that I am the Buddha who is compassionate! Decided to be tactful: "... May I ask if the donor has any old disease in his head?" Wu Powan pecked forward: "My dear, you are so annoying. It's not me who was just reborn." ——Previous life—— Wu Powang: Who do you believe between me and the Buddha? Abandoning filth: Believe in Buddhism. Wu Powang: Who do you care about, me or the Buddha? Abandon filth: hold on to the Buddha. Wu Powang: Between me and the Buddha, who do you worship on the stage? Abandon filth: worship Buddha. Wu Po laughed wildly, insulted the Buddha, abandoned the Dharma and killed the monks. The red feathers covered the sun and pecked away the abandoned Buddha bones. Before he died, he heard him say: "I practice selflessness and letting go. I can let go of Buddha, but I can't let go of you." ——This life—— The demon king Wu Powu holds the abandoned bones of the Buddha in his mouth, kills the golden crow, imprisons the sun mother, creates a blood pool, and creates a chasm in the sky, disrupting the order of heaven and earth. The Three Realms and Six Paths were miserable, so they selected a death squad to catch birds and kill them at Xihe Palace. Unexpectedly, the Demon King smiled and lay down with his hands tied, and in front of the gods and demons, he pecked red feathers and turned into a bald quail. He jumped into the Five Yun Pond, his cultivation was completely destroyed and turned into a wisp of red smoke. The gods and demons lamented: "In the Wuyun Pond, all false emotions are gone, and all filth and dirt are purified. This demon bird must be too rampant and cannot be tolerated by the way of heaven." That day, the little novice monk's shiny bald head turned red with embarrassment. He covered his face and peeked: "Bird, you can change your body as soon as you change it. Why can't you change your clothes?" A certain demon king felt aggrieved and innocent: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, gods and demons bullied me. They burned my grass nest, pulled out my bird feathers, and ruined my practice. I can't transform into clothes. I beg for mercy, little monk." Demon King VS Buddha Bones, Playing a lot of red-footed crow VS sleepwalking little novice monks all the time, Under the sun, I am the most cunning, red-mouthed, red-footed chough spirit VS a lazy and boring practitioner whose head is as empty as his heart. Hoarder, talkative person vs. Homebody who loves to throw things away Intention: A strong country has me, and we will continue to strive for self-improvement