Chapter 17 17. Mantle

Early the next morning, Hongren saw another poem on the white wall: "There is no bodhi tree, The mirror is not a platform either. There was nothing, Where is the dust. " All the monks gathered around.The handwriting is not exquisite, nor is it written with pen and ink, it is written with blood and brain matter, the red is blood, and the yellow and white is brain matter.Next to the wall lay the corpses of several northern monks, their heads were smashed, and their brains mixed with blood and wall ash. The monks loyal to Shenxiu said: "Huineng ran away, and the hundred or so northern monks ran away with him, and ran to the south."

The monks loyal to Shenxiu said: "This is read by Hui Neng, and some northern monks wrote it with their heads." Hongren thought for a while, and said, "This seems to be a true understanding, but in fact, the attachment to emptiness is too strong." The monks dispersed. On the morning of the third day, Xuanji came to Dongshan Temple with Luyao and Hongtuan, and told the monk guarding the temple gate that she was here to give Hongren freshly picked white radishes. Hongren asked Buer to wash the radish, and he gnawed the radish himself. When the juice was rich, he closed his eyes slightly in enjoyment.When there were not many radishes in his mouth, Hongren asked Bu Er: "You are young, what do you think of Shenxiu's poems?"

Bu Er said: "What does this have to do with age? Are you really the fifth patriarch of Zen?" Hongren said, "What do you think of Shenxiu's poems?" Bu Er said: "The Foolish Old Man moves the mountains, and the Jingwei fills the sea." Hongren said, "What do you think of Huineng's poems?" Bu Er said: "If there is nothing, where do you poke it?" Hong Ren said: "Tong Yan Wuji, you look down on them, write a poem yourself." Buer said, "What does this have to do with age?" Hongren said: "You look down on them, you can write a poem yourself."

Buer said: "bodhi big dick, The heart is a red lotus. Blossom big dick, The flower thanked the dick collapsed. " After nibbling the radish, Hongren wiped his hands, kicked a floor tile on the left side of the room, took out three things, and said to Bu Er, "Boy, these three things are for you. One is the phalanx of Bodhidharma's right middle finger. Relic, take it as a leash and hang it somewhere on your body to avoid evil spirits. Ordinary ghosts dare not get on your body. If you still have your upper body with a ghost, you should quickly admit it. It is a big ghost coming, and the Buddha can't stop it. But be careful, don’t put your dick in it, relics will bite your dick. The second is the cassock, to keep out the cold. The third is the rice bowl, to eat. The latter two are the legendary mantle, for you ."

Bu Er said: "I don't want Bodhidharma's finger bone relic. I don't know him. I have my finger bones. I will accept the mantle and bowl to keep out the cold and eat." The sky darkened in an instant, and the sun became like the moon, and one could look directly at it calmly.The rice bowl does not have any material, and it emits different rays of light from different parts, which are strong and weak at times, without interruption.The cassock could not be seen in any color. From a certain angle, it seemed to be plain and without lines, but from another angle, it seemed to have endless complicated patterns.

Hongren said: "The life of the person who grants the clothes is hanging by a thread, and the one who sweeps the toilet, you can do it yourself." After speaking, he lit a candle, sat down on his buttocks, and died with his hands clasped on the trampled floor tiles. Xuanji said: "It is indeed the fifth patriarch Hongren, with a sharp edge like a knife. No two, take the mantle, why don't you run away?" Bu Er glanced at the rice bowl and cassock on the ground, and said, "You like it? Take it." Xuanji said: "How could it be the mantle that can be taken away? Is your dick big?"

Bu Er said: "Seeing you, naked, a flower blooms in my dick's heart." Xuanji laughed out loud, and fell down on the cassock, on which the vase, goldfish, conch, and lotus were spinning around. It was the first time he saw the real cunt when he saw Xuanji's cunt. It was much scarier than the cunts painted by various monks on the toilet wall. It was like a narrow road with no end in sight. A shrub, a wound that never heals, and no sign of eagerness to heal, a well that does not know whether there is water, sometimes wet, sometimes dry, a cave that may have a beast, white smoke comes out of the cave, it seems to hear the beast slowly The sound of walking slowly, and the smell of animal excrement.

Not afraid of beasts.Buer didn't say another word.Buer grabbed Xuanji, tore Xuanji, entered the wound that Xuanji could not heal, and went to see the beast.Xuanji's hair grew in an instant, longer than the tailbone, infinitely thick, covering Xuanji's naked body.Buer doesn't speak, Buer grabs Xuanji's hair, while grabbing it, enters her with various angles and positions, hits her with a dick, smashes her, destroys her, protects her, creates her, and sees her become a cassock In one part, she and the pattern on the cassock change in light and shade, as big as the sky and the earth.Xuanji's hair is really black, Buer's hand grabbing the hair was dyed black and purple, and even his arms were dark blue.Holding on to the mystery, it seems that they fell together into a bottomless well along the black, until they reached the center of the earth, then bounced back to the ground, and then fell to the center of the earth. After a few repetitions, the two of them grew together, cunt The meat of the flesh is welded to the flesh of the cunt, the flesh of the shoulder is welded to the hand holding the shoulder, and the surrounding is tightly wrapped in darkness.No matter how much you hold on to Xuanji, take a fart, and fly to the sky, like a kite, with white clouds in the bottle, and an eagle hovering, so high and far away, No matter how hard you move, no matter how big the movement is, it seems to be motionless from a distance. Individually welded together.

In an instant, Fuji clearly felt like a bucket for the second time. The bottom of the bucket suddenly fell off, and the semen poured out, shooting on Xuanji's eyelids, ear holes, hair, cheekbones, lips, pussy, hair, and on the rice The bowl overflows to the cassock, the vase, goldfish, conch, and lotus float, the cassock floats, the rice bowl on the cassock floats together with Xuanji, and the one on Xuanji floats. Buer said to Xuanji: "Sister, it's over now, I shot my dick into your pussy, the dick is gone, I'm completely lost."