Chapter 672: Throne
"No, the temple has temple rules, and if you violate the precepts, you will be punished, even if the head of the throne appears. The law enforcement monk said with a serious face.
"It's not okay to take the seat, what if the Arhat comes forward, what if the Dharma Protector comes forward, and even the abbot himself comes forward, can't they either?"
The law enforcement monk's tone was choked, and a look of annoyance flashed on his face, "If you dare to insult the monks of this temple, you must be punished, and you will be severely punished by the Luohan Hall, and you can only be released after thirty-six difficulties." ”
The great monk said: "Senior brother, he is just an ordinary person, and he will definitely die after thirty-six tribulations." ”
The law enforcement monk sneered, "Insulting the monks of this monastery deserves this kind of punishment, if you are talking nonsense, even you will be punished." ”
The great monk was very helpless, and finally turned around, looked at Pan Xin and Long Zun, and said, "The little monk has done his best, and the rest of the matter will be solved by the two of you." ”
After speaking, he recited a Buddha name and retreated to the side.
The law enforcement monk thought that the great monk had handed over these two ordinary people to him for execution, and with a sneer on his face, he said to Long Zun and Pan Xin: "You two go with the poor monk! ”
Then, he turned his head to look at the great monk and said, "After you go to see the master, you will also go to the Luohan Hall to be punished." ”
The great monk didn't pay attention to him, but just folded his hands and lowered his head, chanting the Buddha's name vigorously.
Long Zun shrugged his shoulders, looked at Pan Xin on the side, and said, "I don't kill, you can solve it!"
Pan Xin said indifferently: "Yes, but you have a lot of problems, I really don't know how you cultivate, let's go against the sky, where is there no one who doesn't kill." ”
The law enforcement monk on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, a trace of annoyance flashed on his face, he felt that these two people were teasing him, and scolded: "What nonsense, hurry up and follow the poor monk to accept the punishment." ”
"Okay, I'll send you there. As soon as the words fell, Pan Xin's body moved, and a big hand slapped it out of the air.
An invisible palm-shaped air mass flew out horizontally, causing the surrounding leaves to shake and the blades of grass to sway, and then the law enforcement monk suddenly stopped, and then a look of incomprehension flashed on his face.
Then, as soon as the person went limp, he collapsed directly to the ground, and there was no sound.
The law enforcement monk didn't look injured at all from the outside, and Long Zun, who was also at the level of the martial arts sect, could see that the palm just now sealed the meridians of the law enforcement monk's body, shattering the internal organs, and the blood couldn't flow out, and all of it was condensed in place and couldn't move.
"He's dead?" The great monk didn't cultivate enough, and he couldn't see what was going on with the law enforcement monk, and the suspect just fainted.
If he faints, it will be a big deal, and the other party will definitely not let him go when he wakes up, and he will not be able to stay in the Taoist Temple from now on.
"Let him sleep for the last sleep of his life. Pan Xin said lightly.
The big monk's face was even more dazed and incomprehensible, he didn't know what was going on at all, thinking that the law enforcement monk really didn't die, but just fainted.
"Can you kill him, he is alive and the little monk will definitely not be able to stay in the Taoist Temple. The big monk stammered, "Either the little monk can make a move, in short, he can't be woken up." ”
Pan Xin glanced at him and said lightly: "Don't worry, he won't wake up." ”
This sentence seemed to the great monk to be a heavenly sound, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and said again and again: "It's good if you can't wake up, it's good if you can't wake up." ”
Pan Xin grabbed the corpse of the law enforcement monk on the ground, bowed his legs, jumped lightly, flew up to the tree next to him, and directly stuffed the law enforcement monk between several branches.
After jumping down from the tree, he clapped his hands and said to the great monk, "Okay, let's go!"
The great monk continued to lead the way in front, through the forest, to the front of a courtyard.
Standing outside the courtyard gate, the great monk said: "Inside is the residence of the senior brother in charge, and the little monk can only be sent here, I'm afraid he can't go in." ”
"That's not going to work, who knows if you're lying to us, go in. Pan Xin said.
The big monk's face was bitter, and he didn't dare to bargain, so he had to push open the courtyard door and stand at the courtyard gate and see: "Is the senior brother in charge there?"
After a short time, I heard someone inside, "Come in!"
The great monk glanced back at Pan Xin and Long Zun, and said, "Senior Brother is inside, please come in!" The little monk stayed outside to guard the door for the two. ”
"No, you go in first, and we'll follow you in. Pan Xin said, the tone of his tone was unquestionable.
The great monk had no choice but to go inside, take a few steps, and turn around to look at Long Zun and Pan Xin, but found that there was nothing behind him.
Of course, he didn't think that everything was a dream, and he didn't think that these two people left on their own, he knew that the other party was hiding somewhere he didn't know and followed him.
The courtyard was not big, and the great monk quickly came to the door of the house, pushed the door open with his hand, and walked in.
There was only one room inside, empty on all sides, except for a few futons on the ground in the middle, and a middle-aged monk sitting cross-legged on one of the futons.
"I've seen Senior Brother in Charge!" the big monk clasped his hands together, and as soon as he entered the room, he first bowed to the middle-aged monk in the house.
The middle-aged monk opened his eyes, looked at the great monk, and said, "Is there something wrong with my junior brother coming to me?"
"It's a little thing, but it's not a big thing, it's just a small thing. The great monk didn't know what to say, so he could only open his mouth and talk nonsense.
When the middle-aged monk heard his words, he frowned slightly and asked, "What is the matter?"
"This, that ......" The great monk hesitated, and finally had to turn around and shout: "People are right, you come out!"
Hearing his words, the middle-aged monk frowned, feeling that his junior brother's brain had become abnormal, and he said to himself.
However, this suspicion did not last long, and two figures walked in from outside the door and appeared in front of him.
There are two people, one old and one young, without the slightest fluctuation of cultivation on their bodies, and they look like two ordinary people.
But he knew in his heart that this was absolutely impossible, it was impossible for two ordinary people to pass by the courtyard without being discovered by him.
"Who are you? Why do you trespass into the meditation room of a poor monk? The middle-aged monk took the lead in asking.
"He's coming for you. Long Zun pointed to Pan Xin next to him with his hand.
The middle-aged monk's eyes noticed Pan Xin alone from the two people.
Pan Xin's face darkened, and he glared at Long Zun before he looked at the monk in front of him, who was called the head of the throne, "Yes, I came to find you, and I have something to ask you." ”
Hearing Pan Xin's words, the middle-aged monk frowned, and he didn't like it in his heart, there were not many people who dared to talk to him like this, even if it was in the Taoist Temple, only those elders could.
However, thinking that the two people in front of him were likely to be high-ranking people, he suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and asked, "What's the matter?"
Pan Xin didn't waste any time, and asked directly: "Just one thing, where is the parchment scroll you got from the Taoist Buddha Temple?"
When the middle-aged monk heard the words parchment, his brows furrowed even more.
(End of chapter)