The long hair is simply tied, the eyebrows are thick and the eyes are big, the body is quite strong, not tall or short, with a whistle stick in his hand, wearing a shabby robe with tightly tied cuffs.

He didn't hear it, and walked on the mountain road with more than a dozen people to the temple on the mountain.

The companions were all men in the prime of life like him, some fat and some thin, and the weapons in their hands were also varied.

Some carried spears, some bows and arrows, some had rudimentary shields, and the other carried an axe.

Although there are many people, it doesn't look majestic at all, on the contrary, it's very embarrassing.

After walking on the mountain road for a long time, there was a layer of hoarfrost on my clothes, hair and eyebrows, and I was so cold that I shrank my neck and swayed.

"I said no, how long will it take?"

A man with a butcher's knife asked impatiently, he was really blown by the wind and uncomfortable enough, the more he went up, the stronger the wind of this evil sect, cold to the bones, and the cold current went straight to the heart.

Take a breath, the sour thing thing in your nose makes you can't help but cry. The snot couldn't be controlled, and the embarrassed flooded his lips, and his hand wiped it, and it flowed out again after a while.

Ignoring the straightening of his eyes, he said a little numbly: "Hold on a little longer, this is only half of the way!"

"I'm going to tnd, and there's still half. Suddenly, everyone's eyes widened and they looked desperate.

In the woods beside the road, the golden figure flashed away.

......

In the tea shop, Ghost Cry helped clean up the body, Wang Sanniang looked at Ghost Cry and said, "You should go." ”

"You can't be so ruthless, right?" Ghost Cry said with a smile, "Seeing that I'm so helpful, why should you treat me to a meal." ”

Wang Sanniang shook her head: "Sooner or later, you will kill yourself." ”

"My life is big. Ghost Cry said seriously, "It's always been big." ”

It was dark, and the streets outside were silent.

But in the silence, some sneaky figures always lingered.

Wang Sanniang glanced outside, and said: "I have no chance of winning, even if I add you, there is still no chance of winning, we are facing not only him, but also half of the county, and this county, there are at least 500 households, large and small, and there are about 200 households surrounding that guy, even if each household takes out two people, he has 400 strong men who can drive." ”

"More than four hundred. The ghost cried: "According to what you said, he can make the old man young and the child grow up, this kind of ability, so that the number of people under him who can fight is at least doubled, and what is even more terrifying is that because of this ability, there is probably no shortage of fanatics among his subordinates." ”

"Then you still want to stay?" Wang Sanniang said.

"I want to go too!" Ghost Cry smiled and patted his leg, "But it won't let me go, what can I do?"

There are some things that are always addictive. For example, games, such as smoking, such as drinking, and for example, salvation.

From saving a human life to saving the world, the feeling of finally completing the rescue and enjoying the admiration of others after experiencing hardships and dangers makes the ghost cry full.

He has never been a person with very high morals, he did not choose to save because he saw the suffering of others, but because the feeling after saving others made people want to stop.

Damn merit, damn hell!

In this regard, Ghost Cry is very troubled, because of merit and hell, I don't know when, he actually has an addiction.

......

"Ghost crying?"

In the Buddhist hall, the monk sitting on the futon paused for a slight pause in his hand, and then slowly spoke: "Don't provoke him for the time being." ”

"No, however, Wang Sanniang, she went against the master's will. ”

"She has been taught a lesson, and if she no longer violates the will of the poor monk, let her go. ”

"Yes!"

The man behind him retreated, slowly closing the door, and the monk opened his eyes.

His eyes were pure, a kind of extreme indifference, so cold that it was cruel!

It was an unusual monk, very burly and tall, like a grizzly bear in human form.

His face was full of flesh, his neck was thicker than his head, and his face was full of beards like steel needles, which stood erect on his face with wanton arrogance.

His eyebrows were thick, as if they had been drawn with a brush, black and thick. His eyes are big, but the eyeballs are small, and with this face, he can scare crying children.

He was wearing a monk's robe on the outside, and the iron armor he was wearing on the inside, when he moved slightly, the nail leaf rubbed, and it would rattle. And on the thick neck, there are two circles of Buddha beads as thick as a child's fist, and the Buddha beads are pitch black, as if they are dyed with ink. And that big hand held a string of small Buddha beads, but the small Buddha beads were as white as jade, which was incompatible with that big hand.

On either side of his body, an iron whip was placed, with the thickness of his arms, four feet long, covered with bamboo knots, dark and cold, and glowing.

This monk is the general in Wang Sanniang's mouth. It's been 400 years, and it's finally back here.

In 400 years, he gave up sex, wine and meat, and had a compassionate heart, and he thought that he was already a qualified monk.

So he built a Buddhist hall in the backyard of the county government, where he was ordained as a monk, and the Dharma name was lost.

"Amitabha!" Wuyuan clasped his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, raised his head, and looked at the twisted Buddha statue in front of him.

The Buddha statue is made of flesh and blood, beating like a heart, and the blood vessels are like spider webs all over most of the Buddha hall, evil and bloody.

Yet, in the eyes of the unfounded, it is so holy.

There is a story in Buddhism called cutting meat and feeding eagles.

And now, this flesh Buddha feeds on old age, grows flesh and blood, and cuts it off to feed sentient beings.

Let this long-suffering remote county town live and multiply, let children survive the difficult and dangerous years of easy death, and let those useful old people temporarily regain their youth and survive the painful years.

And because of all these miracles, sentient beings have less suffering, and the Dharma can be spread.

There is no chance to believe that a hundred years later, this unit will be on the earth of the Buddha country.

Here, there is no birth, old age, sickness and death, here, there is no power and poverty, here, there will be - all beings are equal!

When you are young, you give a little time, I give a little time, when you are old, you get a little time, I get a little time. When it's time to go, I go away with a smile and no pain.

Such a place, not the Western Elysium, or what?

Thinking of these, the pupils of the unfortunate became more and more pure, and life in his eyes was more like a number.

As everyone knows, such purity is so terrible, and how cruel it is in the hearts of ordinary people with normal minds.

If the old monk could be resurrected, he would definitely regret it, regretting that he didn't have a chance to teach, and he ended up teaching such a half-hearted.

Whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, what I am most afraid of is this kind of half-hanging, who has a terrible talent, but has a half-understanding of Buddhism or Taoism, and often misinterprets the meaning, causing extremely terrible consequences.

"Knock knock!" there was a knock on the door.

Wuyuan's thoughts were interrupted, but he was not annoyed, and said, "Come in!"

The door was gently pushed open, and a man and a woman walked in, both with fanaticism in their eyes, and the woman with a big belly and clearly pregnant with Rokka.

The man and the woman knelt down at the same time, and the man asked tentatively, "Master, my wife is pregnant, and I wonder if the child in her womb is fortunate enough to contribute incense." ”

With a smile on his face, he was satisfied with the spread of the Dharma, nodded and smiled, "Naturally." ”

The face twitched, so the smile looked hideous, but in the eyes of the couple, the smile was so kind that people couldn't help but get close.

It is worthy of a living Buddha!

The couple thought in their hearts, and their faces became more and more fanatical.