In full view of everyone, I walked through the county hall, through the courtyard behind the hall, and came to the Buddha hall.

In the Buddhist hall, the candlelight flickered, and a big monk sat quietly on the futon, if it weren't for the wriggling blood vessels everywhere, it would still look a little peaceful.

"Let's go inside. The county lieutenant who led the way said, and then warned: "Don't have any bad thoughts, otherwise, we will tear you apart." ”

After speaking, he said inside: "Master, the people are here. ”

The great monk did not stand up, but a loud voice rang out: "Let them in." ”

Ghost Cry and Wang Sanniang glanced at each other and walked in.

Although the picture in the Buddha hall looks strange and creepy, the ghost crying is not afraid, on the contrary, the closer you get, the more reassuring it is.

Wherever the blade goes, he is invincible. And where the blade misses, he has a weak heart.

As he approached, it should be the other party who was afraid.

As for Wang Sanniang, she is already a monster, and she is also a powerful tiger demon, with nearly five hundred years of Taoism and unparalleled hand-to-hand combat ability.

The north wind is coming, and the ten thousand laws are withering, she is not weakened much, and according to common sense, there is no reason to be the one who should be weakened.

The two of them walked in with their feet raised, and with a squeak, the door behind them slowly closed.

Wuyuan stood up from the futon, folded his hands and bowed slowly to the meat Buddha. The meat Buddha grinned, nodded slightly, and actually looked quite naïve.

It's just that the mouth like a meat bag, the blood vessels connected to the body like spider webs, the potholes on the body, the layers of wrinkles, and the largest body size, it looks like a sense of horror that looks like a human and inhuman.

Turning around without a chance, Ghost Cry saw his face, which was an extremely vicious face, crisscrossed with unbreakable horizontal flesh, plus several scars, which made ordinary people feel afraid and retreat at a glance.

But Devil May Cry thinks it's nothing, because ordinary people see him too. Born from the heart or something, Ghost Cry has always thought it was.

"Wang Zhongwen!" Wang Sanniang gritted her teeth.

Wuyuan's hideous face squirmed, and he tried to show a smile: "This female benefactor, please call the poor monk Wuyuan." ”

"No chance!" Wang Sanniang's heart was burning with anger: "Why are you, kill my guest!"

"Sanniang thinks it's the hand of a poor monk?"

"Nearly nine feet tall, using an iron whip as a weapon, it's not you, or who?" Sanniang's eyes were red, and markings began to appear on her body.

"These days, the poor monk has never stepped out of this Buddhist hall. ”

Wang Sanniang was stunned, and looked at Wuyuan in disbelief: "I will believe it if you have it?"

"You've believed. He clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha!"

Wang Sanniang's heart shook, she instinctively believed in the words of the unprovoked, but intellectually felt that it was the hand that had no chance.

For a while, he froze in place, his eyes were distracted, and he couldn't advance or retreat.

It's amazing!

The ghost cried out in his heart, and when he saw that he had no chance to look over, he put his hands together and saluted: "The ghost cries the donor, the poor monk is polite." ”

Ghost Cry clasped his hands together, saluted back, and then smiled: "Looking at the master's appearance, it seems to know me." ”

"Recently, the famous ghost cry naturally knows. Wuyuan's eyes looked at the long knife on Ghost Cry's waist: "Your knife is terrifying." ”

"You're not afraid I'll kill you?" the ghost cried and cracked his mouth, revealing a mouth full of white teeth.

Wu Yuan also cracked his mouth: "My Buddha is merciful, you won't do it." ”

Ghost Cry's left hand held the scabbard, and his thumb pressed against the knife grid, with a slight force, pushing out a section, revealing the bright yellow copper blade.

Wuyuan watched the ghost cry calmly, without any fear, and the iron whips placed on both sides of the futon stayed there quietly, and Wuyuan had no intention of bending down to pick it up.

"Let me ask you, those who are going to leave this county have disappeared without a trace, where have they gone?"

As he spoke, the ghost cried and stared at the face of the unreasonable, wanting to see it clearly.

There is no chance of Gujing Wubo, and he replied slowly: "Some people who have eaten Buddha meat, naturally they can't leave too far, otherwise they will be hungry and they will starve to death." Some...... Amitabha!"

Wuyuan closed his eyes: "Please forgive me, it is indeed the believers under the seat who have broken the precepts, and the poor monks will recite scriptures and pray for those who died in vain." ”

"What about the old monk?"

"Old monk?" thought for a while: "Here, I have only seen an old monk, and I remember that he had two apprentices, one called Buwen and the other called Buwen. ”

Ghost Cry nodded: "Yes, it's him." ”

"He! He came to his disciple and didn't hear it, he didn't hear it, he didn't want to go back with him, and in the middle of the dispute, he didn't hear that he beat him to death with a wooden stick, Amitabha, sin and sin!"

Ghost Cry asked, "What are you doing all this for?"

Wuyuan's eyes, which had always been ancient and waveless, finally changed, became hot, and his voice became excited: "Since it is to establish an earthly Buddha country where there is no disaster, no disease, no death, no life, no high and low, and all beings are equal. ”

Ghost Cry's eyelids began to beat, and as the topic deepened, he felt more and more that this monk was terrifying.

It's not that it's terrible in strength, it's terrible in mind.

It's not because the demon in his heart has become like this, I'm afraid the demon can't have any effect on him, but the terrible thing about him is that it all comes from his heart, and he sincerely believes that what he did is right.

The ghost's voice became hoarse, and his back bent slightly: "What will happen if I kill you here?

The flame in Wuyuan's eyes faded, and he became ancient again: "If the donor kills the poor monk, the meat Buddha will die, and the people who eat the Buddha's flesh will starve to death because there is no meat to eat, and the rest of the people can survive this winter, but unfortunately, the earthly Buddha kingdom will not be established." ”

Well, it did!

Devil Cry thought to herself, and her slightly curved back became straight again, and the thumb that was against the knife grid curved, and with a click, the blade and scabbard were tightly shut.

"Does the donor still have doubts?"

"One last doubt. Ghost Cry stared at Wuyuan without blinking: "Those children, but they came here voluntarily. ”

Wu Yuan did not answer directly, but said: "Children are ignorant, so it is naturally up to their parents and elders to decide." ”

"How can the master be sure that the adults who brought those children are their parents and elders?"

Wuyuan smiled: "People are kind, they won't deceive poor monks." ”

"All hearts are good?" the ghost cried and laughed: "The master really believes it." ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk naturally believes in it. "I didn't have a chance to fold my hands.

"A good one naturally believes. ”

The ghost cried and smiled, and said, "There is no confusion, the master will leave." ”

After speaking, he took the wrist of the depressed Wang Sanniang and walked towards the door.

As soon as I arrived at the door and opened the door, I heard a voice from behind me: "The poor monk does not want to be the enemy of the donor, and I hope that the donor will not hinder the poor monk for the sake of all living beings." ”

Ghost Cry paused for a moment, and then walked out without hesitation.

"Amitabha. He clasped his hands together, looked at the back of the ghost crying, and looked back at the meat Buddha sitting on the lotus throne with a lost expression, and said, "I regret that I missed a Dharma Protector Vajra." ”