Weird, isn't it?

After all, there is such a thing as a plum blossom pile in Shaolin Temple............

It has long been common to want to be stressed in an unstable standing position............

Immediately after, Yuanshan stood up violently without further ado.

He hadn't eaten for three days, he was really hungry and a little dizzy. When I stood up suddenly, I was still a little anemic.

Seeing that the man who was carrying his feet swung out the machete on his waist, it also turned into a three-petaled ............

Fortunately, the hand in his eyes has also become three-petaled.

Click!!

The thief who left the ground with one foot didn't have much strength at all, and was directly framed by Yuan Shan, who stood up, with a move [Mighty King Kong Finger], and the next moment, only one sound could be heard............

Gaba.

The shoddy blade was cut open by Yuan Shan's two fingers, and then shattered in half.

As soon as this move came out, the two groups of people across the river opened their eyes one after another, their mouths opened wide, and their jaws were about to fall to the ground.

The gang of horse thieves were dumbfounded, watching their boss deflated, and looking at each other, not knowing what to do.

And although the group of people in the village sheltered from the rain in the house, they also saw Yuanshan's every move clearly through the light.

People began to talk about the ability to do good............

"Oops...... This is a master! Luckily, he's not a bandit............."

The other guy nodded, and even had some admiration for Wonseon.

"However, this guy is even more skilled than those bandits!"

A person next to him rubbed his chin and estimated Yuanshan's specific strength.

"This monk alone, if he wants to rob him in the village, I'm afraid that hundreds of people won't be able to stop him............"

The man who first reported the news with his hands on his chest and his eyebrows were skimmed into a figure-eight shape.

"Oh no, I wasn't very kind to him...... How?"

The village chief on the side comforted his worried mood and explained: "This monk would rather starve for two days, and he has not used strength to the village, it seems that he has not bragged, he is really a master from Shaolin Temple, a monk...... I don't think it will do anything to us. ”

In an instant, as soon as Yuanshan made a move, he became the object of awe and even fear of the whole village.

But............ The horse bandits who do all kinds of evil are not afraid of such goodness.

They will only think that it is the boss's knife and that something is wrong.

After all, things will break after a long time.

"You Spread My !!"

Seeing that Yuanshan was still pinching his feet, the boss who took the lead was a little anxious, and he couldn't break it off, so he had to scold angrily.

But unexpectedly............ Won-sun really let go.

Then he bowed his head slightly, folded his hands and said: "This benefactor, how much you have offended......"

Unexpectedly, I also lost a ............

If it was Jianming, he would be beaten up on the spot, and the thief would capture the king first.

If it were Aoyama, he might have threatened this person's life, or killed them all on the spot............

However, Yuan Shan will not do it like the two of them, he is kind and simple, and he is not willing to hurt anyone.

Even though...... It is a sinner who does no evil.

Kind eyebrows and kind eyes, only crossing, not killing.

That's what he's always been.

It's just that............ When you are merciful to your enemies, they will never be merciful to you.

The leader was stunned, but he didn't expect that he would let the other party release him, and he really let him go.

Then when he asked him to give way, why didn't he let him..................

This man is purely sick in the brain.

Thinking of this, he retreated to the back of the bridge, where his companions were, and shouted to a masked brother: "Hey, lend me your iron rod! Lao Tzu will not believe in this evil today..................

Before he could finish speaking, he snatched from the man's hand an iron rod about the height of a man, which was at least as thick as a man's arm.

If this thing hits someone...... It's not a question of whether it hurts or not.

"Excuse me, you girl, if you don't want to die, hurry up and get away from Lao Tzu! For the sake of your apology just now, I can not kill you!"

He has stood up, and the demeanor of Yuanshan standing in front of the bridge is still so identified, like a century-old tree, let the wind and rain blow, he will not move half a step.

"No, I can't. ”

Phew————————

The leader had long thought that Yuanshan would give this answer, and at this moment, he raised the iron rod in his hand and smashed it towards Yuanshan's head..................

Between the storm and the whistling of iron rods, only one sentence from the monk was heard: "Donor, it's not good to fight and kill, come, borrow this thing from me." ”

As soon as the words fell, a thunderbolt flashed in the sky, illuminating the whole scene as if it were day, and masking the huge metal slamming sound.

And after the thunder, the huge iron rod was already pinched in Yuanshan's hand.

"This ...... This hand ............"

Before the bandit leader could be surprised, something even more surprising happened in front of everyone's eyes.

I saw Yuan Shan pinching the two ends of the iron rod with both hands, opening his horse and gradually starting to exert his strength............

With a snap of his fingers, the iron rod had already begun to twist, as if it had been bent, and in such a majestic rain, Yuanshan twisted like that, and the iron rods in the twisted palms kept making a creaking and wailing sound.

The onlookers were so frightened that they even forgot that they were still standing in the rain, and in the big house behind them, there were still seven or eight people poking their heads out..................

In less than a moment, the originally sturdy and heavy iron rod was rounded up..................

.................. Pinched into a puppy.

The method of using this power was taught to him by Niu Dachun.

The pinching method of this balloon puppy was taught to him by Xiaohong.

"Oh yes! That's amazing...... It's just that everyone in the village wrestles with him, I'm afraid I won't be able to break him!"

"Didn't I wake up? Is this kind of thing possible......?"

Both groups were dumbfounded, having forgotten where they had been.

However, there is also a man who gritted his teeth, denying everything in front of him.

"What are you stunned about! Don't you get me a knife quickly!"

Even this pouring rain could not extinguish the man's anger, and he walked across the bridge angrily, drew a knife from his partner's waist, and without saying a word, slashed with the knife————

"Look at what you can do! I don't believe in this evil today!!"

It's a pity...... Some things, believe it or not, are facts.

Whoosh————————

The man used all his strength to swing a knife that cut the raindrops in the air in half, although he was a layman, but this knife was definitely dangerous enough.

So much so that many villagers closed their eyes..................

However, it was pitch black in front of them, and they heard nothing but the sound of rain and wind. Gradually, the exclamations of the people around me came..................

They also opened their eyes, only to see the sequin sword, and now ...... It is impartial, embedded in the palm of Yuanshan's outstretched hand, and between its fingers..................

【Mighty Finger】

The five fingers are palmed together and put together, and the power of the inch of gold is tightly sealed, even so that the burly bandit leader holds the knife in his hand, and he can't pull it out no matter how he pulls it, and he can't retreat half a step, so he can only abandon the knife.

"Then donor, I'll help you deal with this too.................."

"Wait ............!!"

After speaking, Yuan Shan unhurriedly clamped the blade with his fingers, held the handle of the knife with one hand, and exerted his strength for less than a moment............

Wrap it, wrap it, twist it into an iron ball, and wrap it into a twist.

I'm afraid this knife can't be used............

"You!!you!!you bastard!!!!"

The bandit leader was so angry that he kept scolding his mother in his heart, turned around and left, and went to borrow weapons.

"Donor, calm down, don't let the nameless fire burn the merit forest!"

Pedal ————

The man walking on the bridge was completely unable to listen to Wonseon's words.

He gritted his teeth and muttered, "Return the merits...... Lao Tzu has no morality, where does the merit come from!"

........................

In this way, seven or eight went back and forth, standing alone at the feet of Yuanshan in front of the narrow bridge, and there were a lot of metal 'toys'.

As far as the eye can see, several villagers behind Yuanshan have begun to fold their hands, not knowing what they are worshipping or why they are praying.

"Hah...... Ha...... Ha ............"

The bandit leader gasped and stood in front of Yuanshan empty-handed, helpless.

All the weapons of the group, the guys, even the kettle..................

For a moment, the leader fell into confusion, standing at the head of the bridge and looking at Yuan Shan, not knowing what to do.

And at this moment, Wonshan ...... It gave him a great idea.

After all, Buddhism is like that, it gives guidance to people who are confused.

It's just that Yuanshan's method is more like a threat than persuasion..................

He squeezed his fingers twice, and then brought his thick eyebrows and big eyes, like a big face of the big brother of society, close to the head of the bandit.

"Donor, do you still want to fight now?"

How to fight? The guy has nothing to do, and he fights with his bare hands?

The man quickly glanced at the 'toys' on the soles of Yuanshan's feet.

Hiss ——————

How does this work?

"Don't fight, don't fight, don't fight, master...... We know .................. wrong."

"Uh-huh.................."

Yuan Shan nodded contentedly, and then said earnestly: "Amitabha, several donors can change their evil and return to the right, and seek good karma, the so-called put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground............"

After hearing this, the bandit leader looked embarrassed, and the sweat on his face had melted into the rain.

Originally, he planned to go back like this today, but looking at the monk's tone, it seems that he doesn't plan to let them go like this today............

Thinking of this, he immediately knelt down on the spot, and swept his head back, causing the group of younger brothers to kneel down together.

"Then Master, you think it would be !?."