Zhou Rui hesitated for a moment, but finally followed the old monk's wishes. He can see that if he doesn't go to the temple today, even if he turns around and goes to the White Pagoda Temple, maybe this old monk will come to make trouble again.

The old monk seemed to see his thoughts, and without saying much, he turned around and walked in the direction of the temple.

Zhou Rui followed behind, asking as he walked: "You just said that I have a catastrophe, what kind of catastrophe is it?"

"When you burn incense, you'll understand. The old monk said.

Zhou Rui didn't ask any more, and followed the old monk into the temple.

Compared with the white pagoda view where the incense is vigorous, this small temple is too down. There were no cobwebs or anything, but the walls were loose and crumbling, and they looked like they could fall down at any moment.

The house is probably built for decades, it is quite old, and cracks can be seen in many places.

In the yard, which covers an area of about dozens of square meters, a lot of vegetables are grown, and there is a rare well.

Further inside, there is a large hall like a white pagoda, in which some Buddha statues are enshrined.

The largest Amitabha Buddha, plus the base, is only two meters high, and others such as Bodhisattva Arhats, some are more than one meter, and some are less than one meter.

Moreover, the paint on the surface has peeled off under the ravages of time, and the workmanship is also very rough.

"The years of this temple are not short, right?" Zhou Rui asked.

The old monk hummed and said, "It has been thirty-six years since it was built in eighty-three years. ”

"Has it always been you?" Zhou Rui asked again.

The old monk sighed and said, "There used to be a few brothers and sisters, but then they all dispersed, leaving me with nowhere to go." Occasionally, a few laymen came to help clean up and offer some incense. ”

While speaking, the two had already entered the main hall.

The old monk took three sticks of incense from the offering table and handed them to Zhou Rui, saying, "If you burn incense and worship the Buddha, you will have the opportunity to practice Buddhism, and Pudu Cihang." ”

Zhou Rui took the incense and lit it on the candle.

The old monk guided on the side: "My Buddha is merciful, I don't need to perform three bows and nine bows, I just need to hold incense and worship until the Buddha's fate descends." ”

Zhou Rui walked to the statue according to his words, looked up, and saw Amitabha Buddha in the center, smiling but not smiling, as if angry but not angry. Of all the Buddha statues, only this one is the most vivid and the most dilapidated.

Looking at the eyes of the Buddha statue, Zhou Rui seemed to have seen something strange, and his expression was slightly in a trance.

The old monk next to him smiled slightly and said: "Emptiness is color, color is emptiness, and the suffering here should be the cause and effect of the previous life." All appearances are false, and if you see things that are not appearances, you will see them as they are. There is no self-appearance, people and sentient beings, and there is no non-appearance, and there is no non-appearance, and all appearances are called Buddhas......"

In his chanting, Zhou Rui's expression became more and more confused, and his eyelids gradually seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and gradually closed.

Eventually, he crooked and collapsed on the futon in front of him.

The incense in his hand was scattered on the ground.

The chanting stopped abruptly, and the old monk did not have the slightest surprised expression, as if he had expected it, and he seemed extremely calm.

It's just a smile on his face, gradually converging.

He looked at the Buddha statue and chanted again: "Subodhi! As you say, come and protect the Bodhisattvas and give them to the Bodhisattvas." Listen to it, and say to you, "A good man and a good woman, if you develop the three bodhichittas, you should dwell in this way and subdue their minds in this way." ”

While chanting, the old monk walked behind the Buddha statue and dragged out a vajra demon pestle.

This demonic pestle should be made of copper, with a slight patina on the surface, and the shape is also a little rough. It seemed to be very heavy, and the old monk had a lot of effort to hold.

Walking in front of Zhou Rui, holding the demon slaying pestle with both hands, and aiming the dagger-like tip at Zhou Rui's head, the old monk's eyes were extremely determined. He didn't delay any longer, and directly bent down and stabbed the Vajra Demon Descending Pestle in his hand towards Zhou Rui's head.

Although this is not really a dagger, with its weight and sharpness, it can easily pierce a person's head.

At this moment, Zhou Rui raised his hand violently and accurately grabbed the bottom of the demon pestle. No matter how hard the old monk tried, his palms did not move.

After opening his eyes, Zhou Rui slowly got up from the ground and said, "Sure enough, there is no white pie in the sky, who are you and why do you want to kill me?"

"Why didn't you ......," the old monk looked surprised.

Zhou Rui glanced at the incense on the ground that had not yet burned out, and said: "There is ecstasy incense in the White Pagoda Temple, and in order to be prepared, I drank Fu water before I came, and such things are ineffective for me." But you shouldn't be ecstasy incense, right? Simple rune water, can't be solved, fortunately I have other means, otherwise I would really die here inexplicably. ”

On the Book of Morality, a ball of golden light dispersed, and only Zhou Rui himself could see it. It was the moral golden light that took the initiative to protect the body, and Zhou Rui woke up from his confusion.

But instead of immediately debunking the old monk's trick, he continued to pretend to pass out and wanted to see what he was going to do.

Who knows, the old monk was murderous to him.

To be honest, this surprised Zhou Rui very much.

At first, he just thought the old monk was very strange, but after smelling the incense mixed with the incense, he guessed that the old man might be in the same group as the White Pagoda Temple.

Otherwise, how could he throw a stick at the most critical time to disturb Zhou Rui's evidence collection and lure him here to set up a game?

It's just that in Zhou Rui's opinion, even if the old monk and Bai Taguan were together, at most they only stunned him and tied him up, but he didn't expect that he was going to kill someone?

Seeing that he couldn't earn Zhou Rui, the old monk had to let go.

There was no longer a smile on his face, but instead he was serious and rigid: "You are cursed by heaven, you are a living dead who should not live! Although my Buddha is merciful to the world, I can't see a demon like you doing trouble." If I don't kill you, I'm ashamed of the Buddhas!"

Zhou Rui frowned, when the old monk said the word "Heavenly Punishment", he had already determined that this person had nothing to do with Baitaguan.

Because the curse is Zhou Rui's unique "secret", it is unlikely that someone will be blinded out. Moreover, he saw an unusual light in the eyes of the old monk.

"How do you know that I have been damned?" Zhou Rui asked.

"I have been reciting Buddhism for decades, and I have been able to open my eyes to the sky, and I can see it naturally. The old monk clasped his hands together and said, "I see that you still have a trace of kindness, and you still have a chance to get out of the sea of suffering." If you decide on your own, in the hell, in front of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, there should be someone to surpass you. ”

Zhou Rui was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "I don't believe in Buddhism, and I don't think I should die if I am punished by God." I was damned because I saved people. ”

"I don't care why you are cursed by God, but if you are cursed, you should not live!" The old monk's face was already a little hideous.

Zhou Rui's face was still calm, as if he did not have any emotional fluctuations because of the other party's words.

The old monk is very unreasonable, just like the blind God, it doesn't matter whether you save or harm people, anyway, as long as you are punished by God, you will die!

Just look at the results, don't ask about the process!

Looking at the old monk with more and more divine light in his eyes, Zhou Rui asked calmly, "What if I don't want to die?"

"Then I can only let the Buddha surpass you!" the old monk said, and suddenly an arrow rushed in, stretched out his arms, and hugged Zhou Rui tightly.

The pale white light seemed to flow out of his eyes, instantly igniting the whole person.

He hugged Zhou Rui and shouted: "I have been practicing Buddhism for decades, and I was supposed to benefit one party, but I was robbed of incense by that Taoist temple. I thought that I would be ashamed of the Buddhas in this life, but I didn't expect that when I was dying, you would send such a merit to the door. The three flavors are really burning my skin, and you will be wiped out too!"

The invisible and untouchable three-flavor true fire made Zhou Rui feel pain.

He didn't struggle, he just looked at the old monk who hugged him, and said, "So, you actually just want to kill me in exchange for a merit? As for why I am punished by God, if I don't die, whether I can save more people or not, can I not care?"

"Reciting the Buddha all his life is to achieve the Arhat status, if not, what's the point!" the old monk exhaled, his voice was very harsh, as if only in this way could he forget the pain of his body. Looking at Zhou Rui, who was hugged by himself and also ignited the three-flavor true fire, his eyes were full of joy.

As Zhou Rui said, it is unfair to save people by heaven, whether Zhou Rui should die, whether he can save more people if he is not killed, the old monk did not consider it at all.

He only knew that if he killed Zhou Rui, he would be able to become an Arhat fruit.

Looking down at his palm, the skin was burned in the invisible and colorless three-flavor true fire.

The intense pain made the anger in Zhou Rui's heart indescribable.

In the past, he always complained about God, thinking that God was too unreasonable, why should he suffer to save people?

But now, he doesn't complain.

Because even the monks who kept saying that they were merciful wanted to kill him.

Since they all want him to die, how can he die?

Staring at the old monk who hugged him, a coldness rose in Zhou Rui's eyes. He opened his mouth and spit out the words like the coldest ice in Layue: "I don't like to sacrifice myself for no reason to fulfill others. If you want to exchange me for Luo Han Guo, you are doomed!"

The old monk looked like crazy: "You have been ignited with the three flavors of true fire, and you will definitely die!"

"Then you can see it!" Zhou Rui snorted coldly, and a layer of golden armor emanated from his body, pushing the three-flavor true fire out directly. Two clouds of golden light dissipated from the cover of the Tao Te Tianshu, causing the invisible flame to be directly extinguished.

No matter how strong the three-flavor true fire on the old monk's body was, it could no longer affect Zhou Rui.

This scene made the old monk stunned, and then he shouted frantically: "Impossible! This is the real fire of the three flavors, how can you ...... I am an Arhat, you are a meritorious, no!"

At the end of the shouting, the old monk's voice had already begun to be full of pleading: "I only want to achieve the Arhat Fruit Rank, and if I don't become an Arhat, I will be completely scattered." If you still have a good heart, save me......"

Zhou Rui looked at him coldly, unmoved.

He was willing to save people, but not the kind of people who wanted to kill him.

Not to mention that the old monk's soul is scattered, even if the whole family dies, he will not blink an eye.

What bullshit has the virtue of a good life in heaven, it's all a coaxing lie!

If you let me die, then you will die first!