Chapter 55: I Am Me, Different to Fire!

The three of them stopped talking, and the atmosphere became eerie and silent.

At this time, an old monk with white eyebrows floated on the bluestone path, walking without making a sound at all, and even the air seemed to be stagnant.

"I've seen the Universal Master!" the mother and daughter of the Wei family greeted humbly.

Almost at the same time, Qin Hao also greeted him with a smile: "Old man, hello!" because he found that the old monk walked straight towards him with a smile.

The whole world passed by the mother and daughter of the Wei family, nodded slightly, and stared at Qin Hao.

The world clasped his hands together, pronounced a Buddha name, and said, "Daoyou have been waiting for a long time!"

"You invited me?" Qin Hao was surprised.

"No, it's a Taoist friend who came uninvited!" said indifferently, his voice was quiet and broad, making the listener seem to have a sense of emptiness.

"Well, that, I broke into the mountain gate by mistake and looked at Haihan. Qin Hao said sneeringly.

But I was muttering in my heart, shouldn't you be a tourist attraction that you can't wait for people to consume, why do you still put up a score of inviting or not, am I already poor to the point of fame? But your high incense sells for 500 a piece, which is too dark. Free incense is available at your house, but there is no one in line to receive free incense, wouldn't it be too obvious for me to go by myself!

Alas, in the final analysis, I still have no money and thin skin, and I didn't incense your Buddha, blame me!

The old monk seemed to have thought about life for a while, and then said slowly: "It's okay, it's okay, the one who comes is a guest." ”

Qin Hao immediately glanced at him, then what kind of score did you just put up!

"Fellow Daoist, have you been to the main hall just now?"

"Huh, what hall?" A trace of uneasiness flashed in Qin Hao's heart.

At this time, the old monk took out two hundred and five and stretched them out in front of Qin Hao.

"Old man, what are you doing, I haven't lost money, although I also love money, but in front of the Buddha, I would never dare to take such ill-gotten gains. ”

Pushi was slightly stunned and said: "This banknote is full of blood, which is exactly the same as the qi on the body of the Daoist, and the number of this banknote is two hundred and five, which is also consistent with the character of the Daoist." It can be seen that this thing must be the belongings of Taoist friends, and my Buddha Pudu sentient beings are doing the way of heaven and promoting great virtues, and they must not be rewarded at all, and I hope that Taoist friends will take it back!"

Wei Xueling on the side was about to laugh, this thing looks at the sky and the earth on weekdays, it turns out that his heart is very weak, as soon as he arrives at the Buddhist temple, he can't wait to bribe the Buddha with money, the key is that you have to be a little sincere, okay, two hundred and five, you are embarrassed to take out your hand, if the Buddha really accepts the two hundred and five, wouldn't it be the same as you......

Qin Hao was so embarrassed that he had to exaggeratedly dig through all his pockets, and then pretended to suddenly realize: "Ah, it's indeed the money I dropped, thank you, old man, your noble Buddha who picks up gold is really admirable!"

I was so depressed in my heart that I thought my money smelled of blood, and I dared to ask how many clean money there were in this world, at least my money had a strong smell of sweat in addition to the smell of blood, and it was quite comfortable to spend. Unlike the money of some profiteers and corrupt officials in China, except for the smell of blood and the smell of corpses, this kind of money is good to spend.

Moreover, I am clearly 520, where is 250, you people with dark hearts, can't you think more about the good in everything, always think about the bad, won't your life be full of pain!

Also, you have an incense hypermarket, the business is so hot, and there is a merit box in front of the door that is higher than the head, and you are embarrassed to say that you must not be rewarded, which is obviously despising me for being poor!

After such a toss, Qin Hao didn't have the face to stay here, nodded and turned around to leave.

"Fellow Daoist, let's stay!" the old monk stretched out his hand to stay.

"Old man, I'm just a vulgar person, my mind is full of red dust and vulgar things, and I have a bloody atmosphere, but I can't afford to be an elegant name like a Taoist friend. Besides, you are still friends with a high-ranking monk like you, how dare you!. ”

"Amitabha! The way of the poor monk is the little Daoer, and the way of the Taoist friend is the great road. My Buddha has a cloud: put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground! The realm of Taoist friends is so high that it is already between the demon Buddhas, draw the knife to become a demon, and abandon the knife to become a Buddha!"

"Well, if you abandon the sword, I don't know if you can become a Buddha, but becoming a corpse is a matter of minutes, and you can't even do it as a ghost. It's too risky, but it's safer for me to hold a knife. ”

"Besides, let's not say whether there is a Buddha in this world, even if there is, I'm not interested, good people don't do it, what do you do as a Buddha, what do you do to be a Buddha, what are you doing as a Buddha?

The more Qin Hao spoke, the more energetic he became, the smile on the old monk's face became thicker and thicker, but Wei Xueling couldn't stand it anymore.

I saw her raise her breath into the dantian and shouted: "Shut up! Don't blaspheme the Buddha in the temple! Everyone in the world seeks to become a Buddha, but you are the only fool who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

"After becoming a Buddha, you can enjoy the worship of hundreds of millions of living beings under the heavens, through the past and the present, and immortal ......for eternity."

Besides, everyone in the world asks for Buddha, but I don't ask for it, this can reflect my specialness, what is the most expensive in these years, and things are rare and expensive, so I am more valuable than everyone in the world, you should bow to me now, and you don't have to wait until I become a Buddha!"

"Besides, what do hundreds of millions of living beings have to do with me? Who do they love to worship? What does immortality have to do with me? I just want to be glorious for a lifetime! A hundred years later, the people I know and those who know me are almost dead, what's the point of not leaving, you say yes!"

"Of course not!" Wei Xue's chest rose and fell violently in anger, but she could only shout, and there was no way to refute it at all. This thing has already escaped into the devil's way......

"Everyone in the world is drunk, I'm sober!" the old monk couldn't help but admire.

This was the case with the Red Lotus Venerable back then, who was rebellious and domineering all his life. Thirty years of tempering, once enlightened, since then the sword light and sword shadow, the killing ring, against the Buddha door since the ancient wind of forbearance.

For a time, the mountains and rivers changed color, and the blood flowed like rivers! But in troubled times, heavy canons were used, and chaotic countries sought the Demon Buddha. In that era of human mourning, people and demons are one, and only by cutting down old trees and giving birth to new sprouts can we rectify the world and turn things around!

However, the Red Lotus Venerable entered the Tao by killing, which hurt the heavens and the peace, and could only exist in the troubled times, and when the heavens and the earth were clear, there was nothing to hide, and he could only dissolve the Great Dao and return to heaven and earth.

Now, the young man in front of him has a faint red lotus phantom behind him. The Red Lotus Dao Marrow must be integrated into his heart, the demon seed has been formed, and the rise of the great demon in the world is unstoppable. If you can't take advantage of the situation, you will enter the Buddha from the devil, and the misery of the living soul will be inevitable.