Except for a few people, no one knew that a tragedy was about to happen at the foot of the mountain.

It will cost dozens or hundreds of lives and hundreds of families suffer.

While the others were still doing their daily routines, or waiting for the children who were about to go up the mountain, Su Wen and Dao Yan appeared at the edge of the temple in a few flashes, and then disappeared and then appeared at the bottom of the mountain, behind the house at the edge of the crowd.

When the two arrived here to see that the car had not come, they finally breathed out and went out to wait for the bus that was coming soon.

"You're doing a great job here." While the two of them waited, perhaps knowing that they couldn't stay here for long, Dao Ji said to Su Wen.

Su asked not knowing how to answer. In fact, he didn't want Daoji to leave.

But in the face of such a situation, except for Daoji, I am afraid that it is difficult for anyone to turn the tide.

"I am very relieved to see such a prosperous era this time. Although the life of a mortal is short, there is much less suffering. Although there are injustices, there are such and such things, but for them it is the best of times.

Although the Pure Land is good, it is not a place for everyone, and there is no way to do it.

Maybe one day, everyone will really become a Buddha, but I don't know when. Dao Ji sighed.

"It's good to take a step forward." Su Wen said softly.

Dao Ji laughed: "Yes, the road has to be walked step by step, the meal has to be eaten in one bite, and if you can, you can take a step forward." You've done a good job. ”

"It's not even close." Su Wen shook his head slightly. I just hope that in my lifetime, I can really spread the Dharma all over the world.

Although it is still far from in Xinhuadu.

"Here we are." Su Wen saw a yellow bus driving in the distance.

At this time, dozens of children sat together eating snacks and talking on the bus, and the teacher was also sitting on the seat playing with his mobile phone.

The driver began to slow down and prepare to stop when he was about to reach the outskirts of the crowd, and in front of him was the spontaneously formed market at the foot of the mountain of Joshinji Temple, which could not be passed.

However, at this time, he was horrified to find that when he released the accelerator and stepped on the brakes, the car did not react at all.

The speed has not slowed down in the slightest.

At this time, there were still 100 meters away from the edge of the crowd, and at a speed of fifty or sixty per hour, he was still desperately stepping on the brakes, but the crowd was getting closer and closer.

The driver slammed the steering wheel, preferring to crash into the nearby woods than into the crowd.

But something happened that made his brain go blank, and the steering wheel was not easy to use.

At this time, the crowd also noticed the two buses that were coming quickly, and even the vehicles behind them also noticed that something seemed to be wrong.

The crowd began shouting for shelter.

But there are so many people, not everyone can notice the reaction.

The dodging and the distant collided together, and the scene suddenly became chaotic, and the surrounding area was filled with shouts and screams.

Seeing this situation, Su Wen shouted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! ”

The sound reached everyone's ears, and everyone noticed that Su Wen was standing there.

And next to him is a Dao Ji who is familiar to many patients.

"Don't mess around." Su Wen said.

"Master run." The others were not as calm as him, and shouted at Su Wen with a look of urgency, and some people wanted to reach out to pull Su Wen.

With just these two sentences, the vehicle has arrived in front of everyone, and the distance is only more than ten meters.

The speed is fifty or sixty kilometers per hour, and more than ten meters is a second.

Seeing that the bus crashed up, at this time, Daoji raised his palm with his left hand, made a noise of the Buddha's horn, and pressed the fan in his right hand towards the front of the car.

What is a mantis arm as a car?

A thin monk, who was no more than 1.7 meters tall, reached out to meet a high-speed bus.

People who saw this scene came up with this idea.

A lot of people screamed.

It seemed that in the next minute, the bus would crash into Daoji and Su Wen, and then run into the crowd.

Chaos began to spread into the distance.

The people in the direction of the vehicle were fleeing for their lives in both directions.

Those who were a little farther away looked at what was about to happen with fear and shock in their eyes.

The children on the bus screamed.

And the driver has a blank head.

He didn't dare to think about what would happen next.

Dao Ji's emaciated hand drew an arc and slapped it on the front of the oncoming car.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the car seemed to hit a wall, and the entire front face began to deform.

The power and inertia of Daoji's car continued to press down, and the back half of the vehicle was warped and fell down heavily.

The loud noise made everyone stop running in all directions, and turned their heads to stare blankly at this impossible scene.

An emaciated monk pressed the front of a high-speed bus down, and the bus came to a halt.

And the two front wheels of the bus, the lower half of which are almost completely sunk into the ground.

A scene like a barren night talk appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and watched in disbelief.

When Daoji's hand leaves the front of the car, you can see that there is a palm-sized handprint in the center of the deformation of the front of the car.

"Amitabha, the poor monk will go, and when we see you again, we will have a drink with the abbot." Dao Ji turned around and smiled at Su Wen, and his whole body was covered in golden light, even ordinary people could see it.

"Amitabha." Su Wen clasped his hands together.

After that, the grains of golden sand on Daoji's body fell, and finally turned into a piece of golden sand and rose to the sky.

Under the witness of countless people, it soared into the sky.

At the same time, the faces of many monks in the Pure Heart Temple changed greatly, and they all looked at the golden light that rose to the sky at the bottom of the mountain.

Many people still remember this scene vividly, the last time such a scene was when Fahai passed away, and this time, who will it be?

Xuan Che and Jing Lian were both incredulous: "Who is it?" ”

The Dragon Seeker Viewer, who was not far away, had a shocked face, and rushed out of the quiet room in a few steps to look at the golden light not far away.

Wuzhen Temple, Qixia Temple, Caotang Temple, Longchang Temple, Guojing Temple, these ancestral courts have people who have sensed.

In places such as Zhongnan Mountain, there are even more hidden people who are aware of it.

In the northeast, Igabu and Mrs. Hu are standing in front of the window.

In Chongyang Palace and Longhu Mountain, there are Taoists who open their eyes and look into the distance, and exclaim: "Who is it?" ”

His Holiness the Tantric Great Compassion looked into the distance and shook the prayer flag, his mouth refusing.

Nanhai Yi Nun, who was talking to a pair of twin sisters, also raised his head sharply at this time, and said half-loudly: "Do you know who it is?" ”

The two sisters didn't understand what Lao Ni meant.

With the cultivation of the two of them, they can't feel it yet.

The archbishop, who was thinking about the largest church in Ben City, frowned and looked into the distance, and said for a long time: "I can't imagine that there are such people today." ”

Although it is broad daylight, some people are aware of the neon, Seoul, and Southeast Asia.

This time the momentum was louder than the last time, and more people were sensed.

And the location is also not far from the last time.