The scholar sneered: "Forgive me, this nun doesn't understand, and if she does, she won't be willing to be a monk!" Look at this Buddha, the Bodhisattva in the hall, looks majestic, worshipped, burns incense and prays, and I don't know how many good men and women have been deceived, but there is a little miracle? begging him not to be, suing him for not working, everyone said that his golden body was not bad and would not be destroyed, but in fact, it was broken and it was a clay tire and wood plastic, just a bunch of tattered skins. ”

Jing En clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, the donor is not too much to destroy the Buddha and destroy the Tao." ”

"Hahaha! Who will destroy the Buddha and destroy the Tao, in the next is just based on the truth, but there is a little mistake. Since the Buddha bears people first, why should people believe in Buddha, the reason why I worship ghosts and not worship Buddha is only because ghosts and monsters still manifest spirits, and these mud tires and wood sculptures, pretending to be façades, have harmed how many people who have rescued people! I don't think you, a nun, don't have to live in this dilapidated temple to spend her years in vain, anyway, this is the territory of the Heavenly Master's Dao, and there are not many Buddhist believers, so this will break the mud tire and return to the vulgar. The more this person spoke, the more excited he became, so he went to the hall where the Bodhisattva was enshrined, and seeing his menacing appearance, he was about to go in and punch the mud fetus Buddha and kick the wood carving Bodhisattva.

Jing En went to the door of the hall and said lightly: "The donor is driven by profit, and his heart is insincere, although he worships the Bodhisattva and does not manifest his spirit, how can he be angry with my Buddha." The scholar rushed to the front and said angrily: "It is not me who worships the Bodhisattva, but someone else, you have to say that she is not sincere, and there is no more person in the world who is honest with her, it is the Bodhisattva who is at a loss, and from then on, I will never believe in Buddha again." He put the folding fan in his hand towards Jing Eun, trying to push her in. Jing En was holding his hands together, saw the folding fan handed over, stretched out his two fingers, and said in his mouth: "Right and wrong, there is karma, the donor slanders the world with one person's opinion, but it is just a partial cover, and it is inevitable that there will be a difference." ”

The scholar didn't use much strength, but it shouldn't be difficult to push a nun away, but he didn't know that the folding fan was like hitting a towering tree, and it didn't move at all. "Huh!? Wow, it turns out that there are still some Taoism, and for the boastful monks, there is only more hatred in the future. With a hard hand, the folding fan suddenly opened, and the fan was like a knife, and it was slashed towards Jingen. Jing En had nothing in her hand, but she continued to stretch her two fingers forward, facing the fan and clamping it, her fingers were like the wind, and the folding fan had not yet been drawn to the front, and it had been caught by her two fingers. Until this time, the scholar Fang was taken aback, this fan was his cultivation treasure, and he was reluctant to throw it away, so he hurriedly pulled it to his side, and at the same time felt that this nun was unfathomable, and it was better to stay away. He grabbed the fan and jumped backwards. The figure was together, and sure enough, it moved back a few feet, and the fan was still in his hand. The scholar was about to put his mind at ease, but he saw that the nun was still smiling and moaning, still holding a fan between her fingers.

The scholar was really in a hurry, and as soon as he lifted his foot, he kicked the nun in the hem, and at the same time continued to move his body backwards, just wanting to get out of the door. This time, he still moved a few feet, and he had retreated to the gate of Deji Temple. I only listened to Jing En's voice and said: "The wind rises and falls, and the leaves move with the wind, all of which are bumpy and unbreakable from the origin of nature, and the donor moves like the wind, but where do you want to take the poor nun?" The scholar opened his eyes and saw that Jing En was still in front of him, not only did he clamp the fan, but the other palm had already slapped to his chest! It seems that I can only endure the pain of cutting my love, so give this fan away. The scholar let go of the fan, jumped back, and was already out of the temple gate. This time, Jing En didn't chase after him, but only heard the scholar scolding at the door: "Demon nun, this fan should be given to you, I don't think there is anyone in this temple, it is better to recruit a monk in the temple who stepped on the door, and make a pair with you, this fan is a token of love......" was talking but did not speak.

Jing En took a fan and looked out of the door, only to see the scholar and the other two looking at each other outside the temple gate. One of them shouted, "Forgive me!? The people of the Onido! He drew his sword with his backhand. This scholar didn't expect to meet an enemy who recognized him here, and after taking a closer look at the faces of the two, he sneered again: "Who is my Dao, it turned out to be a kid from the Kunlun faction." I know the two of you, especially this kid surnamed Fang, who had a thought-provoking remark in the Invitation Moon Hall at the beginning, and I still remember it in my heart. "The people who met Sikong Liang unexpectedly were Qian Wenyi and Fang Zhong who came back from the Heavenly Master Dao. The two of them arrived in front of the gate of Deji Temple, but they saw a person jumping out of it. Sikong forgave him: "You can run fast, and you actually came here." Looking left and right, he saw that there were only Qian Wenyi and Fang Zhong, and said with a smile: "What are you two doing here?" It just so happens that I have a good thing here and I don't need someone who is a good match. Sikong Liang pointed at Qian Wenyi and said: "Look at your dignified appearance, don't go to Kunlun Mountain, there is a demon nun here who is very idle, you might as well go here, and the rest of this little brother will follow me, and he will never be treated badly, how do you say that these two are beautiful." Qian Wenyi scolded: "Fart, eat my sword first!" "Rushing over is a sword to forgive this commonplace

Sikong Liang took a few steps back and sneered: "You deceived me into wanting to exert power without a blade in my hand, if I really release the treasure, how can you be my opponent." Qian Wenyi didn't pay attention to it at all, and when he got closer, he counted swords. Sikong Liang hid and watched, and saw that Fang Zhong was only one person, and the demon nun had not left the temple gate. Sikong forgave the emptiness, dropped Qian Wenyi and suddenly rushed towards Fang Zhong.

Sikong Liang was as condescending as a goshawk pounced on a rabbit, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the top of Fang Zhong's head. Fang Zhong was carrying the fishbone sword on his back, and when he saw Sikong Liang suddenly coming towards him, he hurriedly pulled out the fishbone sword, preparing to deal with this sharp blow. Sikong Liang suddenly saw that Fang Zhong below was dignified and steady, but his heart tightened, feeling that this son was not so easy to catch, but the arrow was out of the string and could not be recovered. Qian Wenyi saw that Sikong Liang was running towards Fang Zhong, but he was surprised, he was afraid that Fang Zhong would lose, so he hurriedly chased after him. At this moment, I heard Jing En say in the temple gate: "This fan has teeth and claws, grimace and murderous face, and the place of Buddhism cannot be left, so it should be returned to the donor!" "An object spun and flew out, towards the place where Sikong Liang fell.

Sikong Liang was forced by Fang Zhong's solemn momentum, and it was difficult for him to ride a tiger, and when he saw the folding fan flying out, he was overjoyed and said: "Count your demon nun acquaintance, you should not have been here before, and you will meet again later." With a fan on both feet, he flew diagonally to the side, and disappeared into the distance in a blink of an eye.