The wind blew gently and brought up a rain and mist, and Zhishun looked at him quietly, the expression on his face seemed to be a little surprised and teasing.

Li Fan kept his punching posture in a daze, and a drop of liquid that couldn't tell whether it was rain or cold sweat slipped quietly

"What about everyone? Wrong...... What about ghosts? Let's make some noise! I've put all my ultimate! Li Fan kept muttering in his heart.

"Ahem, isn't the donor trying to rely on these unfashionable ghosts?" As if hearing Li Fan's inner complaint, Zhishun pointed behind Li Fan and said.

Li Fan looked back in disgust, almost blowing up his lungs, and the courtyard wall of the temple showed a head with a military hat at some point, and there were branches and leaves on his head that he didn't know where to get it as a camouflage. A pair of blood-red eyes looked at him expectantly.

Is this so-called concealment? Please, your eyes are like lanterns at night, can you be professional?

"That's the code! One more time! Li Fan yelled at the head on the courtyard wall.

Then he turned around, raised his fist again with a serious face, and beat it out slowly like an old lady playing Tai Chi: "Socialist Iron Fist!" ”

"Doodoo doo" A ghost took off the trumpet on his waist and blew the trumpet of the charge. The group of ghosts suddenly jumped down from the wall, holding the red treasure book and rushing frantically in the direction of Zhishun.

The twist braid ran to a rockery and waved his hand: "Comrades, rush!" Hit the capitalist lackeys and feudalism superstitious ideas! ”

Ji-shun smiled and let the ghosts rush over, as if he wanted to watch a good show. He is very confident in the effect of the Lengyan Sutra, these weak ghosts have only been ghosts for a few decades, and their resentment is not too great. There's really nothing to worry about.

Sure enough, the group of ghosts rushed to the golden light curtain formed by the Lengyan Sutra and all of them were bounced out, and the group of ghosts were stunned for a moment, and then spontaneously arranged in pairs. Li Fan didn't care at all, but watched these delusional ghosts line up with anticipation.

It's coming, the most incomprehensible ability of delusional ghosts!

The group of ghosts retreated to the door in silence, the braids jumped down and lined up at the front, and the trumpeters blew the passionate trumpet again. The whole team of ghosts suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the golden light.

It's just that when they were approaching the light curtain, all the ghosts raised the red treasure book in their hands and shouted angrily: "Down with all the cows!" Ghost! Snake! God! ”

The whole team flashed with a dazzling red light, and this light was connected to form a huge fist shape, and smashed down against the golden light curtain.

Li Fan looked at the red fist dumbfounded and muttered, "It's really a socialist iron fist."

The light curtain is like a fragile piece of glass, which flickers rapidly and then cracks with a "bang".

Zhishun's long eyebrows trembled twice, as if he remembered something, and cried out in a lost voice: "Broken delusional ghost? ”

Unfortunately, no one answered him, and the fist formed by the red light gradually dissipated, but the red light on the ghosts was still shining.

Zhishun shook his body violently, and the delicate and expensive eight-treasure robe flew out due to a rag being torn into several parts, his hands were folded, the rosary was put on the palm of his hand, and he was sandwiched between two thumbs, and Baoxiang solemnly shouted: "Amitabha!" ”

A relic the size of a pigeon's egg bloomed and floated on top of Zhishun's head, and his naked (harmonious) thin body was gradually coated with a layer of golden metallic light.

Buddhism has six golden bodies!

Li Fan solemnly looked at Zhishun's whole person like a golden elephant, and secretly worried about those ghosts in his heart, the delusional ghosts could only be immune to most of the spells, but there was nothing they could do about the physical attacks wrapped in merit.

In the game's parlance, these Delusional Breakers have a spell immunity buff, but can be damaged by physical attacks.

Li Fan's only hope is that there are a lot of these ghosts, and Zhishun can't stop them, as long as one ghost breaks through Zhishun's blockade. And he can't make a move, once he does it himself, Zhishun is likely to kill himself directly regardless of the rules and precepts of Buddhism. These ghosts are immune to spells, but they can't be immune to them.

Zhi Shunyun's palms were like flying, and several ghosts who rushed in front were mercilessly slapped by him, and the twisted braids came out of nowhere and found a pair of allegro, bang, and sang: "Afraid or not, think about the revolutionary old-timers!" Learn the spirit of the heroes Huang Jiguang and Dong Cunrui, comrades! ”

The red light on the ghosts was even more dazzling, screaming and rushing towards Zhishun and Chen Jisheng behind him, Zhishun saw these ghosts rushing over but there was nothing he could do, he only cared about Qing Xiu, and he was not as strong as the monks of Shaolin Temple in martial arts novels.

Zhishun roared: "The Bodhisattva can lower his eyebrows and mourn the six paths, or he can descend the four demons with angry eyes!" Don't force me to kill! Chen Shizhu is also a life, why do you have to kill him, even if he is guilty, can't he repent sincerely? ”

"Repentance?" A sneering smile appeared on Li Fan's face: "You actually told me to repent?" Look at Chen Jisheng's sin cloud, didn't you help him once or twice? Has he repented? No! Instead, he found a backer and was even more unscrupulous!

Zhishun, I ask you, killing one of them and shaking off his crime can save ten thousand people, but you shout that this is also a life, what about your mercy? You are careful and ignore the carelessness of the avenue, what is the difference between you and the devil?

Besides, you don't distinguish between right and wrong, write the Jizo Honyuan Sutra in the hospital to suppress grievances, and teach him the three worlds of cause and effect evil scriptures, I want to ask you, what kind of heart is An? If there is no demon, there is no Buddha, and if you cultivate a Buddha, it is clearly a demon! ”

"Demon" Zhishun suddenly stopped, frowning and thinking bitterly: "If there is a demon, there is no Buddha?" There is no Buddha without demons? What is the difference between a Buddha and a demon? One thought becomes a Buddha and one thought becomes a demon! ”

The golden light wheel behind Zhishun's head suddenly changed color, or revealed its original color, which was as black as ink. Zhishun laughed: "What about becoming a demon? What about becoming a Buddha? There is no Buddha in this world for a long time! I'm a demon of my own! Hahahahaha! ”

Li Fan hurriedly shouted to stop the group of ghosts, and vigilantly shouted Zhishun who kept gushing out black gas, originally Zhishun's cultivation equivalent to a qi realm made him feel very pressure, and now Zhishun's cultivation is actually constantly improving.

Zhishun's eyes turned blood-red at some point, and he glanced at Li Fan, who was surrounded by a group of ghosts, and suddenly rose to the sky: "First use the flesh and blood of the creatures within a radius of ten miles to replenish the body, the eight generals of the Heavenly Demons, see the world, hear the world." Hongchen takes turns, life and death, all in my hands! Hahahahahahaha! Yes! ”

Before Zhishun finished laughing, the lightning in the sky slashed over like a shark that smelled fishy. Dao Dao thunder pierced the night sky, and Zhishun was like a huge thunderbolt. Hongfa Temple was illuminated by this continuous lightning as if it were daylight. The monks who were hiding on the side watched in amazement.

Finally, after the last few thick thunderbolts, Zhishun, who had just turned into a demon, turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated into the world.

Li Fan shook his head, and secretly sighed in his heart that he really wanted to learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, you said that Zhishun's great evil spirit was easy to attract thunder, and he had to fly into the air on the top of the mountain on a thunderstorm day, what is the difference between this and running to the top of the Oriental Pearl in a thunderstorm and holding an iron rod to cross?

It's just that Li Fan seems to have a little understanding in his heart. Zhishun's merits seem to be fake, the so-called Heavenly Dao is just a collection of rules without any emotion, it is like antivirus software, it will only actively react when it finds a very harmful object.

Fake merit is like a fake (harmony) coin, it has all the functions of a real (harmony) coin, provided that it cannot be discovered. But how can this merit be fake?

With deep doubts, Li Fan led a group of ghosts into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and dragged out Chen Jisheng, who had long been frightened and trembling, from under the offering table. shouted in high spirits

"Brethren! Phew! Comrades! Let's take this capitalist lackey away and criticize it! ”

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Wipe, I originally wanted to write about the blood, but after I finished writing, I found that it was a pit again...... It's full of pits, if you're bored, come and chat in the group...... Recently, I found that the group suddenly became a gathering place for people who witnessed supernatural stories.,Start talking about yourself.

I encountered a ghost story, so scared that I only dared to peep at the screen 23333