"What are you doing!"

The warrior monk standing outside the cell turned around and watched in amazement.

Before he could understand, there was a bloody hole in his chest, and he fell backwards with the confusion of his eyes.

The bamboo pole monster reached out and grabbed him, took the key from his waist, and reached out to open the door from the outside.

"Amitabha, good, good. The old monk in the cell next to him folded his hands and sighed.

The bamboo pole monster turned his head and said to him, "Old monk, although you can't kill, you can come out and knock people out." The Buddha said, walk a hundred steps after dinner, live to ninety-nine, you have to come out for a walk, otherwise stay in this cell that does not see the light of day, and you can only make great progress in Zen in the year of the monkey?"

"The Buddha said that you should walk a hundred steps after dinner?" the old monk wondered, "Why haven't I heard of it?"

When it comes to Buddhist texts, his old monk recited them like a stream, and there is nothing he doesn't know.

"You see, you're stuck behind the times in this dark cave, right? You have to go out and see the world more. Now there are many newly excavated scriptures left by the Buddha who were buried in the pile of old papers, and you can't see them at all when you stay here. "The bamboo pole demon flickered hard.

The little monk turned around and looked at him in surprise, unexpectedly that he actually saw the shadow of the shopkeeper Yu on this monster.

If you have the opportunity, you must send the bamboo pole monster to the shopkeeper Yu for further study.

The old monk was moved by the bamboo pole monster, "There is a new scripture written outside?"

He stood up, "Quick, open the cell door for me, and by the way, I've lived for tens of ninety-nine." ”

"You're living and you're not living. The bamboo pole monster opened the door of the cell for him and instructed, "Remember, it's okay to be stunned." ”

Since the old monk has a lifespan of thousands of years, he used to be the host of the Reclining Buddha Temple, and he wants to have a brush that can help them stop the monsters in the city or something.

"Stund?" the old monk pondered for a moment and nodded, "yes, why didn't I think of it?"

The bamboo pole monster rolled his eyes, and now he knew why the old monk was the presiding officer, not the city lord.

I don't know what the old man has been thinking about after being in prison for so many years.

He turned back to the crowd, "Who else wants to go out? I'll open the door for you." ”

He looked in the direction he had come, and there was a faint sound of footsteps, and the warrior monks were coming.

"I don't need to, there's food here. The cuckold said.

The little boy looked at the bamboo pole monster, and the expression on his face was self-explanatory, "Look, there is food here." ”

The bamboo pole monster ignored him and opened the prison door directly, "There is also food outside, and later, I will help you rob the big family and open the granary." ”

He took matters into his own hands and decided to make a mess in the city of Reclining Buddha before leaving, anyway, they now have an old monk.

The little monk was not in a hurry, he stood in place and waited, and the bamboo pole monster opened next to the cell door.

When the footsteps were near, the bamboo pole monster simply threw the key to the two people who stole the monk's food and the monk's daughter-in-law, and asked them to open the prison door.

Compared to other prisoners who wandered between walking and not leaving, these two were still very rebellious.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have stolen the monk's things.

The warrior monks were a little unprepared for the riot in the cell, or rather, they didn't expect anyone to escape, so when they rushed over, they hurried and had some panic on their faces.

"Go back!" they brandished their whistle sticks, yelling, threatening, trying to take control.

But standing in front of them was the little monk.

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the whistle stick pierced directly, causing a blood hole to appear in the warrior monk's body.

The warrior monks were stunned, they couldn't imagine that the little monk was so ruthless!

The little monk did not give them a chance to come back to their senses.

He strode forward, and everywhere he passed, blood splattered, and all the monks staggered past him, and not one of them did not fall, and none of them were still alive.

"You, you—" the warrior monks retreated in horror, "You, still a monk, your mercy, your..."

"You are also worthy to talk about mercy?"

The little monk blinked and narrowed the distance, and the index fingers of one left and one right hand poked their eyes.

The eyeballs exploded, and there was a hole in the back of the head, and the brain was flowing.

The bamboo pole monster was startled, it was the first time he had seen the little monk so violent.

"Amitabha. The little monk folded his hands and turned a blind eye to the blood stains on his body.

"You, you, madman, youkai, youkai!" The warrior monks behind were frightened by this scene, and they no longer dared to resist.

They staggered, stumbled and crawled out, only hating their father and mother for giving birth to one less leg for them.

The more panicked you are, the weaker your legs become, and the more you can't walk.

The little monk passed by them and left a corpse on the ground.

"Amitabha. The old monk couldn't stand it anymore, "Stop!"

The little monk listened but did not listen.

Seeing this, the old monk disappeared in place with a "whoosh", appeared in front of the little monk in the blink of an eye, and kicked a warrior monk out before the little monk made a move.

The little monk glanced at him and let go of the dizzy warrior monk.

When the old monk saw that it worked, "Huh", a figure flashed, and when he stopped in front, all the warrior monks fell to the ground, unconscious.

"This old monk has a few brushes, but fortunately I fooled him. The bamboo pole monster said.

The old monk opened the way in front, and they broke out of the cave all the way, and saw that the sun was setting in the evening, and the clouds in the sky were dyed red.

Suddenly seeing the sun, the old monk was a little dizzy, and couldn't help but close his eyes, and his body was shaking.

The eyes and body that had been in the darkness for a long time were no longer accustomed to the light.

Several warrior monks took the opportunity to step forward, held their whistle sticks high, and knocked them on the old monk's head.

But before they could meet the old monk, there were already a few bloody holes in his chest, and he fell to the ground in horror.

The old monk opened his eyes and saw this scene, "You, Amitabha." ”

"Quick, quick, don't let them run!"

Shouts sounded in the front yard, and a steady stream of warrior monks poured from the cramped alleys of the painting wall to the backyard, surrounding the little monks.

"How come there is an old monk?" the black-bearded warrior monk at the head frowned.

The bamboo pole monster stood beside the old monk, "Old monk, look at it, you have been in it for a long time, and they don't know you anymore." ”

"You two monks are so bold, do you still have the slightest appearance of a Buddhist disciple?! Are you worthy of your bald head and worthy of your master's teachings?

"O Buddha, look at it, your disciples have degenerated into such a state!" Blackbeard sighed as he looked up to the sky.

"Okay!" he lowered his head sharply and pulled out the sword at his waist, "I will eradicate the evil disciples for the Buddha Lord today!" ”

"In!"

"Remove the sentry stick, take the sword, kill them!"

"Yes!"

"Hey. The bamboo pole monster admired the cheekiness of the blackbearded warrior monk, "Aren't you going to use the Tao given by the Buddha to kill people now?"

"That's different, I learned the art of killing people before I became a monk. Blackbeard said.

The bamboo pole monster's jaw dropped, and this is damn fine.

There is a demon inn

There is a demon inn