Chapter 922: I Smell It
Xiling Lan and Tang Yuan didn't wait long outside, when they heard a burst of exclamations inside, a banging fight, and then the robbers faintly crying for their fathers and mothers......
At this time, Jiashan was beaten into a pig's head, and was stopped by Tang Yuan from entering the village, so he had to sit outside the village and read the Tibetan Sutra loudly, "If I smell it." For a while, the Buddha was in the heavens of Enlightenment, speaking for the mother. At that time, the ten directions of the immeasurable world, it cannot be said that all the Buddhas, and the great Bodhisattva Mahasattva, have come to gather......"
Xilin Blue ......
Tangtang......
Recite the scriptures, recite them, recite them to death!
Tang Tangyuan really couldn't bear it, and Chong Jiashan said fiercely: "You monk is endless, read me and beat you again!" Is it because our master has a good temper, but I can't help you, right? Since you say that all living beings are equal, then there are so many pig-killing and chicken-killing people in the world, why don't you go to Duhua? What kind of monk are you? It's just a person who sells his reputation and reputation, thinking that if he crosses a figure like my master, he can become famous, right? I-"
Tang Yuan's words are a little ugly, but Jia Shan didn't hear it, still recited his scriptures loudly, and the voice became louder and louder, more and more solemn, it seemed that even the internal strength was used, and after reciting the Jizo Bodhisattva Sutra three times, Jia Shan replied: "Tang Yuan donor, my Buddha is compassionate, fame and fortune are things outside the body, not only fame and fortune, but also skin, poverty, wealth, power, life expectancy, etc. are floating clouds, the reason why the little monk wants to follow the Xiling donor, is because the Xiling donor is extremely rich and powerful, If you can persuade the Xiling donor to abandon evil and promote good, you can benefit one party or even one country-"
Before Jiashan's words were finished, he saw a figure rushing towards the robbers' village, it was Zi Eleven, and when he arrived in front of him, he didn't look at Jiashan, so he bowed and replied: "Master, it's been cleaned up." ”
Xiling Lan nodded, rode forward, Tang Yuan also turned on his horse and followed behind, Zi Shiyi led the way in front, and all of them forgot about Jiashan together.
He was ignored and didn't see that he was annoyed, so he rode his horse and followed, no matter what, even if the robbers were dead, he would have recited a mantra to them and give them a ride.
At the end of the deep ditch, there is a very wide flat land, more than a dozen caves are side by side, in front of the cave, with stones, soil and indiscriminately enclosed a circle of three feet high wall, outside the wall is a flat land, at this moment there are dozens of big men lying on the flat ground, and the guards who came with Xiling Lan are taking ropes, tying them up one by one and putting them aside.
In the cave, there are figures shaking, and there are low cries of women, from time to time people come in and out, and the things inside are moved out, and the yard in front of the cave has been piled up a lot, there are food, weapons, furniture, and clothes and jewelry, and they are piled up in a mess.
Flower cakes, sugar water, and rice wine were registering with small books, while Ruan Baochai was squatting in front of a pile of grains, as if he was picking something, a busy scene.
Seeing that Xiling Lan was coming, Hua Cake and a few other maids hurriedly left the work at hand, found the most pleasing chair, wiped and wiped, and reluctantly let Xiling Lan sit.
Surrounding the chatter and Xiling Lan reported the situation, it turned out that everyone had already reached a conclusion all the way, this kind of robber's nest in the deep ditch, the air circulation is inconvenient, if you want to catch it all, there are no casualties on your side, then you have to poison.
There is no such a large area of poison, but there is a son eleven, he is a natural big killer, as long as he is lucky, he stinks all over his body, and he faints a lot.