"Amitabha, donor, monks don't lie, I have no name, for comfort, for the sake of Buddha, the senior brothers and masters call me Amitabha."

As soon as Ah Sha changed his eyebrows, he really looked like a seeker who saw through the emptiness of the red dust, and his words revealed benevolence, compassion, and an ethereal voice that did not ask about the world, and listeners such as Sasuke were also confused by his voice.

It seems that the person standing in front of him is not a little monk, but a real monk.

In particular, he muttered:

"There is a fate to get together, there is a fate to meet, there is a fate to meet; There is no cause to be born, no reason is not destroyed, no cause is not dispersed. ”

Then he glanced at Sasuke, who was immersed in the Dharma, and moved his toes back slightly, and continued to chant without changing his face:

"Everything is a combination of karma and fate, cherish fate, fate, everything follows fate."

At this point, the little monk had already walked to the gate, and he could escape with one step.

But he didn't step on this step, his calves trembled as if he was restrained by some force, and when he turned his head, his serious expression became surprised.

"O compassionate Maitreya Buddha, your demagogic words are useless."

In his sight, Sasuke stood there with a strange expression, his right hand stretched out, and his fingertips were connected to the monk with chakra threads.

"It's amazing, there are no power fluctuations, you can achieve this effect with your voice alone."

As soon as the silk thread was pulled, the steel wire wrapped in the chakra showed a glimmer of light.

And he just wanted this pull force to make the little monk lose his balance, so that he could control the other party more effectively.

"Huh?!"

Swooping two steps, before the little monk could react, Sasuke came under him, squatted sideways and raised his right hand, grabbing the little monk's neck.

"How did you decipher the Zen saying?"

"Zen?" Sasuke repeated the word he didn't understand, "You mean what you just said, it's to blame you for suddenly talking about cause and effect." ”

Cause and effect are also mentioned in Buddhism, and they are also extremely esoteric, but there is a person around Sasuke who uses cause and effect as the power of chance, and the words of natural cause and effect become a refutation when it comes to him, and he will naturally not be deceived.

It's just that he didn't notice that after the little monk heard Sasuke's reason, although he covered it up well, there was still a trace of excitement in the corner of his eyes.

"If you have good and evil karma in this life, you will have the fruits of good and evil in the next life, and the same is true of karma. Donor, you yourself misunderstood. ”

It sounds like preaching, but in terms of action, he keeps trying to break free.

Sasuke shook his head.

"You don't understand...... Cause and effect are ......"

What is human? The little monk's face was rarely serious, and he involuntarily turned his head away.

However, he was stopped by a loud shout.

"Sasuke!"

It's Ji Qi, who has been studying physical arts, other ways of using the reincarnation of the dirty earth, and the worldview of the anime Evil Reaper, in order to increase his spiritual pressure.

If the Grim Reaper was still in the Seal Bottle, he wouldn't have to worry much about being found out by the Dead Country.

But she died, and in that way, the name Ichigo became a taboo for the Grim Reaper, and who knows if there would be a special means to find out about him.

As soon as he stopped Sasuke, the causal eye habitually looked at the little monk he was holding in his hand, but he paid more attention to the causal lines on the little monk's body, and each line gave him a strange feeling.

His causal lines are fragile, and even a table is stained with stronger causal lines than his. However, when there is a perception in the heart that "this cause and effect is very fragile", there is always an illusion that "it is not so".

I couldn't help asking, "...... is he?"

"Thief ......"

Sasuke's answer was simple and crisp, ignoring the little monk who kept religiously chanting "Amitabha".

Ji Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, he could see more than Sasuke, just now, that illusion of "strong" appeared again, and for some reason it was well covered up by the little monk.

Thinking of something, Ji Qi found his dead line and rubbed it slightly, and did not use the power of cause and effect, but just looked at the little monk with full attention.

"Sure enough......"

He clearly saw that the little monk felt it the first time he rubbed the lines, of course, it was normal to feel it, he had experimented with Sasuke before, and when he pinched the death line, he would feel a scythe on his neck that would be cut off at any time, and a normal person would be aware of this breath of death.

The little monk noticed it, but he uncharacteristically suppressed the anxiety that had arisen.

In a flash, Ji Qi came to the little monk, and motioned for Sasuke to let him go, and asked condescendingly:

"Kid, did you come to me?"

The little monk paused slightly, and when he raised his head, his face was full of pitiful expressions.

"This ...... Donor...... Big brother, that's your child, the monk just passed by, and when he saw that the outer door was hidden and called unacceptable, he was afraid that something would happen to the donor's family, so he made an exception and came in to investigate. ”

"Tell the truth."

Ji Qi naturally didn't believe this nonsense, so he interrupted him directly.

Looking at the two mysterious eyes, the little monk felt a hint of murderous intent, which did not look like he was pretending, but gave people the feeling that Ji Qi really had a murderous intent.

The person who will appear here, and he will appear at this juncture, I can't think right.

"Alas......"

The little monk first pretended to be sincere and looked at Ji Qi, and found that the expression on his face had not changed at all, so he sighed.

I sat down directly.

"You ......"

Ji Qi was shocked, because when he was communicating with the little monk, the dead line on his right index finger never let go, but the little monk was not affected by the dead line, but after he sat down, the dead line disappeared directly!

Soon, unlike the other party's ragged and dirty monk's robes, a small clean and white hand was raised in front of him.

"Reacquainted, the masters call me Shakyamuni, although I don't know why they gave me this name, which is exactly the same as the legendary god stick, a very chilling name."

Seeing Ji Qi hesitantly stretching out his hand, he grabbed it and took the opportunity to stand up.

"I felt the fluctuations on your side when I was listening to the scriptures in the tower, and you have a completely different power from our Buddhists, and it seems that you are a power that can challenge fate."

"I just want to know if there is anything wrong with Buddhism in this world."

The little monk folded his hands and bowed his head slightly to Ji Qi, like the most pious disciple of Buddhism, this time, he was not like pretending, and the color in his eyes had a unique fluctuation, which was suppressed by his mood, but he couldn't resist the fluctuation of fanaticism.