Niu Struggle returned to Beishan Temple again, however, he did not go in, but hid in a high place where he could see the whole temple in its entirety, and then 。。。。。。 And then there is no more。。。。。。

He knew that Shaoyi's death was unavoidable, and his mental strength was exhausted, and no one could change it. For life and death, he has a very open view, otherwise he would not be a tough White Tiger Star official, so he respects the choice of Shaoyi Zen Master, and his death is indeed a kind of consummation for Shaoyi. But what he can't stand is the fact that he will go to hell after he dies. Although they have only just met and do not have much intersection, some people do not need to have a deep understanding to make others feel their unique temperament, and Master Shaoyi is such a person.

In the understanding of Niu Struggle, what is God, God is the truest man.

Although what Master Shaoyi did was really ruthless, his starting point was beyond reproach. It is said that the law is the bottom line of morality, and the law as the bottom line is still so strict, why can't morality be ruthless? Therefore, Niu Struggle believes that even if one less person cannot become a Buddha, he should be praised, instead of laying down the Nine Hells and never being able to turn over.

But, the other way around. The matter of Shaoyi has little to do with him, and Shaoyi has the heart of death early in the morning and has no fear, should he care? Moreover, as Bai Feng said, this time is different from the past, and he is really not joking if he wants to offend the Buddha realm and the underworld. First of all, the underworld is very good to him, and he can hardly find any fault. Moreover, the Dharma protector of the Buddha realm is also involved, and arguing with others means that he is right and the Buddha is wrong! The most difficult thing to do is this, for thousands of years, no one dared to say that the Buddha is wrong. Anyone who has such thoughts is classified as a demon.

After calming down Niu struggled, after thinking about this, he was really a little hesitant, or rather, a little afraid. After all, he is just a child in his early twenties, even though he is heroic, but in the end, he is a human being, and letting him challenge the authority of gods and Buddhas is like a grasshopper shaking a tree, ridiculous and funny.

With a messy mind, he silently took out his mobile phone, then turned it on, stared at the screen, and pondered in his heart: Dead white hair, if you call me again to persuade me, I will give up.

As a result, Bai Feng in the tea house was also hesitant to call Niu Zhan, but Sour Lao Xi just wouldn't let him.

"Dead old man, why don't you give your apprentice a call, let him have a bottom in his heart. Don't say it's him, you asked me to face the underworld and the Buddha world at the same time, and I was also panicked. Tell him that King Jizo Bodhisattva has made arrangements, and in that case, he will have less pressure. Bai Feng said to the sour old man with a resentful gaze and a pleading tone.

"What's the matter, are you afraid that my apprentice will retreat?"

"If he knew what it meant to slip away, then he would be relieved, that kid is the kind of master who says he is scared and will not go backwards if he is killed, and he is stubborn. I bet that kid must have figured out the stakes now, and hesitant to take a step back, but he definitely won't let him take half a step. "Sure enough, it's a good brother, and Bai Mao immediately guessed the mind of the cow's struggle.

"Then what are you still calling, there's no point."

"Give him courage."

Hearing this, Sour Lao Xi snorted coldly and said with a smile: "If that's the case, the old man would rather him retreat." A good man, not angry at the crown, but doing it knowing that he can't do it, living to death, and not retreating from death. ”

Seeing that the old man had a tough attitude, Bai Mao knew that he couldn't do it, so he muttered a few words and threw the phone aside in disappointment.

At this time, Sour Lao Xi's eyes rolled, and he suddenly said, "But if you want to fight, then fight." ”

The white-haired fox looked suspiciously at the old man who suddenly changed his mind, knowing that the old man was playing with him, but because he was concerned about Niu Struggle, he was now allowed, and without saying a word, he grabbed the phone and dialed Niu Struggle.

Luckily, it was turned off just now, but now, it has been connected after two rings. However, before he could speak, the other end of the phone scolded him: "Damn, it's endless, Lao Tzu's life Lao Tzu is in charge of himself, and it's not for you to die, if you want to persuade him again, let's break off the relationship, don't call me." ”

Immediately after, there was a beeping sound on the phone, and the animal hung up after scolding.

Stunned, Bai Mao, who didn't even have time to say a word, finally understood why the old man asked him to call, it seems that the person who knows the animal best is still the master.

"Old immortal, your uncle!" Bai Mao scolded Lao Xi, threw the phone aside, and went upstairs angrily.

After watching Bai Mao leave, Sour Laoxi's face, which was still smiling, showed an extremely rare seriousness. Turning to the sky outside, he closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth seemed to squirm a few times, as if to say: Good boy!

The cow in Mochizuki Peak hung up the phone, and also threw the phone into the woods, the moment Bai Mao's call came, he suddenly figured out, he was afraid, but he didn't need anyone to make any excuses for himself. If you decide, you must do it, right or wrong, as long as you know, as long as you have a clear conscience!

However, after a while, he obediently picked up the mobile phone he had just thrown out. Looking at the screen that has cracked, it hurts in my heart: Damn, if the master can survive, he still uses it, what are you throwing away, throwing it away, a loser, a waste, shame.

The morning bell and dusk drum wake up the world's fame and fortune, and the sound of the Buddha calls back the charming dream of Huan Hai.

Beishan Temple, suddenly rang the bell, not much, just three times. In Buddhism, there is a special way to ring the bell, at least three times, and depending on the importance of the matter, it is seven, eighteen, thirty-six, one hundred and eighteen. Three clicks is generally an action clock, it doesn't matter. However, the time when the bell rang was wrong, it was late at night. Except for Chinese New Year's Eve, when the prayer bell is ringed late at night, it is rarely the custom of ringing the bell late at night on other days.

Niu Zhan has been staring at the temple, and the moment he heard the bell, he understood, three bells rang, knocking on the sky, knocking on the ground, and knocking on the world.

One less mage, passed away!

In the courtyard, the lights were lit, all the disciples folded their hands, lowered their heads, recited the scriptures, and rushed towards the main hall. The voices of the monks chanting the scriptures are not high, but I don't know why, the air is inexplicably a little shocking, and the eardrums are actually a little unbearable, perhaps, this is called Sanskrit!

There are more than a dozen monks in Beishan Temple, after they arrived at the main hall, they each received an oil lamp, picked out the burning wick directly with their fingers, sandwiched it between their fingers, and then withdrew from the main hall, sat cross-legged facing the temple door, closed their eyes again, and recited scriptures. The scripture recited this time, Niu Struggle understood, it is the Sutra of the Afterlife.

There was only one little novice crying, seven or eight years old, crying fiercely and miserably, but there was no one around to persuade him and comfort him. It's not indifference, it's not ruthlessness, because the small light in front of each monk's eyes is a little divergent, it's because of the reflection of teardrops, perhaps, they also want to cry, but they can't, they can only do it for this little junior brother.

Death should be a big thing, but in Beishan Temple, it seems very small. The cry of the little novice contrasted with a kind of silence. But it was this atmosphere that made Niu Struggle cry as well.

At this moment, a scene suddenly appeared in front of him, which immediately ignited his anger.

"Damn, isn't it too much?"

Niu struggled and gritted his teeth and shouted.

(End of chapter)