Chapter 950: The Abominable Old Monk
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I smiled and said, "Do you want to suck my essence?" ā
The fat monk looked at me in horror, his face full of disbelief.
I retracted my finger and said coldly, "I'll give you a chance, as long as you tell me who is the deepest Buddhist monk here, I'll let you go, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." ā
With that, I turned my head to look elsewhere, deliberately not looking at the fat monk.
I want to make Monk Fat feel that I don't care about him at the moment, and that he can slip away at any time.
When the fat monk saw that I didn't look at him, he really wanted to slip away, turned around and galloped away outside the temple.
I sneered in my heart, stretched out my index finger and middle finger, like two chopsticks, clamped the fat monk, and then pressed him directly into the ground, his body was crushed by the dirt, and his soul flew out immediately.
I stretched out my hand, and the fat monk's soul involuntarily fell into my hand.
The fat monk looked at me in horror and said in horror, "Who are you?" How can you be so powerful? ā
I didn't say anything, took out a porcelain vase and put the soul of the fat monk into the porcelain vase.
After doing all this, I walked back and forth on the east side of the temple, looking for the Buddha Emperor.
However, I turned around and didn't find the Buddha Emperor.
After a while, the little ghost boy sent me a messenger saying that he had found the Buddha Emperor and asked me to hurry over.
I flashed and came to the little ghost child.
The little ghost boy pointed to a Buddhist hall and said, "Look, isn't that the Buddha Emperor?" ā
I looked in the direction that the little ghost boy was pointing, and sure enough, I saw an old monk with frosty eyebrows and snow-haired hair.
The old monk was eating, looking like he was enjoying it.
When I saw the old monk eating meat, I was surprised and said, "No! The monk actually eats meat! ā
The little ghost child looked at me with disdain: "Why are you so lonely! Don't you know? Monks are meant to eat meat! ā
My eyes widened in surprise, I remember that monks don't eat meat.
When the little ghost kid saw that I really didn't understand, he immediately explained it to me.
It turns out that in ancient times, monks ate meat, but they didn't eat meat.
In ancient times, meat was not meat, and the so-called meat referred to foods with pungent smells, such as onions, ginger, garlic, and leeks.
Moreover, meat is not eaten in many wealthy families, and everyone thinks it tastes bad.
Later, as time passed, because the monks did not have much money, and the meat was relatively scarce, the monks slowly stopped eating meat.
At the same time, meat is also included in this category of food.
This is the origin of why monks don't eat meat now.
After listening to the little ghost child's explanation, I realized how lonely I was, but this was because my memory had not yet fully awakened.
If my memory had awakened, I wouldn't have made such a big joke.
I pointed to the old monk and said to the little ghost child, "Then you go in and ask him, how to go through the Yin and Yang Passage!" ā
The little ghost kid thought for a moment and said, "Okay! I'll help you ask! ā
Immediately afterwards, the little ghost child muttered to himself dissatisfiedly: "I called you here, I originally wanted you to ask, but you pushed it to me again." I wouldn't have called you if I had known! ā
Although the little ghost boy complained a few words, he still walked into the Buddhist hall.
When the old monk saw a five or six-year-old little monk walk in, he was very strange in his heart, and couldn't help but look at the little ghost child curiously.
The little ghost kid has changed a lot now, and he looks like a lively and cute little novice.
"Little one, which temple are you from?" The old monk asked with interest.
"Master, I don't know!" The little ghost child said vaguely.
We just came to the Buddha Realm, and we don't know anything about the topography and urban distribution here, let alone the temples, so the little ghost kid can only say that.
The old monk nodded, beckoned to the little ghost child, and motioned for the little ghost child to come over.
The little ghost child walked up to the old monk and looked at the old monk curiously.
The old monk closed his eyes, raised his nose, sniffed the little ghost child's body, and then opened his eyes unsatisfied, and said to himself with endless aftertaste: "Incense, really fragrant!" ā
Looking at the appearance of the old monk, it is like eating some peerless delicacy.
Hearing the old monk's words, not only me, but also the little ghost child was extremely surprised.
We don't know why the old monk said that.
The little ghost child asked curiously, "Master, I don't particularly understand what you just said. ā
The old monk did not answer the little ghost child's words, and asked the little ghost child again: "You really don't know which temple you belong to?" ā
The little ghost boy nodded, pretending to be stupid, and said, "I don't know. I got separated from my mom and dad and walked for days to get here. ā
The old monk let out an "oh", suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the little ghost child's neck, opened his mouth and bit down on the little ghost child.
The moment the old monk opened his mouth, his originally kind face suddenly became extremely hideous, and he looked like a fierce god.
The old monk's mouth grew from small to large, and finally it was like a bloody mouth, squeezing his eyes, nose and ears all on the back of his head, and the back of the old monk's head looked like an upside-down face.
With a "click", the old monk bit the little ghost child's head.
The little ghost child's head was not bitten off, but the old monk's teeth were broken.
Broken teeth fell from the old monk's sockets and crackled to the ground.
The old monk screamed, covered his mouth and took two steps back, looking at the little ghost child in horror.
The little ghost boy touched his head, which was still drooling from the old monk, and asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?" ā
The old monk couldn't help but take another step back: "Who are you?" ā
The little ghost child walked up to the old monk with a smile, wrinkled his nose and sniffed the old monk's body, shook his head and said, "It stinks." ā
Immediately afterwards, the little ghost child's eyes rolled, two bright lights flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to think of some ghost idea, and said teasingly: "You stink too much, I don't want to eat you, but I want to tear you to pieces, what do you think of my idea?" ā
The old monk took another step back, looked at the little ghost child in horror, and stretched out his hands to attack the little ghost child.
The old monk's hands were shining with Dao essence, which was very dazzling.
The little ghost child opened his mouth and smiled, and pointed at the Buddha Hall with a mantra, and the entire Buddha Hall was instantly covered by a transparent cover.
Seeing the little ghost child casting a spell, the old monk was terrified and said, "You are the onmyoji of the human world? ā
The little ghost child smiled and reached out to grab the old monk.
The old monk immediately slapped his palm on the little ghost child's chest, and the Dao essence light hit the little ghost child's chest, but the little ghost child was safe and sound.
The little ghost child grabbed the old monk's neck, picked him up, and said with a smile: "At your level, if you still want to fight with me, you are simply looking for death." (To be continued.) )