The robbers never dreamed that they would be killed in their lair.

Especially when the other party turned out to be a monk alone.

After all, these murderous aliens don't know the "four taboos" that are prevalent in the rivers and lakes of the Tang Dynasty: women, children, Taoist priests, and monks.

No, it's a mistake.

The robbers with strong bodies and steel knives were not enough to see in front of Tang Sanzang's two spears.

Just pull the trigger and you can reap the life.

It's like drinking soup, it's simple.

Watching the powerful generals fall to the ground like mowing grass, the black and fat tower man sitting on the main seat was finally a little moved.

He picked up a battle axe the size of a millstone from behind him and rushed forward with a loud roar.

"Bang!"

A bullet whistled and struck the face of the Black Tower's axe.

The huge impact force made the big man of the Black Tower stumble and almost fell to the ground!

Although he stabilized his center of gravity in time, this huge force sprained his waist.

A bean-sized cold sweat slipped down his temples.

Suddenly, he heard a faint cracking sound, and hurriedly looked around.

Eventually, his eyes were fixed on the giant axe in his hand.

I saw a huge axe face, and I don't know when it was already covered with deep cracks.

His axe is not simple, it is refined from countless meteoric irons, and the sharpened iron is like clay, and it is incomparably sharp.

It is with this giant axe that he can be invincible and invincible.

And now, the great monk just threw a secret weapon in his hand, and almost completely destroyed the dependence on which he depended for his livelihood!

"Damn!"

The lungs of the big man of the Black Tower were about to explode, he roared and stood up, clutched the handle of the axe with both hands, and rushed towards Tang Sanzang with all his strength.

"Good time!"

Tang Sanzang happened to finish cooking all the miscellaneous fish, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the figure of the big man of the Black Tower, and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

Two spears, one left and one right, fired rapidly and fired continuously.

Countless "hidden weapons" were shot out like pear blossom needles in a rainstorm.

In the blink of an eye, the Black Tower man was covered with terrifying blood holes.

"So fast...... Knife! ”

He didn't understand until he died, how he was defeated by this great monk!

The eight-foot-tall majestic body fell to the ground with a bang.

With the fall of the Black Tower Hero, the remaining twenty or so robbers immediately threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

Tang Sanzang stood at the door of the yamen, his hands lowered, and the two jet-black muzzles were still emitting thin white smoke.

Instead of continuing to shoot and kill, he suddenly let go of his left hand and reached into his coat pocket to find a crumpled pack of cigarettes.

With the hot temperature of the barrel, he lit the cigarette and took a deep puff.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, rest in vain to the dead, and those who do evil are punished."

As his words landed, a breeze suddenly blew across the town.

This wind blew countless dotted spirits out of the ruins and wandered around Tang Sanzang.

Soon, these spirits were reshaped into human form.

In the blink of an eye, the humanoids grew more and more until the entire street was full.

They all bowed to Tang Sanzang and saluted.

"Amitabha, all the donors have suffered, may you be reborn in the next life and enjoy more blessings. Now, let's go to Bliss early! ”

The humanoids straightened up, holding hands with each other and singing, laughing and flying to the west.

The dust settled.

Tang Sanzang stepped forward, and under the guidance of the captives, he walked into the main hall of the yamen.

It is not too far away from Datang, and it can still be radiated by Datang culture.

The layout of the main hall of this yamen follows the typical Tang style.

It was supposed to be a solemn and solemn place, but it was occupied by this gang of bandits and robbers.

The most infuriating thing is that those signs with "quiet" and "avoid" written on them have become the logo of the gong bucket behind the corner screen!

Is...... Bastard!

When the ceremony collapsed and the building was about to collapse, every piece of dust fell on the top of the individual's head, and it was heavier than Mount Tai.

Behind the main hall, there is a large courtyard that covers a wide area.

Countless women with withered faces, sitting and standing with blank eyes, roamed the courtyard.

Each of them was heavily shackled to his right ankle in groups of five.

In the middle of the yard was a dirty wooden barrel containing some green paste food with a sour and rancid smell.

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang saw this, and a fire of ignorance ran straight to his head from the bottom of his heart.

He clenched his fists, turned around abruptly, and slammed into the robber's mandible.

There was only a click, and the robber's mandibles were shattered.

He lost consciousness in an instant, and fell straight to the ground on his back.

"Are you still human?" Tang Sanzang held back his anger, his eyes swept over the faces of every robber, "Lao Tzu has seen more monsters than people along the way, but none of the monsters have ever thought of doing such a hurtful thing!" ”

He spat hard at the ground.

"Is this something that carbon-based organisms can do? Untie all the shackles to Lao Tzu! ”

The robbers did not dare to rebel, so they hurriedly went to get the keys and untied the shackles of the slave girls one by one.

These female slaves who regained their freedom were not as excited as Tang Sanzang imagined.

Their faces flashed with uneasiness, and some even sat in place with shackles in their arms.

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang sighed slightly in his heart.

Put your hands together and chant silently in a low voice: "Ji Shou took refuge in Emperor Su Xi, and bowed to the head and face of the seven calluses, I praise Da Zhun Ti today, and I only wish mercy to protect ......"

This is the Buddhist "Pure Heart Mantra", which is the best mantra to calm the mind and calm the mind.

Thanks to Tang Sanzang's blessings, the eyes of these female slaves gradually became a little more bright.

"I ...... What's wrong with me? ”

"The wound healed?"

"We're free, woo-woo...... Finally free! ”

……

The slave girls hugged each other and wept bitterly.

Feeling the cries around him getting louder and louder, Tang Sanzang gradually stopped chanting the mantra.

His heart was a little heavy.

Although these women were rescued from the demon cave by him, I am afraid that it will be a long way before they can completely come out of the shadows and return to the sun.

And all Tang Sanzang could do was to dispel their demons and reshape their hopes for the future.

As a result, he used the power of precious merit in a very rare way.

A halo of light emanated from Tang Sanzang's body and gradually expanded until it enveloped all the women in the entire courtyard.

Under the continuous washing of the majestic Buddha light, the fragile and scarred souls of the women gradually became stronger.

And the robbers, who were also bathed in the light of the Buddha, were full of tears and remorse.

They wept bitterly, beat themselves incessantly, and even shed tears.

"I'm not human, I'm doing such a hurtful thing!"

"How could it be...... How could I be so cruel......"

"Kill me! I don't want to live anymore! ”

……

After a while, the most vulnerable robber suddenly pulled out his short knife, yelled "I'm sorry", and then stabbed into his body, ending his own life.

Shortly thereafter, the robbers committed suicide one after another.

But these girls have become stronger.

They wiped away their tears, gathered in front of Tang Sanzang, and suddenly knelt down in unison.

"Thank you, Holy Monk, for saving your life!"

Tang Sanzang smiled and waved his hand, "No thanks, get up and speak quickly." ”

After saying a few words of encouragement, Tang Sanzang took out melons, fruits, seeds and other foods and tools from the space in his sleeve and gave them them.

"Amitabha, the poor monks know that your female benefactors have experienced a purgatory-like past on earth, but fortunately, you have survived. If you still have faith in the future, the poor monk believes that good things will come. ”