The python spirit stopped struggling in the sighs of everyone, and the villagers took shovels and steel forks to check, and saw that the belly of the giant python was corroded by the high temperature of the fire and nitrate, and the internal organs flowed all over the ground, and the whirring white air was constantly emerging from the wounds of the giant python.

The villagers looked at the python and gossiped, some said that it had burned something, and some thought that the safety point should be buried on the spot, but the village accountant grinned to hand it over to the government.

"It's all quiet, everyone is quiet, listen to Master Changming, what he says, let's do it!" The village chief stood on the python and waved to the villagers.

After hearing this, everyone looked at Changming in unison.

Changming didn't want the life of this python spirit in the first place, but it just hurt its vitality, and it couldn't harm people and animals. He glanced at the giant python and slowly said to everyone: "Amitabha, its hundred years of Taoism have been destroyed in one day, my Buddha is merciful, and I hope you will spare its life." ”

Everyone was surprised after hearing this, if this python essence was really released, wouldn't it be a disaster for the tiger to return to the mountain, but after thinking about it, since the master has the means to subdue it, he must be sure to let it stop. Everyone agreed.

Under the leadership of Changming, the villagers carried the python to the pond in the cedar forest in front of the village. Chang Ming early saw that the pond had the appearance of a mud urn, which was just right to dissipate the bloodthirsty anger of the python spirit.

But what Changming didn't expect was that the python essence was not only not burned through by the fire and nitrate, but by coincidence, the fire and nitrate formed an inner pill in its body, turned into a dragon clan, and a huge red crown grew on its head, and the poisonous gas was all over the body, which was a hundred times more vicious than before.

After Changming left, the python spirit actually made a comeback and razed the village to the ground overnight.

Misfortune is not a single line, Changming returned to the temple, and he had already been wrong, countless Buddha statues and scriptures were smashed, and several of his senior brothers were also sent to the countryside for labor reform.

Changming had an ominous premonition in his heart, and hurried back to the village, only to find that the village had already been destroyed by pythons, and there were no living creatures except for the three dolls who were still croaking on the ground.

Changming was very sad after seeing it, and blamed himself for not appeasing the python spirit and left in a hurry. He overtook the souls of the villagers, and built an earthen temple above the village, although there was no golden Buddha, but he and the orphans had a place to live.

After taking care of a few children every day, he would go to the pond where the python spirit lived to chant sutras and chant Buddha, and he did not blame the python spirit, but secretly blamed himself for not cultivating deeply and failing to save it.

The python spirit listened to him chanting Buddha every day, and gradually lost his anger, and for 20 years, he has been lying dormant at the bottom of the pool.

After hearing this, I was puzzled and hurriedly asked him, "Since the python was appeased by you with the Dharma, why did it still burst out and hurt people?" ”

Changming sighed and said to me: "Lao Gao's senior brother, Abbot Yuantong, once said that when Mohu Luojia (the python god in Buddhism, alluding to the giant python) is reincarnated, it is the period of Lao Gao's westward journey. The python spirit must have been led by some evil thing to be like this. Now that you have killed the python by coincidence, the time limit for the fear of the old man is running out. ”

"Led by evil things, I am afraid it is not evil things, but evil gods." I followed Changming's words.

Changming sighed and said, "The so-called evil god is just that people's hearts are blinded. ”

"Then you still don't want to find a way to avoid the disaster, your apprentices are gone!"

"Afflictions are Bodhi, and life and death are nirvana. What is the fear of death, let the donor leave! Remember, don't learn your teeth. After he finished speaking, he whispered the Buddha's name.

I didn't understand what he said, but I didn't know why he drove me away. Looking at the scorched woods in front of him, he suddenly thought of the signal that Qiu Chengliang launched to the sky last night, and secretly said that it was bad, maybe it would really affect the old monk.

I didn't dare to delay, and I turned sideways to say goodbye to Changming, but before I could speak, I saw more than a dozen people rushing out of the scorched fir forest in front of me.

"Bald donkey!"

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

I couldn't see it well, and in front of me was Qiu Chengliang, who was covered in black ash, with a few fierce men, shouting and scolding all the way and rushing towards this side.

I saw that Qiu Chengliang had already cut off his right hand, the wound was wrapped in gauze, and although his face was full of black ash, he couldn't stop the murderous aura revealed in his eyes. Before he could speak, several men around him were already yelling and rushing up.

Chang Ming's face was sad, he got up to look at the people, and slowly closed his eyes again.

My heart was half chilled after reading it.

Seeing that a man in sportswear had run to the front, his mouth was constantly panting, and he raised his hand to slash at my neck.

I subconsciously retreated, but saw Changming suddenly hit his heart, in the blink of an eye, the man had already rolled down the hillside, and several men who were climbing in the middle of the mountain were taken aback at first, and then there was wind under their feet, and they rushed towards Changming. As soon as I looked at the sharp steps of those people, I knew that they were all practitioners.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but worry about Changming, I didn't want to involve him, it was a big deal to be arrested by them, but I never expected Changming to suddenly make a move.

Looking at the red eyes of those men again, they shouted, and raised a foot to kick Changming's head. I was secretly frightened, these people seemed to be out of order, and they kicked when they raised their feet, but when I heard the sound of the breaking wind, I knew that it was not empty.

Look at Changming suddenly opened his eyes and raised his palm to hit the sole of the man's shoe. I was surprised, and they all said that the arm couldn't twist the thigh, and this old monk used the palm of his hand to the sole of someone's shoe, isn't he looking for death?

Before I could think about it, I was going to rush up to help, if Changming was kicked by this kick, it is estimated that he would be crippled if he didn't die. In the flash of light, I saw that Changming's hand suddenly changed, and his two fingers were together, straight into the sole of the man's shoe.

I only heard a scream, the man had already flown far away, hit a big tree in front of the temple, covered the thigh that was hit by Changming with one hand, pointed at Changming with the other, snorted, and fainted.

The remaining men ignored the man, shouted, and threw themselves at Changming again. However, Changming was in danger, his footwork moved lightly, he raised his hand quickly, and hit those people on the thighs.

Those men failed in their moves, and they were all dodged by Changming, and they were in shock, but they saw that those people suddenly took a few steps back, covered their thighs, and lay on the ground and screamed.

"Amitabha, the old man hurt one of your legs today, I hope you can do it yourself, don't be a tiger ......" Changming withdrew his right hand and sighed.

I was surprised when I saw it, seeing that this old monk was just a stick of dry bones, and he could be burned as firewood, but one move made those people unable to move, it was really not simple.

But Qiu Chengliang, who had been watching at the bottom of the mountain at this time, couldn't stand still, and suddenly shouted: "Old Zamao, it's really two, I want your life!" ”

Hearing Qiu Chengliang's tone, he was obviously furious, suddenly pulled out a pistol from his waist, raised his hand and fired a shot at Changming. But seeing that Changming's face did not change, his hands were folded, and a stone suddenly rolled up with his right foot, and kicked the stone into the air.

There was only a crisp sound, and the stone hit the bullet that was spinning rapidly in mid-air, and sparks flew and bounced away.

I've never seen anyone who can block a volley with gravel, and I can't help but be stunned when I look at Changming's unhurried appearance.

Qiu Chengliang was obviously surprised after seeing it, and screamed frantically, and was about to shoot again, but before he could raise the pistol, a person suddenly burst out from behind him, and hit Qiu Chengliang in the back of the head with a blow.

I fixed my eyes and saw that the person holding the rod was none other than Changming's apprentice, holding the precepts. I saw that the precept threw away the wooden stick in his hand, and hurriedly ran to this side, Changming looked at the figure running on the middle of the mountain, shook his head and sighed, and sighed slowly: "The ...... of injustice"

Holding the ring and running in front of Changming, his mouth kept panting, crying slightly, and said to Changming: "Master, let's go, just now before we arrived down the mountain, we met a person with a full face of anger, and he took the senior brother and the second senior brother ......" halfway through the sentence, he couldn't help crying, and cried in Changming's arms.

After listening to the buzzing of my head, I guessed that it was Shui Xiaoliu's kid, but I didn't expect him to be so vicious, these monks have no grievances with him, and they can also kill people.

"Hey, it's him." Changming looked at the old man walking down the mountain and said slowly.

I followed Changming's gaze and saw that the man was dressed in white, dancing in the wind, and he seemed to have a thousand powers when he walked, it was Shui Xiaoliu who fell into the crack in the ground. Qiu Chengliang on the ground, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, walked slowly towards us.

I don't know how he managed to escape from the crack, but looking at the scars on his face, I know he must have suffered a lot.

"Master Changming, do you still know me?" Shui Xiaoliu glanced at me and asked Changming in a loud voice.

Changming shook his head and recited the Buddha's name, his face turned desolate, and said, "Of course the old man knows it, but he never thought that your greed would become so heavy. ”

After hearing this, Shui Xiaoliu smiled and said: "The master made fun of me, I am just a mustard seed mortal dust, not as good as you living Buddhas who eat fasting and chanting all day long, and after death, you can be reborn in the West Heaven Bliss." ”

When he saw Shui Xiaoliu, his eyes were red, and he screamed and was about to rush towards Shui Xiaoliu, but he was restrained by Changming and couldn't move.

"If you want people not to die, first be the living dead, don't be obsessed with it, and then create and kill evil!" Changming said slowly.

Shui Xiaoliu laughed out loud after hearing this, and said, "The master's Zen machine is too deep, forgive me for not being able to understand it!" ”

Then he shouted and raised his hand and grabbed me, and I was horrified and took a few steps back. Shui Xiaoliu thought that he was superb and could capture me, but I didn't know that I was not a vegetarian, so I was half a step faster than him, and then kicked out. Shui Xiaoliu immediately turned sideways, dodged my kick, and grabbed me quickly.

At this moment, Changming recited the Buddha trumpet lightly, turned his five fingers into claws, and clasped Shui Xiaoliu's left shoulder in the air.

Shui Xiaoliu frowned, turned his head hurriedly, his anger overflowed, and he turned into a whip with one leg and slammed into Changming. Seeing this, Changming retreated again and again, but Shui Xiaoliu's whip leg also followed. Changming couldn't dodge, so he had to resist with his hands.

Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled sound, and Shui Xiaoliu's leg was sandwiched with the sound of breaking the wind, and he smashed it into Changming's half-raised arms. Changming was vigorously repelled by Shui Xiaoliu for a few steps, but he saw that Shui Xiaoliu attacked again, and his palm was like a knife, slashing at Changming. Changming's eyes changed slightly after seeing it, and he suddenly stretched out his two fingers and went straight to Shui Xiaoliu's chest.

The two of them made a move at the same time, but they couldn't resist it, Shui Xiaoliu slashed at Changming's head with a palm, and a red mark appeared on Changming's scalp, and his eyes lost their brilliance.