Daxiangguo Temple was originally full of incense, pilgrims came, this miracle of Wu Daozi's mural appeared out of thin air, but also attracted the wind of Bianjing, to pay homage to the miracle of the tide, even half a month of heat did not drop.

Hua Twelve waited for these days, after all, he felt unbearable, at noon on this day, taking advantage of the sun in full bloom, when there were relatively few tourists and pilgrims, he held a sunshade paper umbrella, took Yang Zhi, Luda, Wu Song, Yue Fei, and a few forbidden soldiers dressed as believers not far behind, and went to the Daxiangguo Temple together, to see with his own eyes what the situation was.

Hua Twelve was dressed in a white robe, holding a white ink and oil paper parasol, walking in front of him, his clothes fluttering, spotless, and clean like the son of a turbid world, several people behind him were struggling, only Lu Zhishen had a sneering expression, and cowered and hid behind Wu Song.

Wu Song dodged away and said strangely: "Senior brother, what are you hiding?" ”

Lu Zhishen waved his hand and said, "Stop me, don't let someone see me."

He was sent to Xiangguo Temple to practice by Elder Zhizhen of Wutai Mountain, but he made a mistake and ran away with Hua Twelve within two days of being a monk, feeling ashamed and afraid of meeting acquaintances.

Several people walked into the Daxiong Hall with the crowd, Hua Twelve took the paper umbrella, held it in his hand, looked at it, and saw the Buddha's golden body sitting on the lotus platform in the middle, the incense mist was swirling, and there was indeed a mural on the wall on the left side of the hall.

Many good men and women gather around the wall, look up and look, and there are pilgrims who burn incense and kowtow in front of the mural, this great Xiangguo Temple also cooperates with the incense burner in front of the wall, which is convenient for pilgrims to burn incense.

More than 12 people also walked over, and when they got closer, they saw that on the mural pattern, there was a goddess walking among the clouds above, holding auspicious flowers, the auspicious clouds stretched, there were pavilions and pavilions below, and the pond of the water pavilion, among which there were naughty children playing, and the monks preached the law.

This painting is exquisitely crafted, and the characters and scenery are lifelike.

Hua Twelve glanced at it, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, because the content of this painting was indeed the pattern on the mural of Ning Rong Temple in the Tieji Temple, which was exactly the same as what he saw that day.

The difference is that the Ningrong Temple of the Iron Threshold Temple is a pair of east and west walls, and the goddess and the monk are separated, and now these two murals appear on the wall of the Great Xiangguo Temple, and they are combined into one, and the goddess and the monk go together.

The fairy flies in the clouds, and the monks preach the Dharma in the world, and I don't know what kind of famous hall it is.

After observing for a long time, Hua Twelve felt that the tourists were relatively sparse at noon, and it was a good time to do it, so he immediately made a hidden gesture to the crowd with his hand holding the paper umbrella.

The soldiers who were disguised as believers had been paying attention to his movements, and when they saw this, they nodded slightly, and one of them stepped forward and shouted at the believers who were kowtowing to the mural and burning incense:

"This is the Buddha hall, you don't worship the Buddha and Bodhisattva, don't worship the Arhat King Kong, kowtow to this mural that I don't know where it came out and burn incense, it's really a random worship of the Buddha, I don't know what to say!"

After speaking, he pointed to the mural and scolded: "What is it, it is also worthy of competing with the Buddha for incense!" ”

After he finished speaking, the soldiers who pretended to be believers at the same time took out the black porcelain bottle from their sleeves, uncorked it, and threw the contents of the porcelain bottle on the mural with their hands.

Those porcelain bottles are filled with ink that has melted into ink, as long as it is splashed on the mural, no matter how the police demon girl on your painting is, this time it will be broken, even if the mural is not destroyed, it will give you a beautiful woman to change Zhang Fei, disgusting you.

Originally, it was a monster to deal with, and Hua Twelve planned to let his subordinates splash feces and black dog blood.

But when you think about it, this is a world with ghosts and gods, in the Daxiong Hall of Daxiangguo Temple, in front of the golden body of the Buddha, splashing that kind of filth, what a big sin this must be.

Hua Twelve felt that the safety of people in the rivers and lakes came first, and it was better not to die casually, and some did not dare to take the measure, and finally decided to use this ink, mainly for environmental protection.

In addition, it is necessary to be famous and occupy the righteousness.

That's why the soldier shouted the words 'grab the incense from the Buddha'.

When the time comes, if there is really a Buddhist sect who can chat with him and talk about what he thinks, Hua Twelve can also explain: "I'm complaining about your Buddhism!" ”

Seeing a few people who suddenly came out, splashing ink on the wall, this sudden scene made the people around them exclaim, and the corners of Hua Twelve's mouth were slightly upturned, and it was done!

But the next moment, a figure flashed, and an old monk in a big red robe was already in front of the mural, and the wind was strong when the sleeves waved, and the black ink that was splashed out was poured over the heads of more than 12 people in China.

The next moment, Hua Twelve put down the paper umbrella that was splashed black with ink, turned his head to look at Wu Song, Yue Fei, and Yang Zhi, who were full of ink and full of faces, and gloated:

"I'll just say that the sun is enough to let you take an umbrella!"

The three of them were speechless, but if you just put the umbrella farther away, you also protected a few of us, and as a result, you protected yourself, and you still had the face to say this.

There was another person who was fine, that is, Luda, who was hiding behind Wu Song, and at this time he probed out: "What's the situation?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the old monk, and immediately wanted to retract his head, but saw the old monk raise his eyebrows, and said by name, "Zhishen!" ”

Lu Zhishen walked out from behind Wu Song, clasped his hands together and said:

"Ruda has seen Elder Zhiqing!"

It turned out that this old monk was Elder Zhiqing, the presiding officer of Daxiangguo Temple.

Elder Zhiqing frowned and said, "You don't pick up manure and water vegetables in the vegetable garden, why do you come here to disturb?" ”

Lu Zhishen said weakly: "The disciple got into trouble, collapsed the vegetable cellar, and has been driven out of the temple, and now he is living in the forbidden army!" ”

Elder Zhiqing's brows furrowed even deeper: "Even if the temple doesn't allow you, but you are also a disciple of the Buddhist family, what do you look like in the army!" ”

Lu Zhishen has a deep relationship with Buddhism, don't look at him as a bastard, but when he really meets a monk, he respects it from the bottom of his heart, and he faces Elder Zhizhen when he is in Wutai Mountain, and now he is like this when he faces Elder Zhiqing.

Therefore, when he was asked by Elder Zhiqing, he felt that he was at a loss and was speechless.

Elder Zhiqing and Lu Zhishen were talking, Hua Twelve secretly waved his hand to those who splashed ink, and those people hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd and quickly went out.

Turning his head, seeing that the old monk was aggressive, Hua Twelve couldn't help coughing lightly and said:

"I said this master, you got a few of my brothers covered in ink, you have to give an explanation!"

Elder Zhiqing turned to Hua Twelve, and in his originally compassionate and peaceful eyes, a flash of lightning flashed, and the whole person seemed to become sharp in an instant, and the momentum was overwhelming:

"What do you want?"

As he spoke, there was a momentum like a mountain and a mountain, as if Mount Tai was pressing on the top, and he rushed towards Hua Twelve.

Hua Twelve's eyes were cold: "What do you say!" ”

He didn't speak loudly, but at the same time, he let go of the martial artist's momentum as a martial arts innate great master.

A sharp edge, like an axe and a knife, was in a-for-tat confrontation with the momentum sent out by Elder Zhiqing.

There is quite a kind, if you dare to climb Mount Tai, I will try my best to split Huashan. Hua Shan: It's Taishan who is pressing you, what are you doing with me?

The wind was blowing on the ground between the two, and the sleeves and hems of their clothes made a rustling sound of hula.

Those pilgrims who watched the excitement around them, inexplicably felt cold in their hearts, and they all unconsciously retreated some, and some monks in the temple came in, and asked the pilgrims to leave the Daxiong Treasure Hall temporarily, leaving only the monks in the temple and more than 12 people in China.

After the pilgrims evacuated, dozens of monks armed with sticks rushed in and surrounded more than 12 people.

These warrior monks are all strong in qi and blood, although they are not as good as Luda, Yang Zhi, and Wu Song, but they are not much different, only in terms of the strength of qi and blood, they are still stronger than Xiao Yue Fei.

Wu Song, Yue Fei, and Yang Zhi all reached into their arms, they all had sharp weapons, and they hid in their robes.

Elder Zhiqing looked at Hua Twelve: "Go back, don't come back to stir up trouble in the future, otherwise my Buddhism also has a vajra protector, who can defend the way and subdue demons!" ”

Hua Twelve laughed, he didn't want to make a big deal out of it today, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of a reason or anything, just splashing ink, the international actresses of later generations have endured it, you monks can't bear it, what kind of Buddha do you cultivate.

But since the monk said this, he couldn't be cowardly:

"You threaten me?"

Elder Zhiqing said lightly: "It's not a threat, the poor monk just said a fact!" ”

Hua Twelve stretched out his hand towards Luda: "Senior brother, bring it!" "He also has a backhand, there are some things that can be dispensed without, but can't be without!

Lu Da glanced weakly at Elder Zhiqing, and then at Hua Twelve, "Brother, don't do it!" ”

"The military order is like a mountain, I said to bring it!"

Hua Twelve stared at Elder Zhiqing and didn't look back, but his tone intensified.

Lu Zhishen had no choice but to bite the bullet, take out a watermelon-sized earth mine from under his wide robe, and put it in Hua Twelve's hand.

Hua Twelve dragged it with his hand and said to Elder Zhiqing: "Ten times the thunder, I did it myself, it's hard to say when it will explode."

Ruda's face turned white: "You said it was safe."

"I didn't say you could hang it in your crotch, your robe is so big, you can fit this thing!"

Ruda: "."

Listening to the two of you, I said, Elder Zhiqing's expression was a little ugly, he cultivated the "Guanyin Ear Root Yuantong Method", and he was most sensitive to danger, at this time, the Buddha's heart was shocked, and he frantically called the police, and felt great danger from this earthmine.

As soon as this thunder broke out, whether it could hurt him, Elder Zhiqing was not sure, but it was estimated that if this Daxiong Treasure Hall was not, the surrounding pilgrims, and the other monks in the temple would definitely suffer heavy casualties.

Elder Zhiqing said with a cold face: "You threaten the poor monk? ”

Hua Twelve smiled faintly: "I'm just telling a fact!" ”

As he said, Hua Twelve also tilted his palm, and grabbed the watermelon-sized earth mine with only his fingers, as long as he let go, or his hand slipped, the consequences were unimaginable.

It is not an exaggeration at all, the tenfold thunder is the black powder that Hua Twelve used to prepare the recipe in his memory, which is full of twenty catties, and a foreign brother in later generations once did an experiment, and the twenty catties of black powder exploded, and the mushroom clouds came out.

Feeling that the aura of danger was getting stronger and stronger, Elder Zhiqing's throat unconsciously stirred, swallowed and foamed, and felt some dry hair in his mouth:

"That General Lin, the poor monk is friends with Lingshi, and he has invited him to eat fast!"

Hua Twelve smiled at the corner of his mouth, and raised his eyebrows at the old monk, the meaning was obvious, why did he coward? Isn't it, isn't it threatening me, come on, destroy together!

How do you know me, what kind of is here, and now you know the relationship?

Hua Twelve simply flipped his wrist, and ten times the size of a watermelon thundered downward, and the old monk almost flew over to catch the melon, but the next moment, he found that he was firmly sucked by the former with internal force.

This seems to be even more dangerous than just now.

Elder Zhiqing hurriedly said: "General Lin has something to say, don't be impulsive, impulsiveness can make people fall into hell."

Hua Twelve laughed and said, "Yes, as long as I let go, many people in your temple will have to go to hell!" ”

Elder Zhiqing's eyelids jumped, and he said softly, "What does the donor want to do?" ”

Hua Twelve's smile turned cold: "Since you know me, then you should also know my intention, what kind of garlic to pretend!" ”

Elder Zhiqing sighed and said, "The donor destroyed the Iron Threshold Temple for some grievances, and he did too much!" ”

"Slander me, he slanders me!"

Hua Twelve looked at it left and right, for fear of asking people to listen, and seeing that there were no pilgrims at this time, he was relieved:

"Old monk, don't talk nonsense, the Iron Threshold Temple has been retributed, what does it have to do with me, I only ask you, do you agree to my intention?"

Elder Zhiqing clasped his hands together: "Please forgive the poor monk for not being able to obey his fate!" ”

After he finished speaking, he hurriedly said: "General Lin, the poor monk knows that you are here for this mural, please wait for a while, wait for the old monk to tell the cause and effect, let's talk about other things!" ”

Elder Zhiqing was also anxious, and without waiting for Hua Twelve to agree, he pointed to the old monk on the mural and said:

"This is the Tang Dynasty presided over the temple of Huitong Zen Master, Huitong Zen Master and Wu Daozi intersected, is to paint the saint in the Tiejian Temple when painting, think of the old friend who has passed away, this is in the mural, painted the scene when the Zen master preached!"

"If today for a long time, this mural has been psychic, the above Huitong Zen Master, also through a trace of Buddha nature, is already a monk, because it has this relationship with the temple, only in distress, take refuge in the temple, but also ask General Lin, Lin Shizhu you raise your noble hand, let it go!"

Hua Twelve shook his head: "I'm not looking for this old monk, there's no problem for you to let me let him go, I'm looking for the police phantom demon girl inside!" ”

Elder Zhiqing said again: "The police illusion is the elf in the painting, has been shaded by the Buddha, was disturbed by obsession before, and now it has been enlightened, changed the past, worshiped under the door of Huitong Zen Master, the so-called put down the butcher knife, and became a Buddha on the ground, she made many mistakes in the past, and now she has put it all down, the donor might as well turn the war into a jade silk, and give her a chance to repent and reform!" ”

Hua Twelve shook his head: "No, the police illusion demon girl will trouble me for three days, I am a soldier of the family, and I believe that it is better to take the initiative to attack than to defend passively, only by destroying the enemy, can my heart be stable, old monk, you don't want me to feel at ease!" ”

As he spoke, he was about to throw it to the left with a tenfold thunderbolt, but Elder Zhiqing's face twitched, and he was about to fly to the left to save.

Hua Twelve took it back and threw it to the right again, Elder Zhiqing broke out in a cold sweat, and wanted to save to the right again.

Hua Twelve took it back and laughed: "Isn't it fun?" You're going to get in my way again, there's something more exciting."

At this time, I heard someone outside shouting: "General Lin can be here, and the official family will announce that General Lin has entered the palace."

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