"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot?"

"Hahaha, hahahaha~"

"Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Zhao Cheng laughed, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, what is that Buddha?

Good people do good deeds and accumulate virtue in their lives, but after all, it is difficult to practice Buddhism, and they have no chance to enter the empty door.

A sentence of "although my Buddha is merciful, only crossing people who are destined" can be dismissed.

But the wicked person has done all the bad things, killed countless people, put down the butcher's knife and turn around to become a Buddha?

Isn't this ironic?

The Buddha is destined to be a person, and he refuses to cross the poor ghost.

Looking at Zhao Cheng's reaction, the monk was not surprised, dragging the broom with his elbows, and said a Buddha call with both hands.

"Amitabha, donor, a thought to become a Buddha, a thought to become a demon, you have a demon in your heart, the sin is heavy, only by putting down the butcher's knife, can you become a Buddha on the ground."

"Hahaha, I have a demonic obstacle, so how can I become a Buddha with one thought?" Zhao Cheng continued to laugh, and the irony was self-evident.

"Amitabha." The monk continued to merge his hands, not caring about Zhao Cheng's sarcasm.

"If the donor intends to take refuge in Buddhism, the poor monk is willing to lead the donor into the empty door."

The monk was originally a sweeping monk of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and Chen Youliang fought the world when he was not a monk, and saw through the red dust more than 20 years ago, and became a monk in this Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

"Lead me into the empty door?" Zhao Cheng was stunned for a moment, he still suspected that this Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple had been surrounded by Jinyi Guard!

He walked around and found that there were fewer people in the temple, as if the worshippers had suddenly returned.

There are not even a few monks in the temple.

This was very strange and aroused Zhao Cheng's alarm.

Consciousness connects to the system space, ready to fight its way out of the encirclement at any time.

However, it seems that he is too suspicious.

"How are you going to lure me in?" Zhao Cheng was curious and asked.

As for entering the empty gate, it's crazy!

When a Taoist priest is not a monk!

When a Taoist priest can at least study gunpowder and promote the vigorous development of firearms.

Being a monk? Eat fasting and chant Buddha, may my Buddha's mercy lead me into the spiritual mountain?

Don't be funny!

There is no spiritual mountain in this world.

Even if there is a spiritual mountain, Zhao Cheng does not want to enter the spiritual mountain!

The sweeping monk combined his hands and saluted reverently towards the Futu Pagoda before he looked at Zhao Cheng and said word by word:

"Shave and change your surname to Shi, eat fasting and recite the Buddha to receive the ten precepts."

"Hah, there are more programs? Doesn't it mean to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot? ”

Zhao Cheng laughed, where's my butcher's knife? Where did you go with my butcher's knife?

Come out quickly, after I put you down, you will become a Buddha!

Why are you gone?

The sweeping monk has practiced for many years, and he is already a high-ranking monk, and Zhao Cheng's words and ridicule did not stir up any waves.

The heart is like stopping water, about that.

Zhao Cheng laughed for a while, gradually calmed down, and the surroundings became quiet, and the huge temple only had the continuous sound of monks chanting.

It seems normal, but it's not normal.

"Master, from the moment we met, you said that I was preoccupied and wanted to lead me into the empty door, is there any purpose for this?"

Zhao Cheng's tone returned to normal, and there was no taste of yin and yang.

But the true thoughts in his heart are not so simple.

"Nature...... For your good, but also for the good of the world! ”

"Good for me? Also for the good of the world?

Oh, in the eyes of the Buddha, there are still people in the world? Isn't that a slogan? ”

Zhao Cheng took a step back, wanting to distance himself from the sweeping monk.

But the monk reacted quickly, stepped forward, and always kept a two-meter distance from Zhao Cheng.

Not much, not less!

"Nature is not a slogan, I am a Buddha with compassion, my heart is concerned about all living beings, and I don't want the common people to suffer."

The sweeping monk chattered, a bit of a chanting feeling.

"Then how much suffering this living being, does the Buddha know?" Zhao Cheng continued to retreat, unwilling to stay too close to the monk.

There was a problem with this monk, but Zhao Cheng couldn't tell what the problem was.

"The Buddha is outside the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, one glance at all sentient beings, for ten thousand years in an instant, he naturally understands all the states in the world, and knows that all sentient beings are suffering."

The sweeping monk holds the broom in his right hand, carries it behind his back, and does the Buddha ritual with his left hand, and has the temperament of a monk outside the world, which is very Buddha-like.

"What did the Buddha do? Is it time to save the suffering? Zhao Cheng's voice became sharp, containing anger.

"Amitabha, Buddha is destined to be a person!"

Buddha is destined for people, and a good Buddha is destined for people.

"Hahaha, then I'm destined?"

Zhao Cheng just came to the historical temple for sightseeing, and never thought of encountering something strange.

This monk is really weird.

"The donor has arrived in front of the Buddha, so he is naturally destined."

"I've been to the Buddha?" Zhao Cheng smiled again.

Now that I have come to the Buddha, can you, O Buddha, open your eyes and look at the ugly faces of the world?

It is said that good and evil are reincarnated, and cause and effect are reciprocated.

But why, there are always people who are high up, do all the bad things, and enjoy prosperity?

Why is it that he is born with human rights, life is cheaper than grass, and he is born as a cow and a horse?

"I am not outside the Three Realms, only in the Five Elements!

I have already arrived in front of the Buddha, so why is the Buddha outside the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements? ”

Zhao Cheng roared, he was in the mortal world, why did he come to the Buddha?

It's not because he has a gun in his hand, and his power is unparalleled!

The sweeper put down the broom, and I don't know what kind of skill he used, but the broom stood up steadily, and it didn't fall down.

He put his hands together and chanted a Buddha name,

"Amitabha, Lord Zhao, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore."

Zhao Cheng's pupils shrank suddenly, this monk, do you know who he is?!

Sure enough, there was a problem!

"Hahaha, hahahaha......"

Zhao Cheng suddenly danced his long sleeves, made a feint to take out a weapon, and then took out a pistol, the Desert Eagle.

This thing, in the category of pistols, is almost one of the longest-range and most powerful pistols.

It is very popular in beautiful countries and some Middle Eastern countries, but it is very limited in terms of military use.

After all, the weight is large, and the bomb capacity is small.

It's not that cost-effective.

However, it is indeed very powerful, and it is said to be able to defeat elephants.

Zhao Cheng has a strong sense of crisis, this monk has been saying "donor" before, and this time he suddenly became "Zhao Shizhu", which is not a slip of mouth.

Moreover, when the word "Zhao" is spoken, it is obvious that something is exposed!

"Turning back to the shore? What shore is there to turn back? Homeless for a long time!? ”

Zhao Cheng roared, he had a home in Yingtianfu and a little lady,

It's a pity, it's a pity, he's homeless and has become a ronin.

Although Zhao Cheng was yelling to express his anger, he was also on guard and always vigilant.

There is a problem with this monk, and there must be a problem with this temple.

Perhaps, as he guessed, the outside was already surrounded by brocade guards!

"Alas~"

The sweeping monk sighed, he knew Zhao Cheng, and naturally he also knew his experience and the affairs of the Zhao family.

The founding heroes and the families of the powerful have finally ended up beheaded, which is really regrettable.

When he was not a monk, he fought with Emperor Chen in all directions, and he also had an opponent with Nanxionghou, that guy was brave and unparalleled, and he was a rare general.

It's a pity that I followed the wrong master, and in the end it was still a situation of "the king forced the minister to rebel, and the minister had to rebel".

The sweeping monk was silent for a moment, and he didn't care about Zhao Cheng's overreaction.

As for the black iron bump that came out of the sleeve, I don't know much about it.

It's just rumored that this young man can use demon magic and can summon artifacts out of thin air.

In this way, it is just a rumor!

"Your father is still alive." The sweeping monk sighed secretly and said leisurely.

"So?"

Zhao Cheng was unmoved when he heard this, but he still maintained a high degree of vigilance.

He did have memories of Zhao Yong, the Marquis of Nanxiong, in his memory, and he also knew that he led troops to quell the rebellion in the south.

But that's about it!

Zhao Yong is Zhao Yong, but Zhao Cheng is no longer Zhao Cheng!

After he made such a fuss in Yingtianfu, Zhao Yong was either killed by the government, or led the troops to revolt to find a way to survive.

There are only these two cases, and there is no other possibility.

"So how can you be homeless?!"

The sweeping monk's tone was firm, obviously not a question sentence.

The father and son of the Zhao family, one in the south and one in the north, all caused killing, and they were full of crimes.

Now that I meet Zhao Cheng, I naturally want to do something.

If you can let him take refuge in Buddhism, it will also be a matter of immeasurable merit.

He is just a monk, and he may not be able to change the fate of all sentient beings suffering, but it is good to do something for sentient beings and reduce the chaos a little.

In this world, after decades of war, it is hard to settle down, and it is really heretical to start a war again!

"If you have a home to look forward to, then why do you have to take refuge in Buddhism, and don't think about the red dust and escape into the empty door?"

Zhao Cheng raised the gun in his hand, ready to shoot at any time.

This monk didn't seem to do anything to threaten him, but Zhao Cheng knew very well that the environment he was in was by no means as harmonious as it was in front of him.

If you are not careful, you will never recover!

"Alas~"

The sweeping monk sighed, there are thousands of prodigal sons in the world, and one can save one.

But this year's life is exactly the difficulty!

"Amitabha~"

He put his hands together and chanted the Buddha horn again, but when he bent over, he quickly grabbed the broom beside him and rushed forward.

"Bang!"

Zhao Cheng always remained vigilant, and when he saw the monk's sudden action, he did not hesitate and shot directly.

"Smack~"

But before the imaginary headshot appeared, a long stick was drawn into Zhao Cheng's hand, causing the muzzle of the gun to shift.

Zhao Cheng looked at this scene in horror, why is this monk so fast, he knows martial arts?

Impossible, if there is really a martial arts master in this world, how can I escape?

Ying Tianfu, as the center of power in the Ming Dynasty, gathers all kinds of top figures, if there is really martial arts, how can there be no martial arts masters?

Zhao Cheng didn't have time to think, and a pain like a broken hand bone rushed straight to his brain, and he couldn't help but die.

"Bang!"

Almost at the same moment, the sound of a bullet hitting the wall was heard, and a hideous groove was formed in the wall in an instant.

Zhao Cheng endured the severe pain and wanted to distance himself from the sweeping monk.

The Desert Eagle is flawed and has a lot of recoil, making it almost impossible to shoot continuously and accurately.

Moreover, his hand was hit, he had become weak, and he had to pull away in order to bring out the advantages of thermal weapons.

Although Zhao Cheng was surprised by the speed and reflexes of the sweeping monk, he also understood that the main reason for the defeat of the previous blow was that they were too close together.

Such a close distance, coupled with the blessing of the broom and the speed of the sweeping monk himself, formed the result of the defeat of the Desert Eagle.

"Your power is good, but you're too slow to react."

The sweeping monk was also moving rapidly, always keeping his relative distance from Zhao Cheng unchanged, looking extremely detached.

He used to be a master of playing with firearms, and the number of enemies he killed with firearms was far more than that of Zhao Cheng.

He knows very well that it is easy to get started with firearms, but if you want to reach an unfathomable situation, you have extremely high requirements for your own conditions.

Reflexes, critical thinking, and physical fitness are all important conditions that restrict the gunner.

This Zhao family child has obviously not reached the level of a firearms master.

That is, the firearms in his hands are diverse, and the power is too terrifying, otherwise how could Zhao Cheng survive until now.

"Really?"

Zhao Cheng sneered, no matter how high his kung fu is, he is afraid of kitchen knives!

What's more, it's a thermal weapon ?!

Zhao Cheng doesn't believe that there are martial arts in the world, so there is a calculation, and it is just a technique to strengthen the body!

As for the scene in "Kung Fu" where the Huoyun Evil God grabs bullets with his bare hands, it is even more unlikely.

If there really is such an existence, how can he escape from Ying Tianfu?

"You try this!"

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