A monk walked up to Huang Mo, clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, the abbot, please tell me." ”

"Huh? Good! Huang Mo was a little puzzled at first why the monk took the initiative to find him, but when he heard that it was the abbot who wanted to talk to him, he immediately agreed with a look of surprise.

Her husband's surname was Xie, and she changed her surname to Xie after she got married.

Led by the monks, Huang Mo walked through a long corridor to the deepest part of the monastery, where the abbot practiced.

The monk stopped when he brought Huang Mo to the door, turned to Huang Mo and said, "Thank you, Master, I will take you here, little monk, and I will retreat first." ”

Huang Mo also clasped his hands together and thanked politely: "You have to lead the way." ”

The monk nodded, then left, and as he passed by Huang Mo, Huang Mo noticed that the new monk was smiling.

For some reason, this smile was very infiltrating in Huang Mo's eyes, which made her shiver.

But soon she stopped thinking about it, and thought only that the monk had thought of something happy.

Huang Mo knocked on the wooden door and whispered, "Master Jingrong, I'm Xie Mo." ”

"Shhhh The first thing that responded to Huang Mo was a tearing sound, which made her feel a little uneasy in her heart.

Huang Mo thought to herself: "How can there be such a sound inside?" ”

And the voice inside disappeared after Huang Mo finished speaking, and after about a few seconds, her familiar voice came out: "It's Lord Xie, please come in." ”

The gentle and mellow voice dispelled Huang Mo's concerns, it should have been an auditory hallucination just now.

Huang Mo was born in the Shangjia family, is the child of a large family, and will donate a lot of sesame oil money every month, and is also a big benefactor of Kurong Temple.

She has known Venerable Jing Rong for ten years, and in her heart, Venerable Jing Rong has always been an eminent monk.

Not only is he elegant and kind, but he also often solves Huang Mo's doubts.

However, the moment Huang Mo opened the door, she was stunned.

What did she see? The abbot is actually eating meat?

A plate was placed on the ground, with several pieces of bloody flesh on it, and Master Jing Rong, who she was familiar with, was holding a piece of bloody flesh in his mouth and tearing it.

The scene in front of her made Huang Mo suspect that she was having a nightmare.

She felt her worldview collapse.

"Squeak, squeak!" The wooden door behind Huang Mo was pushed by an unknown force and closed by itself.

The real sense of sight and hearing let Huang Mo know that he was not dreaming.

She asked tremblingly, "Jing ...... Master Jingrong, what are you doing? ”

"Huh? Huh? Seeing Huang Mo ask, Master Jing Rong finally stopped tearing the fat in his mouth.

He said as a matter of course: "As Lord Xie sees, the poor monk is eating meat. ”

The strange picture made Huang Mo's heart chill, she should have turned her head and ran away.

But when she heard Master Jing Rong's so-called tone, she couldn't bear it anymore and rebuked loudly: "You are a monk! How can you eat meat?! ”

She felt that her faith had been betrayed, and her faith in life had been shaken.

However, in the next second, Master Jing Rong came behind her and hugged her, and placed the bloody piece of flesh in front of her nose.

The fishy smell poured into the nostrils of the yellow foam, reaching the Tianling Gai, making her feel sick.

Master Jing Rong put his face to Huang Mo's ear and asked in a soft voice, "Thank you, Master,"

Hearing his words, Huang Mo was almost frightened and fainted, and her legs trembled when she stood upright.

But she still mustered up her courage, turned her head and shouted at Master Jing Rong, "You are not Master Jing Rong!" Who are you? ”

She didn't believe that the kind and kind Master Jingrong would be like this, and the person in front of her must be pretending.

"Ah, you found out."

"Master Jingrong" didn't pretend, and directly threw the meat on his hand on the ground.

Because compared to the smell in front of him, the piece of meat he ate was as low-grade as a stinky salted fish picked up from the garbage heap.

Under Huang Mo's frightened gaze, Master Jing Rong's kind face suddenly distorted, like a lump of mud that had been kneaded at will, and finally turned into a monk with a fat head and big ears and obscene eyes.

"Demon ...... Monster! Huang Mo was frightened and sat on the ground, supporting her body with her hands and retreating.

And the monk seemed to be teasing Huang Mo, whenever she took a step back, he took a step forward until Huang Mo retreated into the corner, and there was no way to retreat.

"What happened to Master Jing Rong?"

To the monk's surprise, Huang Mo still cared about others at this time.

In order to make the ingredients in front of him more delicious, the monk directly helped Huang Mo solve his doubts: "Of course, it entered the stomach of the poor monk." ”

As if it wasn't enough, he continued: "Eighty people in the temple were all eaten by poor monks. ”

Even Huang Mo, who had received a good upbringing since childhood, couldn't bear it anymore and scolded loudly: "Bastard! The Immortals will not let you go! ”

"Hahaha!" Huang Mo's words directly made the monk laugh.

It's ridiculous that these meat eaters born in a pig prison don't even know what their owners are.

I saw the monk say with a smug face: "The poor monk is the immortal in your mouth, remember the name of the poor monk, the poor monk is called Master Heyin, go down and remember to talk to the old man of Hades." ”

Then he came to Huang Mo's side and held him down.

As if fascinated, Master Heyin touched Huang Mo's jade hand that was as smooth as jade and his ten fingers did not touch the spring water, and touched her crying pear blossom with rain and face like a flower like jade.

He Yin mage said to himself in annoyance, "Where do you start eating?" ”

At this time, Huang Mo struggled desperately, but the strength of Master Yin's body was amazing, and she was powerless to resist at all.

Huang Mo finally chose to close her eyes and wait for death, she didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

At this moment, there was not much fear in her heart.

Venerable Jing Rong once told her that people come to the world as a practice, and she has always believed in this saying.

It's not a bad thing to finish it early and start the next practice.

The faith in her heart makes her fearless, but there are always some regrets in her heart, the newborn child, the husband who will go to Beijing to take the exam this year, and the elderly parents.

Master Heyin looked at Huang Mo in surprise, and he found that the mortal in front of him was really not afraid of death?

For the first time in so many years, he had met someone like Huang Mo, which mortal hadn't been scared and begged for mercy on his knees?

I didn't expect this woman to be so strong, and she didn't say a word of begging for mercy.

But that's where she tastes good.

As soon as he thought of this, he licked his lips with the Indian mage, and the disgusting hara flowed out.

An evil thought arose in his heart, and he wanted to make the woman in front of him die uncomfortably.

So he laughed and said, "Hahaha, does Master Xie think that after death, he will be able to enter the Pure Land of Bliss, or be reincarnated as a human being?" ”

His words made Huang Mo's eyes widen, what did this monster want to say?