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"About 25 years ago, when I was still an ordinary peasant boy in a small village in Shuzhou, my parents were there, plus my grandmother and two older brothers, and a family of six made a living from farming. The climate of Shuzhou is moist and warm, and the grain is easy to grow, and we are not too far from Tangjiabao, but there are no bandits and bandits, and there is a column of pigs at home, and from time to time to kill a bite to be sold in the nearby market, and the days are also moist and leisurely until one afternoon, I went to the market with my second brother to sell pigs and came back, and saw my family's old sow that had been raised for more than ten years napping in the hall. It's strange that there is no sound from anyone else in the house, didn't my parents say that they would use the pork left over for smoking bacon? And what about grandma who should bask in the sun in the yard?"

This is undoubtedly not a suitable time to reminisce, let alone a place, but the angry monk didn't seem to care at all, he didn't look at the tense Hu Qian and Li Yutang, and he didn't pay attention to Xiao Xia not far away, just stared at the ground, completely immersed in his own memories. When he talked to himself about where his family was, he still looked puzzled, frowned, and shook his head.

And the three people around him didn't bother him. The murderous and malicious intent around him was so obvious that it could give goosebumps to the dullest of people, but in the silence was a plain and gentle voice recounting childhood, as if even the noonday sun falling through the leaves was eerie.

Konatsu didn't. He didn't seem to have a reason to do anything, he stepped back enough distance to activate the Divine Talisman, he could leave at any time, and it seemed that he was just staying here to see the excitement.

Neither did Li Yutang. Although he was already sweating on his forehead, the green tendons on his hand holding the long sword were exposed, and the expression on his face was also hideous, he still didn't dare to step forward and make a move. Because Hu Qian still stood quietly and did not move. And she didn't move, so Li Yutang didn't know how to move, or didn't dare to move.

"There was no one in the kitchen, and I called twice at the entrance of the hall and no one answered, but there seemed to be a very strange smell in the back room, like pork smelled. When my second brother and I walked into the back room, we saw that the floor was covered with blood and internal organs, and there were some fragments of bones, and the heads of my father and mother, as well as my grandmother and eldest brother, were rolling in the corner. It turned out that they were all eaten, eaten by the sow. My second brother screamed like crazy and picked up the pig-killing knife and rushed out, but the old sow only looked at him, and he immediately couldn't move, and then the old sow came forward and arched him down, and bit off his neck with one bite, and it turned out that the sow had become a demon. ”

The angry monk was still not angry at all, and his voice was calm and gentle, as if he was just telling a story that had nothing to do with him. And at some point, there was a hazy circle around him, and the light and shadow that seemed to be real and illusory were shaking.

Li Yutang couldn't help it first, and the long sword in his hand shook and roared angrily: "Shameless bald donkey! Who has time to listen to you raise pigs and feed dogs? When death comes, you still want to make up some stories to win sympathy, it is really shameless~!

shouted in his mouth to watch the fight, but Li Daxia still didn't rush forward, his hand touched a steel dart from his waist, and threw it towards the chest of the angry monk.

The hero's secret weapon naturally can't be poisonous, but this steel dart is half a palm's size, weighing two or three pounds, and it is still fatal to infuse the strength to hit people's vital points even if it is not poisonous. The angry monk still sat still, and his injuries were indeed not fake, but before the steel dart could stab his body, it first hit the layer of light and shadow around him, and fell to the ground with a thud like hitting a stone.

"Huh, Lord Hu Xiang, is this?" Li Yutang was taken aback, took a step back, and looked at Hu Qian.

Of course, Hu Qian also saw it, but she still didn't move or speak, as if she had been fascinated by the story of the angry monk.

"Maybe the sow was full, or maybe it was because I fed her during the day, and she didn't eat me and left. I sat in a room full of flesh and blood for a day and a night, and I was not taken out until Grandpa Satomasa Murakami brought someone to check on me. It turned out that the pig demon went out of my house and bit to death and ate a few people, and the villagers hurriedly went to the Taoist temple in the town to invite the Taoist priest, and led a group of strong men to get rid of the pig demon. When the second grandfather took me back, they were holding a banquet to entertain the Taoist priest, and I was also in a daze, but when I saw the Taoist priest, I suddenly came to my senses, because I knew the Taoist priest. Half a year ago, when I went to cut pigweed, I met the Taoist priest, who seemed to be collecting medicine nearby, and bought some pigweed from me for five cents, which made me happy for a while. The Taoist priest once asked me if I had been feeding the pigs with this pigweed, and followed me to the pigsty to have a look, but left without saying anything, I seemed to suddenly understand something, and shouted that the Taoist priest killed my family, but everyone said that I was crazy, and some people said that I was taken by the ghost of the pig demon, and I was taken away and tied up. The Taoist priest naturally said that he couldn't save me, so in the end, the village sold my family's land and sent me to the Pure Land Monastery to become a novice. ”

The layer of light around the angry monk became more and more obvious, and it was clearly a figure, a figure that was larger and wrapped in the angry monk. Xiao Xia could recognize that this was the one that almost scared him out of the way before, but at that time it was just a sudden phantom, but now it is slowly becoming clearer and more obvious as the story of the angry monk is slowly becoming clearer and more obvious.

"It took me a few years to understand what was going on. When I cut the pigweed, I always liked to go to the valley outside the village to play, where there are few people, most of the five-leaf clovers I cut are more than ten years old, and the sow has eaten it over the years and has some spirituality, and our family has raised and killed every piglet it has born, how can it not be resentful? It is only a matter of time before it accumulates over the years and becomes a demon. Naturally, these Taoist priests have already seen it, but if he had reminded him in advance, the old female pork would not be sold for a price, and a litter of piglets every year would be the tuition fee for my eldest brother's education, and most of my family members would not believe it, and such a trivial matter, how could it be possible to let the demon appear as the victim and then take action to get rid of it to gain fame and fortune? Sure enough, I later heard that when the Taoist died of illness, he was already a famous Taoist priest who claimed to protect the safety of the Buddha and the Buddha. ”

"Actually, it can't be said that the Taoist priest deliberately harmed my family. Most people in the world are like this, even if they were replaced, there would be a chance that nine out of ten people would be like him. Even the sow that became a demon is actually not wrong, if it were not for the cause of my family killing dozens or hundreds of its children, how could it eat the fruit of my family of five? It's just just"

The angry monk frowned, closed his eyes, and muttered to himself with a sad look on his face, and the light and shadow around him trembled more and more violently. Finally, he took a deep breath, his eyes opened suddenly, and the anger that had been calmed for a long time appeared on his face like a tsunami again, and a thunderous roar exploded from his chest and abdomen: "It's just that how can this be like this in this world? How can it be so?

With each deafening roar, the light and shadow around him flickered, brightened, rose outwards and then shrank inward. When these three roars passed, the light and shadow were gone, and the angry monk finally stood up, his red eyes glowing from anger and looked down at the three people around him.

It was really shining, and it was still a little dazzling, like two red-hot coals embedded in the eye sockets. It was already a pair of eyes that could not have been human, and the Monk of Anger did not look like a human being anymore, because no one could have six hands, six faces, indigo skin, and nearly a foot high. That layer of light and shadow all converged, solidified, materialized in the roar of the angry monk, became one with him, and transformed him into this.

"Strange monster" Li Yutang was stunned as he looked at the angry monk in front of him, who was no longer an angry monk, and his feet were already trembling.

It's not that Li Daxia is timid, and it's not that there are demons and monsters that are ten times more terrifying than this shape, but the majesty, coercion, and momentum exuded by this indigo six-armed giant are far beyond the impression given by this appearance, as if it is an eternal colossus that coexists with heaven and earth and the world.

Not only Li Yutang was shocked, Xiao Xia, who was hiding far away, but also Hu Qian, who had been immovable, couldn't help but retreat, the aura emitted by this cyan giant had reached the depths of people's souls, making people unable to breathe smoothly.

"Is this the Great Mighty King Kong?" Xiao Xia couldn't help but rub his eyes. Of course, he has more vision than Li Yutang, this six-armed, six-faced, blue-covered giant is one of the five great protectors of the Buddha Gate, Manjushri Bodhisattva is angry, and is known as the Great Mighty Vajra that can calm down the outer path of a qiē evil demon and protect all sentient beings.

Although many people in the rivers and lakes know that this Pure Land Zen Monastery Protector Vajra is cultivating this Great Mighty Vajra Method, most of them think that it is just a spell derived from this Dharma, Zen singing, fists and feet and other magical powers, and no one thought that what he really cultivated was actually the Great Mighty Vajra Dharma itself.

"It is precisely because there are many evil demons in the outer way, people's hearts are confused, and the ravines are difficult to fill, that this world of sampa is so ugly, and all living beings are miserable and cannot be liberated. The poor monk faced the wall for three years before he understood this principle. So I made a great wish in front of my Buddha's gold, to sweep away all the demons, kill all the wicked, spread my Buddha**, purify all sentient beings, let everyone in the world believe in my Buddha, and return the world to a pure and peaceful place. ”

The voice of the angry monk also recovered, and the anger that seemed to burn up at any time permeated the air, but the words themselves were great compassion and clear order, combined with the majestic momentum of this body, it was really like a god and Buddha coming to earth.

"Although the matter of passing on the merit with the relics must have been the voluntary of Master Chixia, but his cultivation of the Dharma is all out of his own temple, how can there be a reason not to return to the roots? One more relic is put into the Ten Directions Pure World Relic Pagoda, and the power of the pagoda will be greater, and it will be able to deter more and bigger demons from the outer way, until the demons in the world are eliminated, so that everyone in the world knows the great compassion and great supernatural power of our Buddha, so that their hearts are devoted to the Dharma. Therefore this evil must not fall into the hands of others. What's more, the fact that this demon has obtained the relics of my master and uncle also damages the reputation of my Buddhism, and I can't let it be publicized. Fortunately, people like you who are hungry for profit want to monopolize this evil and try to harm the poor monks, and the poor monks can only use the compassion of Buddhism to cross you to reincarnate and become a new person. Amitabha. ”

In the sound of the Buddha's horn, the angry monk punched.

His upper and lower arms formed hand prints with each other, and the punch was only the right fist of the middle pair of arms, and he didn't move, but struck outward on the spot, and a fist shadow larger than a human head roared out, almost in the blink of an eye, and hit the person he was about to hit.

His punch didn't target the gloomy and unpredictable Hu Qian, nor did he pay attention to the uncertain Li Yutang, but actually hit Xiao Xia, who was already standing dozens of feet away and seemed to be the most unthreatening.

"Huh?" Xiao Xia was shocked, he didn't seem to expect that the angry monk would actually attack him first. Fortunately, he had been engrossed all the time, and he still had the magic talisman on his body, and he jumped to the side to avoid the sudden punch.

"The Great Vedic Demon Pestle. The anger was soaring, or it could actually be just a gloomy voice coming out of the mouth of the angry monk. Watching Xiao Xia dodge, the anger on his face did not change at all, but the pair of hands with handprints on it suddenly clenched into a pair of fists, and then hammered downward.

There was a loud bang, the ground shook violently, and Xiao Xia, who was still jumping in mid-air just now, disappeared, and at that position, the ground was also deeply dented like a dough that had been punched hard, and the dust was flying.  

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