In the loud reversing sound, the truck poured directly into the inner temple from outside the gate as if it had entered a no-man's land.

Fortunately, the entrance of Kongoji Temple is tall enough, otherwise the entire exterior wall would have been brought down by trucks.

"What's the situation with you, how can you get a truck here!"

Some monks were extremely angry and rushed up to shout and ask.

"I let them in." Zhengxing suddenly appeared in the courtyard of the inner temple, with a sickly smile on his face, he stared at Zhengjue in the crowd, and asked slowly, "Senior brother, aren't you curious about what's in this truck?" ”

Zhengjue's expression was serious, but he still forcibly suppressed the emotions in his heart, and gently persuaded: "Senior brother, it has taken fifteen years for the King Kong Temple to get to where it is today, don't ruin everything that was hard-won because of the contradiction with me." ”

"My contradiction with you?" Zhengxing raised his head and laughed, his limbs trembling as if they were about to fall apart, "It seems that you still don't think you are at fault, in front of Master, do you dare to tell the blood debt you have created over the years?" ”

"Let you all laugh, my junior brother has gone crazy with his practice, and now he is a little delirious." Zhengjue threw an apologetic smile at the guests around him, and then looked at the monks of Vajra Temple: "What are you waiting for?" Don't take the temple down to rest! ”

"I'm not in the middle of it!" Zhengxing suddenly roared manically, and his eyes were so red that they seemed to be able to spurt blood, "You are the one who is really enchanted!" No, you are a demon, a demon who kills teachers and apprentices!

Today, I just want to expose your true colors in front of everyone! ”

As soon as the words fell, the hydraulic lifting column of the truck began to work, and the cargo compartment was gradually raised in the deafening rumble, and as he walked forward, he ripped off the big lock on the warehouse door.

Under the effect of gravity, the two warehouse doors burst open, and a large pile of gray sculptures rolled out of them and smashed to the ground.

Zhang Chuyi frowned and glanced at it, and then his two eyebrows instantly popped up.

The sculptures that fall to the ground, like those enshrined in the Mahavira Hall, are all flesh Buddhas!

Compared with the one inside, these flesh Buddhas on the ground are more traditional, that is, the inside is the flesh, and the outside is a Buddha statue made of clay.

However, unlike the calm and serene demeanor of the Master of the Surface, these physical Buddhas on the ground all had hideous faces and distorted expressions, as if they had suffered great pain before they died.

Not only that, but the flesh body of the Buddha that was crushed at the bottom was damaged by the violent collision, and soon there was extremely foul-smelling pus flowing out of the broken place, and the rotting corpse could be faintly seen from it.

"Fourth brother, you said before that there have been more than 30 monks in the King Kong Temple over the years, right?" Zhang Chuyi raised his hand with a pale face and pointed to the flesh Buddha on the ground: "I counted, there are thirty-two flesh Buddhas on the ground. ”

"Could it be that all the corpses in the flesh Buddha are like this?"

There was a dignitary next to him who couldn't bear such a disgusting picture, so he knelt on the ground and vomited violently.

One person began to vomit, and the other people who were already on the verge of vomiting finally couldn't help it, and bent down and wowed.

Among all the people present, except for Zhang Chuyi and Xu Si, who were quite patient, even Ren Fei was pale and looked crumbling.

"Damn, this time it's really a big case." Xu Si really couldn't help it this time, and shiveringly took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, and took a big puff.

"Abbot Zhengjue, could you please explain to us, what is the situation?" Zhang Chuyi turned his head to look at Zhengjue and found that his expression was still as calm as a lake, and he couldn't see the slightest ripple.

"Senior brother, why don't you speak?" Zhengxing showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, "These are all moved out of the secret room you built in the back mountain, and they are all masterpieces created by your own hands in the past ten years."

Do you know how I felt when I walked into the secret room that night and saw these things?

I saw these disciples who had been with each other day and night turned into horrible sculptures piled up in that cramped room, and their desperate and miserable wails before they died still echoed in my ears to this day.

Why? Why did the pure land of my Buddhism become a hell of a nose, why did you create such a ferocious evil! ”

"That's because they're not true Buddhas!" The silent enlightenment finally spoke, and two cruel dry laughs came out in the frightened eyes of everyone: "The shaping of the physical body Buddha is already full of pain, in order to always maintain a sitting posture, you need to use an iron pipe to penetrate from the bottom to the top, wait until the blood in the internal organs is exhausted, and then apply embalming to complete it!"

Who knows that these wastes can't even pass the first level, and they all say that they are willing to dedicate themselves to the temple, but after all, they have no Buddha nature, and they can't pass the first level of renunciation.

In the final analysis, it's still to blame them, but as long as they can become one, my King Kong Temple can already be famous for the flesh Buddha, how can I be suppressed by the Lingyin Temple?

Think about it, as long as it becomes the first temple in Jiangnan, how much money can I get to help those poor people? ”

Speaking of this, Zhengjue laughed: "You say that I have fallen into the devil's path, but I only think that what I have done is good.

And you're more like a demon than me, since you already know it, haven't you helped me hide it for so many years? Now it's starting to recur again, and it's not a shame to be in retreat? ”

"Yes, I pretended to be deaf and dumb, and naturally I was also an accomplice." Zhengxing raised his head and smiled miserably: "I don't want to see the King Kong Temple ruined, and I don't want my years of hard work to be ruined."

But I really can't bear to see any disciples die at your hands again, so I arranged for them to disappear, and asked the villagers to dig up Master's body, in order to attract everyone and let the world see what my Vajra Temple is! ”

"It turns out that you directed and acted all of this yourself." Zhengxing's eyes narrowed slightly, and his body exuded a cold feeling.

"You can't think of it, do you?" Zhengxing let out a maniacal laugh, "You have pursued the physical body Buddha for half your life, but in fact, Master has already cultivated it.

He is buried in the soil like this, and every time you go to the back mountain to commit murder, you will walk over his head, and every time you return in vain, you will see your stupidity.

And the cause you have achieved with your own hands will also be destroyed in my hands today, and from now on, there will never be any more Vajra Temple Buddha in the flesh! ”

"This old thing is really powerful." Zhengjue turned his head and glanced at the surface master in the main hall, "At the beginning, I proposed to him the idea of a physical Buddha, and he scolded me for being an evil demon and devastating my heart, and boasted that he wanted to cross me.

I pretended to repent, and while he was unprepared, I used Donkey Kong's fingers to poke at his 12 big holes, including Baihui, Jizhong, Dovetail, Juque, and Qihai, and completely turned this old thing into a waste.

But then I slashed and slashed, but I couldn't bear him at all, but fortunately he couldn't move, so I was trapped alive in the secret room. ”

As he spoke, Zhengjue turned his head to look at Zhengxing: "Do you know what the funniest thing is?" When this old guy was dying, he was still urging me to be good.

Obviously, I am practicing Mahayana Buddhism, and I am much better than him in creating great goodness with small evils. ”

"Myths confuse the public!" Zhengxing's angry eyes widened and roared like thunder, and he jumped and slapped his palm towards Zhengjue.