Chapter 80: If You Don't Go to Hell, Who Goes to Hell
Several people came to the small temple outside the city and saw a lean old monk sitting cross-legged on the ground, chanting scriptures with his hands folded, and Li Ghost lying on the side with his hands dying.
Li Feng was relieved to see that Li Ghost was not dead, looked at the old monk and said: "Seeing that the idiot master is not worshipping the Buddha and reciting scriptures in Nanjing Yunhe Temple, what is the matter with coming to the capital!"
The old monk slowly opened his eyes and said slowly: "There are two kinds of blessings in the world: one is the field of merit and virtue, and the other is the field of retribution; ”
Li Feng looked confused o((⊙_⊙))o, what does this old monk mean.
The old monk saw that Li Feng didn't speak, raised his eyes to see Li Feng with a confused face, and then said: "Killing the father, killing the mother, killing the arhat, the blood of the Buddha, and the big lie are the five rebellious crimes. ”
"Drag the Buddhist scriptures with me, I still don't understand. Li Feng thought in a daze, thinking about whether this old monk was senile.
The old monk saw that Li Feng still didn't talk, and knew that this person was different from Buddhism, but you should respond then, how embarrassing the scene is now.
The old monk simply stood up and said directly: "In recent days, the monks of my Yunhe Temple have occasionally disappeared, and the old monk has found that they are all missing near the capital. Then I found that there was such a demon cave in the capital, cutting off people's offspring, and the means were extremely cruel, for some reason. ”
Li Feng glared at Li Tian and whispered, "If the rabbit doesn't eat the grass next to the nest, you can't go far away to catch people." And why do you keep catching monks?"
Li Tian said with a look of grievance: "No, the power of the black stone in other places is too great, and it will be discovered soon, so we don't dare to appear now." As for why we keep catching monks, because we don't need the things of monks, we just want to contribute to the progress of science. If you catch an ordinary person and cut someone down, it will be too cruel to be a big man and a big boss. ”
Li Feng listened and nodded continuously, "Yes, you have considered it very comprehensively, and it is reasonable. ”
Seeing that the old monk heard Li Tian's words, if he hadn't said that he had cultivated Buddha for so many years, he would have scolded him. What kind of bullshit reason is this, you can cut it if it's useless. Besides, who said that it didn't work at all, at least wouldn't you be able to pee standing up?
The old monk thought that in the future, there would be a bunch of girly monks in the temple, and they all squatted and peed again, and the old monk almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.
"Master of Idiot, we are helping them to break the root of their troubles, and the Buddha said that a monk who breaks the root of his troubles is a good monk. In the future, they will be able to devote themselves to cultivating the Buddha and ignore the disturbances of the world, which is a great merit. Li Feng folded his hands together and said with a serious face.
Li Tian on the side thought: "Which Buddha said this, so vernacular, and it sounds so familiar."
"Shut up, you little red guy, what kind of, no one dares to talk to me like this in Gada, you are tired of spreading hysteria. The old monk was incoherent by Li Fengqi's words, and various dialects came out, which can be seen that the old monk usually travels extensively.
"Hmm? Li Tian, is Nanjing closer to Shanghai, closer to the northeast, or closer to Beijing? Is the Nanjing accent so strong?" Li Feng asked Li Tian suspiciously.
"It seems to be closer to Shanghai, although I can't speak Nanjing, but it's definitely not the old monk's accent, he is from other places. The little fat man said affirmatively.
The old monk over there saw that Li Feng and the two began to talk nonsense again, and snorted heavily.
Li Tian only felt a heavy hammer hit his head, and he had a splitting headache. Ghost Li on the ground spat out a mouthful of blood again, and took another step away from burping.
"Oh, this old monk has deep internal strength, it seems that I underestimate the world of Sword Rain, and I am a bit of a master. Li Feng looked at him in surprise.
"In that case, what does the master want to do to pick them up again?" Li Feng laughed.
"In order to prevent the donors from committing more sins, I invite the donors to go to Yunhe Temple to visit Zen and worship the Buddha to relieve the anger in their hearts. The old monk reverted to the appearance of a high-ranking monk.
"Give you three points of color and you will go to the dyeing room, and I will also give you two options, one is to apologize and commit suicide to apologize, and the other is that you write the most first, and then I will kill you. Which one do you want to choose? Li Feng said magnanimously.
"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead. The old monk slapped Li Feng directly with a palm, and the palm wind was far away and Li Tian couldn't open his eyes.
"This old monk has two strokes, and this palm has a fight with Ah Xing's Rulai Divine Palm. However, Li Feng was not afraid of him, and slapped the old monk's palm.
A powerful intake wind spread from the palms of the two of them, and Li Tian over there took this opportunity to take Ghost Li's hand aside, otherwise he would die this time.
The old monk saw that Li Feng was a master, "No wonder you dare to do such an angry thing, it turns out that you have something to rely on, but it's not like that." Then he waved countless palms like a thousand hands, surrounding Li Feng.
When Li Feng heard this, he dared to brag in front of Lao Tzu, you don't know how to write dead words.
The whole body was motionless and took the trick of seeing the idiot, and then turned his palm into a knife, and slashed down, and the idiot dodged away, but only to see a firelight slash in front of the idiot, leaving a scorched black mark on the ground.
Then Li Feng grabbed the palm of his hand, and the old monk was surrounded by flames.
The idiot found that he was surrounded by flames, and thought it was fake, but only found out that it was true after his eyebrows caught fire. "Damn, this fire is real fire, what kind of martial arts is this. ”
The old monk instigated the internal force of his whole body to shake, disperse the flames around him, and jumped away from it. Originally, the old monk had little hair, but now his eyebrows and beard are all gone, and his head looks at Li Feng like a charred egg.
"Haha, the master should be more powerful now. After all, only baldness can become stronger. Li Feng said something that he couldn't understand.
That move just now frightened the idiot, they are all martial arts practitioners, and you will be fouled if you use spells.
The old monk pondered for a while and said, "Well, let's say goodbye to each other." ”
Seeing the idiot's words, Li Feng laughed angrily, there is a person who is even more shameless than himself, and he was clamoring to lock himself up just now, and now he wants to run away when he can't beat him, beautiful you.
"I just thought about it, the master's internal strength is profound, his heart is like a mountain, if he can help us do experiments, maybe it will be of great help to us, even if it can't succeed, it can make other monks suffer a little less, the Buddha said that I don't go to hell who goes to hell, the master's merits are immeasurable." Li Feng suggested.
As soon as he heard this, he knew that he had nothing to talk about, so he immediately reflexively ran away without saying a word.
Li Feng first fed a blood bodhi to Li Ghost Hand unhurriedly, and Li Ghost Hand immediately opened his eyes, "Big boss, the little one has lived up to your expectations." The people and materials of those experiments were destroyed by the old monk. ”
"Don't worry, that old monk can't run, you just have to be fine. Li Feng said indifferently.