Zhang Bairen was on a killing spree in Shaolin Temple, and that day became a nightmare that many people woke up in the middle of the night and lingered.

Ruthless sword, ruthless man!

The common people are like pigs and dogs, nothing more than this!

"Zhang Bairen, why are you still coming to my Shaolin Temple?"

"Oh no! Oh no! The big devil is here again!"

Shaolin Temple jumped for a while, and countless disciples lined up in front of the door, looking at Zhang Baiyi with fierce eyes.

The smile on Zhang Baiyi's face froze, and a pair of eyes looked at the murderous Shaolin Temple people, and felt a pain in the egg.

How famous his eldest brother is in the rivers and lakes can be tested just by this identical face.

"Amitabha, under Zhang Baiyi, Zhang Bairen is my eldest brother! Don't be so alarmed, you are here to ask to see Master Bodhidharma, and you are definitely not embarrassed!" Zhang Baiyi smiled bitterly and put his hands together and made a Buddhist salute.

Hearing this, all the monks looked at each other, and one of them said: "What kind of trick does Your Excellency want to play? After all, you are also a powerful man in the world, so why bother to play tricks on people like this? If you are dissatisfied, just draw a line, and we will continue." ”

"That's it, that's it, we've never heard of any brother of the Governor!"

"Today, you don't want to step into my Shaolin Temple for half a step!"

The monks discussed a lot, and Zhang Baiyi explained bitterly: "I really am just Zhang Baiyi, Zhang Bairen is my brother!"

"Please also ask all the mages to pass through, just say that you are asking to see the abbot below!"

Regardless of Zhang Baiyi's grinding of his mouth, all the monks were expressionless and resolutely refused to let Zhang Baiyi in.

"Amitabha, where is the pure place, who is making noise here?" A Buddha horn sounded, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, making people's hearts can't help but ripple with Buddhism, and the spark of wisdom shines through the ages.

"Meet the Abbot!"

All the disciples of Shaolin Temple visited one after another.

"Ordinary man Zhang Baiyi, meet the mage!" Zhang Baiyi actually fell to his knees with a 'poof'.

Bodhidharma naturally knows Zhang Baiyi, and he also knows why Zhang Bairen came from.

Do you think those two Buddha bone relics are so easy to refine?

"Why did the donor come?" said Bodhidharma unhurriedly.

"The kid admires Buddhism, and he especially asks the master to be gracious, and he is overpowered!" Zhang Baiyi's forehead touched the ground.

Looking at that ordinary face kneeling at his feet, even with the mind of Bodhidharma, he couldn't help but feel extremely happy at this time, and a different kind of pleasure rose in his heart.

"Buddhism is vast, and all living beings have Buddha fate, but the donor's long-cherished wish has not been fulfilled, and the red dust has not been completed, so I am afraid that it will be difficult to enter my Shamen!" Bodhidharma pretended to postpone it.

"Master, the disciple is dedicated to the Buddha, and I also ask the Master for his permission!" Zhang Baiyi bowed respectfully to the ground.

Bodhidharma carefully examined Zhang Baiyi, and after a while said: "Zhang Baiyi, if you practice my Buddhism and rejoice in the Zen method, you have a relationship with my Buddha, in that case, the old man will accept you!

"Thank you, Master!" Zhang Baiyi smiled, bowed respectfully, and stood up full of joy.

The group entered the temple and stayed until noon, only to see Zhang Fei and Xu Xiaoning catching up.

Looking at the shining and shining Shaolin Temple, Zhang Fei and Xu Xiaoning walked silently, like ordinary pilgrims, towards the mountain.

Inside the Daxiong Treasure Hall

Bodhidharma held a razor in his hand, and Zhang Baiyi knelt in front of the Buddha, his eyes full of piety and sacredness.

"Zhang Baiyi, you have to think about it, once you enter my sand gate, the red dust and the past are all clouds of the past, don't you regret it?" Bodhidharma slowly wiped the razor in his hand, and said with a serious face.

"The avenue is ahead, the disciple will never regret it!" Zhang Baiyi said categorically.

"When you enter my Shamen, as long as you practice diligently, enlightenment is not delusional!" The razor in Bodhidharma's hand slowly slipped down: "A shaving of red dust is troubled!"

A strand of hair was missing, revealing a large, shiny bald head.

"Two shaved red dust ties!"

"Three shavings, seven emotions and six desires!"

"Four shaved family ......"

In the blink of an eye, a big bald head appeared in the main hall, only to see a disciple respectfully handing over the incense, Master Bodhidharma took the incense, and looked at Zhang Baiyi with a solemn face: "Have you ever regretted entering my sand gate?"

"Disciple has no regrets!" Zhang Baiyi's eyes were firm.

"Zila!"

The incense came into contact with the flesh and skin, and bursts of green smoke rose into the air.

"Don't steal, don't kill, if you can?"

"The disciple can hold it!"

"Break the dust, go to the six desires, parents and three parents, if you can hold it?"

"Disciple ......"

Zhang Baiyi was hesitating, and suddenly there was an angry shout from below, and he saw two figures rushing towards him.

"Who are you waiting for, dare to trespass on the mountain behind my Shaolin Temple!"

Bodhidharma stopped his movements, looked at the people who were constantly arguing and fighting, and sighed: "All stand down and call them in." ”

When the words fell, the disciples of Shaolin Temple retreated, only to see Zhang Fei and Xu Xiaoning walking into the mountain eagerly, looking at Zhang Baiyi who knelt on the ground with a pious face, Zhang Fei angrily reprimanded: "Evil obstacles, don't go back with me quickly, you actually come here to be embarrassed!"

"Donor, the little monk has escaped into the empty door, the dust is broken, donor, please go back!" Zhang Baiyi knelt in front of the Buddha, folded his hands and lowered his head.

"Evil barrier, what do you call me?" Zhang Fei only felt that his brain was booming, his blood and qi were empowered, and his body was so shocked that he took three steps back.

"Donor, please go back! In the future, there will be no Zhang Baiyi in the world, only the little novice of Shaolin Temple!" Zhang Baiyi lowered his head.

"Evil obstacles!" Zhang Fei's long whip in his sleeve suddenly swung out and hit Zhang Baiyi's back, but he saw that his clothes were broken and his flesh was dripping with blood, and his skin and flesh were tumbling and jumping.

Zhang Baiyi's face was distorted, he just lowered his head and knelt there, his eyes were full of determination: "Please also ask the master to shave!"

"Zhang Baiyi, you have to think about it!" Bodhidharma stood quietly to the side, his eyes were full of calm, and he did not stop Zhang Fei's movements.

"Disciples worship in the Buddha's gate, and there is no regret in death!" Zhang Baiyi touched the ground with his forehead and said respectfully.

"It's reversed! It's reversed!" Zhang Fei whipped the leather whip in his hand, and in a short time he was already drenched in flesh and blood, and the clothes on his back were all broken.

"Baiyi, can you let go of all the past, and can you let go of me?" Xu Xiaoning stepped forward: "Can you let go of the fetus in my womb?"

"The red dust is all vain, the female donor, please go back!" Zhang Baiyi said without raising his head.

"You son of a, I will simply beat you to death today, so that you don't have to embarrass me all day long!" Zhang Fei was furious, and the whip in his hand kept flicking, but he saw that the blood was slowly flowing to the ground with a blur of flesh.

I'm so angry!

Zhang Fei is really angry!

Although he is dilapidated, he is also an orthodox sect of Taoism, an ancient sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, and was born before the rise of mankind. I never thought that the descendants of the descendants were not filial, and they actually worshiped the Buddha, how did he Zhang Fei behave when this matter was spread?

"Bang!"

Zhang Baiyi knelt up straight, looked at his nose and nose and looked at his heart: "Please also ask the abbot to continue shaving!"

Bodhidharma looked at Zhang Baiyi, whose flesh and blood were blurred, and sighed lightly: "Break off your long-cherished wish and transcend the red dust, can you hold it?"

"The disciple can hold it!"

Bodhidharma's finger stretched out, and an incense stick fell.

"Smack!"

The air exploded, and the long whip in Zhang Fei's hand hit the incense, but seeing that Bodhidharma was surrounded by golden light, the whip had already been bounced away by the immeasurable Buddha's light before it approached.

"Bodhidharma, you have to think clearly, what kind of anger do you have to bear if this incense is lit! The anger of the Metropolitan Governor is not something that everyone can afford!" Zhang Fei stared at Bodhidharma with a pair of eyes, the murderous intent in his words was cold, and the hall was stained with a layer of frost: "The Metropolitan Governor has deep expectations for Zhang Baiyi, and now that the Metropolitan Governor has become enlightened, the heavy responsibility of my Zhang family's bloodline reproduction has all fallen on Baiyi, and my Zhang family's bloodline is cut off, can you afford it?"

Bodhidharma's movements stiffened when he heard this, and the incense in his hand couldn't be pierced no matter what.

"Dad, why do you have to embarrass me! You and Aunt Zhao have many sons and grandchildren, and have several pairs of children, how can you not have descendants to pass on? Don't embarrass the master, everything is the child's own idea!" Zhang Baiyi sighed helplessly.

"I, the heir of the Zhang family, how can I enter the Buddhism gate!" Zhang Fei's face turned pale, and he whipped it down again, and the flesh and blood behind the beating were blurred.

Bodhidharma looked down at Zhang Baiyi: "Donor, you are not over, I'm afraid it's not suitable to become a monk!"

"The disciple's fate has been broken, and the mage is still asked to fulfill it!" Zhang Baiyi clasped his hands together and looked firm.

Seeing this, Bodhidharma could only sigh lightly, and the incense in his hand wanted to go down.

"Whoosh!"

The long whip in Zhang Fei's hand instantly wrapped around Zhang Baiyi's neck, and then he suddenly dragged it and fell on the pillar in front of the hall in the distance: "Son, it seems that the old man was too indulgent to you in the past, so that you did such a wrong thing today, why don't you quickly kneel down and admit your mistake?"

"Donor, the monk's dust has been broken, please put it down!" Zhang Baiyi knelt on the ground, blood spurted from his mouth, and his face was respectful.

"Bastard!" Zhang Fei was angry, and kicked forward with his foot.

"Dad! Dad, you don't have to kick! You don't have to kick!" Xu Xiaoning hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Fei's arm and blocked Zhang Baiyi's body, crying and crying at this time.

Looking at Xu Xiaoning who was blocking in front of him, Zhang Fei was furious: "You dodge! Today, the old man has to kill this son of evil." ”

"Xiaoning married you, how can you be worthy of Xiaoning?" Zhang Fei angrily scolded Zhang Baiyi.

Zhang Baiyi fell to his knees, but was silent.

"Dad, don't you want to fight! If you beat him again, you will hurt his Daoji! I only asked him a few words, and with the answer, I gave up!" Xu Xiaoning cried.

Zhang Fei gritted his teeth, and finally turned his head with a blue face, and turned his back to everyone with his hands behind his back.

Xu Xiaoning stared at Zhang Baiyi with a pair of eyes, and said after a while: "Let me ask you, one day husband and wife Bairien, do you really want to abandon me and the unborn child and escape into the empty door?"

"I'm sorry for you!" Zhang Baiyi sighed softly.

"Since you can't stand me, why do you want to escape into the empty door? How many white eyes have I endured in order to be with you? How many grievances have I suffered in Jindingguan? You treat me like this?"