When Jingfa followed the villagers to the city at the foot of the mountain, he saw a large group of people surrounding the square in the center of the town.

There were two groups of people standing in the center of the crowd, one was Fu Meng and Miao Zhai villagers, and the other group was blonde and blue-eyed, wearing exotic costumes, one of them, Jing Fa and Fu Meng both knew, was the tall man who had urinated in the dense forest before.

In addition, there was a person in a different costume standing in each of the two groups.

Fu Meng is a monk here, it seems to be the old monk who was with Fu Meng when Jing Fa first met her.

At the front of the foreigner on the opposite side stood a man dressed in black with a silver cross on his chest.

These two people are talking to each other.

But do you need a support group to chat? Do you need so many viewers?

Obviously, the two were not having a normal conversation.

After listening carefully, Jing Fa realized that the two were debating, and the focus of the debate was the profound theory of man and God, which Jing Fa couldn't understand at all.

The foreigner man, who claimed to be a priest, was preaching a doctrine called Christianity, in which he believed that Yahweh was the creator of the world, that Yahweh was the only God in the world, and that man could never become a god.

But the old monk next to Fu Meng thinks that there are many gods, what this Bodhisattva, that Bodhisattva, this Buddha, that Buddha, a lot of them, and another saying is born from the heart, as long as a person devotes himself to practice, he can become a god.

So the two of them are typical words without speculating for more than half a sentence, from the beginning of the debate to the later into a quarrel, the quarrel was inextricable, and the foreigner behind the priest raised a slender iron rod as if he was about to fight with Fu Meng, a group of Miao people, fortunately, Jingfa rushed to shout to prevent the outbreak of the conflict.

At this time, the tall man had already recognized Jing Fa, and muttered softly to another man with thick eyebrows and big eyes behind the priest, who instantly showed disdain towards Jing Fa.

As soon as Jingfa appeared, it caused the Miao people to cheer, because they all knew that Jingfa was a master of Shaolin Tianbei, and Buddhism was unfathomable.

"Don't be stupid master, they look down on our Buddhism in the Central Plains, hurry up and give them some color. ”

"That's right, don't be stupid master, quickly move out your Shaolin Buddhism essentials and stone them to death!"

Miao people immediately said to Jingfa with a word.

Hearing the Miao people's words, the priest frowned, and turned his gaze to Jingfa.

He looked Jing Hair up and down carefully, but his brows became more and more wrinkled.

Because no matter how hard he tried to look, he couldn't see that Jing Fa looked like a high-ranking monk.

"Yo, this brother is from Shaolin? I heard that the people of your country believe in your Shaolin Buddha? This is the greatest disrespect to the Almighty God, I must educate you barbarians well, so that you can also feel the grace of the Lord." The priest looked condescending and said to Jingfa.

Seeing the priest's arrogant attitude, Jing Fa looked unhappy and asked, "Who is God?"

"God is our great Lord, Jesus, Amen. The priest replied with a reverent countenance.

"Who is Amen?" Jingfa asked, touching his head.

The priest twitched the corners of his eyebrows, and said a little angrily: "Amen is not a person, it is a tone word, do you understand?"

"Oh!" Jing Fa nodded, looking suddenly enlightened, and said, "I know, it's Amitabha Buddha, what kind of Amen, I thought it was a large group of people called A." ”

After hearing Jing Fa's words, the priest was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

If there is some truth to the debate with the old monk just now, but now the conversation with Jingfa is like playing the piano to a cow.

"Do you understand your Buddhism, or are you the leaders of Buddhism in Shaolin all vain and confused?" said the priest, a little angry.

"Ah, I said that this buddy who wears a pair of night clothes in broad daylight has something wrong with his brain? Our Buddhism in the Central Plains is broad and profound, how can a person with a brain like you understand it? Let's go, if you don't understand, let me hurry up, don't stay here and be embarrassed. Jing Fa waved at the priest, also with a look of disdain.

"You...... You say that I'm a clergyman who has something wrong with my brain, and God will punish you!" shouted the priest, pointing at Jing Fa.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not under your God's control. Jing Fa snorted coldly.

"Almighty God is omnipotent and omniscient, everything in the world is his people, and you can't escape!" the priest shouted to the sky with his hands open.

"Master, I worship the Buddha, not the God of your family, you say that the God of your family is so good, then call him here, have a good fight with the Buddha of our family, and see who listens to whom!" said Jingfa, rolled up his sleeves, his eyes widened, and he stared at the priest and said.

"You...... How can you speak so disrespectfully that you are not afraid of God's sin?"

"I said that your god can't control my master, because our Buddha doesn't allow it, and you are now on the territory of our Buddha, I advise you to leave immediately, otherwise our Buddha accidentally gets angry, don't blame me for not reminding you. ”

"You...... A group of savages, barbarians, unreasonable, unreasonable!" After some conversation just now, the priest was so angry that Jing Fa was speechless, clutching his chest and panting heavily.

But Jingfa crossed his hands on his hips, which attracted the warm cheers of the Miao people.

Fu Meng glanced at Jing Fa, a smile flashed from the corner of his mouth, and then disappeared.

But the old monk shook his head and sighed again and again.

Because what Jingfa promoted on this call was not Buddhism at all, but more like street ruffians arguing, unreasonable and unfounded, and messing around.

But such unreasonable words achieved unexpected results, and the priest was so angry that he did not have the strength to continue to speak and discern with Jing Fa.

Seeing that the priest no longer spoke, the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes snorted coldly, and then the group of foreigners behind the priest shouldered the slender iron rod and aimed it at the sky.

The other party's move made Jing Fa and the others inexplicable, but the ensuing series of loud noises frightened the onlookers at a loss and ran around with their heads in their hands.

Seeing the embarrassed appearance of the townspeople, the man laughed and said, "You have a word called cowardly as a mouse, which refers to your group of people, right?" ”

"You, what kind of magic are you doing?" asked a bold Miao man, pointing to the slender iron rod.

"Hmph, the inferior people just don't have knowledge, our call is a musket, a shot can accurately hit a person a hundred miles away, let you die, so, this bald head, please your Buddha come out, to see if our musket can explode his head. The man looked at Jingfa with a gloomy face and said viciously.

"If you say that you can kill people, then my loud fart can also kill people, are all your people of Almighty God three-year-olds?" Jingfa sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud bang in his ears, and the iron rod in the man's hand was placed right next to his ear, and he only felt a wave of heat rush to his ears, followed by a buzzing echo in his head.

And just where the iron rod was pointing, a puppy fell to the ground, and a large pool of bright red blood flowed from under its belly.

"How is it? Do you think this musket can kill?" The man's cold voice rushed into Jing Fa's other ear, causing him to freeze in place and his face stiffened.