"I don't eat meat, I don't eat meat!"

In a ruined temple on Zangtou Mountain in Ningzhou, the little bald head Ling Chong shrank in the corner of the wall, shouting loudly,

"If you don't eat meat, I'll eat you!"

An old beggar with a fierce appearance held a bright knife in one hand and a greasy chicken leg to Ling Chong's mouth in the other. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ling Chong's head twisted, and he said stubbornly: "I won't eat meat if I eat me!" After speaking, he closed his eyes and began to chant the Buddha: "Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha......"

He is ten years old this year, he grew up in the Jinguang Temple of Buddhism since he was a child, although he did not become a monk, but he has received five precepts, in his heart he has long regarded himself as a monk from beginning to end, and he has not been touched with a little meat in this life, this old beggar forced him to eat meat and break the precepts, which was almost like taking his life.

On the other side of the broken temple, a plump and charming beautiful woman said angrily: "Third child, you are such a bastard, this little bald doesn't eat meat, you eat your good, why force him to eat?"

The old beggar said angrily: "You don't care about me!" and glared at Ling Chong viciously: "Little bald, do you eat or not." ”

"Amitabha, Amitabha ......"

Ling Chong ignored it, just chanted the Buddha endlessly, the old beggar was angry, picked up the chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, Ling Chong stretched out his hand and pushed, the old beggar didn't expect him to dare to resist, and the chicken leg in his hand was knocked to the ground!

"Look for death!"

The old beggar was furious and slapped him with a wave of his palm!

As soon as he raised his palm, the entire ruined temple immediately set off a cold wind, blowing pain on his face, but Ling Chong still ignored it, looking like he was going to die, and the beautiful woman exclaimed, "Stop!"

She knew how strong her junior brother's palm power was, even if it was a master such as the Confucian Saint, the Buddha Emperor, the Dao Venerable, or the world-famous Nine Gods, she didn't dare to stretch out her head and let him clap it.

The little monk angered him...... I'm afraid it's going to be a meatloaf in an instant!

But she is far away at the moment, and it is too late to save her.

Call!

Fortunately, the old beggar's palm slapped in front of Ling Chong's bright head and immediately stopped.

The beautiful woman secretly screamed in her heart that she was lucky, but she was very angry in her heart, not because she was merciful, but because the little bald head came from an unusual background, and was extremely important to them.

"This little bald is really tough. ”

The old beggar glared at Ling Chong, feeling helpless, and said impatiently to the beautiful woman: "I'm just scaring him, what are you panicking about, he's not your son......"

This beautiful woman raised her eyebrows, and said, "If you dare to say a word, tear your mouth apart!"

"Hey ......"

When the old beggar saw her like this, his neck shrank, but he didn't dare to fight her, and smacked his lips and said: "Second child, I think this little bald man is obviously a fool, not like a Buddha, it is better to kill him and eat him, although this kid has a stubborn temper, but he is white and pure, and he is a good piece of meat." ”

"The eldest brother was hit by the lonely old bald robbing the divine sword, and the Buddha blood on this little bald body must be suppressed to prevent the injury from worsening, if you dare to eat him, the eldest brother will dare to eat you when you go back. ”

The beautiful woman was afraid that he would kill him on an impulse, and after saying this, she swept Ling Chong over with a wave of colorful silk, and asked with a smile, "Little monk, what is your name?"

Ling Chong honestly reported his name, and the beautiful woman looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "Third brother, this little bald head seems to be very important to the group of monks in Jinguang Temple, let's hide him in the Shura Palace, let the lonely old man be anxious, that's also very good." ”

"Shura Palace? is dead, I'm dead this time, Master, save your life." ”

When Ling Chong heard this, he couldn't help but cry out in his heart, the Shura Hall was one of the four evil sects in the Divine Heritage Continent, and it was famous for its murder, and the disciples of His Highness were like hemp, and the souls of ordinary people were scattered.

In today's world, the Confucian Fengming Academy, the Jinguang Temple of Buddhism, the Yunhai Xuanzong of the Daomen, the Immortal Building of the Medical Gate, the Five Righteous Paths of the Wumen Cangqiong Sword Sect and the Four Evil Sects of the Demon Gate Burial Dragon Palace, the Shura Palace, the Heavenly Demon Imperial Garden, and the disputes between the Seven Streams of Blood and Thorn are in full swing, and the dust is very high.

Born in Jinguang Temple, he fell into the hands of two Shura Hall demons, so can he still have a life?

The beautiful woman saw the frightened look in his eyes, and was very proud, and said with a smile: "Little monk, are you afraid? Don't be afraid, grandma protects you, the third stinky beggar doesn't dare to hurt you, come, can you call grandma to listen?"

"Grandma?"

Ling Chong looked at this beautiful woman only thirty times, gentle and amiable, with no wrinkles on her smooth and white skin, how could she be called grandma? ”

Although he would never give in to these two demons in his heart, at this moment, his life was in the hands of the other party, and he couldn't help but start pleasing this beautiful woman in words.

"Hahaha!"

The old beggar and the beautiful woman laughed in unison.

"You call her sister...... Ha ha...... Sister...... Hahaha. ”

The old beggar pointed at him and laughed, and couldn't even speak, the beautiful woman's laughing flowers trembled and said: "Third child, don't spoil me, this little monk calls me sister, I'm very happy, come, I'm screaming." ”

Ling Chong hurriedly said, "Sister." The beautiful woman smiled and said, "Brother, have you slept enough?" Ling Chong said pitifully: "I have slept full, and my stomach is hungry, but I don't eat meat." ”

The beautiful woman smiled and said, "You don't eat meat......" When she said this, she suddenly heard thunder coming from afar, she immediately shut up and listened attentively, the old beggar smiled and said: "It's the miscellaneous hair of the Yunhai Xuanzong Thunder Department here, the second child, do you want to destroy them?"

The beautiful woman picked up Ling Chong and said lightly: "Let's go, the cultivation of the people who come here is not low, don't lose the big because of the small, my little brother can't be lost." ”

After finishing speaking, she waved her hand, the colorful silk danced, turning into a red light and breaking through the air, and the old beggar also rose up, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them had disappeared.

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Jinguang Temple, located at the top of the lotus peak in the west of the Divine Heritage Continent, because the temple is extremely high, so whether it is sunrise or sunset in a day, the first and last rays of golden light of the sun can be collected into the temple without hindrance.

In addition, the yellow maple tree is planted everywhere in the Jinguang Temple, the sun shines, the yellow maple leaves are dazzling, bright as gold, the scenery is extremely beautiful, the name of the Jinguang Temple is derived from this.

"Abbot, the little Buddha was taken away by two demons, and his life is worried!"

"The little Buddha was born in response to the destiny of heaven, we must try to save it, otherwise the Buddha Emperor will be out of the customs, how will we explain!"

"Yes, Abbot!"

Lianhua Palace, the main hall of the monks of Jinguang Temple, more than 100 monks are anxious and discuss.

Ling Chong, who was taken away by the Shura Temple, was a baby found by the Buddha Emperor with a secret method before retreat, and the Buddha Emperor had predicted that this son would have a lot to do with future disasters, so he promoted him to be the Buddha's son, and told the whole temple to take care of Ling Chong.

However, today, when he was cleaning the courtyard, he was suddenly snatched away by two demons who had been planning for a long time.

The monks were not prepared, and hurriedly chased out but disappeared, not to mention who the murderer was, thinking of the Buddha's admonition before the retreat, and the little Buddha was taken away, so they were not anxious.

On the top of the main hall, robbing the sword and sitting alone on the throne, he is burly, bare, two sword eyebrows are awe-inspiring, due to the Buddha Emperor's retreat, the pardon knife has been missing for many years, these years, Jinguang Temple has been abbot by him.

"The Buddha was robbed, he has his own destiny, when the time comes, he will return safely, you are a monk, you are so anxious, what kind of system!"

Shi Guxing's expression was grim, his blazing eyes swept over everyone, and his tone slowed down: "Cultivators are not tempered, it is rare to see the true Buddha nature, although the Buddha has a disaster here, he will not lose his life, you don't have to worry too much, retreat!"

The style of the monk who robbed the sword was very different from the usual compassionate monk, he was a stern person, decisive in his actions, vigorous and resolute, and he said one thing or another, and his words were absolutely unchanged.

A group of monks listened to his resolute tone, and no one dared to speak, so they had to bow down in unison and retreat.

On the empty and unmanned Lianhua Palace, Shi Guxing looked at the east, and after a long time, he sighed lightly and said: "Yunsheng and my disciple, I have wronged you on this trip, I hope you can not forget your original intention, survive this catastrophe safely, and pray for you for the teacher!"

The word Yunsheng is Ling Chong's legal name, and in the Jinguang Temple, where hundreds of monks practice, only he, the master, will call Ling Chong's legal name.

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Call!

Cai Aya flew away, Ling Chong followed the beautiful woman from the sky, and landed in a small courtyard paved with black stone in a blink of an eye, in front of which was a small black hall, and a stone tablet was engraved with the three scarlet blood characters of "Night Demon Palace".

Outside the courtyard is a layer after layer of temples, located in the middle of an unknown mountain, and there is a thin layer of black mist in the air, and the sunlight seems to be unable to shine here, making the whole environment look extremely dull.

Ling Chong looked at his surroundings with some horror, and suddenly, a terrible howl came from a distance, which made his heart tense.

He had never heard such a sound before, but he knew in his heart that this is something that only a man can utter when he is suffering in excruciating pain!

The beggar and the beautiful woman seemed to be accustomed to hearing it, and ignored the voice, and the beautiful woman smiled and said, "Little brother, do you know why that man screamed so badly just now?"

Ling Chong's eyes widened, and he said timidly, "I don't know." ”

The beautiful woman smiled and said, "All the people who come to the Shura Temple, if they go down the mountain without permission, they will be sent to the Shura slaughterhouse to be used as pigs, and then disemboweled, understand?"

"Pig ......"

Ling Chong was speechless in fright, even if he thought about it with his toes, he also knew that the taste of being a "meat pig" must be miserable, not to mention torture such as disembowelment.

"Don't talk nonsense, the boss is in a hurry to drink blood. ”

The old beggar shouted, and together with the beautiful woman, led Ling Chong to the Night Demon Hall in front of him.

Ling Chong was about to cry in his heart, but he knew that crying would not solve the problem, along the way, he already knew that the catastrophe of being drunk blood was inevitable, and struggling and escaping would only make him die faster......

Now he has no other way than to chant the Buddha and ask the Buddha for his blessing.

Boldly followed the two of them to the outside of the Night Demon Palace, Ling Chong's footsteps suddenly stopped!