"Little doll, it hurts you!, it doesn't matter!" The big fat monk looked at Mo Xingheng, who kept rubbing his forehead, and suddenly opened his mouth and asked gently. With a kind smile on his face that seems to never go away.

"Ahh

The fat monk gave a Buddha salute with one hand, and loudly pronounced a Buddha name: "Oh Buddha Buddha!

After speaking, the fat monk bypassed Mo Xingheng and continued to move forward. However, as soon as he took two steps, he heard a sound of scolding and screaming pain behind him. Curious, he stopped and turned around to inspect the situation, only to see that the little beggar who had just bumped into him was being beaten by an old man by grabbing his collar and holding a rolling pin.

It turned out that it was the old man who finally remembered his purpose as if he had just woken up from a dream, and grabbed this kid while Mo Xingheng was in a daze.

The big fat monk was slightly angry in his heart, but he still had the same smile on his face, he walked up to the two, first whispered a Buddha name, and then said to the old man peacefully: "Donor, please stop!"

Strange to say, as soon as he finished saying this, the old man really stopped, but what was even more strange was that the old man suddenly showed a look of wanting to move but couldn't, his face was full of panic and bewilderment, and his mouth let out a frightened scream: "Ah, what's going on, why can't the old man move, ah, what's wrong!"

Mo Xingheng took the opportunity to break free from the old man's hands and quickly hid in a place three zhang away, but what was puzzling was that this kid didn't take advantage of such a good opportunity to turn around and run, completely getting rid of the old man's pursuit, but ran to the side like an outsider to look at the excitement.

The kid stood aside and watched for a while, with a confused expression on his face, and he was also very surprised by the old man's sudden appearance, but his heart turned, and the doubts in his heart quickly figured it out.

Then, he looked at the fat monk with a knowing smile on his face. Then he walked up to the fat monk, bowed to the fat monk, and thanked: "Thank you Master for your help!

Yes, just now it was the fat monk who secretly moved to the old man, which made the old man into the current state of wanting to move but unable to move. It's just that he shot too fast, and none of the people present could see his movements clearly. Even if there are a few martial arts people with superb martial arts among these people, they can't see clearly how he succeeds, and they can't help but be shocked in their hearts, and secretly say, this fat monk's skill is so terrifying, he doesn't even know how he made a move, if he wants to make a move against me, won't he be able to take a single move! Thinking of this, the faces of these masters present changed drastically, and the eyes that looked at the fat monk were already full of deep vigilance and fear.

The fat monk laughed and asked Mo Xingheng: "Little doll, why do you want to thank the poor Dao!" This fat monk is really strange, he is obviously dressed as a monk, but he calls himself a Taoist. I really don't know what he thinks. However, the meaning of his words was to indirectly deny that he had helped Mo Xingheng.

Mo Xingheng also felt very strange about this fat monk's behavior of claiming to be poor, but now was obviously not the time to dwell on this. So, he quickly suppressed the thought. Instead, he put all his mind on the fat monk's questioning. Seeing that the fat monk didn't admit that he was helping him, he was not anxious or confused, he just smiled calmly and explained indifferently: "Master Xingheng Xie took action to restrain that master and let Xingheng avoid the suffering of sticks." ”

The fat monk laughed again and continued to ask, "Little doll, which eye do you have to see which hand of the poor Dao?" When he said this, the words suddenly paused, and the smile on his face became more and thicker, but this thick smile made Mo Xingheng immediately shudder in his heart, and a strong fear instantly appeared in his eyes, at this moment, the fat monk's smile was no longer gentle and kind, but became very cold and terrifying, his eyes had narrowed into a thin line, and the gaze shot out from it was even more powerful than cold electricity, and after the fat monk paused for a moment, he opened his mouth again and continued: " If you can tell the answer, Poor Dao will raise your noble hand and let you go, and will not pursue the matter, if you can't say the answer or say the wrong answer, hehe, then the kid can only blame yourself for being unlucky, don't blame Poor Dao for being ruthless!"

Mo Xingheng was very frightened at the moment, and his whole little face turned pale with fright. He couldn't have imagined that this fat monk, who had previously looked smiling and kind, would suddenly become so eerie and terrifying. It's really said that change is change, and turning your face is faster than turning a book!

In the face of the sharp change in the fat monk's expression before and after, not to mention that he was just a child, even the old man who had been screaming and shouting before was also frightened by the sudden change of the fat monk, and now he didn't even dare to hum half a sound, only desperately prayed in his heart for the blessing of the gods and Buddhas.

And those pedestrians who were watching the excitement were also frightened by the fat monk's terrifying look now, and instantly turned into birds and beasts, and ran away in the blink of an eye. Even the few martial arts masters hidden in the crowd were scared away, and they ran faster, and under the full force of light skills, they moved more than ten zhang away in an instant. These onlookers are not stupid, they know that this fat monk is not easy to mess with, and his temper is extremely strange, his expression is still smiling one moment, and the next moment it becomes eerie and terrifying, it is simply moody! If you don't leave, maybe the next unlucky person will be yourself!

The fat monk didn't care about the actions of these onlookers, and he didn't raise his eyelids in the face of their escape. He looked at Mo Xingheng with a smile and asked seemingly gently, "Little doll, have you figured out what to say?"

To tell the truth, Mo Xingheng wanted to run away like those onlookers now, far away from this moody, eerie and terrifying fat monk. Where is the mind to figure out how to answer his question? He was so sorry that his intestines were all blue, and he blamed himself for being too polite and moral, so he had to run over to express his gratitude to this fat monk.

But he really can't answer the fat monk's question, where can he see which hand the fat monk is moving. He hadn't seen the fat monk make a move at all. He just relied on his clever mind, combined with the situation that happened before and after the contact, and analyzed and deduced that it was the fat monk who helped him. As for how he made a move, and which hand he could make, he could only ask God to ask God. But the question is, will God and the gods take care of his boring prayer? Apparently not!

So he was really anxious at the moment, his head was spinning at great speed, thinking about how to deal with it. Hearing the fat monk's question, his heart trembled with fright, and then he had a flash of inspiration, and concentrated his wisdom and said: "Ah, master, I have thought about it! Buddhists all say that all appearances are false! The master is now obsessed with ordinary appearances, isn't it against the master's practice principles? What's more, the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra says, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, all beings are all dharmas without self, the master has the good idea of saving suffering and rescuing suffering, that is, emptiness, and the master helps me for color, everything is because everything is causally related, and it cannot exist in the world alone, so it is enough to understand that it is the master who helps the kid, so why dwell on those appearances?"

The fat monk's eyes flashed, and he was very surprised in his heart, he really did not expect that a little child, and he was a beggar living on the streets, could say such profound words of Buddhism, and he also very skillfully resolved the predicament in front of him. I sighed in my heart, "Strange, strange!"

After Mo Xingheng finished saying those words that were in a hurry, he immediately became uneasy in his heart, and he didn't know how this fat monk with a changeable temperament would react. At this moment, he saw that the fat monk was silent, and only stared at him with a terrifying smile that made people's hearts furious, and his heart was even more apprehensive and afraid.

"Haha!haha!haha!" Just when Mo Xingheng was about to be paralyzed in fright, the fat monk suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly. That laughter is so insolent!

And to give him such a sudden start, Mo Xingheng's psychological defense line collapsed instantly, he could no longer support it, his legs were weak, he exclaimed, and immediately fell to the ground.

In fact, it is very rare for him to support him for so long, if he were to change to a person with an ordinary mind, I am afraid that he would have already frightened the fat monk and collapsed.

However, this kid is really a stubborn person, even if he is already pale with fright and trembling all over, he just stands up and does not ask for mercy. Looking at the fat monk's eyes, in addition to the look of fear, there was more of a resolute look.

When the fat monk saw this, he became more and more surprised by this little doll, and then he became a little interested in it. He wanted to see what else surprised him about this strange little doll.

"Little doll, are you scared?" asked the fat monk after laughing.

Mo Xingheng's eyes flashed with fear, first nodded in horror, and then shook his head with a bit of stubbornness.

The fat monk gave him this nod and shake his head a little confused, and there was a little anger in his heart, but it was not shown on his face, he always had a smile on his face, whether he was angry or happy, it was such an expression. "Little doll, you are nodding for a while and shaking your head for a while, are you afraid or not?"

"Don't be afraid!" Mo Xingheng hesitated for a moment, and then replied decisively and loudly.

"I'm not afraid, little doll, do you know who Poor Dao is?" The fat monk smiled, he was not angry at Mo Xingheng's answer, and praised him, and then asked Mo Xingheng if he knew his origin. He actually asked knowingly.

"I don't know. Mo Xingheng simply replied, but then said again: "However, I know that the master must not be from the Brahma Temple!"

The fat monk knew that this little doll couldn't answer his identity and origin, so he didn't react to him saying that he didn't know, but he was very curious about the words that followed, so he asked with a smile: "Oh? I don't think you still know about the Brahma Temple? Have you ever seen someone from the Brahma Temple? Does everyone who comes from the Brahma Temple write the three words Brahma Temple on their faces to make people identify?"

Although this fat monk showed a kind of arrogance in and out of his words, when he mentioned the three words of Brahma Temple, a deep look of awe always flashed in his eyes. It was as if this Brahma temple was a taboo in his heart that could not be violated.

So what kind of place is this Brahma Temple, which can make this fat monk who seems to be gentle and kind, but is actually arrogant and tyrannical, so taboo!

"Master, I can't say. Mo Xingheng shook his head and refused to answer the fat monk's question.

The fat monk's eyes immediately narrowed, turned into a thin line, and the smile on his face became more and more intense, but this smile was more terrifying than the devil. Obviously, Mo Xingheng's refusal made the fat monk angry, and this time he was not angry. "Little doll, you are really not a little timid! You dare to refuse to answer even Poor Dao's question! Aren't you afraid that Poor Dao will kill you in anger?" the fat monk sneered. His voice was low and cold, and it made people feel like they were falling into an ice cellar.

Mo Xingheng trembled, and the corners of his mouth kept trembling, but he still replied calmly: "Of course....I'm afraid" He really said frankly, "But if I say it, the master will definitely kill the kid, and if the kid doesn't say it, the kid may still have a chance to live." As long as there is a chance to live, the kid won't give up! So, the kid can't say it!"