Sister, stay away from me!

Chapter 381
It didn't take long for the two monks, one old and one young, to change their clothes. They opened their mouths wide to let each other smell their own mouths, and whether the smell of the pork and leek dumplings they ate just now was still there.

After confirming that there was no problem, the two put on suitable outfits and took Wang Huai and Zheng Wu down the mountain.

When he came to the town at the foot of the mountain, Zheng Wu deliberately stopped at the gate of the city, and found that a reward had been posted at the gate.

The person offering the reward is himself, but he looks even more vicious, and he is not a good person at a glance.

The old monk also saw the reward, but he lost interest after seeing the reward of [-] Wen, and said to Zheng Wu: "Master, let's go, the money is too little, it's boring to earn."

Zheng Wu followed the old monk, and asked curiously: "You said, you learned a good business from the benefactor Wang, what kind of business is it?"

"Just watch."

The little monk patted himself on the head and said to the old monk, "Father, see if there are any particles."

The old monk stared at the young monk's head for a while, then shook his head and said no problem.

Zheng Wu pinched the little monk's head, felt some rough grains, put them in his mouth to taste, and said, "Salt?"

"Yes."

The little monk smiled, then found a big family that raised cattle, knocked on the door, and burst into tears without waiting for the people inside to ask questions.

Seeing that a monk was crying, the master of the house hurried out to ask why.

The little monk's acting skills are excellent, and tears come to anyone who comes. At this time, while wiping away tears, he said: "Last night, the Buddha had a dream and told me that my mother disrespected monks during her lifetime and was punished as a beast after she died. I begged the Buddha for one night. , I finally found out that my mother was reincarnated here and became your family's farm cattle. Please also ask the benefactor to let me in and see my mother."

In this world, there are almost no monks with real magic power, and the Buddha Kingdom in the sky is just a mirage.

Most mortals only know that there are powerful monks, but this kind of person is only in the "I have a friend" series, and that friend is definitely not himself.

Now that the little monk is talking about strange things, the big family feels that this trick is a bit low-level, but they still let the other party in, pretending to say piously: "My cattle are all raised by ourselves, Master, let's see which one is yours." Mother, you can take it back."

The little monk glanced over, and according to Wang Huaijiao's method, he chose a cow that looked thinner and said, "That's the one, my mother must have thought too hard about me, and she has lost weight."

Suspiciously pulling the cow out, the rich family found that the cow had just come out, and it kept licking the little monk's head, which looked like it was licking a calf.

Seeing this, the rich family finally believed in it, and said with emotion: "Mother and child are deeply affectionate. Even if they are degenerated into livestock, they still miss their own children. And the master is even more profound in Buddhism. He was able to let the Buddha come and personally guide the maze. What a shame!" Admire me. I am also willing to be an adult beauty, and ask the master to take my mother away."

"That's so embarrassing, the money still has to be given."

"Master, you don't need it. This money should be regarded as the reward for driving Lingtang for these years, and please accept it, Master."

"Then thank the benefactor."

After leading the cow out, the young monk hummed a little song, and said to the old monk who was waiting in the distance: "Father, this business is good."

"Well, it's a pity that I can only deceive one place in one place. I will also die a woman later, and deceive the head sheep back."

"Why don't you say that a husband is dead, I want to eat Yang Bao."

"You are very sick! I must shovel your earwax!"

Zheng Wu on the side looked helplessly at the two monks, covered his head and said, "Wang Huai, do you think this is fun?"

"It's fun." Wang Huai covered his mouth and laughed.

"Let's go, go back with me to gather people, let's destroy this place and forget it."

"Don't worry, read on. Maybe it will be more fun in the future, no, there will be a turning point?"

"Did you just speak the truth?"

For Zheng Wu, this kind of place is completely a place that is even worse than a magic cave.

Seeing that the Buddhadharma he revered has come to such a wonderful situation, he felt that the world was really crazy.

"Forget it, forget it, I'm tired, whatever."

Zheng Wu, who was completely lying flat, ignored the actions of the two monks and let them cheat.

Although the two monks have no lower limit at all, they understand the principle of what is enough. Each big family only cheats once, and the cheated things are brought back to the temple when they are almost cheated, and then raised.

The sheep were directly killed to make roast mutton, while the cows were left to produce milk and plow the fields. Chickens were raised in the back hills, where they could eat a few eggs every day. The living conditions of a monastery immediately improved a lot.

Wang Huai got along very happily with these two monks. After all, the two monks are vulgar things that cannot be vulgar. They are very good at everything except their own work.

Therefore, Wang Huai directly abandoned his reservedness as a cultivator of supernatural powers and mixed with two monks. Everyone drank wine and ate meat every day, played games and mahjong in a rather large home, and went to bed when tired. , live a carefree life.

The little monk's roots are not bad, and Wang Huai also has a heart of love for talents after watching it. It is also a good pastime to give the little monk a few pointers every day when he has nothing to do.

After such a few days, Zheng Wu couldn't bear it anymore.

He found Wang Huai, and said helplessly, "Wang Huai, you are a supernatural power cultivator, and the situation outside is urgent, how are you?"

"What's wrong? Anyway, the outside system is established, everything is on the right track, and my seniors are all invincible characters in the world. It's okay for me to be lazy once in a while."

"That's what I said..."

Wang Huai straightened up, picked up the wine gourd that was warm in hot water, and took a swig. Then he picked up a handful of edamame from the iron pot beside him, and squeezed two grains into his mouth.

"Happy!" With a loud shout, Wang Huai said to Zheng Wu, "I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry. Master Zheng, you are too utilitarian in doing things, sometimes you don't think about anything, be honest Can't you touch a fish?"

"But……"

"Don't worry, everything is fine outside, you and I can take a good rest. And I know my affairs best, maybe I'll be busy in a few days."

"……All right."

As Wang Huai said, after three days, troubles arrived.

There is a big river outside the town, and the downstream of the big river is the capital of the Buddha Kingdom.

And the west is another Buddhist country, named Yuan Mie Buddha Kingdom. Although they both respect Buddhism, they have different teachings and are not the same country.

Although there are occasional disputes, neither country can do anything to each other, so it is usually a small fight, and there is no major conflict.

But today, everything is different.

It was rare for the little monk to get up early and go down the mountain to ask for some meat and wine.

But not long after going down the mountain, he hurried back to the temple, and shouted to the old monk who was still sleeping with his butt out: "Father, abbot, old man, wake up!"

"Won't you wake people up, you son of a bitch! I finally dreamed of some beautiful old friends, and I was woken up by you before I kissed you." The old monk said angrily.

"Pack up and salute and leave! If you don't leave, you really have to go to the underworld to find your old friend! Yuan Mie Buddha Kingdom is calling!"

The old monk immediately got up and said to Zheng Wu who was doing morning class: "Master Zheng, let's go!"

Zheng Wu knocked on the wooden fish, his eyelids twitched, threw a few King Ming spells out, then shook his head and said, "It's late."

The old monk didn't believe it, but he believed it when he climbed to the top of the temple.

I saw countless warships floating on the river up and down the river, and each ship was connected by iron cables, allowing soldiers to walk on the ship as if they were on the ground.

Unlike the Enlightenment Buddhist Kingdom where the town is located, although the Yuanmi Buddhist Kingdom is also prosperous in Buddhism, the temple likes to raise monks, and the disciples have abundant martial arts virtues.

And temples can train private soldiers. If several temples join forces, they can send out an army including monks and private soldiers.

Seeing hundreds of warships attacking and blocking the water around the town, the old monk turned pale with fright, and hurriedly shouted: "Where are the eminent monks who have awakened to the Buddha Kingdom? Shouldn't they be allowed to take action at this time?"

Wang Huai also made up his mind, then shook his head and said, "No way, the tide of spiritual energy is coming."

The aura tide is the same city where the aura emerges and decreases in stages.

When the tide is high, the aura content in the air will be greatly reduced, making it easier for monks to cast spells, and the power of spells will also be stronger.

When the tide goes out, everything goes the other way.

This process usually proceeds slowly in units of ten years. Now it is just in the low tide period, and the aura in the air begins to decrease rapidly, and it is estimated that it will drop to a very low level in a short time.

The enlightened Buddha Kingdom mainly uses Buddhist monks as the main force. When the tide rises, it can naturally overwhelm the Buddha Kingdom, but once the tide ebbs, it will be their death.

The old monk had no mana, so he didn't know why Wang Huai made such a judgment, but seeing Wang Huai's determined face, he immediately realized something.

He has traveled all over the world for so many years, and he hasn't learned the Dharma, but his level of observing words and emotions has really improved a lot.

Jumping off the roof, he walked up to Wang Huai and asked eagerly, "Benefactor Wang, could it be that... are you a great Buddhist monk?"

Great eminent monk refers specifically to monks who are profound in Buddhism, who can see the three inches of immortal aura above their heads from Buddhism, and who have mastered Buddhist mantras and even supernatural powers.

But Wang Huai shook his head: "I am not."

I am a monk and have nothing to do with great eminent monks.

The old monk glanced at Zheng Wu again, and intuitively told him that Zheng Wu should be a great eminent monk, but thinking about his recent performance, he should not be able to invite him.

With a long sigh, he closed the gate of the temple, and then lifted a stone to block the gate, and then said: "Fortunately, there is still food left in the temple, let's bear with it for a while, let's talk about it after the limelight passes."

Although the town was surrounded, Yuan Mie Buddha Kingdom did not start to attack, but set up a high platform, as if it wanted to fight Wendou.

A handsome monk sat on a high platform and said loudly to the city: "I am Pu Cuo, a great eminent monk from the kingdom of Buddha. I came here specially to ask for advice. If you win the debate, how about we turn around and leave?"

After waiting for a while, a wealthy householder in the city asked fearfully, "What if you don't leave?"

"Hahaha, we have a lot of ships and soldiers, so you can only argue. If no one responds, then I will order people to fire a hundred times a day. How do you choose?"

After an unknown amount of time, Monk Mingguang of Yeming Temple was forcibly pushed onto a high platform.

This fat monk was able to say a few words when he was debating the scriptures with Zheng Wu before, but at this moment, facing the eminent monk in the kingdom of fate, he was speechless after a few words, and could only force himself to say: " The master's eloquence is superb, and I can't match it."

"So, are you admitting defeat?" The handsome monk asked with a half-smile.

Mingguang instinctively sensed the danger, but still lowered his head and whispered, "Yes..."

"Then die."

As soon as the words fell, Ming Guang's eyes widened suddenly, and his whole body began to dehydrate and turn black, and finally turned into a palm-sized doll.

Hanging the doll on his waist, Pu Cuo yawned, and said boringly: "But that's it, continue tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly noticed something, and looked towards the temple in the mountain.

Smiling lightly, he looked at the people in the temple and said in a low voice, "Are there any masters?"

That night, the temples in the city were brightly lit, and the abbots of the major temples gathered together to discuss what to do.

They have accumulated money for many years, and their ability to debate scriptures has been quite poor.

After all, one can destroy the enemy physically, so who would defeat the opponent mentally?
Yeming Temple, the only one who can debate sutras, just lost Mingguang, but Mingguang's brother, Mingyuan who ordered Zheng Wu to be killed, said: "Everyone, don't panic."

Seeing Mingyuan so calm, the other abbots felt relieved.

Although Mingyuan lost to a foreign monk before, but this person's eloquence is amazing, if he is allowed to make a move, it may not be able to defeat the common mistakes outside.

Focusing everyone's attention on himself, Ming Yuan said: "Everyone, I have listened to that Pu Cuo's debate, even if I go, there is only a [-]% chance of winning. But even so, I am going to go on stage tomorrow to compete with that Pu Cuo." Let’s have a good fight.”

"Master Mingyuan has a grand plan, and he has the demeanor of the Buddha feeding a tiger with his body. He is really a role model for my generation."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Mingyuan nodded slightly, but changed his style of painting, and said to the others: "However, our Yeming Temple has already damaged Mingguang. If I fall into the other party's hands tomorrow, then Yeming Temple will definitely decline. You may wish to donate 20,000 each. Taels come out with silver, so that our Yeming Temple also has some heritage, so we can redevelop it in the future."

What Mingyuan said was reasonable, and although the money he asked for was a bit much, it wouldn't be too much to hurt.

Therefore, all the abbots happily took out the silver or the equivalent gold and handed it over to Mingyuan.

Ordering someone to accept the money, Ming Yuan put his hands together: "Thank you, I will study hard behind closed doors tonight, and strive to defeat Pu Cuo tomorrow."

"Thank you, Master Mingyuan."

The next day, when the abbots saw that Mingyuan hadn't come out, they suddenly had a bad feeling.

When they opened the door, they immediately found that Ming Yuan had disappeared.

Afterwards, someone even shouted loudly: "Isn't that Master Mingyuan? Why are you on the boat of Yuan Mie Buddha Kingdom?"

Everyone ran out immediately, and found that Ming Yuan and Pu Cuo had already started to drink and talk happily on the same boat, and beside him were talking about the belongings they gave last night.

"Mingyuan, you bitch!"

(End of this chapter)