My apprentice is not easy

Chapter 264

San Sheng blinked, and after thinking for a moment, he suddenly spoke.

"Several benefactors, are you here to rob?"

The big guy at the head was about to say a few harsh words when he was suddenly robbed.

After being stunned for a while, he smiled.

"Monk, do you understand?"

"Then the matter will be easy to handle. Needless to say, the money will be kept, otherwise..."

"Don't even want to pass this way today!"

San Sheng listened and nodded.

"Good benefactor."

Then he turned around and walked towards the way he came.

The smile on the man's face froze, he turned his head and winked at the people beside him.

All the sons hurried to catch up and blocked San Sheng.

San Sheng had to stop.

The leading man had a displeased expression on his face, and followed him to the front of San Sheng.

"I said monk, do you really understand, or do you pretend to understand?"

"We! Robbers!"

"Want to leave without leaving money? Are you kidding us?"

San Sheng had a smile on his face, showing a bit of innocence.

"Benefactor, little monk, I'm just doing what you say."

The leader's eyes were dumbfounded.

"I said? What did I say?"

San Sheng's expression remained unchanged.

"The benefactor said that you have to leave money before you can pass this way? But is that so?"

"Ang, that's right."

"Then the benefactor, I don't have any money, so I should go another way, shouldn't I?"

"..."

The man was silent for a moment, and raised the knife in his hand with a "shua".

"Should be a fart!"

"The dead monk dares to play tricks on your uncle, do it to me!"

"Let's talk about it when you're on a horse!"

After the words fell, he rushed forward with the knife in his hand.

But San Sheng shook his head and let out a deep sigh.

The man ignored him, and the knife in his hand slashed heavily on the top of San Sheng's head.

In the next second, the blade burst out of the gap, and the man was pushed back several steps by the counterforce.

When he regained consciousness, his arms trembled, and his whole face darkened.

San Sheng was still smiling.

"Benefactor, what's the reason, why do you have to fight and kill?"

The leading man glared at him, and switched the knife from his hand to his left hand.

Spit on the ground.

"Go together!"

The man next to him replied, and rushed up together, copying their knives.

Sansheng maintained a standing posture and did not move.

Watching helplessly, more than a dozen big knives were chopped on his body.

In the next second, he was ejected and flew out.

The smile on his face softened inexplicably.

The dozen or so men each looked at the slashed knife in their hands with inexplicable expressions.

One of them reacted first.

"Boss, this monk is a bit evil! How about... let's withdraw?"

The leader's face was ugly.

The backhand was a slap on the back of the man's head.

"Shut up!"

"Isn't it just that the turtle's shell is a little thicker? Use your spiritual power for me!"

"I don't believe it anymore. If you can stop it with one knife, you can stop it with a hundred knives."

As he spoke, he held a knife in both hands, and a heavy golden spiritual power was rippling all over his body.

A forward rush, leaping high, and slashing down with a big knife.

San Sheng smiled, his eyes followed the man's movements.

That's why, when the man's knife fell, it happened to cut on his forehead.

"Boom!"

The big knife broke into two pieces with an unbearable crisp sound.

The man then lost his strength and bumped towards San Sheng.

Sansheng finally made a move.

The right hand clasped in front of him moved forward and touched the man's face.

The man was startled, and hurriedly wanted to back away.

But he felt that a strange force was acting on his body, making him unable to move.

"Benefactor, just now, you hacked the little monk three times!"

The man inexplicably felt that something was wrong, and he regretted not listening to his younger brother just now.

Just about to say something.

But felt that the whole body was lifted up and flew up, and then fell heavily.

His head hit the ground, blood splattered everywhere, and his eyes turned white.

Vaguely, I heard the soft voice of the monk.

"Reciprocity is the basic etiquette. Now, it's the monk's turn."

The man opened his mouth, intending to beg for mercy.

But in the next second, his body was lifted again, and again, he grabbed the ground with his head.

Severe pain swept over, and the man's consciousness was instantly blurred.

"Boss!"

He heard someone calling him.

Then came the third sharp pain, and the man's consciousness went from blurry to disappearing in the blink of an eye.

he died.

San Sheng slowly withdrew his hand.

He smiled and looked at the other dozen or so men.

"Several benefactors, reciprocity..."

Before the words fell, someone knelt down with a "plop".

"Master, Master, I was wrong, Master, please forgive me!"

There were also people who lost the knife in their hands, turned around and ran with a panicked face.

Sansheng didn't pay attention to those who were stunned and trembling; he also ignored those who knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

Put your hands together, bow your head, and chant the Buddha's name lightly.

"Amitabha!"

In the next second, the three fleeing men felt that their legs were out of control.

They were terrified, watching their legs stop, turned around, and walked step by step in the direction of San Sheng.

Couldn't keep calm anymore.

"Forgive your life, spare your life!"

"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Forgive me..."

Those who didn't run away, or didn't get away in time.

There was rejoicing and fear in his expression.

While they were watching, the three walked up to San Sheng and finally stopped.

San Sheng looked up.

Ignoring everyone's uninterrupted begging for mercy, he opened his mouth and said.

"Buddha said that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and the shore is the same..."

As the lingering sound continued, one person rushed to speak.

"Master, Master, I understand."

"I will never do bad things again, I will turn back, I will turn back!"

"Master, I promise, I will be a good person in the future! I promise!"

San Sheng pondered for a moment, then showed a gratified smile at this person.

"My Buddha is very pleased that the benefactor has this awareness."

As soon as the words fell, other people also spoke one after another.

Those who admit mistakes, those who make guarantees, those who say that the master is kind, those who say that the Buddha is kind...

San Sheng listened quietly until the noise faded away. The people in front of him looked at him carefully and waited.

Then he spoke slowly.

"All benefactors are all people who worship the Buddha..."

This affirmation made everyone present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

You survived, you don't have to die.

Compared with death, what is a promise and a few compliments?

But listening, San Sheng's tone suddenly changed.

"Since this is the case, it is not easy for the monk to disobey the wishes of the benefactors."

"Let's work hard and send all benefactors to the realm of bliss... let's meet my Buddha!"

"Amitabha!"

The last Buddha's name came down, and those standing and kneeling all grabbed the ground with their heads.

The dull sound of "bang bang" sounded, and immediately, several people were killed.

For the rest, blood was dripping from their foreheads, and their expressions were in a daze, obviously seriously injured.

There was only one person whose forehead stopped at the moment it touched the ground, without actually touching the ground.

After regaining consciousness, the man got up with a face full of horror.

He looked around, flopped and moved back, his lips trembled, his voice trembled.

"Monk, monk!"

(End of this chapter)