Infinite Defense

"Little monk, it's just alms!"

"What I'm asking for is nothing more than that innocent woman!"

The monk's unhurried words fell into the ears of the bandits, as if they were provocative.

The few people who had already killed red-eyed people would not care about a young monk, and immediately rode at him, waving the machete in his hand and rushed towards him.

In the silent night, the birds living in a forest were alarmed.

The bandits fell to the ground and wailed, walking warily towards the woman.

He asked in a calm voice: "The benefactor, can you still walk?"

Hearing his voice, the woman raised her head, her face was covered with tears, which could not be stopped.

The clothes were also in a mess, so he turned his gaze elsewhere on guard.

"Little master, thank you!"

The woman said such a sentence in a gentle voice.

Wary and indifferent answer: "It's okay, it's a small matter..."

His gaze that had just turned back suddenly froze. The woman held a knife in her hand, which was taken from the bandit beside her.

The knife sank into her clean lower abdomen, and blood gushed out.

"thanks……"

The vigilant nose suddenly became thicker, and he could even hear his own wheezing.

The muscles all over the body were tense, and the blue veins burst out.

He swept those people lying on the ground with murderous eyes.

"Give me... get out!"

With a low roar like a beast, he is suppressing himself, not to kill, he can't do things that violate the Buddha's teachings.

However, he still violated the precept of anger.

Several mountain bandits thought they were destined to meet such a person this time, but the other party let them go.

After the catastrophe, the rest of his life fled in a hurry.

Only guarding, the woman, and two frightened horses remained.

"Why are you bothering?"

He choked his throat, wrapped the monk's robe over the woman's body, and hugged her.

I have already entered my hometown, but I welcome the bitter soul again.

If there is a Buddha in this world, my disciple begs you to take a look at this world!

Chapter 133 Suffering Like a Sea, How to Save the World

With the coffins of three people on his back, he walked towards the village step by step.

A line of footprints were left behind, neatly arranged.

Those footprints seem to be telling something, each one is extraordinarily clear and heavy.

He is well aware of the warmth in this world, that warmth is a cotton coat in the cold winter, a ruined temple when desperate, and a few plain cakes from strangers.

In order to spread this warmth to the world, he put on a monk's robe and walked into the secular world.

But the misery swallowed him up like the sea. People's suffering was waves and waves. He went in, but he couldn't get out.

Rao is how hot his heart is, but what can he do with this icy ocean?

I still remember that the old monk in the monastery once said drunkenly.

Silly boy, there is no Buddha in this world.

He doesn't look at you or me.

Nor do they look at the world.

Looking at the village at night, it is a beautiful color. It is burning with orange fire and black smoke.

Guard walked in, he saw someone hugging his relatives and weeping sadly, and he saw the silence in the door.

His face was flushed by the fire, and the corners of his eyes were blackened by the smoke.

Some people were looking at him with empty eyes, not knowing what they were thinking.

He put down the body of the woman Weiliang and walked towards those who were still alive.

Remove the heavy objects that are weighing on them and rescue people trapped in the house one by one.

He was just doing all this silently, and he could only do this.

This is the saddest thing...

Until dawn, he didn't even know how much he had done, until a little girl ran over.

"Big brother bald, you... have something to eat!"