I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

Master Wu sighed and said, "Old Zhou, do you know of any great monks near us?"

I... uh, I think I actually know one.

"I went out this morning and saw that weird kid again."

"She is talking to a monk who doesn't eat and only drinks dew. That monk must be a great monk!"

Chapter 204 Scarecrow

Mr. Wu just asked casually, but he didn't expect that his long-term worker would actually give an answer.

"If you don't eat and only drink dew, you will starve to death." Mr. Wu looked suspicious: "Did you meet a liar?"

"What can I deceive?"

Old Zhou muttered, "That monk is so hungry that his bones are just skin and bones. He refused to eat the pancakes the kid offered him, saying he was practicing Buddhism. Anyway, he looks like a great monk to me, at least better than the fortune-teller next door."

When it comes to fortune-tellers, Mr. Wu gets furious.

We spent so much money to invite her over, and provided her with delicious food and drinks, and she just did whatever she said.

What a waste of time!

"I have to settle accounts with her"

Mr. Wu left cursing. He rushed to the next village to tell the witch that the scarecrow had not left. Unexpectedly, the witch was still able to argue.

"Some of you must have kowtowed with an insincere heart. If you don't have a sincere heart, how can it go away?"

Mr. Wu felt that the witch was trying to fool him, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that there was some truth in her words.

"Then what should I do next? You've already taken the money, so this matter must be handled properly!"

"Keep knocking," the witch said seriously, "As long as everyone is sincere, it will definitely go away."

"..."

Mr. Wu was very depressed, but he couldn't curse the fortune teller and call her a liar.

After all, as people say, it’s not that your method doesn’t work, but that your heart is not sincere enough.

After lingering at the fortune-teller's house for a long time, Mr. Wu hoped that she could go over and take another look.

But the witch was very determined. There was no need to look. Just one word - kowtow!

"Do I really have to kowtow to that thing every day?"

"It's fine if I kowtow and leave, but if I kowtow every day in vain, wouldn't I be a fool?"

Returning to the village feeling unhappy, Mr. Wu took a bag of things from his home and began looking everywhere for the monk who only drank morning dew.

.........

A monk who was so thin that it was a little scary was sleeping soundly against a tree, with several large bowls placed in front of him.

There was rice and vegetables in the bowl, which should have been left for the poor monk by kind-hearted people in the village.

After finding the target person, Mr. Wu unwrapped the paper package, and the fragrant smell of roast chicken immediately spread.

Gollum-

The monk's stomach rumbled and his snoring gradually stopped. He yawned and opened his eyes.

"Master, would you like to eat roast chicken?"

Mr. Wu maliciously tore off a large chicken leg and waved it in front of Jing Jie.

"I am observing the precepts and practicing. Please don't ruin my practice." Jing Jie turned over and wanted to continue sleeping.

"Haha, Master, stop pretending. Your stomach is growling so loudly. You must be hungry, right?"

As he spoke, Mr. Wu began to eat with a smacking sound.

"When gods and Buddhas are hungry, they all want to eat. Naturally, I do too. However, patience is a great practice, and I enjoy it."

Mr. Wu nodded subconsciously, feeling that this monk was quite frank, which made him much better than that fortune-teller.

"I dare to ask, Master, do you have any magical powers?"

"I am a monk named Jingjie. My cultivation is not high, but I have some." Jingjie's stomach kept growling, and he couldn't help but say, "Donor, can you please move away? I still need to sleep."

“good good”

Master Wu walked away a little, then raised his voice and asked, "How much cultivation is a little? Master Jingjie, please explain it clearly!"

"After completing this training, I will be able to advance to a higher level."

Although I don’t know what promotion means, but this monk should be a capable person, right?

Master Wu threw away the chicken bone in his hand, patted his face and cried: "Master, Master, save me!!!"

........

In the past, birds often flew into the fields and destroyed the crops, so everyone tried to make scarecrows beside the fields.

You know what, this method is quite effective.

"The birds stopped coming, but after a few years, my scarecrow became evil for some reason."

"How weird is it?" Jing Jie asked with his back turned.

"Every evening, it would stare at people working in the fields."

Mr. Wu patted his chest and said, "It's not just your imagination. It turns wherever you go. Oh, the look in its eyes is so scary!"

Ok?

Jing Jiejue didn't sleep anymore. He stood up and asked, "You just kept staring at it. Didn't you do anything else?"

"No, if I really did something, no one would dare to work in my fields!"

Master Wu rubbed his hands and said, "But it's not good to continue like this. I feel so suffocated watching them slacking off every day. Sooner or later, they will get sick! Master, monks are compassionate. You can't just stand by and watch them die."

So when you cried for help before, you meant that if the farmhand continued to be lazy, it would cost you your life?

Jing Jie rolled his eyes and lay back down.

"Hey, Master, why are you lying down again? That thing, that thing doesn't hurt people now, but who can say for sure in the future? It would be more reassuring if you get rid of it as soon as possible, Master, don't you think so?"

"right"

"If you don't care about it now, it will be a sin if something happens in the future."

"Yep"

"Master, when are you going to save that evil thing?"

"Yeah"

........

Although Mr. Wu was very angry, when the sun set, Jing Jie still ran to the field to take a look.

Upon seeing this, he couldn't help but frown.

The scarecrow walked back and forth in the field, squatting from time to time to look for something.

Suddenly, it raised its hand excitedly, and it turned out that it had caught a fat vole.

The Scarecrow bit off the fat field mouse's head in one bite and then swallowed the field mouse whole.

"..."

Turning around slowly, the scarecrow looked at the well ring with a creepy look.

Jing Jie immediately glared back, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his skinny arms, and waved his fist without any intimidation.

The scarecrow's eyes were still terrifying, but there was clearly a hint of mockery in them.

Jing Jie chuckled, squatted down and picked up a stone.

Then he crushed the stone to pieces right in front of the Scarecrow.

"?!"

The scarecrow was shocked and quickly returned to his original position without moving.

"You wanted to eat me just now?"

Jing Jie asked, but the scarecrow did not respond.

"It's a shame to keep this thing."

Thinking of this, Jing Jie counted on his fingers again.

In four days, my practice of keeping precepts will be complete. Scarecrow, straw, just put it to use!

Jing Jie smiled at the scarecrow, then sat cross-legged on the ground.

The next morning, when Mr. Wu came to the field, he saw Jing Jie yawning after not sleeping all night.

"Did it have no legs before?"

Before Mr. Wu could speak, Jing Jie asked first.

"Before I had no feet, it was all because of that witch..."

"It wasn't a big problem when you didn't have your feet, but now you're in big trouble."

After Jing Jie said this, Mr. Wu suddenly panicked.

"Master, save me! Master, save me!"

"I can save you." Jing Jie held up three fingers and said, "Three days later, early in the morning, bring the fattest chicken in the village here."

Chapter 205: The Monk Who Broke His Vows

"Master Jingjie——"

A little girl ran over from a distance. Jing Jie forced himself to cheer up and asked, "Donor, are you looking for me? Is there something wrong in the village?"

"Nothing happened. Tangtang heard about the scarecrow and wanted to come over to see if she could help."

Looking at Jingjie who looked sleepy, the little girl said quickly: "You go to sleep for a while, Tangtang will help you watch it."

Although the scarecrow used to move only when the sun went down, it is no longer certain now.

Jing Jie shook his head and said, "It's too dangerous. I appreciate your kindness, but you should go back."

"It's not dangerous. If it moves, Tangtang can hold it still."

As she spoke, the little girl took out a pale golden bowl.

Settle down?

Jing Jie thought for a moment, picked up a stone and threw it at the scarecrow's head.

"Certainly--"

As soon as the scarecrow turned sideways, the little girl froze it.

"The donor is a real person who never reveals his identity!"

Jing Jie yawned and lay down on the ground: "Sorry for the trouble. I'll take a nap first."

"kindness!"

The little girl had her precious bowl in her hand, and Jingjie slept more soundly.

He slept until the sun set and then woke up refreshed.

In this way, Tangtang was responsible for the daytime and Jingjie was responsible for the night, and the two of them did not give the Scarecrow any chance to take advantage of.

Three days passed in a flash, and that morning Jing Jie was finally ready to take action.

"Master, the fat chickens are here. I picked them one by one, and they are guaranteed to be the fattest in the village!"

Jing Jie held the fat chicken in his hand and weighed it for a few times, then said with a serious face: "Please bring another basin of salt water, a fire folding plate, a knife and a grill."

"Master, please wait a moment!" Mr. Wu hurried back home and got all the things that Jing Jie mentioned.

........

When they heard that a great monk was going to tame the evil scarecrow, not only the people from Wu Village, but also villagers from several surrounding villages came over early in the morning to watch the fun.