Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1980 Tribulation (54)

After watching it like this all morning, the old man in the land couldn't stand it any longer.

Show up, appear behind the monk.

The leaves on his head were shaken by the strong wind. He held his hair steady and couldn't help persuading him.

Advise the monk to leave.

"Master, why do you say you are doing this?"

"That fox demon, even though she is a demon, has practiced for so many years and has never taken a human life."

"It is said that the monks are compassionate and wish to save all sentient beings. The fox demon's life is also a life. You see, you can't let her go this time?"

The monk stopped silently reciting Buddhist scriptures, but did not open his eyes.

Only Amitabha said, "A monster is a monster. Even if she doesn't kill people now, there is no guarantee that she will not hurt people one day in the future."

"What's more, that fox demon has hurt people a few years ago. When the poor monk refused to accept her, he had already let her go."

"Now the time has come, and of course she should be on her way."

"..."

It's also a donkey temper, the kind that doesn't make sense.

The land old man looked up at the sky, trying to smooth things over.

"How about that, master."

"Look, the weather is not good. It's going to rain heavily. Anyway, the fox hides here and can't run away. Why don't you come back another day and go back to rest?"

The monk didn't move.

I closed my eyes as if I didn't hear it.

Land old man: "...Master?"

He took a step forward.

"Master, why don't you take a rest, how about... go to my place for tea?"

Still not moving.

The old man leaned on a cane and tore his clothes.

"Master, let's go."

"Come back another day, come back another day."

The monk finally opened his eyes.

"Land, the matter of the fox demon has nothing to do with you, please—"

"Let's go! What nonsense?"

The land old man was tough for a while, blowing his beard and staring, and tore him away.

"Buddha has a few days off, look at you, why are you so ignorant?"

The monk raised his eyebrows coldly, "You—you don't want to do it!"

He pulled back the cassock.

The land old man continued to pull and dragged him away.

"Let's go, it's raining, go to my temple to have a cup of tea and rest."

"No! That fox demon must be taken away today!"

The monk was dragged and tough at the same time.

Extremely rigid.

"If you don't accept that fox demon today, it will be harmful in the future—"

"Let's go! There's so much nonsense."

The old man was pulling him.

Shengsheng dragged him away.

The two chattered and walked away.

Finally, the gate was left with a piece of silence.

In the distance, the stiff voice of the monk could still be heard.

To speak with certainty, is upright.

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……

When the first drop of rain fell on the ground, soon after, the second fell.

When it landed on the flat ground, the raindrops were crystal clear, bouncing up, and falling again.

The yellow ground was soaked and a small pit was smashed out.

As the clouds gathered, the wind blew wildly.

The withered and yellow leaves were blown down from the mountain, following the strong wind, and fell on the eaves.

Immediately, it slipped down quickly.

It was raining, and there were voices calling for children to go home everywhere in the town.

Only the northernmost house was still quiet, with no human voice.

Only the sound of chopping wood continued.

"Bam—"

"Clang-crack-"

"Bam—"

"Clang-crack-"

The split firewood was piled high.

Terribly tall.

The strong wind blew, but the closed door remained motionless.

The rain like soybeans fell, gradually, from drop to drop, to splash.

(End of this chapter)