Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 466. 465. The Tool Man Has His Own Ideas
At the very moment, a white mist shadow struck from the side of the boy who turned his head in a daze subconsciously, and the long mist sword in his hand slashed right on the sword aura.

The invisible mist collided with the sword energy, and there was a sound like glass shattering.

The sword energy splits into two directly, and dissipates invisible in the air.

"Breakout!"

And the monk who was sitting at the table just now also appeared in front of the servant, with the light of Buddha in his hand, but he was one step behind the white mist.

However, his reaction was not slow. When he saw that the sword energy was broken, the monk's shoes stepped on the ground, and his figure suddenly appeared in midair.

At just the right moment, a figure shot up from the ground and smashed towards Xuanzang.

"Amitabha."

A Buddha's chant resounded at the ferry.

The soft Buddha light caught the petite body and landed safely.

"Stinky monk! Don't meddle in your own business!"

"kill him!"

Two more sword qi burst out through the wind, and then a tyrannical figure came charging with great force.

The three people in the free world attacked and killed in an instant!

Xuanzang remained calm in the face of danger, clasped his hands together:
"King Kong doesn't move."

The seven or eight feet tall Buddha light turned into a glaring Vajra, covering the monks.

Only a "boom" was heard!
That domineering figure was like a bell and pestle, and that angry-eyed King Kong was the bell.

The sound of the bell and cauldron was loud, but the pestle did not hurt Jin Zhong at all.

The two sword qi also landed on Vajra's body, and after breaking through the golden light, they could no longer advance an inch.

And right now.

"Ding!"

A group of invisible fog and a group of light and shadow distorted in the sun are separated by touch.

On the dagger formed by the mist, spots of blood fell.

After a few flashes, the light and shadow dissipated in the world again.

Li Zhen walked to the unconscious girl step by step, and Jing Ke also turned into mist and dissipated in the wind.

He frowned.

Speechless.

Looking at the Vajra Buddha blocking the gate of the ferry, he sighed silently.

He has a dream.

One day, I hope I can stand in the same place as that Xue Rulong who must steal his tribute crazily after death.

Pointing at the nosy monk in front of him, he grabbed the rough guy by the collar and shook it vigorously:

"Xue Rulong! Sun thief! Did you see that! You said your Daoist loves to cause trouble?...Come on, open your eyes! Look at this monk!!"

Is Pindao trying to cause trouble?

No, Pindao doesn't want to.

But a poor tool man... He Jiji can't control Jiji!
What are you doing?
what happened?
no……

You monk is really capable.

Something is wrong with you...

But let's not talk about it, keep a low profile...

Sighing and complaining, he looked at the unconscious woman... or the girl who fell on the ground.

Not very old.

It is estimated to be eighteen or nineteen.

The appearance is still pretty playful and cute, with a hint of innocence in the eyebrows and eyes.

It's a cute beauty.

pity.

I am used to Mr. Huqiu and Second Master, so Li Laodao has no interest in this kind of cute girl.

But looking at the fat face, it's really cute.

This monk likes this tune?
While pondering, he put his hand on the other's wrist.

To be reasonable, men and women are incompatible with each other.

Don't you see, Meng Jiangnu had no choice but to marry Fan Qiliang because she showed her arms and wrists while chasing butterflies and was seen by Fan Qiliang.

Although somewhat exaggerated, a very poignant love story.And after the two Jin Dynasties, the folk customs gradually opened up, and it didn't mean that it was the same as before, let alone touching it, I have to marry you if you see my arm or something...

But a man can't just grab other girls' wrists.

In this day and age, the crime of "dishonesty" can almost be said to be bigger than the sky.

Didn't even Xuanzang dare to pick it up?

However, our old Li is a Taoist priest.

Taoism and medicine come from the same source, and the disease does not hide from the doctor.Monks are not allowed to touch female benefactors, we, Lao Li, can touch them casually, as long as we don't play hooligans.

Perhaps this is also one of the professional advantages.

Feeling for the pulse, he confirmed that the woman was still alive, but she just fainted for a while, and at the same time, the qi in her body was also rushing around. After temporarily not worrying about her life, he felt relieved.

Let the girl continue to sleep on the floor and ignore it. After getting up, she nodded to Xuanzang, who was looking at her with concern.

"I'm fine, just passed out."

"Amitabha."

Xuanzang turned his head, and King Kong slowly dissipated.

But the coercion on him has not been lost at all.

Looking at the three people standing together with their hands clasped together:

"Please be merciful to the three benefactors, and don't embarrass this female benefactor."

Hearing this, one of the two swordsmen, one tall and one short, narrowed his eyes:

"Monk, you are a monk, we will not make things difficult for you. People, hand it over, and we will go our own way. If you don't hand it over..."

A sneer appeared on his face:
"You can think about it, even if you can save this woman, if the ordinary people in Mengjin die, they will all be blamed on you."

"..."

"????"

Li Zhen's eyes widened in surprise.

i wipe...

This... This buddy is a ruthless person!
Shouldn't the normal brain circuit be "you hand over the person, or I'll kill you"?

As a result, this buddy directly took the ordinary people of Mengjin as hostages and started threatening people?
Sure enough, Xuanzang frowned.

"Namo Amitabha, the three benefactors, how innocent are the common people?"

"hey-hey."

The burly man in the middle, who just now regarded himself as a bell and pestle, grinned:
"You monk prevents us from arresting people, and those mortals who died because of you will deserve to die."

Xuanzang frowned even tighter.

There was even a sea-like buzzing in Li Zhen's ears.

Apparently... Monk was angry.

And the short yellow-clothed swordsman seemed to be afraid that the excitement would not be big enough. Facing the monk who was getting more and more oppressive, he said in a very humble tone:

"Angry? Then come on, Monk, I want to take a look. How much money do you have to meddle in the matter of the Blood Mist Academy!"

"..."

The killer of Blood Mist Academy?
Li Zhen raised his eyebrows.

This……

This is really "one of my own people".

So what, do you know me with a smile?
Oh no, Blood You Ji.

Xue You Ji's poor friend.

What are you guys doing?
Let's talk about it, let's talk about it, and sell the poor to save face, and we're all fucking buddies. It's hurtful to fight, isn't it?
If you really dare to attack these ordinary people, I can assure you that you will die...

At that time, don't blame the buddies for being black.

Li Laodao thought about it, subconsciously took a step forward and was about to speak.

But that's it.

Xuanzang seemed to know what Li Zhen was going to say, and turned his head away.

At that glance, the Buddha's light is vast.

That glance, the angry King Kong!

Warned Li Zhen:

"Don't move. I'm angry."

"..."

have to.

Li Zhen glanced at the three of them, as if seeing the word "Danger" above their heads.

The matter of the cultivator is left to the cultivator to solve by himself.

Unless you are in the arena, otherwise... facing these ordinary people, everyone more or less follows this unspoken rule.

But when these three people can easily bring in ordinary people as threats...

Looking at the monk who was not compassionate, Li Zhen understood... This matter has basically been settled.

then……

"The Venerable Namo Da Kayeda, through all sufferings, sees impermanence, suffering, emptiness, selflessness, and impurity..."

The sound of chanting suddenly sounded.

"The Great Kasyapa Sutra!?"

Suddenly, the tall swordsman's face changed when he heard this scripture:
"The monks of the Bodhi Temple!...not good, get out!"

withdraw?
late.

When the three parted ways, it was said that the man was not afraid of the storm, the sun and the dew, and always lived under the trees in the deep mountains and jungles, or worked asceticly in the tombs full of bones. He would not stop persuading anyone. The Venerable Kasyapa has come to the world.

In the past, two venerables, Sariputra and Moggallana, said to Kassapa, hoping that Kassapa would forget himself and spread the Dharma with Bodhicitta.

Venerable Kassapa refused without hesitation, saying:
"Propagating the righteous Dharma and teaching sentient beings is beyond my ability, and forgetting the self is the most difficult thing! Teaching people who have no confidence, perseverance, and evil, wisdom, and evil thoughts really does not have the courage and perseverance."

If you can't save yourself, how can you save others?
In a trance, following the scriptures, he seemed to be walking in the world forever, shuttling through the front and back lanes of Mengjin's large and small houses, and the monk who was everywhere thought of the words of the Taoist priest just now.

If you don't forgive, that's the business of the Buddha.

How can I be able to save them?

All I can do is send them to see the Buddha.

then.

A monk appeared in front of the swordsman in yellow.

Nianhua smiled.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

The swordsman in yellow snorted coldly as he ran, his qi attached to his sword, and swept his sword energy towards a restaurant.

The sword qi was attacking those mortals who were terrified but unable to escape.

Monk pretending to be a ghost, I want to see if you save someone or stop me!

However, the monk did not save or attack, and he still blocked the way, showing no sign.

When the sword energy came to the group of boatmen, it seemed to be bound by an invisible force. It was compressed little by little, became smaller, and finally exploded with a "bang", turning into golden petals flying all over the sky.

When the yellow-clothed swordsman brushed past the monk, he raised his long sword and stabbed. When he felt a familiar touch under the sword, his face suddenly changed before he felt complacent.

The running body stopped suddenly.

Turn your head.

Looking at the monk is full of horror.

He fumbled around himself, as if there were bugs hiding in his clothes.

In the end, he peeled off a pair, exposing his chest.

At some point, a flower made of blood suddenly appeared on the chest.

The gurgling blood was like nectar, gushing out from the wound, forming a trickle, taking away his warmth.

And when darkness comes.

In the increasingly blurred eyes, there was only a touch of compassion in the eyes of the monk.

And a Buddha's chant sounded in my ear:
"Namo Amitabha."

……

"Sigh~~"

Looking at the three people who suddenly started to kill each other, and then at the monk who stood still and continued to recite the scriptures, the energy of heaven and earth spread to the world with the scriptures circle after circle...

Li Zhen subconsciously said:
"What a wicked monk..."

(End of this chapter)