Quick wear: the heroine was robbed by the sick villain

Chapter 682 Holding her up in front of the Buddha to make offerings (22)

"Vicious?"

Zhan Ji repeated these two words indifferently, then raised his hand suddenly, and lifted the dying fox that Huairang was holding as if being pinched by the neck by an invisible hand.

She struggled feebly, but could only watch death come.

Zhu Linglong never thought that she would die in such a muddleheaded way?
She didn't even know the person who killed her, let alone the reason.

I don't know if she has recalled that among the people she killed over the years, there are many like her now?
It's just that compared to her, those people are truly innocent.

Buddha said: retribution!
Isn't that what it is?

"Girl Zhu..."

Seeing that Zhu Linglong's neck was about to be twisted by Zhan Ji, Huairang yelled, and raised the Zen stick in his hand, using all his strength to counter Zhan Ji's restraint of Zhu Linglong.

boom!
Under the collision of powerful spiritual power, the sound of the explosion pierced the eardrums, and the whole space seemed to be distorted.

"puff!"

Huairang fell out, vomiting a mouthful of blood, and his face was pale.

On the other hand, Zhan Ji was still lazily sitting on the big tree, untouched by dust, cool and indifferent, like the gods and Buddhas high above the clouds.

The way he looked at Huai Rang did not have the pride of a winner, but rather the indifference of an ant.

Under the eyes of the Buddha, all living beings are equal, so why not all living beings are ants?
As for Zhan Ji, Huai Rang has only seen a few faces from afar, and most of them learned about his existence from his master.

It's just that every time the master keeps secret and refuses to talk about it.

Huairang used to have a certain amount of respect for this ancestor. Of course, young people are more dissatisfied and challenged.

He was only in his early twenties, and he was proficient in Buddhism. His strength was unmatched by many seniors, and he was awarded the title of "Little Buddha" by the Buddhist world.

Master and many Buddhist masters praised him.

Excessive expectations and praise have already made Huairang arrogant, and his heart is higher than the sky.

Therefore, he is dissatisfied with being a "little Buddha child".

Who is that Buddha?

He once asked Master with a dissatisfied heart.

Host Xuankong silently looked towards a certain direction, where the most senior ancestor of Lingshan Temple lived in seclusion.

I don't know how many years ago, at that time, Zhan Ji, who was younger than Huai Rang, was the Buddha's son who the entire Buddhist sect placed high hopes on, but unfortunately...

Times have changed, and now Buddhism only has fear and anxiety towards that person, and they have to rely on him.

Amitabha, sin!
But the abbot Xuankong didn't say much about these words to his disciples.

Huairang also frowned at that time, and didn't ask any more questions.

Because the four elements are empty, how can the monks care about these external names?

However, Huai Rang has long been dissatisfied and compared with Zhan Ji.

Huai Rang was shocked by the sudden encounter today.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that the ancestor who was supposed to be highly respected actually wanted to kill indiscriminately.

There is a secret excitement amidst dissatisfaction and disappointment.

Killing innocent people indiscriminately is a serious crime, how can one be qualified to be a disciple of the Buddha?

Huai Rang confronted him with the intention of revealing Zhan Ji's true face.

It's just that Huairang's dignity was swept away by the embarrassing defeat.

He is proud of himself and has a strong cultivation base, but he doesn't expect that he can't even catch Zhan Ji's move.

Huai Rang's eyes were bloodshot, he stared at the man on the big tree so hard that he almost forgot about Zhu Linglong who was beside him.

He gritted his teeth: "Aren't you afraid that the entire Buddhist sect will be held accountable for what you did this time?"

Zhan Ji snorted casually.

It seemed to be mocking Huairang: Where did he get the confidence to represent the entire Buddhism?Does he deserve it?
Huairang: "..."

This Buddhist scum is pretending to be the master of Lingshan Temple!
Zhan Ji glanced at him indifferently, "The threshold of Lingshan Temple is really getting lower and lower. If Xuankong can accept such disciples, Lingshan Temple is not far from decay."

Huairang: "!!!"

The five demons whose faces were covered with dust: "..."

Ruan Mian bit Zhan Ji's sleeve, holding back a smile so hard!

These words are not hurtful, but extremely insulting.

Poor young monk's Buddhist heart is about to collapse, right?

Ruan Mian pretended to sympathize.

Hmph, Ruan Mian had a very bad impression of her because Huai Rang was protecting Zhu Linglong everywhere.

Don't think she can't see his hostility and provocation towards her family's bad monk.

Have you been taught a lesson?
Live it!

A monk, the six senses are so impure...

Cough, well, she really doesn't have the right to say this, after all, the one holding her is even more unclean.

Cover your face, it's better not to laugh at fifty steps.

"Patriarch Zhan Ji, please stop in moderation!"

Huai Rang gritted his teeth, as if he was about to run over and try his best in the next moment.

But a certain boss never knew how to write the words "enough is enough".

"Xuan Kong has repeatedly praised you in front of me for your excellent understanding, and you are somewhat similar to me... It seems that Lingshan Temple should change its host."

Zhan Ji's brows and eyes are as holy as ever, and his tone is very Buddhist, but what about the words?

It's okay to be mad!
"you……"

"waste!"

"..."

Huai Rang spat out another mouthful of blood, but he didn't know if he was angry or because he was hurt too badly.

And when his eyes were scarlet with hatred, Zhan Ji had already ignored him.

"Don't bite your clothes, I'll make you a molar stick next time."

Seeing the little rabbit biting his clothes, Zhan Ji gently pinched the back of her neck and spoke slowly, as if coaxing a child.

Ruan Mian: "..."

He thought she was a baby with a teething stick.

Don't you know it's all his fault?
Ruan Mian spat off his sleeve with a "bah" and glared at him.

How dare you!
Zhan Ji raised his eyebrows, and ruthlessly slapped the little heartless one.

Ruan Mian angrily pushed away the devil's claw, her hair was all messed up, and in public, would she want to lose face?
asshole!

However, the man really got into a fight with her, just to make her into an explosive rabbit on purpose.

He was so naive as hell, he was completely inferior to the domineering boss fan just now.

Ruan Mian was so angry that she bit his tiger's jaw, and used his hand as a teething stick.

Seeing this deadly action, the five demons below trembled, worried that the little rabbit would be photographed as a rabbit cake by the boss next moment.

After what happened just now, Wu Yao was very sure that the ancestor of Lingshan Temple was definitely not a merciful monk.

Look, even his own Lingshan Temple disciple would beat him up, let alone a little rabbit?
Ordinary people can't allow their pets to bite them back, let alone such a strong person?
However, the expected blood was not there. Not only was the super-scary boss not angry, but he also smoothed the little rabbit's fur softly and smiled, "If you bite your teeth, don't cry again. "

Compared with the cynicism and beatings of Monk Huairang, they are really two people.

The double standard is obvious!

Uh, the disciples of the same Buddhist sect are not as good as a little rabbit?

(End of this chapter)