Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 494: Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows, Vajra glares, Zhang Zhiwei’s favors owed

Wu Man's words made Mrs. Wang and the others stunned for a moment. On the way here, they thought a lot about why the other party did this and what their purpose was, but they never thought it was this reason.

Not only them, but also Yuan Jingui next to Wu Man was shocked. He had been hiding here for a while, and he naturally knew the situation here.

However, Quan Xing never follows any rules when it comes to acting. He only acts according to his will. If he is in a good mood today, it doesn’t matter if I save a few people. If he is in a bad mood today, it’s OK if I just kill a few people to vent my anger. It’s like seeing a group of moving people on the roadside. Just like crushing a few ants casually, there will be no psychological burden at all.

In Yuan Jingui's view, Wu Man's move was like watching an ant move and fidgeting with it a few times. As he was just here to take refuge, he had better have less contact with such an inexplicable layman, so as not to accidentally offend him. He ended up dead.

Therefore, he never talked much, but now when he heard Wu Man talk about it himself, even though he was prepared, he was still surprised. He thought to himself: After this incident, he must stay away from here, just in case he gets a whim and wants to do something good for me. , what should I do if I am saved?
At this time, Mr. Lu shouted angrily: "You regard killing as salvation, you are really a demon and thief of Quan Xing, no wonder Buddhism can't tolerate you!"

"It's not that Buddhism can't tolerate me, it's that they are too pedantic. They don't understand Buddhism at all. They are just following the script!"

Wu Man calmed down his ferocious expression and said calmly: "Buddha once said that Buddhism is in the world and cannot be separated from the world. Looking for Bodhi after leaving the world is just like looking for a rabbit's horn. The meaning of this sentence is that if practice is disconnected from life, it will not be learned. No amount of Buddhism is of any use.”

"Don't think that practicing means to find a hut or a quiet place, or to say that I want to retreat. Retreat is about enjoyment. In a way, it is the biggest laziness in the world. Live in it, do nothing, and have tea. Reach out and open your mouth. This kind of practice is easy to do, but it doesn't make any sense."

"Those monks have been chanting sutras in ancient temples in the mountains all year round. They don't understand Buddhism or the Dharma, and all they can do are trivial tricks that are worth mentioning!"

Wu Man opened his mouth to talk about Buddhism but kept silent about Buddhism. In just a few words, he degraded the Buddhist practitioners to the point where they were not worth mentioning. However, Mr. Lu actually felt that there was some truth in it. He could not say anything to refute, so he could only curse in his heart. Then A bunch of bald donkeys don't know how to clean up the house, how can they let such crazy people endanger the world?
On the other hand, Mrs. Wang was more knowledgeable and reprimanded: "You open your mouth to talk about Buddhist scriptures and shut up about Buddhist principles. You are being swayed by delusions without knowing it. The people at the bottom of this wooden house area are already struggling in a sea of ​​misery, but they still have a glimmer of hope. And you Their crazy behavior has cut off this glimmer of hope, leaving them hopeless in this life!”

Wu Man laughed and said: "That's nonsense. In the current world, with wars and chaos and bandits running rampant, even in this wooden house area, after more than ten years of tax collection, how can there be any chance of survival?"

After laughing three times, Wu Man pointed to the crowds of people passing by outside the yard and continued:

"Look at how pitiful the people in this world are. They don't have enough to eat or wear warmly. They can't get what they like. Even if they dream, they can only dream about being well fed and clothed. There is no war and there is land. They have no hope. Life is full of regrets.”

"You big family members have always been bossy and arrogant. Why don't you eat minced meat? How do you know their suffering? I am the only one watching them, pitying them, and bringing them the final peace."

"You are possessed, you are possessed!" Mrs. Wang was shaking with anger.

"Become a demon?" Wu Man laughed and said: "The world laughs at me for being too crazy. I laugh at people who can't see through it. The Buddha said that everything you see is false. Since it is all false, then where is the body and where is the mind? What difference does it make if it is false? You say what they experienced is false, but they think it is true. So, what difference does it make if it is true or false?"

Wrong theories, all wrong theories... Mr. Wang took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and asked again: "What about their consequences? You keep saying you want to save them, but where are you going to save them, hell?"

"Hell?" Wu Man looked at Mr. Wang: "Old man, tell me, is there a hell?"

"No!" said Mrs. Wang.

"Then I say yes!" Wu Man asked again, "Old sir, do you have a wife?"

"Of course!" said Mrs. Wang.

"I didn't!" Wu Man said.

"What do you want to say?" Mrs. Wang felt that there was something in Wu Man's words.

Wu Man smiled and said: "You have a wife, but I don't. You said there is no hell, but I said there is. Buddha said that the three realms are created only by the mind, and hell is also created by the mind. If the mind is gone, the hell will be empty. If the mind is gone, the hell will be empty." Hell definitely exists, and the hell in the human world is much clearer than the invisible hell. There are many hells in the human world, and everyone is used to living in hell, and they still think of it as a paradise!"

"You..." Mrs. Wang was speechless.

We can't blame him for this. If Confucianism is the most verbal among the three religions, then Buddhism is the most verbal. They can discuss the scriptures from a high platform and talk about people to death for seven days and seven nights. How could he possibly be better than Wu Man? .

Wu Man said: "You don't need to persuade me. It is said in Buddhist scriptures that enlightened people no longer believe in any ideas; unenlightened people, on the contrary, unconsciously believe that any ideas they have are true."

"All ideas are built from nothingness, from a mind that has nothing. Therefore, Buddhas do not believe in any idea - no matter how reasonable or true a certain idea seems."

"The Buddhas are like this, and so am I, so you can't persuade me, and you don't have to persuade me. I'd better ask some old gentlemen to go back and don't bother me again."

Mrs. Wang said: "The original intention of my trip is not to persuade you, I am here to take someone away!"

"Who?" Wu Man asked.

Mr. Wang pointed at Yuan Jingui next to him: "This person is talking nonsense and making up nonsense in an attempt to cause disputes in the world. I want to take him away to calm the disputes. I hope the layman will agree."

Although Wu Man was a possessed lunatic in the eyes of the old man, the conversation just now made Mr. Wang feel uncertain. He didn't want to take action if he could, at least for now.

"Do you want to go with them?" Wu Man turned to Yuan Jingui and asked.

"If I leave with them, I will be dead. I hope the layman will be merciful and save my life!" Yuan Jingui said quickly.

"Old sir," Wu Man said, "he doesn't want to leave with you."

"You..." Mr. Lu was about to take it by force, but was stopped by Mr. Wang's look.

As an old guy, he has an almost perverted intuition on certain things. Although he didn't take action just now, when Wu Man said some things, his expression seemed indifferent, but there were some fluctuations inside. He saw that clearly.

This shows that Wu Man has not reached the state of "enlightened people no longer believe in any ideas". On some things, his heart will be turbulent and unstable. He is just deceiving himself and others.

In other words, he was so possessed that he didn't notice it at all. Even though he was holding the butcher knife high, he still firmly believed that he didn't hold it. There was another possibility. He might have felt it vaguely, but he just didn't want to look at it. That’s all.

Therefore, he would sometimes be compassionate and sometimes furious.

When he is compassionate and compassionate, he is like a Buddha; when he is furious and furious, he is like a demon.

When he is like a Buddha, he is unfathomable, and when he is like a demon, it is chilling.

A gentleman does not build a dangerous wall. To deal with such a lunatic, Mr. Wang did not want to force himself, and there was no need to force him. He brought many people with him, just to prevent Yuan Jingui from slipping away, and they were placed around. He could retreat first, avoid the sharp attack temporarily, and then charge in after gathering his men. This would ensure that nothing would happen.

The four old men in the Jiang Hu understood Mr. Wang's plan as soon as they looked at each other. The four of them faced Wu Man and slowly retreated out of the yard.

Wu Man just watched quietly and did not take action.

But at this time, Yuan Jingui suddenly said: "Senior Wu, these people are highly respected in the world. If they leave like this, I'm afraid that when they come back, the four families will gather together, and the dragon and tiger will come. At that time, the lay people will My long-cherished wish to save people will be destroyed by these sanctimonious and condescending guys!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the four old men changed.

Wu Man, who had a look of compassion on his face, also changed his face. He looked at Old Mrs. Wang and his eyes fell on the sleeves of Old Mrs. Wang's cloak.

The cloak is a Han nationality costume that evolved from the Taoist crane cloak. Its biggest feature is its large sleeves. In some costume dramas, a lot of things are often taken out of the sleeves, and that clothing is the cloak.

This kind of clothes, once the hands are closed, it seems to open a curtain, and no one knows what is going on inside.

At this moment, Mr. Wang is holding a Yin-Yang paper under his big sleeves, transmitting messages. Although the Yin-Yang paper is very secretive, there is also a flow of energy between the sending and receiving of messages.

This hint of energy was sensed by Wu Man. In just a moment, he became furious, with a ferocious look on his face. He stretched out his hand towards the direction of the four uncles and slapped them with a fierce palm.

The moment he made the move was the Buddha's Big Hand Seal, the position where the four uncles were standing was shattered like a pile of sand being pushed down, and a sharp air wave passed by. Thanks to the quick reaction of the four uncles, they would have been hit.

"Did you see this wooden house area when you came? The people here are full of numbness and despair. It was me who brought them peace and joy from the heart. I thought that even if you didn't understand me, you wouldn't think Destroy all this, but it seems that I was wrong!"

Wu Man sighed: "The Bodhisattva can't save you by lowering his brows, so he will have no choice but to glare angrily."

I saw that Wu Man's originally thin body began to grow bigger, and his thin clothes were stretched open. In just the blink of an eye, his whole body suddenly grew from a man of about 1.7 meters with an even body shape to a man nearly two meters tall, with a golden glow all over his body. Shining bronze man.

His skin became as if it were made of brass, with sporadic golden scriptures flashing on it. Just by looking at it, bursts of Sanskrit sounds seemed to be ringing in his ears.

I couldn’t understand what the Sanskrit music was singing, but it just gave me the feeling that a demonic sound was filling my ears.

"It's so powerful. Is this the golden bell of Buddhism?" Mr. Lu was shocked: "It's much more powerful than the 18th Bronze Man of Shaolin Temple."

"No, the golden bell does not have such power. This is the indestructible body of Buddhism. This should be a secret that is not passed down. In Buddhism, it is equivalent to the Yin and Yang Five Thunders of the Tianshi Mansion. He actually knows this! "

Old Mrs. Wang felt nervous. There was no such information in the inn. Those bald donkeys had concealed the other party's methods.

Seeing that the other party opened his golden body and rushed towards him and others, the old man of the Wang family stretched out his hand, and there was a pen in his hand. With a sharp shake, the ink on the pen tip shot out like bullets, leaving streaks of white excitement in the air. Wave.

Wu Man, who was rushing forward, did not resort to all means like Zhang Zhiwei, relying on the indestructibility of the diamond. He tilted his head slightly to avoid the ink spots, and waved his arms as thick as tree trunks, as well as sand glass. The big fist struck.

There was only a "poof" sound, and bright red blood burst out of Lao Gao's eyes. The red color blurred Old Mrs. Wang's vision. His pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw Mr. Lu next to him, facing the menacing Wu Man, hurriedly came out. Palm, and gave the opponent a hard blow.

The result was that Mr. Lu's shoulder was broken, the bones exploded, and the sharp bone fragments penetrated the flesh and blood. It was horrific.

"Lao Lu!"

Faced with this sudden scene, Mrs. Wang took action with hatred. The colors in his palms gathered together, and he hit Wu Man in the face with a palm. The air trembled suddenly, and Wu Man was hit back to the yard by the palm, landing on Yuan Jingui. around.

However, he had a golden body to protect him, so this palm was neither painful nor itchy. He launched forward and rushed forward again.

"Come together, the message has been sent out, and the troops are coming!" Old Mrs. Wang shouted. He did not choose to retreat. As an experienced veteran, he handled the situation with judgment. If he retreated at this time, he could only be defeated one by one. It is the last word to join forces and wait for the large force to increase in number.

The old men were all wise men. In just a moment, they hit Wu Man without any reservation.

For a time, the entire courtyard was in a battle, air waves were flying, and huge pits appeared one after another. This was the aftermath of their battle.

Yuan Jingui was worried about being accidentally injured, so he hurriedly hid outside and stared at the battlefield. His face couldn't help showing a look of surprise, and then he was ecstatic. He knew that Wu Man was very strong, but he didn't expect that he was so strong. Four seniors from the Four Family , even couldn't defeat him, and was even at an absolute disadvantage.

I saw Wu Man performing his martial arts, with golden light all over his body, and his facial features could be vaguely seen, like a golden sculpture.

"This strength is probably stronger than that bullshit little Celestial Master!!" Yuan Jingui sighed inwardly.

At this moment, in the courtyard, a fierce battle was going on between the two sides. Wu Man was protecting his body with gold, and his moves were simple and unpretentious, but with a casual strike, he was able to unleash a huge force that was as powerful as a cloud.

Even though the several old men were experienced and cooperated tacitly, Mr. Lu was at an absolute disadvantage because one of his hands had been broken by a confrontation.

In the end, Mr. Lu, whose injuries worsened, was hit in the chest by Wu Man's big handprint, and half of his body exploded. His flesh and blood were mixed, his breath was like a thread, and it looked like he would not survive.

With the death of his best friend, Mrs. Wang's expression darkened, and knowing that he was outmatched, he shouted out some ideas and asked the other two old brothers to run away from him, and one of them could run away.

Hearing this, the other two old men turned around and fled in two different directions.

But the strange thing is that Mrs. Wang, who shouted to run away separately, did not run away.

He stood there, glanced at the body of his old friend, and sighed inwardly.

This time he came here to settle a favor, but he didn't expect...

However, if I can delay some time for a few old friends and show favors to the little Celestial Master for my precious grandson, it would be a worthy death.

Mrs. Wang glanced at Wu Man, who looked like a golden Arhat, holding the wolf hair brush in his hand, but his heart was surprisingly calm.

(End of this chapter)