Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?.

Chapter 12 The Holy Bodhisattva Has Always Treated All Beings Equality
The bean-sized flame flickered slightly in the drowsy room, reflecting the figures of the three of them.

It was already late at night, and there was silence inside and outside, not even the sound of insects.

But Yang An's heart was in ecstasy at the moment.

He didn't know what reason to find, and wanted to leave Jiunan Town with the two real monks in front of him, but Pan Shi took the lead in asking to go with him.

Really drowsy came and touched the pillow, wishing for it.

However, Yang An didn't show any excitement, and his expression didn't change much.

He knew that he should maintain the calm demeanor that a "monk" should have in order to make himself look like that, so he was very indifferent to Pan Shi's request.

With a slightly hesitant look on his face, Yang An pretended to think about it, and then nodded.

"Then I will bother you."

When Yang An showed hesitation, Pan Shi also became nervous.

It wasn't until Yang An nodded in agreement that he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face.

"Fellow Daoist speaks seriously. To be able to walk with fellow Daoist is something that my brothers and sisters can only wish for."

On the side, Panyu stroked his forehead speechlessly.

"Brother, do you know what you look like now?"

"what?"

"Like licking a dog!"

"..."

Although Pan Shi didn't know what licking the dog meant, but it was definitely not a good word, his face suddenly showed embarrassment, he pretended not to hear, coughed helplessly, and glared at her.

Yang An glanced at Panyu strangely. Although the light in the room was very dim and her face could not be seen clearly, she should be a pretty woman.

Of course, the point is not this.

But he was a little surprised that Panyu could say the word licking a dog.

Shouldn't this vocabulary be a noun produced on the Internet in modern society?Why is there also in this era?

Or is it that what she actually wanted to express was not the meaning, but the word she said sounded like licking a dog?
"Fellow Daoist Yang, if you have nothing to do now, why don't we set off immediately, the food sharing meeting is coming soon, if the time is delayed, the good things will belong to others."

When Yang An was still feeling strange, Pan Shi said.

Since Yang An didn't come here to target the White Buddha Temple, it meant that he could leave at any time, and now he could go to Xiyue River earlier, and maybe he could find some good things first.

For Pan Shi's proposal, Yang An naturally couldn't wait for it.

He can't wait to get out of this place quickly, so as not to cause trouble later on.

So he nodded and accepted it.

"Okay, then we'll go now."

Yang An replied, and he was going to pack up his clothes and bring what he could use, including that he still had a savings, although it was very small, but he would definitely use it when he left Jiunan Town to seek a living in the future.

No matter what the world is, without money, it is difficult to move an inch.

But just as Yang An agreed, he turned around and was about to pack his things.

The already dim light in the room was suddenly extinguished.

The blood in the bowl was completely consumed at this time, and the candlelight was naturally unsustainable.

Yang An's body trembled suddenly, he knew that sooner or later the blood would be consumed, but there was no way to stop it.

His current body can no longer withstand consumption, even if he uses his own blood to maintain the lighting method, it will only make him weaker and weaker.

Without the effect of lighting the lamp to clarify the heart and spirit, he was already in a very weak state at this time, and he relied on the lamp lighting to strengthen his spirit.

That is to say, the moment the candle was extinguished, Yang An immediately felt the heaviness from his body, his whole body was weak, and his consciousness quickly became blurred.

In the darkness, Yang An fell to the ground with a plop.

At the last moment before losing consciousness, he tried his best to glance in the direction of Panshi and Panyu brothers and sisters in the dark, and he could only pray in his heart that these two people would never have any thoughts of murdering for money.

……

Time came to dawn in a blink of an eye.

Today's weather is a bit cloudy and rainy, but in the early morning, a thick mist floated in the sky over Jiunan Town.

With a high and long cock crow, it was officially announced that the residents of Jiunan Town had passed another day safely.

On the streets and alleys, at the end of the street, someone began to slowly open the door, but it was closed hastily after only a quick glance.

It was only when someone boldly appeared on the street that gradually more people came out of their homes and began to look for which neighborhood was murdered by the demon last night.

"The old head in the blacksmith's shop is gone, it's true..."

"Aunt Li's baby, hey, I just heard that they are going to get married soon, and they are gone."

"There is also the family by the river bridge on the east side, a family of three..."

"That orphan of the Yang family, poor, it seems to be called Yang An, right? I can't even find the body, the house is full of black ash, and there is a blood bowl, the blood in the bowl has been boiled dry, poor. "

"When will this troubled world come to an end? Don't we have any way to survive?"

Too many people died in one night, and the rainy Jiunan Town once again fell into gloom and despair.

And at this moment, the White Buddha Temple.

The White Buddha Temple is not big, just a grand main hall with a few small courtyards, but there are quite a few monks in the temple, dozens of them.

Except for the monks who were sent to guard the homes of rich families, there were only a dozen or so people left in the White Buddha Temple at this time, who were doing morning classes, and a harmonious and peaceful recitation sounded slowly.

But at this moment, a monk hurriedly entered the main hall and came to the front.

"Abbot!"

The monk called softly.

In front of him was an old monk dressed in scarlet cassock, meditating with his eyes closed and reciting sutras, with age spots and wrinkles on his face, and pale eyebrows.

The old monk called the abbot slowly opened his eyes.

"What's the matter?"

The monk who came in first glanced at the other monks who were chanting and meditating below, then lowered his body and whispered to the old monk.

"The big thing is not good, abbot, the four holy Bodhisattvas released last night are gone, and one of them has condensed the holy bone, and the holy bone is gone!"

The old monk with a peaceful face suddenly opened his eyes wide after hearing the monk's whisper, and there seemed to be anger in his eyes.

"Where were the bones of the holy Bodhisattva found?"

"They're all in the same place. In a house on the south side of the town, all the holy Bodhisattvas have been reduced to ashes, not even the holy bones left."

"Where is that family, are they still there?"

"I have already inquired. There is only one person in that family, an orphan, but now the person has disappeared and no body has been found."

"The Holy Bodhisattva always treats all beings equally. He only takes one scoop from the three thousand weak waters, and he will not leave a corpse for no reason. If the corpse is not found, it means that the person must still be alive!"

The monk who sent the message was shocked when he heard the words.

"Abbot, are you saying that the orphan may be a monk who destroyed the holy Bodhisattva and fled in fear of crime? But I have inquired, and he is an ordinary person with a mortal body. Many people in the town know him. "

"No!"

The old monk shook his head.

"There must be outsiders involved in this matter, but the current clues may be found from the orphan. As long as he is still alive, we must find the holy bone and bring it back to the holy Bodhisattva for forgiveness!"

"You do it immediately, ask Shang Guangdu and Guangxian to go with you, no matter who is the one who dares to intervene in the affairs of my White Buddha Temple, you can't let him go unpunished, you must let him suffer from the sea of ​​samsara and the fire of karma. Suffering, eternal reincarnation!"

"Yes!"

The monk looked at the old monk with some fear. The abbot was really angry this time, so he nodded quickly and left the main hall quickly.

"Amitabha……"

The old monk clasped his hands together, and his face regained his peace.

(End of this chapter)