Almighty flower care master

What is a monk?

Whenever a monk is mentioned, most people will think of a temple in their minds. There is a monk in the temple who eats fast and chant Buddha in the Buddhist hall every day, isolated from the world. The ten sons of Buddha drink water.

But a conventional concept is that monks are the embodiment of kindness, the ultimate representative of truth, goodness and beauty in the world.They have no desires and no desires. Even if the end of the world comes, they still stick to the Buddhist hall and guard the pure land in their hearts.

It is also a monk, but the living Buddha does not go to the Buddha to chant sutras, but actually steps into the mortal world, and does not pay attention to the compassion of the Buddha, which makes people very headache.

Of course, these are not the most important thing. What makes Qin Yang vomit blood is that the monk's strength is so strong that he is as hard to shake as a mountain.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

On the side of the Huangsha River that day, when the living Buddha fought with the scholar, Qin Yang had already seen the great strength of the living Buddha, but he would never be able to truly perceive that strength until he experienced it himself.

Now, after fighting against the living Buddha, Qin Yang realized that the strength of the living Buddha was far stronger than those methods he showed.

This is really not a living Buddha, but a demon monk!

He attacked the Living Buddha with a punch. Although he knew that the monk was too powerful to die, this punch would not cause him too much injury.

But the injury is not serious, it is also injured.

Qin Yang never expected that the Living Buddha would fight back so sharply when he was injured.

Although Qin Yang's body immediately reacted effectively to evade when the danger approached, and the injury was not serious, he still wanted to vomit blood.

The old monk is desperate, how should he fight this one?

……

"You attacked me!" Qin Yang said bitterly.

The living Buddha has no eyes and a peaceful face, so no emotion can be seen from his facial features, but his flesh~slits are facing Qin Yang. Obviously, he was irritated by Qin Yang's shamelessness.

"I just did what I should do." The Living Buddha said calmly.

"Sneak attack is sneak attack, you still have reason, don't you?" Qin Yang knew that he was the one who attacked him, and he felt guilty, but his words were extremely harsh, he just wanted to confirm the fact that the old monk was sneak attacking.

Even though doing so would not bring any substantial harm to the old monk, he did not believe that the living Buddha was not guilty at all, but a tree has a skin and a person has a face.

Sure enough, the Living Buddha said sullenly, "You were the one who attacked me."

Qin Yang gritted his teeth and said: "It is said that monks don't tell lies, but you lie a lot and come here as soon as you open your mouth. What kind of monk is it?"

Qin Yang was like a little daughter-in-law who had been wronged, jumping and cursing angrily, almost crying, making trouble and hanging herself.

The Living Buddha chanted the Buddha's name and said, "You should be very clear that I did not attack you."

"I don't know, I don't know, you just attacked me."

"I do not have."

"You have it."

"I do not have."

"There is!"

……

It was so Qiongyao that Qin Yang felt like he was about to throw up.

But these words are not without effect.

Living Buddha, the Buddha's heart is disturbed.

Yes, Qin Yang wanted to deliberately provoke the living Buddha, expose his faults, slap him in the face, and let him fall from the god realm to the human world.

After each sentence, the living Buddha would recite the name of the Buddha, and after a few words, the recitation of the name of the Buddha became faster and faster, which sounded like singing.

Although, with the dry and hoarse voice of the Living Buddha, this song is really terrible.

"If you feel wronged that you didn't sneak attack me, then you should stand still and let me hit you hard." Qin Yang said.

"It's impossible." The Living Buddha flatly refused.

"You finally admitted to sneak attacking me." Qin Yang said sharply.

The living Buddha's face was twitching wildly, he moved his feet, and was about to strike, Qin Yang immediately yelled: "You are a guilty conscience, and you want to kill people to silence your mouth, don't you?"

The living Buddha stepped forward, then retracted it, stood still, and recited the Buddha's name one after another. Qin Yang was very happy to see it. Sure enough, it is better to be a mortal. To be a living Buddha is to suffer for face. , If I knew it could be like this, why would I have to spend so much effort to fight him, and just use my mouth to kill him.

Qin Yang didn't believe in Buddha or respect Buddha, so naturally he wouldn't have a heart of compassion just because of the Living Buddha's chanting.

Perhaps it was because he knew Qin Yang's plan at a glance, the Living Buddha maintained a posture of being able to attack, retreat and defend. Qin Yang searched for a long time but couldn't find a loophole. He scolded his mother angrily and wanted to launch another verbal attack.

Suddenly, Qin Yang felt his head was a little heavy, he couldn't help but yawned, his tiredness came flooding in like a tide, he could almost fall asleep standing up.

After yawning, Qin Yang's mouth seemed to be leaking, and he yawned continuously one after another. His body functions closed quickly in a strange way, and gradually appeared in a light sleep state. state.

When a person sleeps, all aspects of the body's function consumption gradually weakens, so as to provide body energy for eight hours a night... At the same time, both the coordination of the whole body and the strength of the human body will decline sharply.

This is why many people describe a person sleeping like a child or like a cat, because once a person who is showing his teeth and claws, once he falls asleep, he will become non-aggressive.

At that time, he was harmless.

"Damn it, why are you so sleepy?" Qin Yang cursed inwardly, kicked his feet, and rushed towards the Living Buddha.

But soon Qin Yang found that his hands and feet were out of control at all, as if he had just woken up in the morning, he was in a daze, his hands and feet were weak, he ran too fast, and almost staggered and fell on the ground.

Requiem.

The Requiem Sutra is not an orthodox Buddhist scripture, but a branch derived from the Prajna Sutra. Although this scripture can quickly return people to peace of mind, it has always been used because it will make people lose their ability to move involuntarily. He was criticized by Buddhists.

Over time, this scripture was lost.

However, the Living Buddha actually knew the Requiem Sutra.

A living Buddha can be called a living Buddha, and there will always be some unusual methods of one kind or another.

Qin Yang recognized the frequency of the living Buddha's chanting, and quickly recognized that it was the Requiem Sutra. He couldn't help but be a little bit dumbfounded, wishing he could pick up the tape and seal his mouth.

He just said that the Living Buddha made a sneak attack, he was guilty of being a thief, and his harsh words made the Living Buddha slow down his attacking pace. Now, the Living Buddha is indeed standing still, but the damn thing is, he can't move either.

This is really shooting himself in the foot, Qin Yang secretly sighed in his heart, and then took another deep breath, trying to forcibly cheer himself up.

However, the harder he tried, the faster the energy in his body was lost, and the drowsy thought became stronger and stronger.

In the end, his feet slipped, he fell to the ground, and fell asleep peacefully. He slept soundly. He didn't know what kind of dream he had. A line of clear saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"Qin Yang, if I knew this earlier, why did you hand over the sacred object back then? It's not yours. After all, it's not yours." The living Buddha walked over step by step, and said softly, full of temptation.

Qin Yang's head drooped subconsciously, and then quickly straightened his neck.

"In such a state, you can still keep your original intentions. I have to say, you really impress me." The Living Buddha looked a little surprised, but soon said: "Don't struggle anymore, don't fight anymore. Resist, sleep, and just sleep. You don’t have to think about anything now, and you don’t have to do anything. The so-called money and wealth are expensive, but they are just floating clouds.

The living Buddha walked across to Qin Yang, sat down cross-legged, quickly recited the Requiem Sutra, and said: "All living beings work hard for fame and wealth, but they don't know that the world is rich and rich, like dew and electricity, and life is hard. Short, a few decades in a hurry, when you get old and look back, you will find that the so-called obsession is just a mistake that cannot be repented."

Qin Yang slept deeply, and soon began to snore. Qin Yang usually does not have the habit of snoring when he sleeps. This is a state that will only appear when a person enters a deep sleep.

At this time, Qin Yang had no strength to restrain a chicken, even a three-year-old child could stab him to death with a single knife.

The living Buddha came to Qin Yang this time not to kill people, but to get back the Buddhist sacred objects. Of course, if Qin Yang overreacted and was unwilling to return the sacred objects, he should kill, and he would still kill!

"Qin Yang, hand over the sacred object. It's not what you deserve. All living beings in the world have their own destiny. It's not yours. Why force it? You can't keep it even if you force it. It will confuse your heart... Hand it in... Hand it in... ..."

The voice of the Living Buddha was not pleasant, but combined with the Requiem Sutra, it became the most beautiful lullaby in the world. Even a raging tiger would quickly fall to the ground and lose its claws and claws under his hypnosis.

The living Buddha knew that Qin Yang's consciousness was gradually emptying out, and he was about to achieve his goal, so he had to recite a few more times. Suddenly, Qin Yang's voice sounded in his ear: "If I don't hand it in, what will be the consequences?"

"You?" The Living Buddha's expression changed drastically.

With a sound of "Boom", Qin Yang threw out his fist, facing the living Buddha's chest. The thin body of the living Buddha, like a leaf falling from a tree, fell down the winding mountain road like a cannonball, and disappeared in an instant. before Qin Yang's eyes.

Qin Yang stood up from the ground, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth. In the beginning, he was caught off guard, and he was indeed bewitched by the Requiem Sutra.

But since he had already recognized that it was the Requiem Sutra, how could he let the Requiem Sutra continue to invade his sanity, immediately closed his internal organs and six senses, and pretended to be asleep.

I have to say that his acting skills are really superb. The living Buddha must have never watched the Oscars, and he doesn't know that there is a kind of behavior in this world called acting.

"Amitabha." Qin Yang put his palms together and said aloud: "If the Buddha does not go through hardships, hell will be empty. If you don't go to hell, whoever will go to hell."