Fantasy: Jinyi Shenwei, starting from the Golden Crow of the Great Sun

The three monks nodded and agreed.

"What to do with this living corpse?"

Fakong's figure was still a little shaky, his hands were folded, and his face was full of compassion.

"Amitabha Buddha, the soul is dead, but the body is not extinguished, and it is still a living thing, how can I and other people in the Buddha sect be good at killing sins? Just put it in the back mountain!

As he spoke, he put his hand on the top of the young man's living corpse and said in his mouth.

"Nan no Amitabha Night..."

but it is the Past Life Sutra!

It can destroy four felonies, five evil sins, and ten evil karmas!

The three monks clasped their hands together and chanted along.

Under the residual moon, the moonlight is thin.

In the monastery, the evening breeze blows.

In the hall of Sen Leng, a young man sitting on the twelve-pin lotus platform roared silently, his face full of blood and tears.

The four monks had compassionate faces and chanted the sacred sutra of the past in their mouths.

This scene is extraordinarily weird.

It was clearly four executioners who murdered people's lives, but at this time they were chanting scriptures like a high-ranking monk.

Xu Qing watched this scene quietly, only feeling a chill in his heart, very disgusting.

He had no ill feelings towards the Buddha Gate, but now he suddenly felt that this group of bald donkeys was extraordinarily hypocritical and disgusting!

Becoming a Buddha? Become a Buddha!

This so-called Buddhahood is just a strange killing ritual!

Listen to the words of several people in Fakong.

The probability of failure in the Buddhahood ceremony is very high, and failure is already a common occurrence.

And behind the nearly 3,600 Buddhas who have succeeded, how many corpses are piled up?

Not to mention nearly 10,000 people!

Xu Qing only felt a chill rise from the tail vertebrae, which instantly spread throughout his body!

For the past thirty-five years.

Qingjing Temple, how many lives did Hui Hai murder?

Just thinking about it makes people shudder.

Poof.

Whoops....

In the side hall, one monk held down the lotus platform, and the other two monks pulled the young man's living body from above.

Blood gushed down the wound.

The golden shimmering sacred lotus platform was suddenly filled with blood.

"Quickly clean up this place, go back and rest, and continue tomorrow."

After Fakong dropped a sentence, he turned and left the side hall.

The three monks tied up the young man's living corpse, then carried it on his shoulder and went to the back mountain.

Xu Qing's figure shook and quietly disappeared into the shadows.

A moment later.

Avoiding the sight of the two martial monks, Xu Qing returned to his room.

He pretended to be sleepy, but in fact, his mind was spinning, thinking of countermeasures.

So many years have passed.

What strength has Huihai reached?

Eight products?

No, after so many years of cultivation, he must have broken through the boundaries of the eighth rank long ago.

It must be the seventh product!

Even...... It's above the seven products!

When will the men and horses of Jinyiwei arrive?

This is also a problem.

After a long time.

Xu Qing made up his mind.

Tomorrow is the last day, and after tomorrow, he must evacuate this place no matter what!

.........

Following.

The sky is bright.

The Buddhas woke up from their slumber.

Fragrant rice is delivered.

There was no problem with the food in the morning, it was a normal meal.

Xu Qing chewed the steamed buns, took the pickles, and considered the actions at that time.

Zhang Danyao held a large bowl, appeared next to Xu Qing, and asked curiously:

"Big brother, do you say that the Buddha son yesterday has now become a Buddha and went to Elysium?"

The picture flashed in Xu Qing's mind.

It is estimated that the one who is now drinking blood in the mountains and forests....

But he still smiled and said softly, "It should be." Zhang

Danyao had already changed into clean clothes, and the stains on her face had been washed even more.

Now she has changed from a dirty beggar to a well-behaved and cute little girl.

However, years of malnutrition still made her look very thin.

She blinked wide, her eyes full of expectation: "I hope it is me who becomes a Buddha today!"

Xu Qing shook his head and did not speak.

This silly child.

Even the Pure Land of Bliss was only learned yesterday from other Buddhas, and they don't know anything about Buddhism, where do they know the true meaning of Buddha!

Compared to those thoroughly brainwashed Buddhas.

Zhang Danyao can be regarded as pure in heart.

Time flies.

It's dusk again.

Yesterday's monk reappeared.

He smiled: "Fellow Buddhas, there will be two candidates for Buddhahood today, and those who are selected are ready." "

The Buddhas were overjoyed when they heard this, and they couldn't wait.

Or that string of Buddha beads.

Golden light shot out, and the two Buddha Sons were selected again.

Zhang Danyao shook his head in disappointment, but when he turned his head, he saw the golden light on Xu Qing's body, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

She ran over with a happy look.

"Big brother, big brother, you are chosen! Good luck! You go to become a Buddha first, and when I become a Buddha, I will play with you!"

Xu Qing looked at the golden light that shrouded his body, and the voices of everyone echoed in his ears.

For a while, he didn't know if his luck was good or bad!

"Amitabha, congratulations to both of you, please get ready, you can become a Buddha tonight."

The monk clasped his hands together and his face was full of compassion.

The golden light dispersed, and the monk withdrew the Buddha beads and turned away.

At the door, Martial Monk Jing looked at Xu Qing with a playful expression.

Becoming a Buddha?

Hey....

Xu Qing pondered for a moment, looked at the monk's back, and the coldness in the depths of his eyes was pervasive.

An idea popped into his head.

Though...... This idea is too cruel for people.

But the monks in this monastery, especially the three monks in the side hall yesterday.

They...... Is it still human?

It's just a bunch of demons in human skin!

Human skin, human skin ....

Xu Qing let out a long breath.

He had made up his mind, regardless of the envious eyes around him, and after saying hello to Zhang Danyao, he returned to the room.

The sun is falling.

The sky is dark and the sunset is brilliant, indicating that tomorrow is a good weather.

Xu Qingpan sat in the dimly lit room, suddenly opened his eyes, and the figure disappeared.

.........

Seijing Temple, inner courtyard.

Inside the house, a monk unfolded a cloth bag and carefully wiped the tools inside.

Steel needles are polished with snow-white light.

Suddenly.

His ears moved, his eyes moved, and then he saw another figure next to his shadow.

Cold sweat instantly oozed out of his forehead.

The monk turned his head sharply, and just wanted to make a sound, but a hard object smashed into his mouth.

"Whew..."

swallowed the words that were just about to come out.

The black shadow raised his hand and slashed at his neck with one hand.

The monk suddenly fainted.

The black shadow looked at the monk who fell to the ground and was silent for a moment.

Finally.

In the dark room, a cold light lit up.

Si Si Soso's voice sounded.

Under the dim candlelight, streams of dark red liquid flowed on the ground, and the smell of blood quietly permeated.