Being favored by evil gods, I became sick and weak and became the Bone Bodhisattva.

Mr. Wu sighed and said, "Old Zhou, do you know any eminent monks around here?"

I don't know...well, I seem to know one.

"I went out this morning and saw that weird kid again."

"She's talking to a monk who doesn't eat and only drinks dew. That monk should be a high-ranking monk!"

Chapter 204 The Scarecrow

Mr. Wu originally asked casually, but he didn't expect that his farm worker actually gave an answer.

"If you don't eat and only drink dew, then you won't starve to death?" Mr. Wu looked suspicious: "You must have encountered a liar, right?"

"What can I lie to?"

Lao Zhou muttered: "That monk is all skin and bones from hunger. It's strange that he won't eat the pancakes even if the child invites him to eat. He says he's observing the precepts and practicing. Anyway, I look like an eminent monk, at least better than the goddess next door."

When the goddess was mentioned, Mr. Wu became very angry.

I spent so much money to invite her over and provide her with delicious food and drinks, but she did whatever she said.

The result is not good, all the work was in vain!

"I have to settle the score with her."

Mr. Wu cursed and left. He rushed to the next village to tell the story about the scarecrow not leaving. Unexpectedly, the goddess still spoke plausibly.

"There must be someone among you who is not sincere when kowtowing. If your heart is not sincere, how can it go away?"

Mr. Wu felt that the goddess was fooling him, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed to make sense.

"Then what should I do next? You have also collected the money, so this matter must be dealt with!"

"Keep knocking," the goddess said seriously, "As long as everyone is sincere, it will definitely leave."

"..."

Mr. Wu was very depressed, but he couldn't yell that the goddess was a liar.

After all, everyone has said that it’s not that your methods don’t work, but that you are not sincere enough.

After spending a long time at the goddess's house, Mr. Wu hoped that she could go over and have a look.

But the goddess's attitude was very resolute, no need to look at it, just one word - knock!

'Do you really want to kowtow to that thing every day? '

'It's okay to just leave after kowtowing. If I kowtow in vain every day, wouldn't I become a fool? '

Returning to the village feeling unhappy, Mr. Wu took a bag of things from his house and looked around for the eminent monk who only drank morning dew.

.........

A scarily thin monk was sleeping soundly against a tree, with several large bowls placed in front of him.

There was rice and vegetables in the bowl, which must have been left by kind people in the village to the poor monk.

After finding the target person, Mr. Wu unwrapped the paper bag, and the fragrant smell of roast chicken suddenly spread.

Gollum-

The monk's stomach kept growling, his snoring gradually stopped, he yawned and opened his eyes.

"Master, do you want to eat roast chicken?"

Mr. Wu maliciously tore off a big chicken leg and waved it in front of Jing Jie.

"The poor monk is observing the precepts and practicing. The donor must not damage the poor monk's cultivation." Jing Jie turned over and wanted to continue sleeping.

"Haha, master, stop pretending, your stomach is growling so loudly, you must be craving for food, right?"

With that said, Mr. Wu started eating.

"All gods and Buddhas want to eat when they are hungry, and the poor monk naturally wants to eat too. But patience is a great practice, and the poor monk enjoys it."

Mr. Wu nodded subconsciously, feeling that the monk was quite frank. This alone was much better than the goddess.

"I dare to ask, Master, do you have magic power?"

"The poor monk Jing Jie's cultivation level is not high, but he can be considered a little bit." Jing Jie's stomach kept growling, and he couldn't help but said: "Donor, can you go away? The poor monk still needs to sleep."

“good good”

Mr. Wu walked away a little, then raised his voice and asked: "How much cultivation is a little cultivation? Master Jing Jie, you should make it clear!"

"After completing this practice, the poor monk will be promoted."

Although I don’t know what promotion means, this monk should be a capable person, right?

Mr. Wu threw away the chicken bones in his hand, patted his face and cried: "Master, master, save me!!!"

........

In the past, birds often flew into the fields and destroyed the crops, so everyone tried to set up scarecrows on the edge of the fields.

Don't tell me, this method works quite well.

"The birds stopped coming, but within a few years, my scarecrow became evil for some reason."

"How evil?" Jing Jie asked with his back turned.

"Every evening, it would stare at the people working in the fields."

Mr. Wu patted his chest: "It's not like everyone is just thinking. It will turn around wherever you go. Oh, that look in your eyes is so scary!"

Ok?

Jing Jie didn't sleep anymore. He straightened up and asked, "You just keep staring and don't do anything else?"

"No, if I really did something, no one would dare to work in my field!"

Mr. Wu rubbed his hands and said, "But it's not a problem if it continues like this. I feel so panicked when I see them being lazy every day. Sooner or later, they will get sick! Master, monks are merciful. You can't just ignore death and save them." "

I'm sorry you cried for help before. Did you mean that if the long-term worker continues to be lazy, it will kill you?

Jing Jie rolled his eyes and lay back down again.

"Hey, master, why are you lying back again? That thing, that thing is not harmful now, who can say for sure in the future? It is better to get rid of it as soon as possible to feel at ease, master, don't you think so?"

"right"

"If you don't care now, it will be a crime if something happens in the future."

"Yep"

"Master, when are you going to save that evil thing?"

"Yeah"

........

Although Mr. Wu was angry, Jing Jie still ran to the fields to take a look when the sun went down.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but frown.

The scarecrow walked back and forth in the field, squatting down from time to time to look for something.

Suddenly, it raised its hand excitedly, and it turned out that it had caught a fat field mouse.

The Scarecrow bit off the head of the fat field mouse and then swallowed it whole.

"..."

Slowly turning around, the Scarecrow looked at Jing Jie with a creepy look.

Jing Jie immediately stared back, lifted up his sleeves to reveal his dry arms, and waved his fist without any deterrence.

The scarecrow's eyes were still terrifying, but there was clearly a hint of playfulness in them.

Jing Jie chuckled, knelt down and picked up a stone.

Then he crushed the stone to pieces in front of the Scarecrow.

"?!"

The scarecrow was shocked and quickly walked back to his original position and stopped moving.

"Did you just want to eat me?"

Jing Jie asked, but the Scarecrow had no response.

'It's too bad to keep this thing. '

Thinking like this, Jing Jie pinched his fingers and calculated again.

In four days, I will observe the precepts and practice to perfection. Scarecrow, straw, just put it to use!

Jing Jie smiled at the scarecrow, then sat cross-legged on the ground.

Early the next morning, Mr. Wu came to the field and saw Jing Jie who had been up all night and was yawning non-stop.

"Did it have no legs before?"

Before Master Wu could speak, Jing Jie asked first.

"I didn't have any legs before, it was because of the goddess..."

"It wasn't a big problem when you didn't have any feet, but now you're in big trouble."

When Jing Jie said this, Master Wu suddenly panicked.

"Master, save me, master, save me!"

"I can save you." Jing Jie held out three fingers: "Early in the morning in three days, bring the fattest chicken in the village here."

Chapter 205

"Master Jing Jie——"

A little girl ran over from a distance. Jing Jieqiang braced himself and said, "The donor is looking for me? Something happened in the village?"

"Nothing happened. Tangtang heard about Scarecrow and wanted to come over and see if he could help."

Looking at the sleepy Jing Jie, the little girl quickly said: "You go to sleep for a while, Tangtang will help you look after it."

Although the Scarecrow used to wait until the sun went down before he would move, he couldn't tell for sure now.

Jing Jie shook his head and said: "It's too dangerous. I have good intentions. Donor, you'd better go back."

"It's not dangerous. If it moves, Tangtang can immobilize it."

As she spoke, the little girl took out a light golden alms bowl.

Settle down?

Jing Jie thought for a moment, picked up a stone and threw it on the scarecrow's head.

"Certainly--"

As soon as the scarecrow turned aside, the little girl locked him in place.

"The real donor doesn't show his face!"

Jing Jie yawned and lay down on the ground: "It's really troublesome. I need to take a nap first."

"kindness!"

The little girl had the precious alms bowl in hand, and Jing Jie slept more soundly.

He slept until the sun went down and then woke up in high spirits.

In this way, Tangtang was in charge of the day and Jing Jie was in charge of the night. The two of them gave the Scarecrow no chance at all.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and this morning Jing Jie was finally ready to take action.

"Master, the fat chickens are here. I'll pick them one by one. I guarantee it will be the fattest one in the village!"

Jing Jie held the fat chicken in his hand and weighed it for a few times, then said with a serious face: "Please bring another basin of salt water, a fire folding plate, a knife and a grill."

"Master, wait a minute!" Mr. Wu quickly ran home and fetched all the things Jing Jie said.

........

Hearing that a high-ranking monk wanted to subdue the evil scarecrow, not only people from Wu Village, but also villagers from several surrounding villages came over early in the morning to watch the fun.