babble?!

We rubbed our eyes in disbelief. Isn’t this the little monk who begged for alms in front of the midnight snack stall just now?

Leizi and I looked at each other and it was really true that the real person was not showing his appearance. The young monk who was insulted by the owner of the midnight snack stall just now but was always tolerant, turned out to be a hidden Buddhist master.

If the owner of a midnight snack stall learned that he had offended such a master just now, he would not know what he would feel.

With the little monk's skill, the owner of the midnight snack stall would probably cry and call him mom if he just moved his fingers.

So this matter tells us a truth: Don’t look down on anyone around you, because anyone around you may have stronger strength than you. If you insist on pretending, you will be slapped in the face.

The little monk walked out of the grass, walked to the middle of the intersection, and slowly helped the frightened old lady picking up the scattered old lady across the street, watching the old lady picking up the scattered left.

We have a greater likes for the little monk. We feel that the midnight snack we just invited him was not in vain. We invited a warm-hearted little monk who was helpful and enthusiastic. From this point of view, we are also very happy.

At this time, the rich second-generation on Porsche kicked open the car door and rushed out of the car angrily.

Porsche hit the lamp post of the traffic light. Although the rich second generation did not threaten his life, the Porsche windshield was all cracked, and a big bag was knocked out of his head, bulging high, as if he was about to have horns.

The rich second generation covered the big bag on his head, pointed at the little monk and scolded: "You little bald donkey, I want to kill you!"

The rich second generation had his eyes intoxicated and was spraying with strong alcohol. He was also drunk, so he didn't see clearly what had just happened. Otherwise, if he had given him ten courage, he wouldn't dare to point at the little monk and scold him.

The little monk came to the rich second generation with a quick glance and folded his hands together: "Amitabha, how can this donor be full of filth?"

"Damn your uncle!" The rich second generation arrogantly stretched out his hand, and his fingertips almost poked the little monk's nose.

The little monk still looked polite: "Donor, respecting others means respecting yourself!"

The rich second generation was furious and could not hear these teachings. They fisted their right hand and greeted the little monk directly in the face.

Before the rich second generation's fist hit the young monk's face, the young monk shouted in a deep voice, "Du!" and let out a breath of true energy from his mouth.

The rich second generation let out a muffled groan, and felt as if he was hit hard in his chest. He was actually hit by the true energy and hit the car door, fainting on the spot.

The little monk shook his head: "Amitabha, monks should not act!"

What a person who does not speak or acts, and he can settle the rich second generation with just one breath of true energy.

We witnessed this scene with our own eyes and praised the little monk in our hearts. The little monk was neither humble nor arrogant, and he had punished this domineering rich second generation while talking and laughing, and let out a harsh anger for everyone.

At this time, the door next to it opened, and the young woman sitting in the passenger seat stumbled and got out of the car.

The Porsche was hit just now, and the woman was confused. She didn't even know that her forehead was broken and let the blood flow.

We felt a stern in our hearts, looked at each other, and quickly chased the young woman.

Although we don't know that young woman, we know that there is also the ghost of white snow in the young woman's body.

You can't let that woman go, that is, you can't let Bai Xue go!

The woman looked back at us, turned around, and hurriedly ran into the grass on the side of the road.

The little monk raised his head: "This female donor, please stay!"

How dare women stay? Although they are wearing high heels, they run faster than rabbits.

The little monk shook his head, shook his robe, and took out a string of Buddhist beads from his cuffs.

The little monk raised his arm and the Buddhist beads turned into a golden light and flew into the grass.

He heard a scream of "Ahhh--" and the golden light hit the woman's back, and the woman flew to the ground.

The woman lost her voice, but a mass of ghost energy rushed out of the woman's body and wanted to continue running away.

The little monk formed a Buddha seal with both hands and shouted: "Ah-Mi-Tu-Buddha!"

The string of Buddhist beads quickly rotated and became larger, turning into a golden aperture, falling from the sky, suddenly covering the ghost energy.

"Wow--"

The blazing golden light made Bai Xue's ghost manic and restless, and the ghost energy dissipated, revealing Bai Xue's ghost body.

Bai Xue's long hair was loose and her face was ferocious. She rushed around in the aperture and shouted loudly: "Let me out! Let me out!"

However, how could the aperture formed by the Buddhist beads be able to break through the evil spirits of Bai Xue?

The little monk said with a solemn look on his face: "Although you have an injustice, you are an innocent living person on the ground. This is unforgivable!"

As soon as the little monk's Buddha seal was collected, the golden aperture quickly closed, and the snow-white ghost turned into a wisp of black smoke in the dazzling golden light, dissipating without a trace. The ghost should have been included in the Buddhist beads.

The golden light dissipated, and the Buddhist beads flew back to the little monk's hand and became normal size again. The ten thousand-word logo on each bead was still shining with a faint golden glow.

The little monk bowed with his left hand and gently fiddled with the Buddhist beads with his right hand. His face was flashing with joy, and he said to himself: "Amitabha! This is exactly the 7749th evil task. Now I have completed the Hinayana training, which is great!"

When we came to the little monk, Leizi was the first to greet the little monk: "Little monk, I didn't expect you to be not very good-looking and your cultivation is quite awesome!"

We looked at Lei Zi and said, is this saying praising the little monk? Why does it always sound strange?

The little monk was really naive and saluted to Leizi: "Thank you for the donor's praise!"

"Go aside!" I pushed Lei Zi away, folded my hands together, and saluted the little monk solemnly: "What is this master, what is the name?"

The young monk replied, "My monk's Dharma name is Wukong! I thank the donor for his charity just now, and I am very grateful!"

Wukong?!

When we heard this Dharma name, we couldn't help but smile.

The little monk touched his bare head: "What? Is there anything wrong with this Dharma name? "Enlightenment" represents the meaning of enlightenment, understanding, and enlightenment, which itself represents the meaning of cultivation and mind cultivation. "Enlightenment" is a process, while "emptiness" refers to a result. After years of cultivation, after hardships, you will eventually reach a state of "no self"!"

The little monk talks about Buddhism one by one, but unfortunately we are not Buddhists, which sounds a little troublesome.

Although I don’t understand it very well, I still politely call the little monk: “Master Wukong!”

But Lei Zi was not so polite. He held the little monk's shoulder and asked with a smile: "Little monk, are your other brothers called Wuneng and Wujing?"

The little monk looked at Lei Zi in surprise: "How did you know this donor? Do you know several other brothers of mine?"

"Damn it! There are really Wuneng and Wujing! Ahhaha! Ahhaha!" Lei Zi held his stomach and laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

The little monk said: "Master doesn't dare to be a disciple of Buddhism. I am just a Buddhist disciple. You can call me the Dharma name directly, Wukong!"

"Monkey Wukong, where are you from? Where are you going?" Chen Shiba asked.

Lei Zi answered first: "I came from the Tang Dynasty in the East and went to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures!"

Ku Junwei slapped Lei Zi in the head: "If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"

The little monk replied seriously: "I am from Baima Temple in Luoyang, and there is no destination. Master Abbot lets us experience outside and endure hardships!"

Luoyang White Horse Temple?!

When I heard the name of "White Horse Temple", I felt even more respectful to the little monk.

Although I have never been to White Horse Temple, the reputation of White Horse Temple is well-known.

Luoyang White Horse Temple is known as the number one ancient temple in China and is the world-famous Kalan. It is the first official temple after Buddhism was introduced to China. It is known as the "Shiyuan" and "ancestral temple" by the Chinese and foreign Buddhist circles. Its status in Buddhism can be said to be supreme.

Because of this, not everyone can practice in White Horse Temple.

The monks who can enter the White Horse Temple are all very famous ladies.

No wonder the little monk was so powerful when he made a move just now. It turned out to be a Buddhist disciple from White Horse Temple.

Lei Zi is illiterate. Among the four of us, he may not have heard of White Horse Temple. He was still touching his head and asking us: "Where is White Horse Temple?"

We ignored Lei Zi and talked to him, just to play the piano to the cow. Anyway, he didn't understand it after talking, so he could save him from wasting his mouth.

In the distance, there was a faint sound of sirens, and red and blue lights flashed in the darkness.

Maybe it was the common people nearby who saw a car accident here, so they called the police.

Ku Junwei said: "The police are coming soon. I'll go drive and leave here immediately!"

"Master Wukong, since you have no destination for the time being, why not follow us back first?" I like this little monk Wukong very much, so I sent him an "invitation".

Who knew that the little monk Wukong only asked me one sentence: "Do you have noodles?"

I was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes!"

The little monk saluted me: "Since that's the case, I'm better obey my destiny than respect!"

I smiled and found that this little monk Wukong was innocent and cute, and sometimes he was a little cold and humorous, especially his uncharacteristic and stupid look, which was really hilarious.

Between people, it is about a relationship of vision.

I feel that I have a good relationship with this little monk Wukong, and I believe we can become good friends.

Ku Junwei returned to the roadside and started the Land Rover again.

With a click, the Land Rover Off-Road stopped beside us, and Ku Junwei raised his chin: "Get on the bus quickly!"

We climbed into the car one after another, and Ku Junwei stepped on the accelerator and the off-road vehicle ran away.

Turning a corner, we passed by a patrol car.
Chapter completed!