Three hundred and eighty-two chapters are like a group of monks going to the brothel
Han Du's eyes turned red with anger and he stared at Monk Yan Ne. He was so angry that he almost lost his mind. An old monk actually dared to threaten his family in his own home. If Han Du hadn't thought to himself,
I may not be able to outdo this old monk. I had already picked up a brick from the ground and knocked him down.
Although I have little psychological relationship with the Han family, I am physically the eldest son of the Han family. Moreover, the Han family has never treated me badly. Now, due to the physical relationship, I have begun to accept it psychologically.
I am a member of the Han family.
This old bald donkey actually dares to use his father and mother to threaten him!!!
Just when Han Du was about to roll up his sleeves and have a fight with him, his mind was spinning, and Han Du thought of a question. He gave the old bald donkey a meaningful look and asked: "I heard that my mother said that you
He is the person who has studied the Great Compassion Mantra the most deeply in Tianjie Temple, right?"
"Donor Han is overly praised. I only devote myself to Buddha. As long as it is a Buddhist scripture collected by Tianjie Temple, I will get involved. As for the Great Compassion Mantra, it is just one of the Buddhist scriptures that I have dabbled in. There is nothing special about it."
Yan Ne's words were extremely plain, as if he really didn't care about these false claims.
But Han Du could clearly feel a hint of arrogance from his demeanor when he spoke. What about the promised Buddhist monk? What about the promise of the four elements being empty? It turns out that he is just a mortal like ordinary people.
Thinking of this, Han Du felt confident and said with a smile: "I also have a Great Compassion Mantra here. Although it is not as subtle as the master's explanation, it has a different taste. Master, do you want to listen to it?"
Can you also say the Great Compassion Mantra?
Yan Ne didn't believe it, because when he saw Han Du for the first time, he knew from the way Han Du looked at him that Han Du was not a person who worshiped incense and Buddha at all. Such a person would be familiar with Buddhist scriptures and would go to
Studying the Great Compassion Mantra carefully? Are you kidding me?
And Yan Ne clearly saw the extremely playful expression on Han Du's face when he said this, and couldn't help but feel a little in his heart. He understood that the Great Compassion Mantra that Han Du said was probably not a good thing. But he thought to himself
In studying the Great Compassion Mantra carefully, let alone Tianjie Temple, there is no one in the entire world of Buddhism who can surpass him. Han Du has no understanding of Buddhism at all, so how can he have a Great Compassion Mantra that can compete with his own?
This is "knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, but prefer to go to the tiger mountains".
"Since Mr. Han has this intention, I am all ears!"
"Okay!" When Han Du saw that Monk Yan Ne had agreed, he was even more excited than him and couldn't help but clapped his hands.
Yan Ne's eyelids continued to beat violently involuntarily, and a bad premonition lingered in his heart like a shadow.
"Then it's settled, but this Great Compassion Mantra of mine doesn't sound very good to me. In three days' time at the Jiaofang Department, how about I respectfully await the arrival of Master?"
"Amitabha, just follow what the donor said."
The next day, Han Du came to the Jiaofang Division early in the morning and asked Aunt Li to gather all the female singers. Based on various requirements such as appearance, voice and other temptations, Han Du chose a female singer named Xiangxue. Let her
Come and sing this Great Compassion Mantra, of course it is a modified version of the Great Compassion Mantra.
Xiangxue had originally learned singing and dancing music in Jiaofangsi, so there was no problem in singing a song. But what made her embarrassed was Han Du's request, asking her to sing the Great Compassion Curse to Yan Shi Mei Xing, Yao Shi Mei Xing.
The smell of anger.
Fortunately, Xiangxue just felt a little embarrassed and did not refuse Han Du. Under Han Du's constant corrections, Xiangxue learned the Great Compassion Mantra in just two days. And because Xiangxue's beauty was originally top-notch, plus
In addition to the makeup, when she sang the Great Compassion Mantra, it was no longer a demonic aura, but an evil aura.
With everything ready, Han Du sat firmly on the high platform and waited for the arrival of Monk Yan Ne in the Jiaofang Division.
Three days later, Yan Ne actually came to the Jiaofang Division as promised. But this time he did not come alone, but with a team of monks. It seemed that he was determined to win today and take Yao Yue away no matter what.
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The Jiaofang Division was closed and no outsiders were allowed to enter. Although Yan Ne was invited by Han Du, so there was no problem in entering, but the group of monks behind him were not allowed to enter.
But Yan Ne led the monks and strode into the gate of Jiaofangsi without any intention of letting the monks stop.
As a result, they naturally received a stress response from the Jiaofang Division. The same group of soldiers rushed out from the Jiaofang Division and crossed Yan Ne. On the way forward, the party group of monks faced each other tit for tat without giving in.
When Han Du saw Yan Ne leading the monks so unscrupulously, his face suddenly became extremely ugly. He asked in a deep voice: "Master, what do you mean?"
"Amitabha, my Buddhism is so vast that I can naturally enter it, don't you think so, Donor Han?" Yan Ne looked at Han Du with a smile.
Han Du's face was extremely gloomy. This monk came well prepared. Now there are only four pitiful soldiers in the Jiaofang Division, but the monks opposite have eight, which is twice as many men. And the monks opposite
They all looked big and powerful, and Han Du was a little worried that once he started taking action, his soldiers would suffer.
The situation is somewhat unfavorable to me.
Han Du looked at the female musicians watching the excitement and suddenly had an idea. He whispered a few words to Grandma Li.
A smile suddenly appeared on Aunt Li's face. She gave Monk Yan Ne a meaningful look, then turned around and called some female musicians over to discuss the matter.
The soldiers of Shanziying had already put their palms on the handles of their swords, waiting for Han Du to give the order.
At this tense moment, a group of female musicians suddenly rushed in between them and the monks. Their enchanting figures waved their fragrant handkerchiefs at the monks.
"Uncle, come in and play!"
"That's right, come and play. To be honest, I've only been working in the Jiaofang Division, but I've never seen a monk come here..."
Not only did the female musicians stick to the monk when they saw him, they also raised and lowered their hands, deliberately puffing up their chests and squeezing towards the monk.
Have any of these monks ever seen such a battle?
Suddenly, they felt the fragrant wind blowing on their faces, and the cold jade fingers wandered over their bodies a few times. Not only did it not calm them down, but it actually added fuel to the fire and made their evil fire suddenly strong. Feeling the squeeze
The warm and fragrant nephrite came over, and my body longed for it and pressed tightly against it.
This scene caused the monks to retreat hurriedly behind them as if they were avoiding snakes and scorpions.
It wasn't until they retreated to the street that the female musicians let them go. One by one, they stood outside the gate of the Jiaofangsi, pointing at the monks with their slender fingers, and laughing with their arms and legs trembling.