Chapter 1307 The beginning of the real and fake Monkey King
Martial Arts: Immortal Life from the Deer and the Cauldron Text Volume Chapter 1307: The Beginning of the True and False Monkey King He didn’t want to expose his flaw like this, and there was no need to take this risk. He didn’t take it seriously even if it was just a six-eared macaque.
Here, if necessary, give some big gifts to Buddhists.
Tang Sanzang gave the group of robbers an ideological and moral lesson passionately. Since the group of robbers were all gagged, no one refuted.
But at this time, they had completely collapsed, half of them were smoked by their socks, and half of them were exploding in front of the fat monk's nagging mind.
"How are you, donors? Do you know that you are wrong?" Tang Sanzang took a sip of water and glanced around. He was very satisfied when he saw the expressions of these guys.
"Amitabha, since there is no one to speak, it seems that you have not realized your mistakes, so the poor monk has no choice but to continue to educate you." Tang Sanzang took a breath and continued to chant.
Two hours later, more than a dozen robbers burst into tears on the spot and began to cry.
Seeing a dozen burly men sobbing loudly, with tears streaming down their faces, and even the socks in their mouths getting soaked for a while, Tang Sanzang couldn't help but nodded with relief. All his hard work had indeed been in vain.
"Amitabha, all the donors, as the Buddha said, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. It is not too late for you to repent now. But since the evil deeds have been done, you don't have to be too regretful and sad. You can start a new life in the future.
If you change your mind, you will eventually achieve good results and gain enlightenment. Let these dozen donors go." Tang Sanzang felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart and raised his hand to order.
Wu Jing immediately turned into a gust of wind and released all the dozen robbers. However, after being freed, the robbers did not leave in a hurry. Instead, they looked at each other, hugged each other and cried, shedding tears of sadness.
The other robbers also looked at Tang Sanzang eagerly, hoping to be relieved. They were almost fainted by the smell of the socks, and were always on the verge of collapse.
Tang Sanzang glanced around and said, "As for you, you have not been moved by the principles taught by the poor monk. It seems that you are not sincerely repentant, so I cannot let you go for the time being."
In order to be rescued as soon as possible, these robbers did not care about their face, so they started crying like they did. Unfortunately, their faces were full of expressions, but their emotions were not in place. Their eyes were dry and there was not a single tear.
Tang Sanzang shook his head, "Donors, it seems that you haven't fully understood the poor monk's good intentions, so I have no choice but to teach you another lesson."
While the time was still long and he could drive as many people crazy as possible, Tang Sanzang began his speech again.
Speaking of getting up, he ordered Sun Wukong to go hunting. The three masters, apprentices and Qin Ran sat around in the woods, drinking wine and eating meat, feasting on the food, making these bandits greedy.
The fat monk started to behave like a slut again, holding up a fragrant pheasant leg, swinging it back and forth in front of the robbers, and then stuffing it into his mouth. These robbers were tortured until the end, and they were already psychologically numb. Not many of them really regretted it.
However, there are more than a dozen people facing mental disorders.
A person's nature is gradually formed over time. How could it be completely changed just because of some words of this fat monk? A country is easy to change, but a person's nature is hard to change.
After a busy day, Tang Sanzang finally got enough of his addiction and let the robbers go. However, after they were let go, most of the robbers had dull eyes, cried first and then laughed, and cried and laughed again, just like madmen.
With a wave of Qin Ran's hand, these bandits were sent to the prison in a nearby county.
The Buddhist scripture collection team continued to set off, and it was not until dark that they saw a farmyard, with flowers and trees, willows and willows, the wind blew the birds, the river in the distance flowed slowly, and the shepherd boy returned against the sunset, creating a peaceful scene.
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"Master Qin, is there no problem in this village?" Tang Sanzang asked. It was not that he was careless, but that he was afraid of being cheated.
"These are ordinary people's homes, and there are no monsters." Qin Ran shook his head. The owner of this village is the great philanthropist Mr. Yang, and his son is the second-in-command of the gang of robbers just now. This Mr. Yang is determined to
Unfortunately for Xiang Shan, he gave birth to an unworthy son. He was deceived by a group of robbers, joined the gang, and did all kinds of bad things.
I have been mentally tortured by Tang Sanzang for the whole day, and I almost collapsed, so I deserved it. Now he has been sent to prison, but according to the urine of Buddhism, if he wants to do things secretly and fish in troubled waters,
These bandits will definitely be released.
"Master, why are you so suspicious? You are more worried than me, maybe you are scared?" Sun Wukong said with a smile.
"Hmph, you damn monkey, haven't you suffered enough for your master?" Tang Sanzang said angrily. Along the way, he had completely summed up his experience, or he was caught by monsters. Most of these monsters had bad intentions.
The purpose is to eat his flesh. Either he was secretly framed by Buddhism and used a good name to test whether his determination to learn scriptures is firm. Both ends suffer.
Qin Ran went to knock on the door, and then an old man walked out of the manor,
"Where did the young master come from?" Old Master Yang saw that Qin Ran was handsome and handsome, so he spoke with great respect.
"We violated the orders of Emperor Tang and went to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. We were passing by this place when the sky was getting dark and came to disturb us."
"Sir, I see you are obviously a secular person, why do you want to seek Buddhist scriptures?" Old Master Yang asked in surprise.
"Old man, I'm not the only one here, there are also three Buddhist elders."
“Where are the three elders?”
"It's right next to the road."
Qin Ran pointed to a few people on the side of the road, and Tang Sanzang's master and disciples also came forward - to greet him, the old man glanced at Sun Wukong and Sha Seng, and was so frightened that he didn't even say hello, and slapped his legs.
Shivering, I wanted to walk to the back room.
Tang Sanzang quickly grabbed his sleeves and begged, "Old benefactor, please allow us to stay for the night if you are extremely merciful."
The old man was frightened and trembling all over. He pointed at Sun Wukong and Drifting Monk, and said at a loss for words, "They are monsters..."
Tang Sanzang laughed and said, "Don't be afraid, old man. My disciples are born like this. They don't look like monsters, they are all good people!"
The old man said with a sad face, "Grandpa, there is a Yaksha and a Thunder God, how come they are not monsters?"
Sun Wukong was furious on the spot. "You old man is really ignorant. Thunder God is my grandson and Yaksha is my great-grandson."
Sha Seng looked depressed. After all, he was much more handsome than Yasha.
The old man was so frightened that his face turned pale, his feet became weak, and he almost fell to the ground. Tang Sanzang quickly supported him and took advantage of the situation to enter the back room.
"Don't be afraid, old benefactor. My disciple has always been rude and can't speak." Tang Sanzang comforted him for a while, and then the old man gradually calmed down.
Chang'er Dingguangxian finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Tang Sanzang entering Mr. Yang's house.