But compared to the middle-aged monk, this monk is much younger. He has bare feet and wears a monk's robe that has been washed slightly white.
Ordinary appearance.
Calm look on his face.
His eyes are dull, with a soberness that sees through the worldly world, which makes people unconsciously become peaceful and peaceful when they first come into contact with him. He holds a dark black wooden fish in his left hand, which is unremarkable and slightly rough, giving people a sense of confusion.
Feel.
The two monks stood facing each other.
If the middle-aged monk has extraordinary bearing and is a rare eminent monk, this young monk is an all-too-common walking monk.
"this……"
Chongming looked at the two monks with an expression of surprise and uncertainty.
The two of Donghua wanted to cry but had no tears.
One bald donkey has tortured them almost to the point of collapse, and now there's another one!
Only Gu Han.
At just one glance, I was attracted by the wooden fish in the young monk's hand!
"Pity."
After glancing at the two Donghua people, the young monk spoke first and said regretfully: "If the poor monk had been given another three months, the two benefactors would have been fine."
"Bald donkey! I'm warning you!"
Hearing this, Donghua's eyes turned red on the spot, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't go too far!"
"It's too much to bully others! It's too much!"
Taishu Qi's eyes immediately turned red, and the strips of cloth on his body were fluttering, as if they were about to explode at any moment.
"I tolerate everything, but you are so aggressive...why...for..."
The words are not finished yet.
He was already held tightly by Donghua.
"Calm down!"
He reminded in a low voice: "Together, we are no match for him. If we fight him, we are asking for trouble!"
I saw the two of them looking collapsed.
Chongming suddenly asked curiously: "What on earth did he do to you?"
It can be seen.
Although these two people are described as embarrassed and disheveled, like them, they are also semi-immortal existences. If placed in a big world, they are below one person and above tens of thousands of people. They cover the sky with one hand. They have great authority and are respected by countless people.
of venerable.
But now...
It's more visible.
The two of them were driven crazy.
"This bald ass!"
Donghua's heart ached, and he couldn't help but feel sad. He pointed at the young monk and said: "He...he said that there is a tribulation force lurking in us. If we don't eliminate it and let the tribulation force grow stronger, it will definitely lead to a catastrophe. We will be robbed by the tribulation force."
Under the control, the body transforms into the body of a calamity spirit!"
"Then!"
Taishu Qi echoed: "We just believed his lies and got on his pirate ship!"
"Then!"
Donghua said sadly: "I will never come down again!"
Everyone was confused after hearing this.
After taking a closer look at the two of them, I immediately discovered that there were faint traces of the invisible tribulation force lingering on their bodies. It seemed that just as the young monk said, the two of them had already been taken advantage of by the tribulation force and lurked within their bodies.
"What he said makes sense."
Chongming pondered for a moment and then said something fair: "No one can be spared from the catastrophe. Even your cultivation level and mine can't escape the influence of the catastrophe. This bald donkey is doing it for your own good."
"really."
Gu Han nodded and said, "This is normal."
"Normal shit!"
Donghua was so angry that his eyes were red: "Do you know how he helped us resolve the disaster!"
"How?"
"Sing!"
What?
Everyone was stunned!
"right!"
Uncle Tai gritted his teeth and emphasized: "And it's a children's song!"
Gu Han: "???"
Chongming: “???”
In their strange eyes.
Uncle Qi shivered and took out a yellowed book from his shorts.
The corners of Gu Han's mouth twitched fiercely.
"Where is your storage ring?"
"..."
Taishu Qi did not answer directly, but just glanced at his shorts, with a hint of resentment in his expression.
Gu Han understood.
My pants are almost gone, where are the storage rings?
"You two, what do you call us?"
"Donghua, uncle."
After confirming the identity of the two people again, Gu Han shook his head secretly, glanced at the slightly yellowed book, and his eyelids twitched again!
The books are a bit curled.
It seems to have been read many times.
There are no words on the cover, only a few strokes, which outline the rough images of two young children.
no doubt!
It’s just a children’s song, and it’s a crappy children’s song that can be found everywhere in the world!
"you……"
Chongming glanced at the two of them and said strangely: "Did you really sing?"
"I can't do it without singing."
Donghua Donghualin pointed to his face and gave a very euphemistic way of saying: "We can't beat him."
Chongming looked strange.
He turned and looked at the young monk: "Did you hit him?"
"Amitabha."
The young monk sighed softly and said: "The two donors did not understand Mahayana Buddhism, so the poor monk had to use his fists and kicks to help them achieve enlightenment."
Chongming: "..."
Donghua and Taishu looked at each other angrily.
It's just...but I dare not be angry and dare not speak.
"Bald donkey."
Chongming suddenly sympathized with the two people's experience, and said seriously: "You can't kill someone without a nod, you've gone too far."
"No."
The young monk shook his head and sighed: "The great calamity comes from all living beings. There is evil in the hearts of all living beings, so they have to bear the fire of boundless karma. In this world, only children's hearts are the clearest and most pure. They use children's songs to transform the power of calamity. This poor monk
The method I came up with after thinking hard for a long time actually works well.”
"Two benefactors."
As he said that, he glanced at Donghua and the two again, and said regretfully: "Nine out of nine Buddhists have returned to their true form, and there is still one less time to go."
"Nine-nine?"
Gu Han was stunned: "They sang it eighty times?"
"Of course not."
The young monk gave a precise number: "It is eight thousand and ninety-nine times."
Gu Han: "..."
he thinks.
Now even if Donghua and Taishu sing this song backwards or dance, he won't have any surprises!
"Bald Donkey, I'll fight you!"
"Ahhh, why are you forcing me!!!"
Donghua and his two men broke through the defense on the spot.
Uncle Tai took the book of children's songs, stabbed it a few times, tore it into pieces and smashed it into pieces. The pieces of paper fell down like snowflakes.
"well."
The young monk sighed: "Unfortunately, it is too late after all, and you..."
Said.
He looked at the middle-aged monk who had been silently reciting scriptures and said, "I came a step early."
"Had to come."
The sound of the Buddha's trumpet stopped, and the middle-aged monk clasped his hands together and sighed: "My Buddha is merciful and saves Cihang. If the poor monks had come a little later, these two benefactors would have completely sunk into the boundless sea of suffering and never been reincarnated.
Already."
A thud!
Donghua and his two men's hearts jumped suddenly!
"Bald...cough, Master."
Donghua said cautiously: "What do you mean?"
"Donor, don't be fooled by false appearances."
The middle-aged monk sighed softly: "Under the chaos, there are three thousand worlds, and there are also three thousand tribulation masters. Our Bodhi World is no exception. You only think that he is acting devilishly and does not respect common sense, and he is playing tricks on you."
Time, but I don’t know..."
Looking at the young monk.
He said with a calm expression: "His true identity is the Lord of Bodhi Tribulation."