Although the group of monks were very angry, they all exuded murderous aura, and they wanted to rush down the mountain immediately and get rid of the illegitimate elements who killed their spiritual Gu. However, they did not
They will run down the mountain with great momentum. They will not miss any of the pomp that should be paid attention to.
The white elephant carrying a pure gold seat on his back was led out. The old monk of the host jumped and jumped onto the seat and sat cross-legged. He waved his robes, rubbed the Buddhist beads with both hands, and chanted lightly
With a yell of Buddha's name, the murderous aura on his face disappeared instantly, and replaced by a hypocritical compassionate appearance.
If we just look at his appearance and expression at this moment, we are a monk who has no evil spirit at all. Not only the old monk who presided over, but the other monks who were still shouting and beating and killing the moment before have also raised them one after another
The prayer flags, canopy, wooden fish, Ruyi and other Buddhist instruments were divided into two rows and stood in front of Baixiang. Each of them looked solemn and solemn, and no matter how they looked, they looked like a Taoist monk.
What these demon monks in Miaoyun Temple are best at is to show off their hypocritical appearance. Over the past hundreds of years, countless people have been deceived by their illusion of compassion. Not to mention ordinary good men and women, even Mingyuan and Lu Wenqi
They were deceived by them and regarded them as the Buddhist sect. However, they did not expect that under their hypocritical skin, they were all evil internal elements that were extremely ugly.
After everyone was ready, the old monk of the presidency raised his right hand and pointed at the village where the lights were flashing at the foot of the mountain, shouting: "Go up, go down the mountain."
"Respect the law"
The two rows of monks standing in front of the white elephant responded in unison, walked out of Miaoyun Temple and headed down the mountain.
If someone sees these monks traveling at this moment, even those who do not believe in Buddhism will be deceived by the solemn appearance they show, and they will even regard the old monk who is sitting on the white elephant as a living Buddha.
So, this world is really a world that looks at faces
As long as you look good, you can deceive people. After all, no one can see clearly what this skin is like at a glance.
After leaving the temple gate, the monks quickly walked down the stone road in the mountains. Although the sky was completely dark at this moment, the light released by half a crescent moon and stars in the night sky was limited, and it was impossible to illuminate the road.
But neither monk nor white elephant had any influence at all. Their steadily steps were no different from the daytime at this moment.
After all, they are cultivators, and even the white elephant is a spiritual object with a spiritual orifice. This little darkness cannot affect them at all.
In just twenty or thirty minutes, the group of monks came to the foot of the mountain and walked into the village.
Hearing the sound, someone from the village came out to check the situation. When he saw these hypocritical monks, he was stunned at first, then he either clasped his hands together and bowed, or knelt directly on the ground and recited the Buddha's name.
As villagers who have lived within the sphere of influence of Miaoyun Temple for generations, they respect these monks in Miaoyun Temple very much. Of course, this is all because they were deceived by the hypocritical performance of the monks of Miaoyun Temple.
They knew that the reason why many people in the village suffered from strange diseases was because these demon monks used their bodies as pots to raise the poison. I was afraid that they would not respect these demon monks more.
"Amitabha, good evening for all donors." The old monk who was sitting cross-legged on the white elephant nodded and asked hi. The people in this village were not only the Gu cups they raised in the spiritual Gu,
It is also one of their stable sources of income. It is still necessary to give a good look.
The people in the village were all excited when they heard the greetings from the monk at the host.
For a moment, someone hurriedly replied to the host monk:
"Hello Master Chanxin. I haven't seen him some days, Master Chanxin's spirit has improved. I guess he has gained new achievements in Buddhism, right?"
"Hello, Living Buddha, I have just picked some good mountain delicacies recently and I will send them to the temple tomorrow so that the Living Buddha and the Masters can try it."
Some people were wonderingly muttering:
"Strange, why did these living Buddhas from Miaoyun Temple come down the mountain at night? Did something happen?"
"I haven't seen the Living Buddha, the host of Miaoyun Temple, go down the mountain for many years. Today I actually rode a white elephant down the mountain. I must have had something important, but I don't know, is it a good or a bad thing?"
Just as the villagers were whispering, the village chief rushed over after hearing the news, respectfully bowed to the old monk riding on the white elephant, and asked, "Living Buddha, why did you go down the mountain in the middle of the night?
What alarmed you?"
"Amitabha."
Zen Xin, who was riding on the back of the white elephant, first chanted the Buddha's name, and did not rush to answer the village chief's question. Instead, he raised his hand and pointed to a yard in front of him and asked: "Who is that family?"
"Ah... that's Sun Quan's home." The village chief replied, feeling confused and wondering why Zen Xin asked this.
Zen heart clasped his hands together, and his expression was solemn and solemn. He was like a Buddha worshipped in the temple and said in a deep voice: "Tonight, I was preaching to the monks in the Great Hall, but suddenly, I
I felt a demonic aura appearing in your village. After calculating, I found that your village will encounter a catastrophe tonight. We monks are compassionate and cannot stand by death without saving us. What's more,
Your village is just below our temple, and everyone is neighbors, so we can’t watch you lose your lives. So, the monks of our Miaoyun Temple went down the mountain together to come to your village to eliminate demons and protect your peace."
"ah?"
Chanxin's words frightened the village chief.
"Is there...the evil spirit in our village?"
Not only the village chief, but also the villagers around were frightened by these words. For a moment, various screams and begging were heard one after another:
"Demonic energy? A catastrophe? My God... Doesn't this mean that there are monsters in our village?"
"Living Buddha, all the holy monks, please help me. I don't want to die, nor do I want to be killed by monsters."
"Living Buddha is merciful, merciful, masters, please be sure to protect our village from peace and safety."
"Amitabha, donors, please don't be afraid. We went down the mountain to Guicun to get rid of these monsters," Chan Xin said in a deep voice.
"Living Buddha, you just asked Sun Quan's home... Could it be that those monsters are in Sun Quan's home?" At this time, a smart person remembered the previous question of Zen Xin and asked hurriedly.
"That's right." Chan Xin nodded.
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