Chapter 1087 Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!
Looking at the women who were kneeling and crying on the ground, Yang Fan suddenly said: "Let's talk about the cause and effect of this matter in detail."
These women looked at each other, and one of them, who was crying so hard, said: "Reporting to the holy monk, we were born in poverty, and in order to survive, our family had to sell us to the temple!"
"However, the so-called Ming Fei method taught by the nunnery in the temple actually forced us, the abbot, and even the first fellow disciple of each monastery to do so!"
“We were even asked to accompany some dignitaries who came to the temple to offer incense!”
"Some sisters refused and were turned into flesh lotuses..."
Having said this, a strong look of fear appeared on the woman's face.
The woman next to her saw that she was unable to speak out because of fear, so she had no choice but to continue: "We have heard the name of the holy monk's mercy, and we only ask the holy monk to lend a helping hand to save our sisters from the sea of suffering..."
"Sisters like us, in the next life, we are willing to work as oxen or horses for the saintly monk to ride and drive, in order to repay the saintly monk's kindness!"
The women prostrated themselves on the ground.
The cry is moving.
However, Yang Fan's expression remained calm: "My Buddha is compassionate, it seems that this poor monk has to take action!"
After that, he stood up slowly.
But at this moment, a group of warrior monks holding iron rods and looking like bronze men broke in from outside. The leader of the black-faced monk frowned when he saw these women.
Seeing Yang Fan standing in the middle again, his brows furrowed even more.
He stepped forward, clasped his fists, and said, "I have met the holy monk! I came here in the middle of the night and caused so much trouble. Please forgive me for my sins!"
Yang Fan said calmly: "Since it is a disturbance, then you should retreat!"
The black-faced monk was suffocated when he heard the words, and after a while he said: "Holy monk, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding about this! These women were originally rescued by the abbot from outside, because they were confused by the gangsters, their innocence was lost, and they were mentally disturbed.
It has not recovered yet, so it is often difficult to tell where it is, and the monks in the temple are regarded as the original villains!"
After a pause, he said sincerely, "Holy monks, don't be deceived by their words!" "Holy monk, he is lying!"
When the women heard this, their faces changed drastically. They grabbed Yang Fan's monk's robe and shouted, "Holy monk, don't believe his words! He is a bad person! There were sisters who wanted to escape, but were beaten alive by him.
Die on the spot!"
"Please ask the holy monk to use his power to subjugate demons and suppress them!"
There was a whirlwind of voices.
But the black-faced monk kept angrily scolding these women for being ungrateful.
Seeing this scene, Yang Fan suddenly laughed.
The sudden laughter stopped the quarrels on both sides.
"Okay, let's stop the farce! Just follow the poor monk!"
Yang Fan glanced at the group of women and walked out.
The women looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and followed Yang Fan. Many of them had unconcealable joy in their eyes.
The black-faced monk stepped in front of Yang Fan and others and said, "Holy Monk, what does this mean? Do you really believe what these crazy women say?"
Yang Fan said calmly: "Get out of the way!"
"Holy monk, this is the internal affairs of our temple. If you don't know the truth, don't interfere!"
The black-faced monk grasped the iron rod with a little force, took a step forward, and said coldly: "Furthermore, the reason why these crazy women deliberately deceived you is because they took a fancy to your compassionate heart! Holy monk, don't you know
Can compassion also cause harm? If this ruins the reputation of our temple, you, holy monk, cannot afford it!"
"What is true cannot be false, and what is false cannot be true. This poor monk can make his own decision on this matter!"
Yang Fan said and continued to walk out.
The black-faced monk's face darkened, and he stabbed the iron rod hard on the ground, making a metallic clang sound: "Useless mercy! Since the holy monk intends to make things difficult, don't blame us for being rude! Come here,
General
Monk, please come down!"
After saying that, many monks behind him took a step forward.
His skin was golden and copper-colored, his muscles were knotted, and the iron rod was pointing straight at Yang Fan, like an iron wall, with an extremely domineering and overbearing aura!
This is the Bronze Man Formation!
The breaths are connected to each other, and they are integrated!
"Holy Monk, it's not too late to put down your ridiculous compassion now!"
The black-faced monk said calmly.
“How can compassion be ridiculous?”
Yang Fan sighed, stretched out his hand and took out his Buddhist instrument, "If you have compassion in your heart, you can also defeat demons!"
Six-tube blue fire Gatling appears again!
The black-faced monk looked at this strange Buddhist artifact and shouted expressionlessly: "Up!"
The group of monks swung their iron rods in an instant, and countless shadows of the rods intertwined, turning into a huge iron rod with a height of one hundred feet, and smashed it down towards Yang Fan!
"Namo Gatling Bodhisattva has six pure and depleted uranium bullets. He breathes three thousand six hundred times and saves the world with great compassion."
Yang Fan pulled the trigger, and the blue flame turned into a metal storm, instantly clearing everything in front of him!
What kind of bronze man formation, what kind of golden Arhat, turned into fragments all over the ground!
The flesh and blood exploded into smoke!
"No!"
The leading black-faced monk only managed to hold on for a few more breaths before ending up like the others!
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
Yang Fan blew the barrel of the cannon and recited a Buddhist chant.
When the women saw Yang Fan behaving like this, they were all surprised and happy.
But at this time, Yang Fan slowly turned around, and the Gatling gun barrel facing them suddenly lit up with a faint blue light again!
Then, blue light burst out!
"Holy Monk!"
This group of women was shocked, but how could they have the strength to resist in the face of such mercy? In an instant, they were reduced to pieces of flesh and blood all over the ground! A sea of blood!
Yang Fan stood in the blood on the ground, his moon-white monk's robe spotless, as if it were sacred!
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately!"
"I am the Buddha!"
Yang Fan put his hands together and looked solemn.
Swish swish swish.
But at this moment, the blood and broken arms and limbs were like mottled walls, gradually turning into nothingness. The warrior monk and the Buddhist concubine just disappeared like a dream.
A black figure slowly condensed into shape.
It’s Zhou He!
"What a man who put down his butcher's knife and became a Buddha immediately! This poor monk admires his compassion!"
Zhou He's eyes flickered, but he was filled with fear in his heart.
Yang Fan looked at Zhou He who walked out of the darkness and said, "The abbot is so complimentary!"
Zhou He put his hands together and saluted: "The test has passed! The holy monk should be one of the candidates for the Buddha! When the Ullambana Conference comes, I hope the holy monk can pick up the inheritance of the Buddha and become a Buddhist in the world!"
"hope so!"
Yang Fan nodded with a smile.
Zhou He slowly receded, and his figure once again turned into boundless darkness.
It wasn't until he left that the smile on Yang Fan's lips slowly faded. Looking at the place where the monks and concubines had just disappeared, his heart felt slightly cold.
What a test!
Because there is no such thing as confusion and illusion!
From the Buddha's concubine sacrificing herself, to the Buddha's concubine asking for help, to the warrior monk blocking the road, almost every step is trapped!
"Can you easily resist his mind power and fate power? It turns out that these people have become your incarnations, Zhou He? If I have even the slightest thought, I'm afraid I will fall into the trap immediately!"
In such a huge Buddhist temple, Zhou He is probably the only person from beginning to end!
Everyone else is an avatar!
"Let's see what your plan is on the day of the Bon Festival!"
Yang Fan sneered, pinched a token in his sleeve, rolled up his sleeves, and returned to the room.