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Chapter 751 Aren't you forcing me to make mistakes!

Ming Dynasty, the capital of gods.

Yan Lei went to sort out the list of "talents", and Yang Fan himself took some time off, and continued to wander around Nancheng with his hands behind his back like an idle young man.

Compared with Dongcheng, where wealthy families gather, the buildings in Nancheng are slightly older, but they are no less prosperous and lively.

Especially during this period, due to the arrival of many students and warriors in Beijing, the place has become extremely lively, and everything is in a state of excitement.

"But, where is the promised master of Tianguan?"

Yang Fan is full of expectations.

After successfully capturing Zhang Congxin, Yang Fan became a lot more courageous.

With the slave seal in my hand, I own the world!

Since we have the means to control our body and mind, why worry about the rebel team not growing?

However, he looked eagerly here and there, but he didn't see anyone.

After walking around for a while, the sky gradually darkened, and there were more sounds of warblers, bamboos, and harps on the originally bustling street, but it was the Goulan brothel on the street that opened for business.

"Get out of here, you stinking monk, try to squeeze in. If you come in again, be careful to break your dog's legs!"

"You want to play with women even if you don't give me money!"

At this moment, a shout of curses attracted Yang Fan's attention.

Yang Fan followed the sound and saw a young monk being kicked out of the brothel by two big men.

The young monk fell to the ground and was covered in mud, but his attitude was surprisingly good: "Amitabha, why is the donor so angry?"

"The young monk is also here to help those who are in need. Although he has nothing to offer at the moment and is short of money, I, the Buddha, am still giving alms physically. I think all the female donors should also understand the young monk's temporary distress."

"By your actions, you are blocking the merits of the female donors!"

The little monk shook his head with pity.

"Bah! Bullshit merit!"

"Little monk, I think you are lucky. You escaped a little while ago, and now you dare to come out and cheat!"

"Go away, let us see you again, we will skin you carefully!"

The two rough men didn't listen to the little monk's words at all. They looked like they would beat you if you dared to speak again.

"well!"

The young monk sighed, clasped his hands, and said with compassion on his face, "If you don't receive the merits of my Buddha, you will definitely suffer misfortune. All living beings will suffer..."

As he spoke, he turned and left.

Then, he walked straight towards a slightly higher-standard brothel next door.

"..."

The two big men looked at each other and laughed angrily.

What the other party said just now really made the two of them murmur in their hearts.

I really thought that the other party was some kind of hidden master who came to play in the world of mortals. When I saw this scene, I immediately relaxed.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"He's just a crooked monk!"

"If you come out to cheat at such a young age, you might not even be a monk!"

The two of them hugged their shoulders and looked at the little monk with sideways eyes. Sure enough, after a while, the little monk was thrown out again by four or five thugs from the brothel next door.

People on both sides looked at each other and laughed loudly.

"You come to our place to eat and drink for free. You, a monk, are really ungrateful!"

However, the young monk's face was obviously thick-skinned, and he repeated the above words again, showing an expression that the world was declining and people's hearts were not as old as they used to be.

"I thought that your brothel would be more reasonable because of its larger scale, but I didn't expect that after all, you are still a bunch of vulgar people!"

"Destined to have no fate with my Buddha."

Seeing that they still refused to give in, the young monk patted the dirt on his body, looked like you had missed the opportunity, and turned around to leave.

During this process, Yang Fan kept looking at the little monk, his eyes gradually narrowed, and a flash of light flashed under his eyes.

It was not that he was surprised by the young monk's shamelessness, but that Yang Fan vaguely felt that the young monk's body was actually covered with a vague layer of Buddha's light.

"Where did this little monk escape from?"

"What a profound state!"

In the recent massacre of temples by Jin Sui, the number of monks near the sacred capital was reduced by more than half, and only Fahua Temple barely escaped.

"I don't know how old Fan is doing now."

Yang Fan was thinking about things, but subconsciously followed the little monk.

It just so happened that the night was dark and windy, so it was just the right time to do something.

After all, a young monk who is in the Ninth Level Buddha Realm and who is one with the Dharma is already qualified to be his slave and accept his servitude!

And here, the young monk was rejected by the brothel several times in a row. Finally, he showed a hint of annoyance and walked on the street, mumbling something.

"The brothels that the young monk has walked through include not only five hundred, but also three hundred. Who dares to treat me like this?"

"You are a bunch of ignorant pariahs. You dare not recognize the true face of my Buddha, and you have repeatedly rejected this young monk. You really deserve the wrath of my Buddha! You must give them a good look tonight!"

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

His voice was as thin as a mosquito. If Yang Fan hadn't used his magical power to illuminate his voice, he might not have been able to hear his whisper at all.

"What a good monk."

Yang Fan had to sigh in his heart.

Sure enough, the little monk didn't go very far before he changed the road and turned back quickly. It was obvious that his target was the brothels that had just rejected him!

Under the cover of night, he squatted in front of a house, his soil-stained robes rustling in the wind, like a night owl preparing to hunt!

Yang Fan leaned on the side of the road and could clearly see the young monk as the center, with strands of black light emanating from him.

Like a large and fine net, it began to slowly wrap around one of the brothels. Not long after, the sound of falling to the ground began to be heard one after another.

The little monk looked at this scene with compassion on his face.

Yang Fan quickly glanced at the brothel and found that the people inside were not dead, but just unconscious, so he could continue to watch at leisure.

He wanted to see what the young monk was going to do.

Sure enough, as the sound inside completely disappeared, the little monk's figure flashed and landed in front of the window on the second floor of the brothel like a ghost.

With a slight leap, he entered the brothel.

The next second, the appearance of this brothel began to slowly become dim, and the bricks and tiles gradually became mottled, as if it was about to be separated from the real world.

All this, under the cover of night, did not attract anyone's attention.

"Separation of two realms?"

Yang Fan squinted his eyes, and with a movement of his body, he appeared in the brothel, standing condescendingly on the roof.

Swipe down.

Yang Fan saw that the young monk was like a hard-working little bee, moving the brothel girls one by one into the hall on the first floor.

Some were already disheveled, and some were simply wrapped in quilts.

The young monk casually kicked the male guests aside and gathered all the women in the brothel together before showing a satisfied smile.

"Alas, female donors, all living beings are suffering. You have fallen into the world and suffered all kinds of misfortunes in the world. Today, I will teach you a little monk to help you escape!"

"Amitabha!"

The young monk faced the group of women, nodded slightly, and clasped his hands together.

Then, the body began to slowly change, revealing a huge Dharmakaya.

Even more terrifying than the Bodhisattva with Thousand Arms and Thousand Eyes revealed by the Buddha in white that day, this is actually a Buddha of Great Joy with one body and two bodies, hugging each other!


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