"This little donor, is this road going to Deshan?"
The great monk Chengxin looked like he was smiling, pointing to the only yellow mud road in a village on the outskirts of Liucheng, and asked a boy with a runny nose and a lollipop in his hand.
The boy was only six or seven years old. He looked at the sincere monk in front of him with a confused look, smiling like Maitreya Buddha. He shook his head in confusion, and then nodded again.
"Is it yes or no?"
The great monk Chengxin asked again as if he was talking to himself.
The boy nodded, then shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.
"Goudan, what are you going to do again?"
From the brick house nearby, a middle-aged woman came out, knocked on the edge of her rice bowl, and cursed angrily at the boy: "You melon boy, if you don't hurry up and come back to eat, what are you doing there? Hurry up and give it to me."
I’ll come back and eat.”
Goudan sniffed the snot that was almost flowing to his mouth, licked the lollipop, turned around and ran towards the middle-aged woman.
"You bastard, where did you get the lollipops? You don't eat well and you only think about eating snacks all day long. Did you steal my money to buy them?"
The middle-aged woman glared and cursed at the boy.
"The great monk gave it to me!"
The boy pointed at the old monk Chengxin and shouted while avoiding the middle-aged woman's raised slap.
The middle-aged woman glanced at the old monk Chengxin suspiciously. In the past, there were always monks and Taoists seeking sutras and alchemy in the village. Every time, they would open their mouths and say nice things to ask for money. I have never seen anything like this.
It's a lollipop. Could it be that this lollipop is asking for money again?
It's not easy to take advantage of these monks. When these people speak, it means that the Buddha is taking care of you. When they shut up, it means that God will bless you. Rural people are all in good luck. Everyone likes to hear good things. If you are really favored by the Buddha, it will be a risk to your ancestors' graves.
Qingyan's good thing, but this good thing needs money to buy it!
Thinking of money, the middle-aged woman's face dropped. She looked at the little boy anxiously and said to herself, "You greedy bastard, you can eat lollipops if others give you them, and you won't be afraid of being drugged and kidnapped!"
"Stop, stop, you little bastard, didn't I tell you not to eat what others give you? That's how the iron pillar of Zhang Laowen's house next door was overturned and kidnapped. Have you forgotten?
?”
The middle-aged woman said, grabbed the boy's wrist, threw the lollipop to the ground, raised her hand and gave the boy two butts: "Get back here quickly."
The boy may have been hurt by the beating, maybe because he felt sorry for the lollipop. Looking at the lollipop on the ground, tears of grievance immediately flowed down his face.
"This is the lollipop given to me by the great monk, not someone else!"
The boy cried out in grievance, wiping his tears, and actually ran and hid behind the great monk Chengxin.
The middle-aged woman looked at the great monk Chengxin strangely, thinking that this monk was not good at witchcraft. With just a glance, the boy was fascinated and went crazy. The two of them were better than being close to the child's father. This was definitely not true.
It’s normal!
Middle-aged women like to gossip in the village. Parents are short-tempered. They once heard people say how powerful those kidnappers and traffickers in the city are, and they can make their children follow them obediently with just a few words.
And many of those children were abducted and sold.
Of course, the end result of many children is even more miserable, that is, their legs are broken or disabled, and they are put on a small sledge and asked for money. The fate of these children is extremely miserable, and they are tortured by others all day long.
Those who have to be beaten or scolded cannot even get enough to eat.
When the middle-aged woman thought of this, she felt more and more frightened by the monk in front of her. If her child had his legs broken and looked pitiful, and then let this big monk follow behind him asking for money, that would be really terrible.
You can fool a lot of people!
The middle-aged woman became more and more anxious as she thought about it, and cursed angrily: "Get here quickly, get here!"
However, the boy was already frightened by her, and he was not willing to leave behind the great monk Chengxin. He just grabbed the monk's loose robe and kept hiding behind him.
The more he hid, the more anxious the middle-aged woman became, stomping over and trying to catch the boy.
"You witch, stop it!"
The middle-aged woman was about to grab the boy, but she felt like something was grabbing her wrist, which was painful.
When she lowered her head and looked down, she saw a large, bronze-skinned hand holding her wrist like a pair of pliers.
The middle-aged woman didn't understand why the great monk looked white with white hair and beard. He must be sixty or seventy years old. How could his skin be so tender without even an age spot?
Moreover, the voice of the old monk Chengxin did not sound that old, but was full of confidence, like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.
This must be a fake monk, otherwise how could this happen?
And if you listen to the tone of his voice, witch, who are you calling witch?
Thinking of this, the middle-aged woman became very angry and shouted at the old monk Chengxin: "Let go, please let go quickly, if you don't let go, I'm calling someone!"
The middle-aged woman didn't wait for the old monk Chengxin to let go and shouted: "Here comes someone, it's rape, the old monk is being shameless!"
"Here comes someone, the old monk has taken advantage of you, you are so shameless!"
The old monk Chengxin had a bad temper. He had killed many foreign devils in those days. His iron fist struck the world, and many people were intimidated. He always spoke with his fists. When had he ever been so entangled with a woman?
Moreover, in his era, men were superior to women, and he had never seen such a fierce woman. He couldn't help but shouted angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? If you continue to talk nonsense, I will kill you!"
The middle-aged woman was a well-known shrew from all over the country. When she had been wronged and heard the reprimand of the old monk Chengxin, she immediately hugged the old monk's arm and shouted heartbreakingly: "Old monk
The monk is acting like a hooligan, come here, the old monk is shameless!"
She shouted with a loud voice, and the villagers in this small village didn't live too far away. When they heard the shouting, they all came out to watch the fun.
Xiangxi has a tough folk custom, and men rushed out one after another. However, they saw an old monk grabbing a middle-aged woman's wrist, and the middle-aged woman shouted in all directions. The men immediately became angry and picked up the man one by one.
Carrying poles, small bamboo chairs, and iron rods all rushed toward the old monk.
"A monk is acting like a hooligan, do you want to be shameless?"
A man waved the pole in his hand and patted the old monk on the head.
'Amitabha!'
The great monk Chengxin recited the Buddha's name and did not dodge or dodge, but a circle of light bloomed on his bare head.
‘Pa…’
The carrying pole hit the great monk Chengxin on the head and broke immediately.
The man saw the pole in his hand split into two parts and was stunned for a moment!
Everyone was dumbfounded. Some of the men were unable to stop themselves, and many weapons still hit the great monk on the back of the head, arms, and even legs.
‘Pah bang pah…’
Amidst the shattering sound, the small bamboo chair that hit Monk Chengxin on the back of the head was shaken apart. The steel pipe that hit Monk Chengxin's arm was bent at ninety degrees.
The most brutal thing was a nail rake, which had a row of rake teeth broken off.
"Nah! This old guy is really good at it!"
"You know nothing, this is a golden bell and an iron shirt!"
"Tongzi Kung Fu?"
A group of men were talking about it, how dare they believe what was happening in front of them.
But the facts forced them to believe it.
A group of people were so frightened that they all knelt on the ground facing the great monk Chengxin, calling the holy monk repeatedly!
The boy hiding behind the great monk looked at the great monk Chengxin with eyes of envy and adoration.
The great monk Chengxin looked at the middle-aged woman at this moment: "You just insulted me, and you also brought so many people to beat me. This is an original sin and you deserve to die!"
Saying that, the great monk raised his hand without hesitation and pointed a finger on the middle-aged woman's eyebrow!
A blood-red hole appeared, and the middle-aged woman died on the spot.
He actually killed someone!
And the killing was so clean and neat.
The men in the village were all frightened. Where had they seen such a bloody person, killing people with just one sentence?
"Come together and beat him to death!"
Several men got up from the ground, picked up their weapons, and rushed forward again.
"You dare to show respect to me and you will be treated as an accomplice and should be punished!"
After the great monk Chengxin finished speaking, he continued to take action! (To be continued)