The young monk stood under the eaves, raised his head and said, "Can you come down and fight?"
The two monsters above ignored him and continued to fight inextricably until a wooden pillar hit the young monk head-on.
He pointed his hand and "bang", the whole wooden pillar exploded into sawdust, blowing the two monsters on the house.
The two monsters waved their hands to drive away the sawdust, then stopped and saw the little monk below.
"Who are you?" The green-skinned monster, who was dressed in red and was preparing to meet the so-called coming of age girl, looked at the little monk uncertainly.
The tail monster also looked at the little monk.
"Amitabha." The young monk clasped his hands together, raised his head and said with a smile, "Why don't you put this girl down and let's talk slowly?"
The girl in the hands of the green-skinned monster was so frightened that her face turned pale and she was shaking like chaff.
"Hey." The green-skinned monster smiled and lifted the girl in his hand, "What, you, the little monk, have also fallen in love with this girl?"
He licked the girl's face and said, "It's a pity that she can't be the bride tonight, she has to be my meal."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stared at the tailed monster sternly, "Tell you, I have to take this girl away tonight, or the worst is possible!"
The tail monster glanced at the girl, his face was pale and pear-shaped, which made people pity, "Idiot, you don't know how to cherish the beauty of the girl."
They started fighting again, not caring about the young monk under the house.
The young monk had no choice but to turn around and call to the bamboo monster, "Hurry up and move the ladder. I'll go up and argue with them."
The little monk picked up the flower and pointed out that it was unparalleled in the world, except that it could not fly.
There was no ladder, but fortunately the house was very short. The little monk asked the monster on the bamboo pole to squat down. He stepped on the monster's shoulders and climbed up into the house.
"Stop!" The little monk stood up straight, "If you don't stop, I won't be polite."
Neither of the two monsters paid attention to him.
The tailed monster said to the green-skinned monster: "Okay, I've been hungry for you for so many days, why didn't you starve to death?"
"I only eat meat occasionally, unlike you, who is so wicked and has no buttocks," said the green-skinned monster.
"You green-skinned guy, who are you saying doesn't have buttocks?" the tail monster said.
"You have it, can you show it and take a look?"
"Okay." The tail monster flicked its tail, almost hitting the green-skinned monster, and then raised its tail, "Did you see it?"
The green-skinned monster was startled, this monster was so shameless, and it was so shameless.
He just stretched his head forward, "pop", a tail whipped him, and the green-skinned monster flew away and fell to the ground.
"Hey." The little monk looked at it and jumped down again.
Also jumping down with him was the tailed monster.
The green-skinned monster finally fell into the trap, and now is the chance to take advantage of his illness to kill him.
The tailed monster volleyed towards the green-skinned monster, attacking with both hands, tail, and feet at the same time, threatening to kill the green-skinned monster.
The green-skinned monster was lying on the ground. Seeing that he couldn't dodge, he directly pulled the girl next to him to stand in front of him, hoping to avoid the blow.
"stop!"
Seeing that neither side gave up, and the girl was about to die at the hands of the demon, the young monk took action.
He made a diving leap and stopped between the two monsters. Then he held a flower in his left hand and hit the tail monster that came from the air.
The bamboo pole monster standing under the eaves only heard a "puff" sound, and the tail monster still in the air spattered a coquettish blood flower from its chest.
"Bang", the tail monster fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
The green-skinned monster stuck his head out to check, but his face was splattered with blood.
"you you…"
The green-skinned monster didn't bother wiping away the blood and stared blankly at the little monk. At this time, his fingertips had already touched the green-skinned monster's forehead.
"I persuade you with nice words, why don't you listen, hey..." The little monk shook his head.
The green-skinned monster asked for mercy, and "poof", a hole appeared in his forehead.
"You, you..." The green-skinned monster looked at the little monk blankly, "You are awesome, you, you should have told me earlier."
As soon as he finished speaking, the green-skinned monster's eyes lost color.
The people in the village had already arrived at the backyard and were shocked to see the young monk killing two monsters without mercy in an instant.
The woman was also stunned, not expecting that this young monk really had some abilities.
She was prepared in her heart, quickly recovered her senses, carefully walked around the two monster corpses, and helped the girl to the villagers.
This poor child was already frightened and looked embarrassed.
The young monk wiped his hands with his monk's robe, clasped his hands together, and nodded slightly to the people watching, "Amitabha."
Only then did the people wake up.
The old man who led them into the village pointed at the young monk with his crutch.
"You, you..." He tapped the cane, "Look at the good things you have done! Didn't I tell you to stay in the house, don't come out, and stop meddling in other people's business!"
The bamboo stick monster was still waiting for people to burst into tears of gratitude. Hearing this, he frowned.
"Hey, you old man, our little master has done two great harms to you, so forget it if you don't thank us. Anyway, our little master is still wrong," he said.
"Not only are you wrong, you are absolutely wrong!" the old man jumped to his feet and cursed, "We in the village are going to be killed by you!"
"Old man, please explain it clearly to me." Seeing the young monk's confused face, the bamboo pole monster complained for the young monk.
"You can't kill all the monsters. Just kill this gentleman..."
The old man pointed at the tail monster, "There will be monsters that will harm the village. What if the monster is more cruel?"
The old man said angrily, "Can you promise to stay in the village forever to protect us? Or should we ask for our own blessings and pray that next time we come to the monster, we will be easy to deal with?!"
"I..." The little monk was speechless.
He vaguely felt that he was wrong, but then he told himself that he was right.
In the end, the little monk didn't know whether he was wrong or not.
He could only look at the people in front of him with confusion, the villagers who glared at him.
"They are monsters, they are harming you, they should be the ones you hate." The bamboo stick monster was very puzzled.
He took a step forward and tried to defend himself, but saw the people all taking a step back.
"Shut up!" The old man knocked with his cane, "Let's go! Please leave the town! You are not welcome in our village!"
"You..." The bamboo stick monster wanted to speak, but was stopped by the young monk.
"Go and pack up and pay homage," the young monk said.
"No, let's..." Seeing the little monk insisting, the bamboo stick monster stamped his feet. What happened to the world? He couldn't stand a single monster anymore.
The luggage was simple and the bamboo pole monster quickly packed it up and walked out.
The young monk clasped his hands together again and said, "I'm sorry for disturbing you."
All the villagers looked at them angrily and said nothing.
The young monk bowed to say goodbye and led the bamboo stick monster out of the village.
The bamboo stick monster was cursing on the way out of the village, "These people are all used to it. If you ask me, if you give them a thumbs up, they will all be honest."
The little monk didn't speak.
It wasn't until they left the village that they walked more than ten steps when they heard footsteps behind them.
"Little Master, stay." The person behind shouted.
They stopped, turned around, and saw that the woman who was chasing them was the woman who had brought them food.
The bamboo stick monster subconsciously took a step back, as he didn't want to throw himself into his arms again.
The woman glanced at the bamboo pole monster, bent down and saluted the young monk, "Little master, do you remember what you said to me?"
The little monk didn't answer, just looked at her.
"As long as it's right, just stick to yourself." The woman smiled and said, "Don't pay attention to others."
"Amitabha." The young monk clasped his hands together and saluted again.
"Let's go." The woman handed a bag of dry food to the young monk, "Remember to pray for us in front of the Buddha, and pray that one day we will no longer place hope on monsters, but rely on ourselves to survive tenaciously."
The little monk raised his head and said seriously: "This day is not far away."
The woman was stunned.
"The son of the Godslayer is coming soon, and he is the son of King Donghuang." said the young monk.
"How did you know he was coming?" the bamboo stick monster interjected.
The young monk looked at the pot of grass and said, "Because there are friends in the Central Plains, and friends will not abandon their friends."