"Ghosts are despicable things. Even I can't look down on you, let alone you."
The tone of that voice was full of fear of ghosts, which made the fat monk breathe a sigh of relief.
"I understand, you are a god and demon from outside the world."
The fat monk thought of a possibility and his whole body trembled with excitement. There were actually gods and demons from outside the world sneaking into the human world.
Could it be that the defense line deployed by Buddhism outside the sky has been lost? This is big news!
"Gods and demons from outside the world? Hey, Buddhism spares no effort in dealing with those who slander different Taoists. You can call them that if you want."
The voice sounded, "If I don't come, I will definitely die without a burial place, but now, I will give you two choices."
The fat monk thought to himself, it was the same old thing again, asking himself whether he wanted to die or live.
"First, you live alone and leave the entire kingdom behind to escape; second, if you are willing, I have a way for you to save everyone in this kingdom."
The fat monk sneered and joked, who do you think you are, Ashuta or Arahant?
"Choose!"
It seems that in the other person's mind, rescuing the fat monk is readily available.
"Are you the God King from outside the world, or a heretic immortal?"
"A bunch of dry bones in the family also cooperate with me."
"The other party sounded disdainful and asked again, have you made your choice?"
In front of the fat monk's eyes were images of the people in the city, as well as the king who was respectful to him, as well as the cute, innocent, slim... princess, stop it, I can't think about it anymore.
He quickly made a decision, "I choose the second option."
The voice seemed very satisfied, "In this case, you must obey my command."
"First, take out all the Buddhist instruments and place them on the ground."
The fat monk didn't know why, so he followed the instructions and looked into space, "What are you doing?"
"Take off your belt and pee on it."
The fat monk's expression and movements froze. What a sin, and he was actually asked to surrender.
It is a serious sin in Buddhism to desecrate a dharma weapon. If something happens in the future, you will definitely be held accountable.
The other party wanted to completely cut off his escape route, and his intentions were vicious. He was indeed a god and demon from outside the world.
"Haha, that's a bit, haha, I've been so angry lately that I can't urinate."
"It's okay to spit."
The fat monk was furious. In your eyes, he was the same as above and below. He was intolerable.
"My friend, let's get together and relax. Since you are deliberately teasing me, I won't be angry. Please."
The fat monk thought to himself that by turning around and taking the little princess out of the city, he would be worthy of the king's courtesy. There was nothing he could do for the rest.
"Okay, you go out and take a look first, I'll wait."
Half a day later, the fat monk was panting and climbed over the high wall. The golden light on his body was so thin that only a layer of paper remained.
Under the monk's robe, he was dripping with sweat, and his hands were covered with sweat. He was in a state of embarrassment.
Among the ghosts outside the city, there were actually a few hungry ghosts who were comparable to Arhats. They cooperated with each other and made it impossible for him to find a way to escape.
It seems that Arhat led a group of monks to break out of the siege, attracting more and more powerful ghosts.
"It's over."
The fat monk touched the fat on his cheeks and couldn't help but feel sorry for himself. Could it be that his thin skin and tender flesh were taking advantage of that smelly evil ghost? Since he knew he was going to die, why not return to secular life immediately and marry the little princess?
Wife, will you accompany your father-in-law and the whole family to his death?
No, no, he shook his head, it's not the last moment yet.
"How about it? Have you thought about it?"
The fat monk nodded solemnly, "I understand, now I will pee for you to see."
By the way, they had just been charging for a while, and in order to save their lives, half of the remaining magical weapons were destroyed.
Now that I think about it, it's a waste of money. It's better to listen to the other party from the beginning. Whatever happened to the urine, it can still be used after washing it.
After a while, the air was filled with the smell of urine, and the fat monk felt a little embarrassed, but he gave it his sincerity.
"I believe you now. It's true that you said you were angry just now. It's yellow and slutty. This smell is just awesome."
The fat monk Wu Zheng smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't worry about this. Is there any way you can help me kill the ghosts outside the city?"
"It's easy, just cut off the fat from your body and share it with them."
He is simply not human, what are you talking about?
The fat monk was angry, "You are trying to amuse me, little monk. Even if I am broken into pieces, it won't be enough for every ghost outside the city to get a piece of minced flesh." The voice said easily, "If you don't have the determination to sacrifice yourself for others, how can you create anything?
Miracle? The Buddha preaches to save all sentient beings, but many people say it but few do it, so it is so precious."
"If you cut meat to feed ghosts today, if you do it well, not to mention saving a country's people, you might even be able to reach heaven and be favored by the Buddha." "Don't you deeply hate those monks for abandoning you? Think about it.
Look, when you become a big shot in the future, won’t they kneel at your feet and beg for mercy?”
The fat monk's heart was moved, but then he shook his head wildly, no, no, it would hurt too much to cut the flesh.
Besides, how can a flesh and blood body endure the torn slaughter? He comes from a butcher family and knows where the limits of ordinary people are. "You are indeed a god and demon from outside the world. You have evil intentions and tempted me to commit suicide. What are you doing?"
Heart?"
The voice said no more, "This is your only way to survive, and it is also your path to success."
"But what's in it for you?"
"You will find out in the future, now the choice is in your hands."
The fat monk hesitated and said, "If I choose to live alone, what suggestions do you have?"
"I don't have any suggestions, because you simply can't live alone, and the first option is death."
"So-called heroes are all forced to come out."
On top of the city wall, the fat monk had a tragic face and an open mind, exposing his snow-white chest to the strong wind, and his fat body trembled slightly.
Within the city walls, the king and countless people looked up to him, full of awe.
When he personally said that he would sacrifice himself to feed the hungry ghosts outside the city, everyone thought he was crazy.
No matter how big he is, the fat monk alone cannot fill the stomachs of countless ghosts, and this will only lead to his death in vain.
However, no one could stop the Buddhist monk, so today's scene happened.
"Everyone, listen up, my Buddhist sect has always said that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell, and this young monk believes it."
"The people are suffering, and the young monk is heartbroken."
When the fat monk said this, he glanced at the bottom of the city and was slightly disappointed not to see the little princess he liked.
"In order to save the people of a country, I am willing to cut my flesh and feed it to the ghosts. I hope that the ignorant ghosts will retreat after they are full and not hurt any of the people."
Having said this, he raised his knife and cut off a bloody strip of flesh from his chest, throwing it into the city.
The crowded group of ghosts suddenly became commotion, each one swarming around and fighting for fresh flesh and blood.
A long-lost voice rang in my ears, "Have you washed the urine off it?"
This sword is a Buddhist ritual weapon, and it was also the object of his peeing a few days ago, tsk!
The fat monk's tragic expression froze. Damn it, he forgot to wash it.
Why did you remind me? Did you do it on purpose? Why are all the gods and demons in the world so wicked and never do good things?