Chapter 64: The big deal, I will kill all the monks in the temple
Zhou Yi's voice was not loud.
But he is so straight-forward and cold-hearted that he does not contain any emotions.
When it fell on the ears of the two little people, it was like a thunder on the ground, making their bodies stiff and trembling, and they did not dare to move rashly.
Under the moonlight, the monk was dressed in white robes and stretched across the threshold. His right knee was bent, his left foot was half-crouched, his right arm was stretched out straight, placed on his knee, and his left hand was supported behind his knee. His comfortable posture was somewhat like that of the main hall.
The Bodhisattva next to him is sitting and playing.
What frightened the two young men even more was the invisible sword that hung high above the monk's head. If it was there or not, it could split open the mountains and lakes below with just a slight movement.
"Oh my god!"
"Run!"
After a brief moment of confusion, the two villains fled in panic in different directions.
Zhou Yi shook his head slightly: "This reaction is really not surprising at all."
To deal with two villains, he would not be extravagant enough to use the immortal sword energy.
The little man on the left had already jumped into the air and ejected ten feet away.
Zhou Yi raised his left palm and swept it directly.
The power of health-preserving energy drives the qi and blood in the body to surge upwards, turning into a violent tornado that gushes out from the palm of the hand in an instant.
This invisible force left the body and became Qi, and actually condensed into a hazy palm shadow in the air. Although it was simple and unpretentious, it was as fast as a shooting star and as powerful as a mountain.
Bang!
The villain didn't even make a cry before he was shot down from mid-air by Zhou Yi.
Its body fell to the ground.
Transformed from human form into a gray-white insect.
It looks a bit like cicadas.
He let out a roar like a human being, and then fell to the ground, his flat body no longer moving.
The little man running out to the right had half of his body buried in the soil. When he saw this scene, his eyes were red and he screamed "Crush the car."
As the voice fell, a white hand with slender fingers fell from the sky, held it, and then pulled it out of the soil.
"It's a car-breaker. Who are you?"
Zhou Yi asked softly.
A huge force comparable to that of an ox or a horse came from the palm of his hand.
But it was the little man who was struggling hard, trying to pry his fingers away.
In terms of strength alone, it has surpassed the guards of the Xu Mansion and is not inferior to the Qi Sen warriors.
But trying to break away from Zhou Yi's Wuzhishan Mountain was like a worm shaking a big tree, not overestimating its own capabilities.
After a while, the villain was exhausted and finally gave up.
"So-and-so is Xie Bao." The villain put his head in his hands and said dejectedly.
At this time, a line of small black characters appeared in the air——
'Xiaying Mountain, in the Yeguo Temple, there is an insect named Broken Car, with a body shape like a cicada, gray-white, good at jumping, likes to live in tall trees, and a sound like a human being... There is also an insect named Xie Leopard, with a body shape like a toad, and a round shape like a toad.
毬, likes to dig holes in the ground like a mole.'
"This temple is indeed very problematic."
Zhou Yi's eyes were complicated, his eyes flashed, and the small black words disappeared into the air again.
"The novice who welcomes guests and the young monk who visits you, who is he?"
"Senior Brother Zhanyou is a Polygonum multiflorum plant on the mountain. He just transformed into a monk two years ago."
"Where's Fa Xin?"
"Uncle Fa Xin...he is a loving bamboo in front of the temple."
…
Zhou Yi compared the monks in the temple and asked them one by one.
The answer received was no different from the inside story told by the leader of Yuqing Kingdom.
As expected, the monks in Guoye Temple are all transformed from the Cordyceps plant in Xiaying Mountain.
The wind picked up under the moon, blowing the sleeves of the robe and fluttering gently.
There was no trace of sadness or joy on Zhou Yi's face. After all, he had been mentally prepared for a long time——
When the leader of the Yuqing Kingdom was leaving, he once told him that it would be dangerous for Zhuo Mengyuan and others to enter Yeguo Temple, and he also advised him to be careful because the monks in this temple were all monsters.
At this point, Zhou Yi is left with only one thing unknown.
It's also the only thing he cares about...
"Your host, that eminent monk, Master Danming, who was he transformed into?"
Hearing this, the little man in the palm suddenly raised his head, his eyes revealed ardent admiration and respect, and said loudly and from the bottom of his heart: "Our abbot is by no means a monster, but a truly virtuous monk! Regardless of karma and consequences.
Whether the temple was prosperous or declining, he persisted, preaching to us day and night, and urging us to do good. Monk, although you are powerful, you cannot slander our abbot!"
This statement is consistent with that of Lord Yuqing.
Before entering the mountain, the old man with a yellow beard also said that among the monks in the whole temple, only the abbot was the truly enlightened monk.
This is the only reason why Zhou Yi remained calm despite knowing that the monks around him were monsters.
Zhou Yi glanced at the broken car on the ground where the insect spirit didn't know whether it was alive or dead, and then looked at the distant hall where it was bright and dim, with longing figures, and said calmly:
"Zhuo Sanlang, the son of the prefect, should be imprisoned in your temple, right?
His sister Zhuo Mengyuan went up the mountain to look for her brother. You were afraid that she would find out the truth, so you took advantage of tonight to drag them all to the main hall. You are afraid that the worst will happen.
If your abbot is really an eminent monk, why does he allow you to commit crimes while he remains in seclusion for a long time and ignores it?"
The little man in the palm showed indignation, clenched his fists and shouted: "What do you know, a foreign monk? We are doing this all to revitalize Yeguo Temple! Also, don't slander our abbot! He doesn't know anything!"
Zhou Yi sighed softly: "Xie Bao, you may not believe it, but in fact, I hope that he is a true eminent monk more than any of you."
The villain was stunned for a moment, then saw the monk spread his palms and put him down.
"Let's go to the main hall. I want to ask Master Daming how he became a monk. This is not possible. Only a real monk can approve his return to secular life."
While talking, Zhou Yi had already walked towards the main hall.
The villain looked stunned, hesitated for a moment, and braved the two steps to catch up: "Uncle Fade is presiding in the hall tonight, and you won't be able to see Abbot Danming!"
Zhou Yi floated out, walking through the night, and in a moment she was close to the main hall.
Hearing this, he laughed, raised his head, looked around the temple, and said calmly:
"That's okay. If the senior monk avoids seeing you, the junior monk will kill all the monks in the temple.
Oh no...it's a temple full of monsters.
Good, good."
…
In the center of the main hall is the golden body of Tathagata, with the Bodhisattva sitting sideways.
The painted walls on both sides are colorful, the scenery is magnificent, and the characters are vivid, telling stories from Buddhist scriptures in the past one after another.
Monks such as Fazhi and Faxin stood in front of the Buddha, some were dignified and solemn, and some had kind eyebrows and kind eyes.
The farmers, fishermen, and merchants who had recently gone up the mountain to the temple to wait for the Bon Festival held brushes and pulp buckets with expressionless faces, standing in front of the wall like zombies, waiting for the monks to give orders.
As for Zhuo Mengyuan, Fang Ziqi and the other seven people, they stood motionless in the corner.
Each of them had straw ropes tied around their bodies, their clothes were torn and covered with dust, and their bodies were stiff and unable to move.
There is a lamp in front of the Buddha, its light swaying in the wind.
Apart from the hissing of the flames, there was no sound in the entire hall.
This situation is so weird that it makes one's scalp numb.