Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

Nowadays.

Xicheng District ushered in an unprecedented news.

Up to the abbot to host, down to the monk novice, and even incense believers.

Almost all of them were holding their mobile phones and making dull expressions.

In modern society, although monks eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name, it does not mean that they will fall behind.

Of course, they're not watching some classic romance丨action movie when they're staring at their phones.

That insulted the gentleness of the monks.

they care.

It was a piece of news about Nancheng District, and suddenly there was a "Gatling Bodhisattva" news!

Originally, if there was really news of the Bodhisattva coming to the world.

These monks, who were destined to be joyful, put on the most pious gestures to greet them.

But...Gatling Bodhisattva...When did Buddhism have such a Bodhisattva?

Many monks in small temples are at a loss.

I was still thinking: Is it possible that the Bodhisattva has also learned to use modern weapons?

As for the three ancient temples.

The host of the Yinyang Temple is a strong, bald man with a muscular body.

Holding a seductive woman in his arms, he stayed in his meditation room.

Playing with the phone and the white rabbit in a daze.

"His grandma, is there such a bodhisattva in our Buddhism?"

"The poor monk practiced under the abbot of Yinyang Temple since he was a child, and his mother has never heard of it!"

"have you heard of it?"

The presiding officer of Yinyang Temple asked the woman in his arms.

Surprised, he couldn't help but slightly increased his strength on the white rabbit.

It made the woman smile coquettishly, without any discomfort at all.

Facing this question, the woman shook her head, her charming and enchanting face also showed confusion.

"His grandma's, it's really weird!"

The abbot of Yinyang Temple cursed, and his eyes fell on the woman in his arms.

Immediately, I lost interest in the shit "Gatling Bodhisattva".

Now he is only interested in participating in Buddhism with the female Bodhisattva!

"Hey" smiled.

Non-members are not allowed to watch the next plot in the meditation room......

King Kong Temple.

The monks with strong bodies and restrained golden skin looked mighty and extraordinary.

The host in the main hall seemed to be coated with a layer of gold paint, not human at all.

His face was even more angry and round, with impressive power!

Beside him, a disciple held a mobile phone and handed it in front of him.

Looking at the screen on the phone, the already glaring expression of the King Kong Temple host seemed even more exaggerated.

"Amitabha, don't worry about it, it's just a fake Bodhisattva."

The sound of urn sound, like gold and iron rubbing against each other, came from the host's mouth.

The rest of the monks and disciples immediately understood, ignored it, and went to polish their bodies wholeheartedly.

Nancheng District.

The place where Buddhist disciples gather.

Underground, in a dark room that no one knows about.

"Snapped!"

Jue Nian looked gloomy, and smashed the table in front of him with a slap.

"In just one night, Dajue Temple's painstaking planning and layout were shattered in a blink of an eye."

"It was rumored that it was done by an unknown 'Gatling Bodhisattva'!"

"And you, you didn't notice, didn't react, and didn't even find out who the person who opposed my Buddha is!"

Jue Nian's anger rose, wishing to slap this group of trash in front of him to death.

"This incident happened suddenly, and we really failed to react, and it has already caused a catastrophe."

"Besides... that spider mother didn't even have the slightest vigilance, and that's why she ended up in such a situation!"

The monk kneeling on the ground in front of Juonian explained a few words aggrieved.

And tried to throw the pot on the spider mother.

boom! ! !

Jue Nian exploded immediately, and kicked him in the chest.

The monk flew out immediately and hit the wall fiercely, his chest collapsed, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the people immediately kept silent, not daring to have the slightest intention to argue.

"Brother Juenian, there is no need to be so angry. Although there are unexpected changes here, it is not impossible to solve."

Jue Yi on one side stood up and waved at the miscellaneous monks by the way, gesturing them to leave.

The group of monks immediately glanced at Jueyi with gratitude on their faces, and retreated in unison.

In the darkroom.

Only Jue Nian, Jue Yi and Buddha Boy are left.

And the monk who gradually lost his vitality and lay motionless on the ground.

"Why does junior brother help such a group of trash to speak?"

Jue Nian didn't show any anger when facing his junior brother, but was slightly puzzled.

Based on his understanding of his junior brother, although he has a compassionate face, he always smiles.

But in terms of means, he is far more lenient than himself.

"No, no, the younger brother is not speaking for them, although the situation here does make my Buddha angry."

"But it's actually easy to crack."

Opening his mouth with an inscrutable meaning, his smile deepened.

The Buddha boy next to him had indifferent eyes, and his eyes fell on Jueyi, as if he had thought of something.

"Oh? If there is not enough yang energy injected into it, then the cave space will not be easy to open."

"The spider mother didn't work hard, she obviously didn't trust us very much."

"What is the way to break the situation, junior brother, please give me some advice from the poor monk."

Juonian clasped his palms together and applied a Buddhist principle, as if humbly asking for advice.

Jue Yi returned the salute, and said in a slightly cold voice: "Brother, don't you think that compared with ordinary people, the yang energy of practitioners is more intense and intense?"

"I naturally understand what Junior Brother means, but... if you want to tamper with practitioners, I'm afraid it will easily attract the attention of the Yin Ye Group, right? Practitioners are not as easy to deal with as ordinary people."

"Brother, distant water can't understand near fire, why not use local materials?"

"..."

The voice fell.

The dark room fell into a deathly silence.

After a while, Jue Nian's face returned to calm, and he said the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

Jue Yi smiled even more, full of compassion.

Fotong stood quietly on one side, closing his eyes.

In his mind, the figures of "Gatling Bodhisattva" and Tang Sanzan emerged.

There seemed to be a voice in his heart telling him.

That weird "Gatling Bodhisattva" is inseparable from that mountain monster monk nine out of ten.

Whether or not the planning of awareness and awareness is cruel or not, the Buddha boy is not interested.

Ever since he came to Nancheng District, the resentment towards Tang Sanzan in his heart seemed to be increasing day by day.

Almost every moment, I would recall the scene where I was defeated by the opponent.

Endless shame enveloped him all the time.

If it wasn't for Dajue Temple's plan.

So at this moment, he has already taken the initiative to look for Tang Sanzhu.

......

Chapter 68 Look at this face, it's big and white

602 bedroom.

After enjoying the breakfast cooked by Liu Mengyan himself.

Tang Sanzan felt that he seemed to be able to get rid of the habit of eating breakfast.

Hmm... To be precise, he can get rid of the habit of eating when Liu Mengyan was in charge of the chef!

But think about it...

It seems that it is not good to reject other people's intentions...

Let the time go back to the time when you just came home in the morning.

Early in the morning, Liu Mengyan entered the kitchen resolutely and was busy tinkering for a while.

A bowl of simple noodles was served in front of Tang Sanzan.

Of course, this was after Liu Mengyan's introduction.

Only Tang Sanzan could barely recognize it.

After all... the bowl was so dark that it couldn't distinguish too many things.

God knows how much suffering the noodles must have endured to be boiled like this.

Especially on the noodles, the round and black lumps like the bottom of the pot.

If it wasn't for Su Xiaoran pointing out Tang San's funeral with a smirk.

He specified that he didn't expect this thing to be a fried egg!

original.

Facing such a bowl of noodles.

Tang Sanzan would definitely refuse.

But... Liu Mengyan, who was wearing rabbit pajamas, was sitting opposite her.

She propped herself on the table, with her neckline raised high, showing the gorgeous scenery of dangerous mountains and rivers.

And looked at himself with a look of expectation.

Obviously, such a situation is somewhat difficult to shirk.

After all, this was Liu Mengyan's wish.