The foreign monk was sitting cross-legged on the bed of the prison, concentrating on practicing.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this foreign monk is just a taller crooked man.
However, Zhao Bulu is also a monk who opened the second eye orifice. In his opinion, the qi and blood value in this foreign monk's body is already thick to the point of stickiness. When the other party takes a seat, his whole body will be churning with breath and breath. Obviously, he has reached the peak of the first-rank cultivator, and he can jump through the dragon gate with just an opportunity, turn the whole body's qi and blood into true qi, and enter the realm of the second-rank cultivator!
But this is not the most important thing - the whole body of this foreign monk has a thick golden light of merit.
In Zhao Bulu's eyes, the foreign monk was as dazzling as a little sun.
With such a thick moral golden light, it can be shown that this foreign monk is a virtuous monk! But why are such eminent monks imprisoned
The foreign monk felt that someone was being sent to prison, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Buru.
"A new person came in again? What happened this time?" The foreign monk asked aloud.
Then, Zhao Bulu saw the prison guard's flattering expression and said: "Master, this is a robber, in order to grab a courier, he destroyed everyone's courier car and severely injured the courier. Really. It's a heinous crime!"
Seeing the ingratiating look on the prison guard's face, Zhao Bulu felt that something was wrong.
"Goodness, goodness, this prisoner will be handed over to the poor monk for a good transition." The foreign monk folded his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name. While speaking, the golden light of morality on his body was even more active like life. It's as if the Buddha was alive, and people can't look directly at it.
"Then please master." The prison guard respectfully closed the door of the prison.
The foreign monk was regarded as a prisoner in the subway murder incident and was put in prison. The prison guards didn't care about such a prisoner at first, after all, they had seen many murderers - but later, after a long time, they suddenly and mysteriously asked people to treat this foreign monk well and provide him with delicious food and drink.
But he didn't say that he wanted to release the foreign monk, he just said that the master would be free.
Just as you like? Is it still random in prison? !
And then... the master actually lived in prison. In this prison, he explained Buddhist scriptures to prisoners and transformed criminals, and often took the initiative to go to some dark places in the prison to transform their resentful souls.
After this month, the prison guards really feel that the gloomy feeling in the prison is much less. In addition, the high-level monk temperament of this foreign monk is getting stronger and stronger, and every move has an indescribable charm.
Although I don't know what this foreign monk thinks, the prison guards all feel that this foreign monk may have a breakthrough in Buddhism, right
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After the prison guards walked away, the foreign monk put his hands together and made a Buddha salute to Zhao Bulu: "The Tao is friendly."
Zhao Bulu could sense the power of qi and blood in him, and foreign monks could naturally see the difference in Zhao Bulu.
"Hello, Master." Zhao Bulu looked sad, feeling that his recent life was a tragedy.
"You don't have to be alarmed, the poor monk has a destiny with you." The foreign monk smiled slightly: "As long as you are transformed into another, the poor monk can accumulate enough merit and power to try to attack the 'Dragon Gate', and the fish will turn into a dragon. You will be the last prisoner of the poor monk to transform in this prison!"
He didn't leave the prison this month, just in order to transfer the resentful souls and undead in the prison, and by the way, extradite some prisoners with deep sins. In one month, he has accumulated a lot of meritorious power.
As long as there is enough support from the power of merit and virtue, and the foreign monk himself is already rich enough to churn, his promotion to the second-rank realm is a matter of course.
Zhao Bulu smiled bitterly and said, "Master, I have my own sect."
"It's okay, the poor monk doesn't want you to betray your own sect." The foreign monk smiled and comforted.
After Zhao Bulu heard this, he felt a lot at ease.
"The poor monk just wants you to be a monk. Don't worry, it has nothing to do with your sect." The foreign monk folded his hands together: "Come on, it's better to hit the sun when you choose a day. Wait for the poor monk to explain this volume to you. How about the Buddhist introductory scriptures, how about shaving for you? By the way, do you want a ring scar? After all, you have a relationship with the poor monk, buy one get one free, how about giving you a six-point ring scar? The poor monk asked the teacher for a long time, he He was reluctant to give it to the poor monk. Later, after the poor monk successfully built the foundation, he shyly gave the poor monk four ring scars, and the last two points were added by the poor monk himself. Isn’t he handsome?”
When Zhao Bulu thought of his bald head and scarred appearance, he even had the heart to die.
He really wanted to escape from here, but he looked at his broken legs, and his eyes were blank.
There is nothing more sad than death...
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Monday, July 1.
Song Shuhang got up early in the morning, practiced "Vajra Basic Fist" as usual, transformed the physical strength he had accumulated overnight into the power of qi and blood, and began to accumulate into the second eye orifice.
Then wash and change clothes.
Today, he is going to take Senior White to buy mobile phones, computers, and various daily necessities, and by the way, get familiar with the neighborhood.
"Please take another day off." Song Shuhang secretly said, anyway, he has basically mastered the knowledge in the classroom, and it is not bad for the credits of full attendance.
At this time, the sound of a bell came from downstairs.
"Who?" Song Shuhang raised his head and looked out - then, he saw a snow-white big werewolf standing up, pressing one paw on the doorbell.
He immediately thought of the 'Snow Wolf Cave Master' in the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group' yesterday.
Are you here to send Senior White's legal ID
Song Shuhang went downstairs and faced the snow-white wolf.
"Hello, are you Song Shuhang?" The Snow White Great Wolf made a clear boyish voice.
"Hello, I am." Song Shuhang opened the door.
"I will give you something according to the master's order. My master is the cave master of the Snow Wolf." The big snow-white wolf pointed to a small bag hanging around his neck, took it off, and handed it to Song Shuhang.
"Thank you, Senior Xuelang mentioned it to me yesterday." Song Shuhang reached out and took the packet, which contained Senior Bai Zhenjun's ID card, household registration book, passport, driver's license, and the like.
Wait, a driver's license
Song Shuhang took out the certificate and saw that it was a driver's license.
Senior Bai Zhenjun didn't even touch the car, did he even get the driver's license? Is there really no problem