The great monk waved his fists together and hit the golden finger. The golden Buddha power on his body is not dazzling, very warm, and has a completely different nature from another golden light. With him in front, I don't know how to worry about everything.
Although the golden lights on both sides are related to the Buddha, they are completely different in nature. When they collide together, there is no sound, only the space is constantly trembling. Monk Jueming's body was shaking more than the space, and the concrete floor under his feet shattered quietly, exploded into dust, and was immediately washed away by the powerful golden light of the middle-aged man.
Monk Jueming did as Xu Zhenqing said, the monk's clothes were torn, but he didn't suffer any injuries. His zen stick and hat are missing, and his bald head is very conspicuous under the reflection of golden light. The sturdy fists firmly withstood the golden giant fingers, even though the body was trembling badly, but they couldn't retreat.
The muscles on his arm were tight, as if he could not bear the tremendous pressure, and gaps appeared constantly. The blood was oppressed and couldn't come out. It just made people feel that countless small blood lines appeared on Monk Jue Ming's arms, which looked terrifying.
The middle-aged man's body is as stable as Mount Tai, and even his expression has not changed much. It seems that the confrontation with the monk Jue Ming does not have any pressure for him.
From this point of view, Monk Jueming is at an absolute disadvantage. The middle-aged man obviously didn't use his full strength, but the big monk was almost bursting open his arms, and the power gap between the two sides was quite large.
I don't understand, since Monk Jueming is willing to come out, why didn't he make a move or leave earlier
As if he understood what I was thinking, Monk Jue Ming said with difficulty to the middle-aged man: "You promised, don't do anything to them..."
The middle-aged man was dyed golden eyebrows and cast a few gazes at me. He looked at Monk Jueming again and said, "If you shoot at me at this time, aren't you afraid that we will insult the Buddha?"
"All living beings are Buddhas, and the body left by the Bodhisattva is just a chance. But believing in the Buddha naturally takes the responsibility of pursuing all living beings. Which is more important, the Bodhisattva will forgive me." Monk Jue Ming answered.
The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed, and said, "You monk is interesting. It seems pedantic, but in fact it is bright, interesting, interesting..."
The golden giant finger quietly dissipated, and the sky full of golden light was suddenly put away. The middle-aged man returned to normal again. He stood there, looking at the trembling monk Jue Ming, and then looked at a few of us, and said, "Since this monk says he will not fight, then he will not fight. You too Weak, it's boring to fight."
Although Ah San had vertical eyebrows and vertical eyes, his angry face was gloomy, but the other party was right, we were indeed not his opponents. Therefore, Ah San was annoyed again and didn't dare to do it at will. At this moment, there was a sound in the gravel pile 100 meters away, and the bronze armored corpse finally crawled out of it and walked slowly to us.
The middle-aged man took a big look at the bronze armored corpse, and his eyes became more interested. He looked at us with a smile, and said, "The monk is here today, so I won't kill, and let you have a way of life. As written in the book, go back and practice for hundreds of years, and then come to me."
This ridicule means too much. Asan is a person who would rather die than be wronged, and naturally said in a cold voice: "Who would believe these words of you, I don't know what tricks they are going to play."
The middle-aged man laughed a few times and said, "You kid is very clever. I'm indeed playing tricks. Guess what I want to do?"
"You're a kid!" Asan said angrily, but felt that this was a bit weak, so he snorted and said, "Who cares what you are going to do."
"What I want to do is actually very simple." The middle-aged man asked and answered again, saying: "Monk, I want to bring Professor Shu, do you really want to save him?"
Ah San didn't speak, but I couldn't help but say, because the middle-aged man's words seemed to have other meanings. So, I nodded and said: "We must save, even if we can't beat you, but there is always someone in the world who can beat you."
"That's right." The middle-aged man smiled and slapped his chin, looking satisfied, and said: "If you want to save the monk, you have to find the professor. I don't kill you, it's for this."
Ah San was so clever, he understood immediately, was taken aback, and then said, "You want us to trouble Professor Shu?"
"Smart." The middle-aged man nodded with a smile.
"You are not in the same group?" I asked suspiciously.
"Of course it is, but I don't like him. He is in trouble and I am naturally happy." The middle-aged man said: "If someone else is with this monk, then I will kill it, but you are Zuo Tianyang and Ji Sun, think about it, it should keep the old guy busy for a while."
I was silent, the middle-aged man was not a trick, but a legitimate conspiracy. He knows who I am, he also knows that I have a real relationship with Lien Dao, and he may even know the existence of Ji Sun Divine Soul. So, he wanted me to trouble Professor Shu, and knew that I could cause enough trouble for Professor Shu.
Ah San was also very puzzled, and asked, "You are in a group. If you do this, you are not afraid..."
"Why are you afraid?" The middle-aged man said with a smile: "I didn't reveal where the professor is, nor did I tell you his weaknesses. I just didn't kill you. The reason is that I think you are too difficult for Professor Shu’s research, I must send the monk away as soon as possible. You see, is this reason appropriate?"
Asan glanced at the people standing around, they could hear the words of the middle-aged people. Ah San set his sights on the middle-aged man and said, "Are you not afraid of someone telling the truth?"
The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Even if Professor Shu knows, he can't help me. At best, it will cause me a little trouble. But I have trouble, and all the people present here will die. They are not stupid. , Why do you have to let yourself die?"
Looking at the simple smile of the middle-aged man, I suddenly felt a panic of fear. This man is terrible, he doesn't kill, but he makes people feel like he will die at any time. **Naked threats are often more effective than any means.
The people standing around lowered their heads, not daring to look at him. Although I don't know the identity of this middle-aged man in that mysterious organization, he speaks so rampantly that he wants to come to a high status. At the very least, those who can give, or dare to cause trouble to Shu Professor, must have the same rank and status as Shu Professor.
Seeing that we were not talking, the middle-aged man turned to look at Monk Jueming and said, "Monk, is there anything else you want to say to your friends. Or, also say the address where you have a helping hand, save it. They look for people everywhere. People like us are not easy to provoke."
His words are too crazy, and people can't help but want to refute, but people are strong first, even if we say something ruthless, what use is it, but it is only a joke. Even if it was Ah San's violent temper, he could not say anything at this moment.
Monk Jueming sighed. He dropped his arms, his cracked skin was bleeding continuously, and his arms and clothes were soon dyed red. The great monk slowly swept past me and Ah San, as well as the bronze armored corpse, the infant corpse, and even Xu Zhenqing, and then said: "The donors are deeply affectionate, and I feel that I must be unable to repay it. You don't need to worry, and you don't need to run for it. Lao. Sacrificing for the Buddha will only be attracted by the Buddha. The Buddha and the Bodhisattva said, I don’t go to hell, whoever goes to hell. Now, I’m passing this to you, don’t pass it, if you have the fate, the land of bliss in the west, naturally Meet each other."
Monk Jueming's words are similar to his last words. He doesn't want us to fight the enemy for him. But, can we do what he says
If you really do that, I am afraid that your conscience will not be stable for the rest of your life.
At this time, it doesn't make sense to say more, because we can't save him. I sighed and said to Monk Jueming, "Otherwise, tell me your master's address, and I will talk to him about this."
Monk Jue Ming shook his head and said, "Master knows what's happening in the world. He wants to come to me, and he will come naturally. If he doesn't come, this is a chance."
I fixedly looked at him, but I had nothing to say. The great monk refused to say that we naturally couldn't find his master. Moreover, his master even knew that there would be a catastrophe in the world, wouldn't he know that his apprentice would also have a catastrophe? Therefore, the monk Jue Ming was right. When the old monk sitting under the tree and twisting the flowers wanted to make a move, he would naturally make a move.
Soon, someone drove another car. Monk Jueming folded his hands to us, chanted the Buddha's name, and then turned and walked into the car. The middle-aged man smiled and said to us: "Go faster, the old guy was hurt by you. Recently, he has been very grumpy, not waiting for anyone."
I looked at him coldly and said, "Don't worry, we will definitely go."
And inside, I didn't say a word. That is, not only the book professor will be in trouble, even you are the same!
The middle-aged man lowered his head and got into the car, closed the door, then rolled down the window and waved goodbye to us, as if everyone were friends. As Sanqi was trembling all over, Xu Zhenqing comforted a few words softly beside her, then looked at the middle-aged man, and asked coldly: "You have to stop us today, so you have to keep a name in the future. Motianling is good to ask for advice again!"
When Xu Zhenqing spoke, the car had already started and started to drive away slowly. The middle-aged man laughed when he heard the obvious threatening words, and said, "I didn't expect that the girl from Motianling was here too, yes, yes. As for my name..."
The middle-aged man slowly rolled the car window, and the voice came from the car that was gradually leaving: "Crazy Buddha, Xun Dingtian..."
"Xun Dingtian..." Ah San and Xu Zhenqing repeated in a low voice at the same time. Both heard each other's voice and looked up at each other at the same time. I turned around and saw the same hatred in their eyes.
I also chanted the name in my heart, crazy people, crazy names, crazy Buddha...
I squeezed my fist hard, no matter the name or the person, one day, I will make him unable to reach the sky, but will be stepped on by me! (End of this chapter)