The Buddha held the beads on his neck and stared at Rong Xian silently without speaking.
Rong Xian tapped on the table with her fingers, her dull voice made the atmosphere seem a little serious.
She smiled and said, "If you have to know, well, I always knew you followed."
The corner of Buddha's mouth twitched, and he put his hands together, and said with a peaceful face: "Amitabha."
Rong Xian translated it for him. What he said should be: I am dead.
The Buddha was so embarrassed, he took a deep breath and decided to continue to follow Emperor Xu.
After all #I don't go to hell who goes to hell#, he didn't follow Emperor Xu, so the master arranged for other brothers to follow.
In order to prevent the tragic annihilation of the teacher's gate, the Buddha could only #feed the devil with his body#.
Of course, this demon doesn't think she is difficult to deal with, her style of painting is different from others.
She only felt that these monks were not good people, and they all spoke and did everything in a hidden way, not like her being open and upright at all.
As for Rong Xian's openness and uprightness, everyone in the underworld had the most say.
They are still suspicious, trying to find out who leaked the information about the Palace Master.
How Rong Xian could think of the old woman in the future, she quickly put this matter behind her.
This is not something to worry about, after all, she has already returned with revenge.
On the bright side, Rong Xian said goodbye to the Buddha, and set off again with the medicine box on her back.
Secretly, the Buddha kept up with him again. This time he learned to behave well. Knowing that Emperor Xu must have discovered him, he just followed honestly without any extra moves.
Rong Xian took Bodhi Mountain as the starting point, and planned to spend a few years halfway up the Western Antarctic Continent.
As long as half of them accepted her as a doctor, the other half would not be far away.
When she encounters a sick or injured person in the future, she will still help.
But presumably before, her means were much simpler.
Believe her and live.
If you don't believe her, she takes everything back.
Those who speak evil words will not let people leave alive.
With the countless towns she has traveled through, her name has spread.
Holy Hand Shura.
The holy hand is her extraordinary means of saving people, and Shura is her cruel heart.
Rumor has it that she dislikes the Lord Buddha very much, and if some of the people she treats strongly admire the Lord Buddha, she will kill them.
But if she is not the person she rescues, she will not pay attention to whatever she says.
The temperament is extremely moody and elusive.
When this rumor came to Rong Xian's ears, she was being stopped and brainwashed by the patient who had just been treated.
"Doctor Hellebore, the Lord of Buddha is merciful and merciful, and saves the suffering. You can not believe in the Lord of Buddha, but you can't harbor malice towards him."
"The Lord Buddha saves all sentient beings and uses his own body to save the world, and this is how we have a peaceful day today."
Rong Xian's words were harsh to hear. How dare a Buddha who doesn't know the details dare to say that he will save the world by himself
Save the Lilliputian in your dream.
She glanced at the female patient who had recovered, and asked curiously, "I don't know what kind of world-destroying crisis has happened in this world, and it bothers the Buddha to sacrifice himself and save the world?"
The passers-by who had been watching for a long time said excitedly, "I know this."
He recalled the legend he had heard, and said with a serious expression: "It is said that a hundred thousand years ago, a demon from outside the realm came with a sword, and with a single sword split the world, thousands of creatures turned into ashes before they could cry. When he waved the second piece, the Lord Buddha stepped forward and fought against the devil for ten years."
He said with admiration on his face: "Ten years later, the Lord Buddha defeated the devil and died because of serious injuries. However, his spirit was transcended and he became the Supreme World Honored One, protecting my people."
Rong Xian noticed that the man had a vague sense of Zen, and suspected that he was a serious Buddhist cultivator.
She pondered for a moment, hesitated, but still couldn't hold back: "The devil retreated after failure, but the Buddha fell seriously injured. Do you call this a great victory?"
She twitched the corners of her mouth and fixed her expression on sarcasm before she said, "Forgive my ignorance, this is the first time I know what Dasheng meant."
Man: "..." Although I know what you said makes sense, but you came up with such a straightforward exposition, I'm afraid you don't want to leave the Western Pole Continent completely.
"You?" the female patient said angrily, "Anyway, Lord Buddha has won a big victory, and he has saved everyone else."
Rong Xian was silent, still embarrassed to ask how many people were left in the end.
Does this all refer to ten, one hundred, or two hundred
After all, 100,000 years have passed, and even if only one man and one woman are saved in the end, the Western Antarctic Continent can multiply to this point.
After all, this place is really poor, and there are only many people left.
Seeing as if he could see what Rong Xian was thinking, the man lowered his face and said, "What do you know, if it wasn't for the Buddha who protected the Western Pole Continent on the basis of defeating the devil, he would not have lost so badly."
Rong Xian raised the corners of her mouth and said in a meaningful tone, "So you also know that the Lord Buddha was defeated badly."
The man asked in disbelief, "I told the truth."
Rong Xian nodded and replied seriously, "You said it."
The man covered his mouth subconsciously, he looked left and right like a thief, and met the unbelievable look in the female patient's eyes, then he coughed lightly, and continued towards Rong Xian as if nothing had happened: "Don't interrupt, anyway. , even if Lord Buddha did not win, his contribution to the Western Antarctic Continent cannot be erased by anyone."
"Yes, so your attitude will be burned to death in our village." The female patient said coldly.
Rong Xian put on a pure smile, exuding a harmless breath all over her body, and said sweetly, "Then he is so powerful, can he bring you back to life?"
The female patient frowned, keenly aware that this topic was a little threatening to her, and did not say anything.
On the other hand, the man seemed to take Rong Xian's problem as a simple problem, and said with a confused expression, "No one knows this, but the Lord Buddha can see the past and the future, and can save sentient beings. It must be able to bring people back to life."
He handed him a hand and said, "Doctor Venus is very curious."
Rong Xian smiled softly and said the truth: "I know you wonder why I ask this. I just want to test whether the Buddha really has the ability to bring back the dead."
She raised her eyes, glanced at the man's surprised face, and continued slowly: "You are lucky, you are fortunate to see this scene."
After all, she didn't say hello, she waved her sleeves out, and the huge slap printed on the void frantically absorbed the energy of heaven and earth.
Then, a palm shot the woman into the ground.
The attack dissipated, and in front of him was a huge five-fingered pit, and the surrounding energy blew messed up the man's hair.
Rong Xian stroked the non-existent folds on her sleeves, and said to the man casually, "Okay, now you can pray to the Buddha to see if he can resurrect the woman at the bottom of the pit."
Man: You've smashed people into flesh, and the Lord Buddha just wants to resurrect that person.
But when he looked into Rong Xian's eyes, his scalp became numb, and he said with a shudder: "I'll beg the Buddha."
He knelt on the ground with a slap, kneeling proficiently and standardly, muttering the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, reaching out and digging out of his sleeve, and took out a string of Buddha beads.
Rong Xian looked at her from the side, smiling like nothing: "So you really are a Buddhist cultivator."
The man's body froze, and the Buddha beads in his hand fell to the ground.
PS: Thanks to Xiaoxiao Fairy for the reward, the little fairy goes to high school or university~
(End of this chapter)