"Amitabha Buddha, the poor monk represents the brothers and sisters, and has met the sixth master of the college."
A group of monks walked slowly, and the first one took the initiative to greet Zhou Fei.
Zhou Fei put down the pen and stood up, and gave a bow: "I have seen all the masters."
"I dare not deserve the name of a master." The monk said: "Mr. Six wants to see us, and we are here. Can you let Liu Shangshu and the Three Treasures benefactors?"
Zhou Fei said, "I still said that. The opportunity has already been given to them. We did not grasp it. Also, you are too. Wouldn't it be okay to come out earlier? You have to wait until the opportunity is exhausted and come out again. Return to good people. Tsk tsk, no wonder the teacher always said that the monk is hypocritical. His mouth is full of compassion, but in fact, he doesn't put the suffering of sentient beings in his eyes."
The monk's face changed slightly, and he said, "Mr. Six's words are very absurd. It is for the sake of all living beings that I risked my death to come to Chang'an."
"If you destroy the great defense formation, hundreds of thousands of people's lives may be lost under the iron hoof of the army outside the city. This is called pity for the suffering of sentient beings? Master, don't lie to me if I am young."
"Mr. Six should think this way. The existence of the great defense formation left Datang with a hint of illusion, which led to the delay in refusing to surrender. However, the food reserves of Chang'an City will be used up sooner or later. What if the people in the city are exhausted? Do you want to eat? If that happens, Chang'an will become a purgatory. This is the saddest thing in the world. Without the great protection of the city, there is only one way out for Chang'an City, and that is surrender. It is a great virtue to exchange surrender for the people's vitality."
Zhou Fei said: "The Six Nations Iron Ride on the territory of my Datang, I don’t know how many people in the Tang Dynasty died tragically in the hands of the soldiers of the Six Nations. Why didn’t you see all the masters jumping out and saying what mercy is for? Together with me. The people of Datang will die in vain when they die, right?"
"Amitabha Buddha." The monk folded his hands together and stopped answering.
Zhou Fei said: "I'm not interested in having any debates with the masters. This is not my strong point. I prefer a straightforward approach, such as sending you to see the Buddha. When it comes to speaking, you should thank me, without me. If you want to see the Buddha, I'm afraid you will have to wait for decades."
The monk looked up at Zhou Fei: "Mr. Six wants to kill us, it's probably not easy."
Zhou Fei said: "It's really not easy. After all, all the masters are of the strength of the Divine Hidden Realm. Even if my realm is a little bit higher than you, I still dare not pretend to win with one enemy and many. So I specially prepared for you. One
This kind of thing, let you open your eyes. "
The monk frowned, not quite understanding what Zhou Fei meant.
Zhou Fei took out a gun.
A pocket-sized carbine.
It is also redeemed from the system mall, and it also comes with a box of bullets.
The system gave Zhou Fei without guns and bullets, and it was considered a parting gift.
"Master, haven't you seen this thing." Zhou Fei pointed the muzzle at the monk: "I only need to move my fingers and you will die."
The monk said: "The poor monk stayed in Chang'an City for a few days and saw Chang'an City's new weapon firecrackers, but that thing is much bigger than Mr. Zhou's hands."
"If you still have some insight, this thing is called a pistol. Compared with the firecrackers, it has higher accuracy and more lethality. Masters, would you like to experience it?" Zhou Fei said with a smile.
The monk said: "For practitioners, weapons are ultimately inferior. Mr. Zhou has a boundless future, so why bother to stick to these things outside the body?"
Zhou Fei said: "Okay, monk, don't bully me here. Either tell me what method you used to destroy the moat, or I will send you a bullet and die under these high-tech weapons. , You can be considered dead well enough."
These monks simply sat on the ground cross-legged and began to recite the Buddhist scriptures, instead of answering Zhou Fei's words.
Zhou Fei was actually not willing to waste bullets. After all, there were quite a lot of monks here, and he only had a box of bullets in his hand. It was still the kind that could not be replenished. Use one less than one, so save a little.
So Zhou Fei put the pistol away again, strode to Liu Zimo's body, grabbed his throat, and kicked it out when Liu Sanbao was about to pounce.
Zhou Fei lifted Liu Zimo up with one hand, and his face sank: "I was once the shame of the academy. It's not that my cultivation level is too low, but that I never care about the means and don't care about the subsequent impact. As long as I can achieve My goal, I can do anything. Masters, Liu Zimo is old, no matter how much I gather my strength, he can at most support one cup of tea time. You only have one cup of tea time to consider, or continue to maintain your false compassion, Or we can really show off the Buddha's true grace of compassion and love for the world."
The monks still chanted sutras, refusing to say one more word.
Zhou Fei tilted his head to look at Liu Zimo, "Did you see that? This is what you have high hopes for
Savior, when you are about to die, they don't care about your life or death. I can understand you, I want to find a good place to stay when the ship is about to capsize. But you shouldn't do it forever, and you should be angry with these monks and ruin the Chang'an city defensive formation. I can forgive you for doing other hands and feet, but this is the only thing I can never forgive. "
Liu Zimo was already rolling his eyes, Zhou Fei gave a sneer and let go of his five fingers.
Liu Zimo fell to the ground, coughing constantly with his hands on his neck, panting wildly, Liu Sanbao crawled to his father's side with his hands and feet, gently patted his back to help him, and said in a sad tone: "Father, why That's it."
Liu Zimo smiled bitterly, and no amount of excuses at this moment was empty and meaningless.
He just never expected that these monks were so cruel and ruthless.
I have been upright in this life, but at the end of my life, I took a wrong step and ruined all the uprightness of my life.
"Sanbao, my father was wrong." After Liu Zimo finished speaking, he violently pulled out the short dagger from Liu Sanbao's waist and stabbed it into his own heart.
"Father, father." Liu Sanbao was stupid. Liu Zimo was already suffocating after reacting. He held his father's body and cried loudly.
The monks also looked over, but there was no mood swing in their eyes, as if only an unrelated person had died.
Zhou Fei smiled contemptuously, "They all say that monks are ruthless. I thought it was a lie. Now it seems that the ancients don't deceive me."
Hong Xia, who has never spoken, said: "Mr. Six, or hand over these monks to our Qingyao Club, we will definitely pry their mouths open."
Zhou Fei waved his hand: "No, they won't say anything. If you kill them, remember to strip them naked and hang them on the top of the city, so as to impersonate you."
Hong Xia nodded.
At this time, a monk suddenly violent, trying to catch Zhou Fei.
Zhou Fei had always had a dike, and the monk had already reacted the moment he got up. A side kick kicked him to death with a kick.
The other monks also got up one after another, and they were about to fight Zhou Fei.
Zhou Fei shuttled back and forth among these monks, hitting the key points of these monks with every palm and every punch, and his shot was fierce and decisive, without any mercy.
The monks never expected that the strength of Mr. Shame Six of the Academy was so terrifying.
Unbounded!
The academy unexpectedly has another boundless state!
(End of this chapter)