Cyber Daming

The second floor of Bodhi Company still does not have any room divisions. The entire floor is transparent from all sides, forming a huge space with a height of five meters.

The beams and columns supporting the house were wrapped in thick copper and made into the shape of a brass prayer wheel.

There are hundreds of futons neatly placed on the brown floor, and at the deepest part is a pulpit covered with red silk.

This should be a classroom where scriptures are taught and questions are answered.

But what about the people from Bodhi Company?

Li Jun felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart. There was no one on the entire second floor, and there was a dead silence.

At this moment, rustling footsteps suddenly sounded on the stairs leading to the third floor. Li Jun immediately ducked behind the brass pillar and looked towards the source of the sound.

I saw a bald man in a yellow robe walking down the carved wooden stairs. He had a slender figure and unusually delicate eyebrows, giving off a strong artificial smell.

Li Jun's eyes stayed on the yellow-robed monk's eyebrows, where there was a bright red cinnabar mark.

He has the root of wisdom and is a follower of Buddhism!

"The threat is not strong, he should be an ordinary Xu Jiu." Li Jun secretly guessed.

Behind the yellow-robed monk was a young man wearing ordinary robes, his head always lowered, his steps very stiff, and he looked very nervous.

The two of them had just walked a few steps after going downstairs. The young man in Fanpao seemed to be unable to bear the fear in his heart. He knelt down on the ground with a thud, his limbs and forehead pressed tightly to the ground, his hands raised to the sky as if they were offering sacrifices, and he said in a panic in Fanlang. What are you wearing?

Li Jun took out a language translation device from his wristband and put it behind his ear. He was glad that the information terminal given to him by the Security Department had this function, otherwise he would not understand what they were saying at all.

"Jiayang, why is your will disordered in the Buddha's kingdom, but evil thoughts breed in your heart? Tell me, and the Buddha will forgive you."

The yellow-robed monk has a calm tone and a delicate voice, which makes people feel very comfortable.

But the young man seemed to have heard some overwhelming terror. His body suddenly bent like a shrimp and he hit the floor with his forehead.

"Master, I have not violated the precepts. Please forgive me."

The young man kept kowtowing, and the muffled sound of collision continued to echo in the empty sutra hall, which was extremely permeable.

The bald man in yellow robe looked compassionate and said slowly: "There is nothing to hide under the Buddha's eyes. You can't hide it. Among the seven emotions and six desires, which one is holding you back?"

The young man's forehead was dripping with blood, and his pale forehead bones could be seen in the rolled flesh. He fell to the floor and hugged himself into a ball, repeating that I did not break the precept.

There was no trace of pity in the lowered eyes of the man in yellow robe, and the palm on his chest slowly moved.

"Jiayang, raise your head."

The shrinking young man seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, his face suddenly turned red, and his eyes were desperate.

But no matter how much he struggled and resisted, he still slowly stretched his head towards the monk.

The yellow-robed monk stretched out his palm and hovered an inch above his head.

Even Li Jun shuddered in the next scene.

Several nerve bundles like black snakes were seen extending from the palm of the yellow-robed monk, and they were accurately inserted into the scar-shaped brain-computer interface on the top of the young man's skull.

"ah!"

The young man let out a scream, his body tensed, and the black pupils in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a terrifying paleness.

This initiation-like action lasted for nearly a minute. By the time the nerve harness was detached from the brain machine, the young man had collapsed to the ground and turned into a corpse.

"It's so stupid to cut off one's own path to Buddhism for the sake of family ties."

The bald man retracted his palms and raised them in front of him, his tone mocking, but the expression on his face remained compassionate.

"I also have some doubts. Master, can you help me answer them?"

At this moment, a cold wind suddenly surged into the classroom and passed through the classroom. Candlelight flickered on both walls, reflecting two almost overlapping figures.

The yellow-robed monk lowered his eyes and glanced at the long knife that had appeared in his throat at some point. The sharp blade had already cut through the surface of the bionic skin, leaving only a millimeter to cut open his trachea.

"Relax, this knife is very sharp. If you move around again, your throat may be cut immediately."

The monk's tense body slowly relaxed, indicating that he would not struggle, and said in an awkward Shu accent:

"Outsiders, no matter what your purpose is, I think we can all talk calmly. Don't worry, everyone in this building is currently practicing in the Buddhist Kingdom on the fourth floor. No one will come down without permission."

This monk is quite enlightened.

Li Jun felt slightly relaxed, as long as he was afraid of death, things would be much easier to handle.

"Where is the Chongzhen Edict?"

"It turns out that you are here for Chongzhen's edict," the yellow-robed monk's eyes flashed: "Which group in Chengdu are you from?"

Li Jun exerted slight force with his fingers, and a slit was immediately opened in the yellow-robed monk's throat, and strands of milky white bionic blood flowed out along the neck.

"I'm asking you, not you asking me. Just answer me if you don't want to die."

Li Jun, who had his back turned to the yellow-robed monk, did not see the sneer on the other side's lips, "The edict is stored on the fifth floor."

"You just said that everyone is hanging up on the fourth floor, so there should be no one guarding the fifth floor?"

"That's right."

Finally confirming the location of the edict, Li Jun was determined and was about to draw a knife and cut his throat when he suddenly heard the yellow-robed monk say: "But you can't take the edict with you."

Li Jun moved his hands, "Why?"

"You cannot challenge the strength of Buddha Bhikkhu. Now put down the butcher knife, and I can beg Master Mutuo to forgive your sins."

"You can practice with me. Under the protection of Bodhi Company, those who sent you will never be able to harm you again."

The monk's voice was soft and warm, driving away the coldness in the dark room.

At this moment, Li Jun felt as if he was standing next to a campfire, his whole body was filled with warmth, and the strength in his limbs was rapidly fading away.

"Believe me, I am the sitting Buddha walking, and what I say is the Buddha's words. As a people of the Buddha, nothing can hurt me."

While the monk was comforting Li Jun, he slowly reached out and grabbed the long knife at his throat. But just when his fingers touched the blade, a lazy voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Bald head, your ability to convert is not very good! The forward swing is too long and the intensity is low. Even if I deliberately relax my spirit, you can't convert me."

"you"

Plop! The yellow-robed monk's head rolled to the ground.

Li Jun reached out and grabbed the body that was about to fall and pulled it to his eyes. While wiping the blood on the knife with the opponent's monk's robe, he looked inside along the gap where sparks were flying.

"The degree of prostheticization is quite high. There are only a few original items left."

After carefully examining it, Li Jun was about to look away when he saw the severed head staring directly at him.

"No wonder I didn't see the mastery point prompt. It turns out there is a life-support device inside the skull."

Li Jun sneered, raised the long knife, and was about to insert the severed head through, when he saw a faint smile on that exquisite statue-like face, and his lips moved silently.

"I'm waiting for you in the Buddhist Kingdom."

Li Jun obviously couldn't read lip language, but he understood the other party's meaning in an instant.

Phew!

The long knife penetrates the top and inserts the severed head through.