I have a book of salvation

In the vast night, the bright moon shines.

The young monk stepped into Shangjing step by step, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

Under the bare feet, Buddha lotuses bloom, which is quite magical.

He entered Beijing from Huaiyu City, walked on the cold and rough streets, looked around, held the Buddhist beads in his hand, and walked forward calmly.

When passing by a night tea shop, he walked into the brightly lit room, sat down and bought a pot of tea. He sat under the candlelight and twisted the brown-red beads in his hand one by one.

With a smile on his face, he felt like a spring breeze.

The casual cultivators drinking tea around him just glanced at him and then withdrew their gaze.

In the city of Shangjing, there are too many different kinds of characters, some dressed in strange clothes, some acting strangely, some even not human at all, which have long trained the nerves of the people to be extremely tough.

Although the monk in front of him looks quite extraordinary, it is nothing more than that.

In addition, the young monk was extremely quiet, sitting on the window sill, neither chanting nor talking, so naturally no one noticed him. After a short period of silence, they all continued to drink tea and talk.

Among them, the two drinkers next to the young monk were already red-faced after drinking. Both of them were tall and muscular, with bronzed skin supported by muscles. It looked like they were in the industry that required a lot of effort.

Chatting.

"The Jin family really deserves to be dead! You know the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce, right? That's right! It's the one in Woodfang. The old immortal president is the one who often deducts monthly money from the brothers. The old immortal knows a member of the Jin family The deacons were separated from each other, so everyone was obviously being deducted and exploited, but they dared not speak out.

But when something happened to the Jin family, the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce, which was originally very domineering, was immediately overthrown by those enemies. Now we are taken over by the Huaiyu Mansion. Not to mention the monthly money is too much, but it must be paid at the beginning of every month, but It’s a lot easier! "

The taller man among them sighed.

"Is there such a good thing?" Another shorter man's eyes lit up, "Brother Chen, you have to help me. The porter's job is tiring and there is no money. We have long wanted to run away. ”

"Don't worry, we've still sent someone. I'll go talk to you tomorrow and we'll be sure of it!" the tall man assured, patting his chest.

"Then I'll give you a toast to Brother Chen. Thanks to Brother Chen!" The short man was overjoyed and said with a smile.

"What? We just got the benefit of the doubt. If we really want to thank you, we have to thank the judge. If it weren't for him, nothing would have happened to the Jin family. Then the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce would be the only one in the world. Those of us who have to work hard can be suppressed. For life!" The tall man waved his hand.

"Yes, yes! And that Night Man! These two are simply our benefactors in Huaiyu City!" The short man nodded.

This conversation was overheard by the young monk.

He seemed to turn his head and look at them, "Two benefactors, you are troubled. The young monk has not been here in Shangjing for a long time. May I ask who the judge and Ye Xia are?"

The two men were stunned for a moment, then turned their heads and looked at the smiling young monk. Even if he was disturbed, they couldn't hate him. They just drank wine at this moment, and they had a lot of awesome things in their hearts. I happened to meet this foreign monk and started talking non-stop.

Since the emergence of Nightman three years ago, including the countless good things he has done.

There was also the appearance of the judge, Jin Sheng's death, and the destruction of the Jin family.

It was such a mouthful that it almost blew Ye Xia and the Judge into the sky.

Probably to show their eloquence, they focused on Jin Sheng's tragic death, which was refreshing and relieved.

But the more he listened, the young monk's face became furrowed.

"Monk, what's wrong? Are you scared? Don't worry, although the judge has a notorious reputation, he has never heard of any innocent person being raped. As for Ye Xia, he has done countless good things." The tall man looked at the monk. With a look on his face, he thought he was scared, so he laughed loudly.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the young monk let out a long sigh, clasped his hands together, and said with a look of compassion, "I, the Buddha, are merciful. I have not been here in Shangjing for a long time, but now the people actually respect and worship this butcher with blood on his hands. It is really sad, but Sigh!”

After hearing this, the two men were not happy, and turned to ask the monk, "Monk, do you think that Ye Xia and Judge are not good people, but bad people?"

"I don't care about the night knight mentioned by the donor, but the judge killed endless evil and took pleasure in torture, but he was deeply trapped in the way of Shura and could not extricate himself." The monk sighed and shook his head.

The two men also frowned, but under the influence of alcohol, they got into a fight with the monk, "Monk, you are very talkative, and we don't understand so many truths. Let me ask you this - how about the Jin family and Jin Sheng, are they harmful to others? There are countless people who bully and dominate the market, and the people are in dire straits. Is it possible that there should be retribution?”

“Don’t be angry, donor.”

The young monk still had the same sad look, shaking his head and saying: "The Jin family has done many evil things, and there are evil causes, and there will be bad consequences, and they will suffer the evil retribution of fate.

But the judge was just killing people in the name of justice to satisfy his inner desire for blood. What was the difference between such a person and the Jin family?

What really makes the young monk sad is that all living beings, suffering in a boundless sea, have lost their way and follow those Shura people. It is really a pity..."

The two strong men were confused, but they still refused to accept it, "Monk, we can't speak, but we all understand that whoever bullies us is a bad guy, and whoever beats a bad guy is a good guy.

But you, a monk, are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but when our monthly payment was deducted and those poor children were blood sacrificed by the Jin family, where were you, monk, and where was the Buddha you believed in? "

Looking at the two people who were getting more and more excited, the young monk's face became more sad, and he sighed, "Two donors, you believe in those Shura people, but you are already obsessed with it. If you let it go like this, you will burn your heart." , you will definitely make a big mistake.

Fortunately, I met the young monk by chance today and listened to the young monk reciting the Buddha's name. The sea of ​​suffering has no end, but when I turn around, I will reach the shore! "

After the words fell, the two strong men just felt that it was boring to argue with the monk, and their mood for drinking suddenly disappeared. They stood up and said, "Forget it, we are all rough people and can't understand your Dharma. I should have known it earlier." I shouldn’t pay attention to you stupid monk, Brother Chen, let’s go…”

But before he finished speaking, the young monk started reciting Buddhist scriptures regardless.

As his lips moved, Buddha's light surrounded him and illuminated the tea shop.

In just a moment, the two men froze, looking confused.

His whole body was weak, his hands dropped down, motionless.

When the people around him saw this, they all looked over.

Some knowledgeable casual cultivators looked at it and instantly realized that their faces were as disgusting as if they had eaten flies.

——Buddhism.

Although Donghuang is a very large spiritual practice, it is full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but it is quite unpopular.

Because these guys are always seeking refuge and salvation, and the sea of ​​suffering is boundless. Back to shore.

——And whether you are willing or not, a chant of Buddhist scriptures and a shining of Buddha's light are more effective than brainwashing!

So everyone left immediately, not wanting to get too close to the young monk.

But when the young monk saw it, he shook his head slightly and said: "We passed each other countless times in the previous life, only to look back once in this life. Now that we have met, it is fate. Dear donors, there is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering. Looking back is the shore. The suffering in the world , Only by taking refuge in my Buddha can you obtain eternal bliss.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the vast Buddha's light enveloped the entire tea shop.

The sound of detailed chanting echoed endlessly.

All the tea patrons, including the tea shop owner, were as confused as those two men for a moment.

After chanting the Buddhist sutra, the Buddha's light dimmed and returned to the dark night.

This person has completely changed his appearance.

There was no longer anger, fear, or resentment on his face, only endless calm and indifference.

They looked pious, clasped their hands, half-knelt down, and chanted the Buddha's name.

"——I am the Buddha who is compassionate."

The young monk just nodded slightly and pointed to the west, "Go, the pilgrimage is extremely difficult, but all the suffering will definitely temper a Buddhist heart that will shine forever."

But right now.

A cold shout came suddenly!

"You talk about benevolence, righteousness, and morality, but you force people to convert. You monster monk is really insidious!"

As he finished speaking, he saw a black shadow running towards him from a distant street, with golden energy and blood surging all over his body, like a sea wave!

Dressed in black and wearing a crow mask, he is none other than... Nightman!

Li Yuanqing!

He controlled the countless paper mannequin clones that Yu Chen had created, walking through the streets and alleys of Huaiyu, punishing rape and eradicating evil!

Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, and when he was about to go back to the mountain, he suddenly saw a terrifying light of the Buddha, and he came through the air, just in time to see the young monk forcibly saving the people who were practicing Buddhism!

After traveling around the mountains and rivers of the Eastern Wasteland for several years, and going to Beijing to punish rape and eliminate evil for three years, Li Yuanqing naturally knew the urinary nature of those Buddhist monks, and immediately spoke out to stop them!

——It’s okay for you to be transformed, and it’s okay for you to be weird. The key is... you have to be willing, right?

If people don't want to, you force them to convert?

What is this?

Hearing the voice, the young monk raised his head and looked at Li Yuanqing's paper mannequin, with a look of understanding in his eyes, "The donor is the rumored Night Man? He is full of blood and resentment. He has really fallen into the way of Shura and is unable to extricate himself." .

Then he asked the young monk to explain Buddhism to the benefactor, put down the butcher's knife, and became a Buddha immediately. "

After saying that, he clasped his hands again and prepared to chant the Buddha's name.

Li Yuanqing sneered, "Who wants to become your Buddha?"

After the words fell, he clenched his fists!

In an instant, a supreme god appeared behind him and surrounded him!

Punch!

At that moment, a torrent of golden fist power surged up!

Falling towards the monk boldly!

The young monk raised his eyebrows with compassion on his face and sighed, "I am deeply possessed by the devil, but it is difficult to convert..."

After the words fell, his face darkened!

It's like the wrath of King Kong!

The next moment, a flick of the finger!

Buzz——

A distant buzz sounded!

Above the sky, Buddha lotus blooms, endlessly bright and endlessly holy!

Buddha's light shines!

In the Buddha's light, Li Yuanqing felt as if he was being burned by endless terrifying fire, whether it was the phantom of the god behind him, the torrent of golden fists, or his own paper body.

They were all destroyed in an instant!