Immortal Young Man on Campus

The old house is full of quaintness, and Zhang Meng and Qiao Zhi, who usually show off their power, keep their posture low, their eyebrows are pleasing to the eye, and even Liu Ang is worried.

"We made an appointment with the Lord Buddha, and we came here to meet the Lord Buddha." Zhang Meng said with a shy smile and a bald head at the door.

Bald head, this is the symbol of people around Buddha.

The Buddha believed in the Buddha, regarded himself as the Buddha, and the people around him were all bald, which seemed to express his piety.

The bald head was not angry, and he glanced at Zhang Meng lightly, as if he didn't pay attention to the big guy in Dongcheng District at all.

Zhang Meng didn't take it seriously, it seemed that it should have been like this.

Liu Ang murmured in his heart when he saw it, this Buddha is too good, even one of his subordinates is so arrogant, if one day he can mix with Buddha like this, it will not be a waste of life.

Without a word, the bald head led the three of them to the depths of the ancient house along the path paved with blue bricks.

The three of them were silent, not daring to make a sound at all, and they even deliberately put their feet down so as not to make a sound.

The old house is filled with a touch of sandalwood fragrance, which is refreshing.

Along the way, there were no women at all, only bald-headed men, all of them powerful, even those who were sweeping the yard.

After passing through the long corridor, several people came to a hall.

There is a Buddhist altar in the hall. On the futon in front of the altar, a red-faced bald head sits cross-legged with his back to the door.

The three walked carefully into the hall, and their eyes were firmly attracted by the people on the futon.

God!

The three of them had never seen Lord Buddha, but they recognized this person at the same time, and he must be the famous Lord Buddha.

The Buddha held a rosary and recited the scriptures in his mouth, as if he regarded the three as air, and did not greet them.

As for the bald head who led the way, he had already left the hall.

Immediately, there was only the sound of Lord Buddha chanting sutras in the hall.

They didn't dare to interrupt the Buddha, they could only endure it.

I don't know how long it took, the chanting stopped, and the Buddha turned around slowly on the futon without seeing any movement from the Buddha.

The whole action was smooth and smooth, and the Buddha didn't have any leverage at all, so he turned around like this.

This move alone shocked the three of them. Liu Ang even swallowed and let out a grunt. Zhang Meng crossed his brows and wished he could kick him out.

The Buddha has kind eyes and kind eyes, holding a rosary, as if he is really a Buddha.

Zhang Meng hurriedly bowed down and shouted respectfully, "Master Buddha!"

Qiao Zhi and Liu Ang also hurriedly called Lord Buddha.

"Zhang Meng, do you want me to stand up for you?" The Buddha came straight to the point and directly named their intentions.

Zhang Meng nodded hurriedly: "Yes, they deceived people too much. While I was hospitalized, they robbed me of all the places. I can't take this breath."

"You rob me, isn't that the rule of the Tao?" Buddha asked.

Zhang Meng was stunned and said, "Even so, I can't afford them cheap. I hand over these sites to the Buddha, and I won't give them to them."

"I am wholeheartedly devoted to the Buddha, what do I want you to do with those sites." The Buddha said with a smile.

Liu Ang sighed in his heart that he was really an expert in the world, and he was unmoved. If those sites were given to him Liu Ang, he would be unhappy and crazy.

Zhang Meng turned a deaf ear, and said sincerely: "This is what I pay homage to the Buddha. The Buddha devoutly worships the Buddha, preaches the Dharma, and admires the Buddha. It's just that I am incapable of comprehending the profound meaning of the Dharma, so I use this common thing to honor the Buddha. I hope that the Buddha can save more people."

The Buddha nodded slightly and said, "Your heart is sincere. Although your talent is dull, the Buddha will save you."

Zhang Meng was overjoyed. The words of Lord Buddha showed that he accepted this generous gift. Zhang Meng hurriedly put his hands together and said, "Thank you Lord Buddha!"

If Lord Buddha accepts this generous gift, then things will be done naturally, and everything will be fine.

Zhang Meng is not an idiot. If his territory is exploited by those people, the opponent's strength will increase greatly, and it will be even more difficult for him to defeat those people.

But handing over to the Buddha, he is equivalent to getting a gold medal of freedom from death. Even if he shoots and shoots with those people in the future, those people who are concerned about the face of the Buddha will save his life.

Where there is life, there is hope.

As long as he doesn't die, he will definitely take back everything that belongs to him.

"Father, apart from the things on the Tao, I have one more thing that I need to trouble the Buddha." Zhang Meng said.

"Speak." The Buddha said lightly.

"I am all thanks to that kid named Yu Mo. He is also a trainer. I am not his opponent. I beg the Buddha to take action and avenge this for me." said.

"Yu Mo!" The Buddha whispered the name softly, "What state is he in?"

"I have already practiced Ming Jin, but he is still not his enemy. I suspect that he is Dark Jin." Zhang Meng speculated.

There was a faint smile in the Buddha's eyes, and he obviously didn't believe what he said. He said, "As far as I know, he is just a student, and he also has secret energy? You are frightening yourself, he is only at the later stage."

Zhang Meng didn't dare to argue, and felt that his speculation was too unreliable, so he nodded hurriedly: "Yes, my strength is too low, and I am naturally clumsy. In the words of the Buddha, I am a master."

"In the late Ming Dynasty, you dare to run rampant in Jiang'an." The Buddha shook his head and sighed: "This world is really getting more and more boring. You little guys spend a lot of time, feasting and feasting, forgetting the most fundamental things."

Zhang Meng's heart trembled and asked humbly: "What is the most fundamental thing?"

Buddha did not answer, raised his fist.

Zhang Meng stared at his fist, and if he realized something, he said, "Your own strength?"

There was an unfathomable smile on the corner of the Buddha's mouth, which was regarded as a default.

Zhang Meng was stunned in his heart and had to admit that these words were sharp.

Why does Lord Buddha have such a high status is because his strength is extremely high, not only that, but the strength of his subordinates is also extremely high.

Don't look at those bald heads outside who seem to have low status, even a sweeper, roaring on Jiang Andao's road is enough to make the road tremble three times.

Zhang Meng suddenly became enlightened. His territory, younger brother, and connections were all empty. Only his fists were hard enough. This was the foundation.

"Thank you Lord Buddha for your teaching!" Zhang Meng could not wait to kowtow to Lord Buddha.

Lord Buddha closed his eyes, stopped looking at the three, and said, "Go back, someone will deal with Yu Mo."

"Yes!" Zhang Meng didn't dare to ask any more, and hurriedly exited the ancient house with the other two.

After leaving the old house, the pressure on their bodies was relieved, and they let out a sigh of relief. I don't know when, the vests were already wet.

The Buddha closed his eyes and recited the scriptures. I don't know when, there was a bald head beside him. The Buddha gave a slight pause and said, "Gao Yang, you go and solve Yu Mo."

There was a big scar on Gao Yang's bald head, which seemed to be injured by some sharp weapon. I saw him nodded lightly and turned away without saying a word.