Learn from Fahai: Break the vows and become stronger

“Little monk.”

When the girl approached, her voice was like a crane, crisp and pleasant.

She leaned over slightly and asked, “Aren’t you monks all particular about putting down the butcher knife and becoming a Buddha?” Why didn’t you even give the butcher a chance to repent just now? ”

Hearing this, Miaokong opened his eyes and asked calmly, “Does the female benefactor think that butcher should die?” ”

“Naturally damn it.”

The girl nodded subconsciously.

Miaokong smiled and said, “In that case, then it is better to die, to die an evil person, to resolve a grievance, to protect a good person, everyone is happy.” ”

“If such an evil person can put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha, the little monk will be the first to smash the Lei Yin Temple.”

[Ignoring Buddha’s teachings, blasphemy Buddha’s land, committing false precepts]

[Reward: Root bone +1].

Miaokong smiled slightly, and the reward was in hand.

Putting down the butcher knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground does not mean that the wicked can become a Buddha by putting down the butcher knife, and the past cause and effect disappear.

The butcher knife in this sentence refers to the “evil” in the hearts of sentient beings, and only by letting go of evil thoughts, restraining evil thoughts, and allowing good thoughts and Buddha-nature to fill the heart, can we become Buddhas.

“You monk talks like this, are you really not afraid of being blamed by the Buddha?”

The girl looked at Miaokong a little dumbfounded, and the white-clothed monk in front of her who was too good-looking said with a light expression.

“The Buddha is not so careful.”

Miaokong smiled and got up, clasped his hands together in salute, and said, “Little monk Miaokong, I have seen a female benefactor. ”

Seeing Miaokong salute, the girl subconsciously curtsied her knees and blessed herself, and then came to her senses, and saluted with a nondescript fist.

“My surname is Liu, my name is Agarwood!”

Miaokong was stunned, his eyes widened, and he looked up and down at the girl in front of him, who was three points more beautiful than Nie Xiaoqian, Ruolian Hua.

“What’s wrong? Why are you looking at me like that? ”

Agarwood was stared at uncomfortably by Miaokong.

“In this Zhuangzi, is there a second one called Agarwood?”

Myoko came to his senses, holding on to the last glimmer of hope, and asked dryly.

“What do you mean? Is this girl’s name rotten on the street? ”

Agarwood put her hands on her waist and said with disgust: “It’s just me!” ”

“Hmm…”

Myoko nodded blankly, kind of in response.

But my heart turned over.

Agarwood is actually a girl??

Is there something wrong with this plot?

What about the good mountain savior mother?

Miaokong really can’t imagine that a Miao-aged girl carries a big axe to split Huashan …

“Hey! Are you listening? ”

Agarwood frowned, raised her hand and shook it in front of Miaokong’s eyes.

“Listening.”

Miaokong came to his senses, nodded, and continued: “If the Agarwood benefactor is fine, the little monk will take his leave. ”

After saying that, Miaokong turned and left, his steps calm, as if waiting for something.

“Wait!”

Sure enough, Miaokong listened to the call behind him, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

Politeness must be asked for by others, and agarwood came up to talk after he showed his magical powers, obviously not simply to understand.

If you want to catch that set, Miaokong can still control it.

“Is there anything wrong with the benefactor?”

Miaokong looked back in doubt.

“That…”

Agarwood was a little eager to talk and stopped, and finally gritted her teeth and said: “It’s almost noon, do you want to eat something?” ”

“The little monk has not yet escaped from the mortal womb, naturally needs to eat, and after a while, he will be ready to find a kind donor to make some food to wrap his belly.”

“Come to my house!”

Agarwood gritted her teeth and issued an invitation, seeing that Miaokong looked strange, she explained unnaturally: “Anyway, my family is cooking, and you don’t have to go to the fate and do things that sacrifice the near and seek the distance.” ”

“And I remember my father saying that when a monk is in a relationship, he must not refuse the food given by the benefactor.”

“Exactly.”

Miaokong nodded, thought about it and said, “Then it will bother the female benefactor.” ”

“Come with me.”

Agarwood breathed a sigh of relief and ran to the front in two or three steps to lead the way.

Soon, he arrived at Agarwood’s home.

“Father, I’m back!”

Agarwood pushed open the courtyard door with a grin, and then she was stunned, and Miaokong followed her gaze, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

I saw that there were two people sitting in the hall of the Liu family.

An elegant middle-aged man, wearing a white green robe, although simple, but very clean.

The other was a young man in his twenties.

This young man wore a fan cloud crown on his head, wore a hydrated suit, put on bast shoes, and dressed as a Taoist, his life was fierce and handsome, his sword eyebrows were in the hair, and a wisp of silver divine pattern was faintly visible in the center of his eyebrows, just like the third eye.

Hearing the movement, the young man glanced at the door, crossed the Miaokong, looked at the oud, nodded with satisfaction, and then frowned.

Turning his head, he glared at the middle-aged Confucian fiercely.

“Ahem.”

Rusheng coughed uncomfortably twice, stood up and said, “Don’t be rude, come and meet the guests.” ”

“Oh.”

Agarwood looked at the young man curiously and bowed his hands: “Agarwood has seen this… Uncle? ”

“Hmm.”

The young man nodded, which was regarded as a return salute, and then stood up and said, “Brother Liu, there is still something important in the poor road, so I took my leave.” ”

“Okay, Yang… Cough, the road leader walks slowly. ”

Liu Yanchang hurriedly got up to send it off.

“Stay behind.”

The young Taoist said, and walked towards the door with Miaokong.

“I’ve seen the Taoist.”

Miaokong respectfully clasped his hands together in salute.

The Taoist looked at him, stayed on Miaokong’s face for a moment, frowned, did not speak, bypassed Miaokong, and left without stopping.

A cold voice sounded in Miaokong’s ears.

“The plague monkey sent you, presumably with his considerations, things are done properly, and the poor road will not be stingy.” However, pay attention to proportion. ”

Myoko: “…”

Focus on the last four words, right?

I always feel that this big guy wants to be crooked, you can see clearly, I am a monk! Monk!

Your uncle is too protective of calves, right?

Miao Hollow complained in his heart, such a dressed Taoist, coupled with the iconic eyebrow line divine pattern, if he can’t recognize this person’s identity, it will be bad.

Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch, Erlang God Yang Jian!

Let the Qi Heavenly Great Sage of the First Enlightenment use the helpless Heavenly Court God of War!

Yang Jian’s glare at Liu Yanchang just now was definitely questioning: You actually cultivated Laozi’s niece into this virtue?

“Who is this mage?”

While Miaokong was complaining, Liu Yanchang walked up to him.

“Little monk Miaokong, I have seen Lord Liu Shi.”

Mioko gathered his thoughts and smiled and saluted.

Agarwood on the side hurriedly explained, and then, Liu Yanchang’s eyes changed when he saw Miaokong.

A touch of surprise, and… Watch out for.