Chapter 40 The Dharma Conference is about to begin

The person who came was none other than Monk Shenxiu, whom I had not seen for a long time.

Dao Ran has not seen Shenxiu since the last time they left Sanzanglou. Now that they met again, Dao Ran vaguely felt that Shenxiu had changed a little, but he couldn't explain exactly what the change was.

Daoran felt a little more wary.

Lingyin Temple was slapped twice by him, one slap seriously injured the head of their Luohan Hall, and the second slap split the buttocks of more than a dozen of their monks.

After enduring two big losses, this monk Shenxiu suddenly appeared. Could it be that Lingyin Temple wanted to deal with him again?

Monk Shenxiu completely ignored Mou Zhixuan's fierce eyes, as if the giant creature that could swallow him with this mouth didn't exist. Monk Shenxiu just stared at Dao Ran with unwavering eyes.

This righteousness made Daoran feel a little uncomfortable, and he felt like a villain.

"Senior Brother Shenxiu came here just to scold me?" Daoran asked.

"Amitabha." This time it was the turn of the monk Shenxiu to clasp his hands and pronounce the Buddha's name, and then said: "The poor monk originally wanted to invite you, junior brother, to participate in the Dharma discussion conference. He just saw that junior brother was looking down on human life and couldn't help but remind him. Junior brother, you

He has entered the devil's path."

There was no need for Daoran to refute, as the people on both sides had already begun to curse.

"Where does this little beast dare to say that Holy Monk Ran is a demon?"

"The monks of Lingyin Temple are so shameless. They falsely accused him once and then came a second time."

"Go back, you shameless thing!"

"Where does this monk get his confidence? How dare he slander a holy monk?!"

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When Monk Shenxiu heard the people's curses, he showed an expression of shock and confusion.

What's going on with this group of people? Not long ago, they were shouting at each other about Master Shenxiu, and they had great respect for Lingyin Temple.

How come the people in Hangzhou have changed after not going out for half a month?

Since the last time Monk Shenxiu was inspired by a poem by Dao Ran, his practice was almost ruined. The monks at Lingyin Temple were afraid that something might happen to him, so they asked him to stay in the temple to practice and cut off his contact with the outside world.

It is euphemistically called meditation.

Therefore, Shenxiu was completely unaware of Daoran's great deeds of saving countless lives with the sound of the piano and fighting the spider spirit on the broken bridge.

I went out today because the Dharma Discussion Conference was about to start, and Shenxiu wanted to come in person to send an invitation to Daoran, so that he could avenge his disgrace at the Dharma Discussion Conference.

Who would have thought that after asking around and arriving at Caishikou, they would see Dao Ran controlling a giant python to eat people.

Shenxiu subconsciously rebuked, completely ignoring the giant python, feeling like a true Buddhist who had committed martyrdom.

Who would have thought that in just one sentence, he would become the target of thousands of criticisms.

In the memory of Monk Shenxiu, the people of Hangzhou City should have great respect for Lingyin Temple.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that in just a short period of time, you would bewitch the people of Hangzhou to this extent. The poor monk knows that you have magical powers, but you must know that good and evil will be rewarded in the end. If you commit these crimes, you will eventually reap the consequences.

"Monk Shenxiu said excitedly.

Daoran smiled and pointed to the ground. It was a wooden sign inserted on the back of the death row prisoner, with the name "Jiang Zhouzi" written on it.

"This Jiang Zhouzi pretended to be a Taoist priest, falsely claimed that the babies were possessed by evil spirits, and force-fed talismanic water on them, causing the tragic death of eight babies."

Monk Shenxiu's expression changed after hearing this.

Daoran ignored the change in his expression, pointed to another wooden sign, and continued: "This gangster, known as the King of Skinning, specializes in robbing on official roads. He does not spare men, women, old and young. He skins and kills them all. He has killed dozens of people.

people."

"And this one, because he committed adultery, he poisoned his own son and blamed it on his husband. Because he was discovered by the neighbor's children when he was poisoning, he threw the innocent child into the well and drowned."

Daoran read out the charges of these death row prisoners one by one, and his originally calm tone gradually became excited.

After reading out all the charges, Daoran said loudly: "Brother Shenxiu, you only see this giant python eating people, but you don't see how these evil sinners kill people."

"Amitabha, when will it be time for injustice to be repaid? Good and evil in this world will eventually be repaid. Junior brother, you shouldn't... Oops!"

Before Monk Shenxiu finished speaking, a rotten egg flew out of the roadside and hit him in the head.

The foul-smelling egg liquid got all over him, causing little harm but extremely insulting.

Before Monk Shenxiu had time to clean up, more rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves flew out from all directions, covering the entire area within a foot of him.

It can only be said that Shenxiu chose the wrong place. This is the market entrance, and ordinary people who watch beheadings usually bring some rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves, just to throw some joy when the death row prisoners are paraded through the streets, and to increase their sense of participation.

Although I have thrown them away a few times just now, there are still a lot of these things left. Even if there is nothing left, I can still pick them up and throw them away again.

Daoran was speechless as he watched Monk Shenxiu being drowned by the filth.

This is the power of the people's will. There is no need to explain anything at all. The spontaneous protection of passers-by can bury Monk Shenxiu.

But Dao Ran couldn't let Monk Shenxiu die like this. Although the brother was a little stunned, Dao Ran could see that Monk Shenxiu was not a bad character, he was just a young man who was deceived by Buddhist scriptures.

What I just said are all Shenxiu's true words. He really believes that there are six reincarnations in the world, so death is not terrible, but committing murder is more terrible than death.

Therefore, in Shenxiu's view, these sinners will naturally go to hell, and there is no need for him to be the executioner to increase his sins.

Unlike a certain holy monk who wishes to remain anonymous, when debating scriptures with others, 90% of them are just for the sake of leverage. He has no respect for Buddhist scriptures at all. He just takes them when he needs them and uses them when he doesn’t.

Magical change.

Daoran gave an order to Mou Zhixuan, and with a flick of his long black tail, a strong wind blew from the ground, blowing away most of the filth on Monk Shenxiu's body, but Monk Shenxiu was also blown by the strong wind and fell over.

Monk Shenxiu got up a little embarrassed and continued to glare at Dao Ran.

This is really a fool who is not afraid of death. Daoran said to him: "Brother Shenxiu, right and wrong are twists and turns, and it is difficult to explain clearly in a short while. Since you have invited me to participate in the Dharma Discussion Conference, we might as well explain it clearly at the conference."

Monk Shenxiu looked at Mou Zhixuan's huge body, and then at the angry people around him, and realized that there was nothing he could do. For the first time, he felt that just reading Buddhist scriptures was not enough. If he had the power to conquer demons,

, maybe there is no need to be so embarrassed.

"In this case, three days later, on the West Lake, a poor monk will be waiting for advice."

After leaving these words, Monk Shenxiu stepped on the rotten leaves and egg shells on the ground and left. He only suffered a few more blows along the way, looking weak, pitiful and helpless.

Dao Ran suppressed his smile, turned to Nie Zhengyan and said, "Master Nie, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to attend the Dharma Conference in three days."

In this situation, Daoran couldn't let Nie Zhengyan leave him too far, otherwise if the monster suddenly attacked, it would be too late to rescue him.

Nie Zhengyan touched his beard and muttered: "I have also heard about the Dharma Conference in Hangzhou in the capital. Of course I will not miss such a grand event. But there are so many people attending the Dharma Conference. If the monsters cause trouble there, they may be killed or injured.

heavy."

"It doesn't matter, just ask the government to come forward and ban people from watching." Daoran said.

"However, there are quite a few Buddhists participating in the Dharma Conference."

"It doesn't matter. People in Buddhism naturally have a compassionate heart to feed demons with their bodies." Daoran said firmly.

Anyway, most of them are monks from Lingyin Temple. No matter how many people die, Daoran will not be heartbroken.

After hearing this, the system agreed very much and gave Dao Ran a reward of [Curse +1].
Chapter completed!