The man in rich clothes raised his fingertips lightly, and a bit of cold light was like a star, which penetrated from the strong man's throat.
Plop.
The strong man fell to the ground with a heavy body, and the slaps stopped. After three breaths, blood gurgled out from the hole in his throat, and he never closed his eyes until his death. His body still maintained the slapping posture, and gradually became stiff.
The smell of blood filled the air. However, both the man in rich clothes and the old monk were each sipping the tea in their hands, and they seemed not to have noticed what had just happened.
The man's eyes were gentle and he looked at the old monk who was motionless: "I am obviously asking Master for Buddhist teachings, why are you only talking about the Tea Sutra?"
"Amitabha! Whether it's Buddhism or tea, it's all the same." The old monk smiled lightly, and the light in his eyebrows was wise and transparent: "Everything in the world is in the human heart. I am the source of all things."
The man paused for a moment, savoring what he said carefully before nodding: "Thank you, Master, for your advice."
"Young Master, there is no need to be polite." The old monk slowly closed his eyes: "This is destiny, everything is destined!"
The man's eyes flashed slightly, and he felt that his words had a profound meaning. He couldn't help but raise his eyes to stare at him, but the old monk only looked calm and calm.
"I'm confused about something. I've been here for many days, but I haven't seen any disciples in the temple?" the man said with a smile.
"It's unfortunate that the young master is here. A few days ago, all of Lao Na's disciples went down the mountain to beg for alms, and they haven't returned yet."
The man didn't speak anymore, and tapped slowly on the table with his slender fingers. His voice was monotonous and irregular. The old monk still had a slight smile on his face, unmoved.
After a long time, he paused his fingers and stood up slowly: "I feel guilty for disturbing my teacher for a few days, so let's just say goodbye."
"Donor, please go slowly." The old monk clasped his hands together and did not hold back.
The man reached into his arms and took out a shining ingot of pure gold. He handed it to the old monk respectfully: "I've been bothering you for a few days. Let's use these lunches as the cost of repairing the temple."
"Thank you so much, donor." The old monk did not refuse and reached out to take the gold. He politely sent the man in rich clothes out of the mountain gate.
After the person had gone far away, he said the Buddha's name, turned around and closed the door.
Whoosh.
There was a loud sound in the sky, and the bright electric light cut through the night sky. Bright and dazzling blood drops sprayed out like a rain, and the old monk fell in a pool of blood. His eyes were closed tightly, and the heavy gold in his hand rolled down the mud all over his body.
Whoosh.
Another rocket dipped in tung oil came with a roar. The old monk fell to the ground and his whole body was ignited with flames. The next moment, arrows like flying fireballs were shot from all directions, and the thousand-year-old temple was instantly destroyed. The flames
soaring.
This situation is actually the same as the scene on another distant mountain.
The abbot died and the ancient temple was destroyed by fire, leaving no trace of the people and things. The twenty taels of pure gold were not used to repair the ancient temple, but to build a new temple.
No more, no less!
In a pavilion halfway up the mountain, the man looked at the mountaintop, which was as bright as day, and spoke slowly: "All conditioned dharma are like bubbles in a dream. They are like dew or lightning. They should be viewed like this!"
Deep in the dark eyes, a cold and cruel light came quietly: "Old monk, don't blame me! If you are unwilling to do so, wish me victory. When I become successful, I will build a golden body for you and enjoy the incense and worship it forever.
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"Sir, what should we do next?" In the pavilion, a man in black came quietly.
The man thought for a moment and smiled: "This time, I will go and meet her in person!"
