Chapter 1348 Buddhist Monk
In this weird situation, the monk didn't feel any panic. Instead, he took out a rice bowl and a wooden fish from the backpack behind him, and then stood in the middle of the shop and gently knocked on the wooden fish.
The monotonous sound of wooden fish spread far in this silent evening.
Shadows began to move behind the windows in the town.
But the monk didn't realize it, and continued to knock on the wooden fish.
finally.
The door of a room in a small town was gently pushed open, and then an old man with a bitter face walked out, holding a rough porcelain rice bowl in his hand.
I saw him waving his hand at the monk, "Stop knocking!"
The sound of the wooden fish stopped abruptly.
The monk raised his head and looked at the old man quietly.
The old man stepped forward, put the rice in his hand into the monk's rice bowl, and said with a wry smile: "Little master, we have nothing to eat in our town, that's all! You can leave as soon as you eat! "
"Thank you, benefactor!" The monk lightly clasped his hands together, and then stood on the street with the rice bowl in hand, and began to eat mouthful by mouthful.
The rice bowl is very large, but there is very little rice.
After just a few mouthfuls, the monk ate all the food.
The old man watched quietly, and after he finished eating, he waved his hand lightly, "Let's go! The faster you go, the better, this is not where you should stay!"
The monk was silent, then smiled at the old man.
"Benefactor, please go back, I will go by myself!"
The old man nodded, then turned and went back to the house.
The sound of the door closing shook the long street, and there should be many people behind the windows watching all this.
The monk turned around and left silently.
Seeing his figure disappear into the darkness, the town regained its deathly silence.
The gaze behind the window also disappeared.
But they didn't see that after the monk walked to the end of the town,
Then he stood under a big tree, holding a rosary, quietly waiting for something.
An hour, an hour and a half....
finally!
When a round of monster moon came out from the dark clouds and sprinkled crimson light, a gust of dark wind emerged from a distance, then roared and rushed over the small town. After a few circles, they landed on the sky above the street.
When the wind dissipated, there were a few ghosts with bloody lips inside.
As soon as these ghosts appeared, they let out a burst of arrogant laughter.
"The ghost master had a good time today, and it's finally our turn!" A fat-headed and big-eared ghost grinned.
"Tsk tsk, who's to say it's not! The ghost master eats and wipes clean, and doesn't leave us any, so we can only come out to fight the autumn wind!" Another ghost that was as thin as a bamboo pole also laughed.
Beside him was a blue-faced and long-toothed ghost who didn't make a sound, just sniffed, his eyes suddenly lit up, and when he stretched out his hand, his arm stretched instantly, and then he poked into a house by the road.
There was a woman's scream in the room, and then the arm retracted, and in his palm, he was holding a girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old.
The girl was thin and frail, with a look of horror on her face, but her facial features could still be seen.
Seeing this scene, these ghosts all salivated.
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect such a good thing to be hidden here, so we brothers are lucky tonight!" The fat, big-eared ghost stuck out its scarlet tongue and said greedily.
"That's right! I like this age the most. After playing with it, I can inhale living souls. It tastes so good!" The slender, stick-like ghost grinned.
Only the fierce ghost who was trying to catch people didn't make a sound, but the saliva from the corner of his mouth had already dripped down, corroding the ground into a pit.
The girl was so frightened that she almost fainted, and finally she cried out.
And the whole town was in commotion because of this cry.
But I saw figures shaking endlessly behind the windows, and I could even hear the angry breathing of many people who suppressed themselves.
These ghosts didn't care about it, instead they laughed strangely.
"Scream! The louder you scream, the happier we will be!"
"Tsk tsk, did you hear that? The people in this small town are still angry! Why? Don't you all want to live anymore?" The fat, big-eared ghost grinned.
With his roar, the restless voice gradually disappeared.
The girl trembled with fright, and despair appeared in her eyes.
But at this moment, a door of a room was suddenly pushed open, and then the old man walked out from it. Although his eyes were terrified, he still smiled apologetically.
"The small town... Lizheng, I have met all the immortals... the elders!"
"Lizheng? Hehe, what do you want to do?" The fat-headed ghost said coldly.
This Li was shaking his clothes and fighting in fright, but he forced himself to show a flattering smile, "Xian... Chang, this little girl is a fool, and she has neither father nor mother! You... You guys just hold your hands high and let her go!" Let her go!"
"Leave her alone? Why? You still have women for us to enjoy?" The slender ghost sneered.
"No... but we have saved some money and food, which can be donated to a few great immortals..." The old man said with an apologetic smile.
But before the words were finished, the ghost who grabbed the little girl suddenly shouted angrily, "Get lost!"
As he spoke, he slapped it with one palm.
There was a strong wind, if this palm hit, the old man would have to be turned into a meat paste on the spot.
There was commotion in the town.
The old man was also frightened.
But at this moment, a gray-clothed monk suddenly appeared in front of him, and he raised his palm to confront the blue-faced ghost.
boom!
After a loud noise, the ghost was shocked back a step.
The monk took three steps back.
"Buddhist monk?" The fat-headed ghost roared angrily.
The old man was also stunned.
At this time, the monk turned his head and smiled at him.
"One grain of rice, as a benefactor, is as big as Mount Sumeru! This murder, I will resolve it for you!"
"Resolution? It's up to you?" At this time, the three ghosts had already seen the monk's details.
Seeing that he was just an ordinary young monk without much strength, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, then rushed forward with a grinning grin.
For a while, I saw dark winds and ghosts.
Faced with such a predicament, the monk still showed no signs of fear, but slowly closed his eyes and chanted scriptures softly.
"Om, Balamolin Tuoning, Sapoha."
A curse was completed, the golden light shone, and they clashed with the three ghosts.
boom!
Two of the ghosts were blown away, only this green-faced ghost shattered the golden light, and said with a sneer, "If you want to save us, you'd better save yourself first!"
As he spoke, he raised his palm and clapped.
Compassion appeared on the monk's face, he clasped his hands together, and said softly: "May my body be destroyed, and you will be safe!"
After all, he met the palm without hesitation.
"Little Master!" The old man exclaimed.
The green-faced ghost laughed strangely, "What a bunch of stupid bald heads! Sacrifice yourself to protect others? What are you trying to do?"
But at this moment, only a soft sigh was heard, and then the three ghosts suddenly felt an unstoppable momentum rushing straight at them.
Before the three ghosts could react, they were imprisoned by this momentum.
Then the three of them gradually disappeared into thin air amidst the horror on their faces.