Chapter 732: Steal a Buddhist Scripture and Ride on a Bald Donkey

As expected, the most effective way to solve problems is still doing what you do!

In the past few days, although he was indeed sad, Fang Xing's nature also allowed him to sneak around Lingshan Temple. Although there were still some forbidden areas that he could not go to, the layout and staffing of the entire Lingshan Temple array were It was almost clear to the chest... In jargon, this was a good step. So in the end, when he found that as long as he wanted to survive, the only way to survive was to be a monk, Fang Xing made a painful decision. , resolutely ran to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and grabbed a handful...

Of course, for other people, when they made this decision, they were actually resisting it in their hearts!

He just stepped on it inadvertently, and happened to prepare a big bag, and then made a mistake on impulse!

Now he fled towards the outskirts of Lingshan Temple with a maniacal mind.

The process went very smoothly. It’s not that Fang Xing really had the ability to enter and leave Lingshan Temple like no one else. The main reason was that Lingshan Temple was such a large ancient temple and very few people were seen. In addition, most of the people who entered Lingshan Temple were... Poor people who have nowhere to go in the world of spiritual practice. Even if they enter Lingshan Temple, they will be despairing and stay in seclusion all year round. Unless the decree from the head of Lingshan Temple comes down or a powerful enemy invades to destroy their last life. A place for one to live, otherwise the world will fall apart, and they will ignore it.

And most of the Arhats who were personally trained by Lingshan are now helping Xiao Xue to refine demons with the fair-weather monks. Although the remaining few people are not weak in cultivation, they are still very clever at half-step Nascent Soul like Fang Xing. In front of the little thief with magic skills, the protective power is really of little use, and the great monks of Lingshan Temple probably never thought that this little devil would become a thief...

Various factors, coupled with the power of Yin Yang God and Demon Mirror, and stepping on it in advance, he avoided all the restrictions and rushed straight to the outside of the outer temple.

The walls of Lingshan Temple are not high. Fang Xing carefully selected a place with the weakest restraining force and jumped onto the wall carefully. Looking back, he saw that the huge Lingshan Temple was immersed in darkness and quiet. , apparently no one had discovered the theft of the Sutra Hall, so he felt ecstatic, shouted excitedly, and jumped out.

When you jump out, you really feel like the sea is wide and the fish can jump, and the sky is high and the birds can fly!

At this time, I felt the greatest satisfaction I had felt in ten years. It felt so different to rob Lingshan Temple!

After jumping over the temple wall, he jumped into the air and flew towards the bright moon, which was as huge as a roulette wheel. He was so excited that he wanted to scream.

But just as he started to indulge, a surprising voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Brother, where are you going?"

"****..."

Fang Xing almost fell down, and when he turned around in panic, he saw the curious face of the little monk Shenxiu.

"Damn bald donkey, your uncle wants to kill me..."

Fang Xing came to his senses and slapped him. He really wanted to beat this bald donkey to death!

I'm a thief right now. Damn, if you say something like that, it will scare people to death, okay?

"Ouch, senior brother, don't fight..."

Little monk Shenxiu subconsciously held his head and begged for mercy.

"Your uncle, aren't you going to recite sutras? Why are you floating here like a ghost?"

Fang Xing kicked the little monk Shenxiu in the butt hatefully, fearing that he would scream too loudly, but he did not dare to be cruel.

Shenxiu was used to being beaten by Fang Xing during this period of time. He just thought it was an itch, so Fang Xing stopped beating him. He patted his butt and stood up, curiously looking at the big bag on Fang Xing's back. He glanced at it twice and said doubtfully: "I was reciting the sutra just now, but I still felt that I couldn't calm down. It seemed that there was something wrong with my principles, so I wanted to come and talk to you, senior brother, but as soon as I came out, I saw you coming here. Run, I'll follow you and take a look...where are you going? What are you carrying on your back?"

Fang Xing was thick-skinned. He touched Shenxiu's bald head with a smile and said, "I'm going out for a walk. You should go back first..."

As he said this, he put his pockets on his back and ran away.

Shenxiu had a strange look in his eyes and said, "Senior brother, why do you look like a thief?"

When the word "thief" was mentioned, Shenxiu's eyes suddenly widened, and he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth: "Thief..."

Fang Xingdeng suddenly had a cold expression on his face, looked at Shenxiu with evil intentions and said, "Shut up if you don't want to be silenced by me!"

Shenxiu was really panicked and hurriedly said with a sad face: "Senior brother, what you are doing is wrong. I have to tell the chief..."

"you……"

Fang Xing became anxious when he saw him. He knew that this little monk Shenxiu looked silly and should not be underestimated. He beat him every day and had already discovered that this thief was very bald, but he was afraid of himself and did not dare to It's just a fight with myself. If a move is really made, it's not sure who will deal with who. Besides, this place is so close to Lingshan Temple, so it would be bad if it alarms others.

With such a change in his heart, he sneered: "Go ahead, if you go, I will say it was the two of us who did it!"

This statement made the young monk Shenxiu stunned, and said with a sad face: "Senior brother, you can't do this, the chief will not believe you!"

Fang Xing picked his nose impatiently and said, "Then how do you explain being here with me in the middle of the night?"

Shenxiu said: "I'm here to find you..."

Fang Xingdao: "Then why did you come to me?"

Shenxiu said: "I think there is something wrong with my Taoist heart, so I came to you..."

Fang Xing interrupted him: "What if I ask you what's wrong with your Taoist heart?"

Shenxiu said: "When I was chanting sutras and meditating, I always thought about the fat, chicks, babies, etc. you mentioned..."

"Haha, you, a monk, think these things in front of Buddha, you are possessed..."

Fang Xing's words made Shenxiu stunned for a moment, and he said in horror: "I don't have one..."

"Hehehe..."

Fang Xing looked at him with contempt.

The little monk Shenxiu couldn't deceive him. He felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Fang Xing looked at him with a smile, thinking that if he escaped now, the young monk would definitely not stop him, but if he returned to Lingshan Temple in despair, someone would definitely find out his flaw. If it were the monks in Lingshan Temple, It would be bad if I chased you out, so I simply changed my mind and continued to confuse: "Think about it, what would the leader do if he found out that you have evil thoughts?"

The young monk Shenxiu's face was filled with fear: "One...ten thousand times of the Prajna Sutra?"

Fang Xing scorned: "This is a small one. I'm probably afraid that you will become possessed and will never let you go down the mountain again!"

The face of the little monk Shenxiu was already gloomy.

When I had an in-depth chat with Fang Xing before, he once told me about his life. He grew up in a monk's temple since he was a child, studied Buddhist scriptures and practiced Buddhist techniques under the guidance of eminent monks in the temple. Years ago, with the permission of the first one, he went down the mountain once and went to the northern region to seek an opportunity to establish a Taoist temple in Lingshan Temple. However, that was an extremely difficult task for him, but he was halfway through because Fang Xing stole the Fengchan Great Cauldron. He died young and was recalled to Lingshan Temple by the first leader, and he never left again.

After returning to Lingshan Temple, he has been thinking about the experiences outside the temple. Although to Fang Xing, the things that the young monk experienced, such as the sunset at the end of the field, some strange beasts he has never seen before, and the long journey In China, the waves on the sea transformed a few man-eating demons, and the peasant woman behind the firewood door gave him a bowl of water. These were all commonplace things.

But for Shenxiu, these experiences have made him never forget them for ten years, always thinking about the second chance to go down the mountain. Now, Fang Xing hit him in the heart, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even speak. I can't speak.

When Fang Xing saw Huo Hou, he smiled and said, "So now you have only one way..."

The little monk Shenxiu was stunned for a moment, and then asked hurriedly and pleadingly: "Senior brother, teach me..."

Fang Xing rolled his eyes: "Come down the mountain with me, young master, let's go now!"

The young monk Shenxiu was startled: "I didn't get the first decree!"

Fang Xingdao: "Just say that I tied you down the mountain, and it's not your responsibility to catch you back like this!"

The young monk Shenxiu was stunned and seemed to be quite moved, but he still hesitated and said: "No, no, the leader knows how to curse!"

Fang Xing sneered and said, "After we come down from the mountain, I will force you to eat fat and oily meat!"

The little monk Shenxiu swallowed, but still shook his head firmly and said: "No, no, it will violate the precepts!"

Fang Xing chuckled and said, "After we come down from the mountain, I will force you to grab those shiny treasures..."

The little monk Shenxiu was completely confused, and after a while he said: "I feel... still not good..."

Fang Xing sneered disdainfully: "After we come down from the mountain, I will force you to peek at a woman taking a bath..."

The little monk Shenxiu was not calm at all. His face was filled with a battle between heaven and man, and his expressions changed from yin to yang, just like a battlefield. After a long time, he finally strengthened his faith. His expression was as solemn as that of Buddha, and like a hero who sacrificed his life generously. He clasped his hands together. , chanted "Buddha" in a low voice, then stretched out his two hands in front of Fang Xing, closed his mouth tightly and said nothing.

But Fang Xing was stunned: "What are you doing?"

The little monk Shenxiu said solemnly: "Tie him up!"

"Forehead……"

This time it was Fang Xing's turn to be stunned. He took a closer look at the little monk and felt a little strange for a moment.

The young monk Shenxiu said seriously: "Senior brother, I will resist when you force me!"

Fang Xing subconsciously said: "Then I will fight until you agree!"

The little monk Shenxiu breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Then I'll be relieved, tie it up quickly!"

A simple low-level magic weapon binding immortal rope tied up the little monk Shenxiu of Lingshan Temple who was most likely to become the disciple of Lingshan Buddha besides Fang Xing. He raised his two hands and let Fang Xing lightly He walked forward with a relaxed hand, looking like he was giving a generous sacrifice. But Fang Xing was carrying a big bag full of Buddhist scriptures on his back. As he walked, he muttered: "Damn it, you want to grab a Buddhist scripture and give a ride to a bald donkey?"