Text Chapter 1772 Old Thief, Do You Think I Am Just a Decoration?

Before seeing the whole temple, the sound of chanting has been heard. The sound is not loud, pleasant, and it seems like a chant from the sky. It is a woman's voice.

The sound of chanting immediately calmed Miao Yi and Yu Luosha's mentality and effectively relieved their tension.

The three of them showed their heads one by one at the bottom of the steps and saw the situation outside the temple. Outside the temple, two bald men sat cross-legged on the left and right of the door.

Master Qijie closed his eyes with a kind face. Except for the beads in his hand slowly moving, there was no other movement. The other back facing the steps looked a little thin in the wide monk's robe. He also had a shaved head. The woman's chanting sound came from her.

Unlike the bright and clean monk's robe on Bajie, the monk's robes on the two people were old and shabby. Bajie, who walked in front of the two people, stood there like facing two beggars. This scene made Miao Yi's teeth itch. He felt that if he were Master Qijie, he would have to break the legs of this unworthy disciple.

The temple was pitch black, and Miao Yi and Yu Luosha, who could not use their magic eyes, could not see the situation inside.

Bajie glanced at the temple gate and said, "Master, someone is here to see you."

The blood demon, whose bald head had been tanned into bronze and whose face was also dark, turned a deaf ear to the outside world and recited the scriptures devoutly, as if he had not heard Bajie's words.

Miao Yi looked at the blood demon in front of him with a very complicated mood. He could still remember the situation when he and Zhongli Kuai first met the blood demon. At that time, the blood demon was strange and weird, with a demonic style, and was also very beautiful. Not to mention the horror in the blood demon formation, the various life-and-death struggles between the two were vivid in his mind, but now there was no trace of demonic aura on the blood demon. The former beauty had faded, and the expression was peaceful with his eyes closed. The tanned skin seemed like a woman doing farm work in the countryside.

The world is really like a chess game, which made Miao Yi feel very emotional. At this moment, Miao Yi no longer had any thoughts of revenge on the blood demon.

After hearing what Bajie said, Miao Yi quickly looked at Master Qijie again.

Master Qijie slowly opened his eyes and looked. When he saw Miao Yi, his expression was obviously stunned. He was obviously surprised and a little bit unbelievable that Miao Yi would appear here. He held the rosary in his hands and clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha." There was a slight smile on his face, but he seemed to say less.

For this person, Miao Yi has always respected him from the bottom of his heart. In his mind, this person is the real compassionate Buddhist. He is absolutely unambiguous in sacrificing his life for the sake of benevolence. In the small world, he doesn't care whether he is a good person or a bad person. Whether it is good or evil, there is nothing to say about this person. He is definitely not the kind of Buddhist who is full of false benevolence, false righteousness and false morality, not to mention that he has taken care of Lao Er for so many years. This is also compassionate. If other masters meet a disciple like Lao Er, it would be strange if they don't clean up the door. How can they allow Lao Er to mess around for a long time. In addition to respect, he is extremely grateful from the bottom of his heart. Miao Yi clasped his hands together and bowed respectfully, saying: "Master, see you again."

The Jade Rakshasa on the side was somewhat surprised to see this scene. In her opinion, it goes without saying that Niu Youde had done all kinds of things in the Heavenly Court. He was a man who dared to confront all the bigwigs in the Heavenly Court. Even when he spoke to her previous self, he did not show any weakness. Now he was so respectful from the bottom of his heart. This was the first time she had seen this. She could not help but look at Master Qijie seriously.

Master Qijie glanced at Yu Luosha, bowed slightly and clasped his hands together to salute. Yu Luosha pinched out the flower-picking finger in front of her chest to return the salute.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly burst out from the temple. Miao Yi and Yu Luosha were immediately attracted and looked over quickly.

A golden figure suddenly appeared in the dark and empty temple gate. He was tall and wore a monk's robe diagonally. One shoulder was bare, and his arms and feet were bare. Like a golden statue in a temple, his whole body was covered with a layer of gold powder. His face was almost invisible under the golden light. He had a high nose bridge, high cheekbones, thick lips, thin cheeks, and the golden light in his eyes was even stronger, like two golden flames, which was very frightening.

Even if he was restricted inside the temple gate, the indescribable sense of oppression was also frightening.

The temperature outside the temple seemed to drop instantly, and a cold and gloomy wind rose out of nowhere, blowing the dust on the ground.

Even a fool knew that this person should be the soul of the evil monk Nanbo. Miao Yi and Yu Luosha's breathing was almost stagnant, staring at the golden figure inside. In this situation, they could give people such great pressure. It was not difficult for the two to imagine the momentum of this person before his death. It was rumored that this guy regarded himself as the supreme god and regarded all living beings in the world as ants.

The two could feel that the two golden flames were staring at them. Although they could not see each other's eyes clearly, they could feel the monstrous hatred in each other's eyes.

"Mi Mani Om..." A series of rapid chanting sounds suddenly rang in the ears of the two people, rumbling and echoing in their minds, and soon formed a vortex. Under the vortex seemed to be an endless abyss, and the consciousness of the two people quickly fell into it.

The moment the consciousness fell into it, it seemed to wake up instantly. The scene in front of Miao Yi was that Master Qijie and Bajie were laughing crazily and obscenely, as if they were crazy, stripping Yun Zhiqiu and Yueyao's clothes. The two women were wailing bitterly, and the blood demon was holding a sword to kill Hongchen and other concubines. The screams came one after another, and Miao Yi's eyes were about to burst.

Yu Luosha didn't know what she saw, and her bright eyes were wide, her eyes were full of bloodshot, and her hands and ten fingers trembled as she looked at Master Qijie, Bajie and the blood demon, as if she was going to rush up and fight.

Bajie looked back at Miao Yi and Yu Luosha, who were holding their heads in pain from time to time, and the sword on his waist was unsheathed with a "clang", thrown out, and slammed hard on the temple wall with a bang.

Dong...

A loud bell rang suddenly in the temple, and the golden figure inside the door screamed "Ah", staggered back and held his head, as if his head had been hit by something heavy.

The blood demon who was cross-legged and chanting sutras clasped his hands and sang loudly, and the chanting volume instantly became louder.

Master Qijie, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating, quickly put his hands together and chanted sutras loudly.

Miao Yi and Jade Rakshasa were a little staggered, their faces were pale, they were covered in cold sweat, their eyes were closed and they were trembling.

Bajie, who threw the sword, quickly turned around and walked up to the two of them. He waved his wide sleeves and the ten fingers in the sleeves flew out to pinch out the Buddhist seals. Like the jade Rakshasa's fingers, they suddenly divided into two parts. The two jumped out from the sleeves of their robes, put their fingers on the foreheads of Miao Yi and Yu Luosha respectively, and murmured a series of scriptures in their mouths: "Not a demon, not a calamity, not abiding, not empty, dust-free." Be innocent, don't be tempted, don't follow, don't be angry, don't love, it's hard to start, it's hard to end, I'm holding flowers to you, it's like a dream..."

After repeating it several times, Bajie gave a decisive drink after reciting it several times. Miao Yi and Yu Luosha shivered like a wake-up call, and slowly opened their eyes. Their eyes were clear and clear, and they could hardly breathe. Looking at Bajie, the cold sweat on his face was still flowing down. Thinking about what happened just now, just like Bajie's last drink, it was like a dream! The two of them seemed to be waking up from a nightmare.

Bajie put down his hands, clasped his hands and sang: "Amitabha!"

Miao Yi and Jade Rakshasa looked inside the temple again. The soul of the demon monk Nan Bo sat down cross-legged. The soaring golden light on his body had dimmed and became indistinct, but the sudden change in the scene still left them with lingering fears. The two of them knew very well that they were almost controlled by the demon monk Nan Bo just now, and they almost rushed out to help him deal with Qijie, Bajie and the blood demon.

The strong chanting sounds of Master Qijie and the blood demon rose and fell together very regularly, which not only dimmed the spirit of the demon monk Nan Bo, but also quickly soothed the frightened emotions of Miao Yi and Jade Rakshasa.

"Aren't you called the Jade Faced Buddha? Are you so easy to follow?" Bajie stared at the Jade Rakshasa with some contempt and asked.

Jade Rakshasa pursed his lips twice. Compared to the other party, he was unable to defend himself.

Bajie then turned around and walked to the door of the temple. He stared at the soul sitting cross-legged inside and sneered. He first picked up his sword and sheathed it on his waist. Then he left everyone behind and walked around to the other end of the temple, temporarily disappearing. When he came back again, he picked up a big hammer from nowhere in his hand. With a bang, he stood at the door, holding the hammer pole with one hand and akimbo with the other, staring coldly at the soul sitting cross-legged inside. That monk's robe is so awkward.

Bajie shouted inward, "You're still evil now? Old thief, do you think I'm just a decoration?"

The soul sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of golden flame eyes reappeared. He stood up, and the golden light on his body surged again, floating to the door. There was only an arm's length between him and Bajie, and he made a rumbling and echoing sound, "You If you can't kill me, why bother doing this useless thing? The more you offend me, the worse your fate will be after I leave. Don't you understand? Do you believe that I will let you suffer in the sea of ​​misery for the rest of your life?"

The blood demon and Master Qijie stopped chanting sutras almost at the same time, and turned their heads to look at Bajie. Master Qijie sighed, "Bajie!" as if to stop him.

Bajie ignored him at all, only stared at Shenhun and sneered: "I'm talking a lot, are you scared or guilty? Kneel down and beg me, otherwise I will make you suffer enough now!"

The voice of the soul rumbled: "Ignorant junior, I don't know the power of the gods..."

Before he could finish his words, Bajie spat and said, "You bastard!"

Shenhun was speechless and trembling with anger. However, he had already learned Bajie's verbal ethics. When it came to swearing, he was really no match for Bajie. Even if he was still the overlord of the world during his lifetime, he knew that as long as he dared to talk back, Immediately you hear something even harsher.

"You have become a prisoner. How dare you mention your power in front of grandpa? Let me eat your grandfather's power first!" Bajie said disdainfully and walked aside with the hammer. He picked up the sledgehammer with both hands and smashed it without saying a word. Toward the courtyard wall.

Boom boom boom...

The big sleeves of the monk's robe kept swinging, hammering one after another.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The roaring bells echoed endlessly in the temple.

"Ah..." The soul instantly held its head, and the screams were mixed with the rumbling bells. The whole person stumbled in the temple, looking in agony. The golden light on his body quickly dimmed, and a golden man looked like a golden man. The bottom turned gray, just like the gradually cooling volcanic lava. The outer shell was gradually darkening, but the fire inside could be seen through the cracks. The soul was wailing and struggling in agony. (To be continued.)