The strongest ghost-eating system of horror recovery

"Master Jingshi, do I have the qualifications to argue with you now?"

At this time, the monk Fuhai asked, the golden sun behind him, with the help of his two junior brothers, was no different in size from the golden sun behind the monk Jing Shi, but the color was much dimmer.

"can."

Monk Jingshi smiled calmly.

"I once heard from Master that you have helped many people and received their gratitude." Monk Fuhai stared at Monk Jingshi and said, "Have you ever thought about whether you are doing good or evil by helping them?"

"Helping others is naturally a kind thing." Monk Jingshi nodded and responded.

When Monk Fuhai heard this answer, a smug smile appeared on his face.

"And do you know what happened to every single person you helped?" he said.

"The people we help are determined by fate, so what does their past have to do with the poor monk?" Monk Jingshi replied.

"Since this is the case, can you still be sure that you are doing good deeds?"

The eyes of the monk Fuhai flashed brightly, and before the answer from the monk Jingshi, he continued: "One of the people you helped killed and took the lives of others! You helped him and let him live better. Is this true?" Fair to the man who was killed? Do you still think you are doing a good deed?"

Monk Jingshi's calm face didn't change a bit, but he didn't say a word, as if he was stumped by this question.

"Master Jingshi, are you doing good deeds or evil deeds?"

Seeing that Monk Jingshi didn't say a word, Fuhai continued to ask.

Monk Jingshi closed his eyes and remained silent.

"Master Jingshi, good deed or evil deed?"

"Master Jingshi, good or evil?"

"Master Jingshi, good or evil?
"Master Jingshi..."

Words of accountability hit Monk Jingshi's heart like heavy hammers, shaking his Buddha's heart and questioning the correctness of his previous practice.

In this debate, if Monk Jingshi loses, all his cultivation will be greatly damaged, and the winner is entitled to take away his practice. The goal is so bloody and realistic.

"Good and evil are not determined by people, but by the heart." Monk Jingshi opened his eyes and slowly spit out a sentence.

Monk Fuhai stopped to question, and stared at Monk Jingshi proudly, he wanted to see how Monk Jingshi would solve the situation.

"Change is inseparable from oneself, good and evil are hard to distinguish, regardless of the original mind."

"That man has done evil, so he deserves what he deserves."

Monk Jingshi waved his hand, and a phantom of a bearded man with a scar on his face appeared beside him.

"Is this the person you mentioned?"

Monk Fuhai nodded, looking at the phantom with a look of surprise in his eyes, he didn't mention the person's appearance, but Monk Jingshi actually deduced it.

"He had no father or mother since he was a child. Before he finished elementary school, he was sold to work in a black factory by his relatives. He worked hard all day long and couldn't get rid of it."

"Until he was 20 years old, he could barely have some rest time for himself. The depression since childhood made him taciturn all day long, and the betrayal of his relatives meant that he no longer had love for the world."

"At nine o'clock that night, he dragged his tired body out of the factory. His eyes were full of anger after being scolded by the director, but he didn't dare to go back and beat the arrogant director. , he knew he would lose his only source of income."

"Full of anger and nowhere to vent, he decided to drink some wine to relieve his sorrow."

"When he came to the tavern, he asked the storekeeper for a bottle of strong liquor, and drank it alone in a small cup."

"Suddenly, a group of gangsters with steel sticks and machetes broke in. As soon as they came in, they started smashing things in the store and started chasing people away."

"They are a group of social dregs who have nothing to do all day long. This time, they were instructed by the store's competitors to come here to cause damage, which made the store unable to continue."

"A young gangster took a machete, chopped it on the table in front of the man, and yelled at him to get out."

"The man didn't respond. He was still sipping his wine slowly. That little bastard was young and energetic. No wonder someone ignored him so much, and just waved his fist at the man."

"The man caught his fist. He has been doing physical work in a factory since he was a child. He has good physical fitness. How can the gangsters on the street be his opponents? Maybe it's because of the alcohol, and the anger in his heart swelled because of the master's scolding. .”

"With red eyes, he picked up the white wine bottle on the table and threw it at the bastard's head."

"The gangster was stunned, but the knife in his hand subconsciously slashed at the man."

"The man was angry, his eyes were red, and he roared angrily: You all want me to die! You all want me to die! Okay, I will let you die before me!"

"He took the knife and stabbed it in the chest of the little gangster."

"In an instant, blood stained his vision, screams filled his ears, and everything became chaotic."

"The man looked at the little bastard with a shocked face, and watched his blood slowly flow to his hand through the blade, and he instantly became sober."

"The man looked at his hands in disbelief. He actually... killed someone!"

"Although he is panicking now, his reason tells him that he should run away."

"The man with blood on his hands rushed out of the store and rushed towards the mountains outside the town. He had to escape into the mountains so as not to be caught. He wanted to live! Live for himself!"

"He managed to escape into the mountain. On the way up the mountain, he met a poor monk."

"The poor monk just went down the mountain to start training. Seeing the man in such a mess, seeing the blood on his hands, he already knew what he had done."

"But the poor monk didn't point him out, but asked him if he encountered difficulties."

"The man nodded, his eyes full of fear, he thought he was going to be caught by the poor monk and sent down the mountain."

"But the poor monk didn't do that."

"I sent him to the small courtyard where I lived with Master, and let him live here, hiding from the world."

"The first person I helped was him. He was a wicked man who killed someone. If I do good to the wicked, the good will become evil."

Monk Jingshi made a big deal, but in the end he seemed to give up.

Monk Fuhai was overjoyed, he was about to win.

But Monk Jingshi changed the topic.

"But after the man settled down on the mountain, he saw the Buddha statue in the small courtyard, voluntarily shaved his hair, and became a monk."

"No one taught him how to recite the scriptures, so he picked up the scriptures in the house and recited them himself."

"He also takes the initiative to water the peach trees in the yard, and he also pays homage to the lonely grave outside the yard every day."

"He gave himself a title called Atonement."

"He worships the Buddha all day long, patrols the mountains once a day, and points out the way back for those who are lost."

"He went from being a bad guy to a good guy."

"So, is it still evil for the poor monk to help him?"

Monk Fuhai was shocked. Monks are not allowed to tell lies. Since there is no problem with what Monk Jingshi said, then what he said is indeed true.

He started to panic, things didn't go the way he had previewed.

"When kindness meets evil, kindness will be hurt, so should we be kind people or evil people? We should neither be good people nor evil people, we should be evil kind people."

"A good man can influence a wicked man, and a wicked man can become a good man."

"Good and evil are in a single thought, so if you do good deeds from your heart, you will do good. It doesn't matter the past of the person who does the good, and doesn't care about the evil of the person."

Monk Jingshi clasped his palms together and uttered a Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, this poor monk won."

"puff!"

The monk Fuhai on the opposite side spat out a big mouthful of blood, and Jin Yang behind him also shattered.

Fu Bao and Fu An also spit out a mouthful of blood, Fu Hai was defeated, but it was the three of them who came back, because the power is shared by the three of them.

"Let's go, I saw a lot of people."

Monk Jingshi ignored the three people on the ground. He walked to the window and looked down at the surrounding buildings.

"it is good."

Qin Ze nodded, the betting game has already begun, and now their goal is to rush to the location given by Monk Jingshi as soon as possible.

As for Zheng Feng...

He glanced at the three people on the ground who were dispirited, um, there shouldn't be any problem.

Since there were already many people coming around, the three of them chose to go down the stairs.

The speed was very fast, and Monk Jingshi directly grabbed the two of them and flew down through the hole in the middle of the stairs.

Fortunately, no one climbed the stairs, otherwise they would have been scared to death seeing this scene.

"Go to Yanzhou City first."

Monk Jingshi looked around, and there were already many strong energies rushing towards them.

Wei Yuan reached out to stop a taxi, and the three got into the car.

The driver was a young man with fair skin. He asked in a high-pitched voice, "Where are you three going?"

Qin Ze's eyes flickered, and he was about to destroy the car door, but Monk Jingshi stretched out his hand to stop him.

Qin Ze looked at Monk Jingshi suspiciously, only to see him shaking his head, the calm look in his eyes reassured him.

"Yanzhou City."

Monk Jingshi replied.

"Alright, all three sit down."

The young man laughed, and the car started to gallop towards Yanzhou City at a terrifying speed.

This scene directly stunned the passers-by and drivers around. When did the taxi perform so well?

What they can't see with naked eyes is that the energy under the taxi's tires supports the taxi, making the taxi fly at an extremely low altitude.

Inside the car, Monk Jing Shi felt the energy behind him, and he was thrown away.

At this time, the car had left the city and was galloping on the highway.

"Master Jingshi." The young man said suddenly, but it wasn't that high-pitched voice.

"Benefactor, please send us to Yanzhou City." Monk Jing Shi said with a normal face.

"Hahaha, there are no high mountains and rivers in Yanzhou City, and no scenery to enjoy. Why don't you come to Changming Mountain for a while and enjoy the scenery."

The young man stopped the car, turned his head and smiled at Monk Jingshi.

"Although Changming Mountain is good, it doesn't have what the poor monk wants. I accept the benefactor's wishes, and I will ask the benefactor to drive on his behalf!"

When Monk Jingshi uttered the word "representative driver", the golden light in his eyes was shining brightly on the young man's face.

"not good!"

The young man's face changed, and he subconsciously wanted to cover it, but it was too late.

The golden light in his eyes became more and more intense until he lost consciousness...

"Willing to work for the master."

There was a faint golden light in the young man's eyes, and he turned his head stiffly. The car continued to "fly" and galloped towards Yanzhou City.

"This!"

Wei Yuan looked at Monk Jingshi in shock, and controlled an enemy in the blink of an eye. This method...is really terrifying.

Under the terrifying "driving skills" of young people, in just half an hour, Wei Yuan and others came from Jin'an City to the outside of the Xitang Forest in Dongchao District, Yanzhou City.

It was not that there were no enemies who attacked on the road, but they were all dealt with by Monk Jing Shi, and the trunk was full of people.

"Thank you benefactor, I am tired from driving, please take a nap for me."

Monk Jingshi folded his hands together and bowed to the young man. The young man closed his eyes and passed out.

Monk Jingshi turned around and looked at the forest in front of him.

"Two benefactors, let's go, the enemies are here."

Monk Jingshi clasped his hands together, like a pious pilgrim, slowly walked into this dangerous forest.

Wei Yuan and Qin Ze looked at each other and followed, they knew that what happened before was just a small fight, and the real enemies were hiding everywhere in the forest.

It has just rained here, and there are still crystal drops of water hanging on the leaves.

The three of them were walking on the road in the middle of the forest. Monk Jing Shi walked very slowly, as if deliberately walking slowly to wait for the enemy to appear.

Although Wei Yuan and the others were anxious, everyone involved was like this, so there was no need for them to be eunuchs.

After the three of them walked for a while without incident, there was a strange noise from the forest on the left, and the leaves rustled. Finally, someone couldn't help but make a move.

"Master Jingshi!"

A man dressed in jet black appeared in front of the three of them, blocking the way forward.

He wore a black ghost mask, and his voice was a bit dull.

"donor."

Monk Jingshi did not stop, but still walked towards him slowly.

"This is a member of the Mo school. They are good at sealing evil spirits with calligraphy and painting. They belong to the rather weird Taoist school."

Qin Ze looked at the man and explained.

Monk Jing Shi was getting closer and closer to the man, and the man seemed to want to say something, but Jing Shi was almost on his face, and he couldn't move away.

Immediately, he took out a scroll from his arms.

"seal up!"

The scroll unfolded with his soft shout, and there was a big character "Chi" written inside.

It emitted a streak of black light that enveloped Monk Jingshi in an attempt to trap him.

But a brighter golden light suddenly burst out from Monk Jingshi's body, overshadowing the black.

"laugh!"

The scroll was torn apart by a huge force, and the black color also disappeared.

The Mo School man looked at Monk Jing Shi in shock, this was inscribed by his master himself!
This monk Jingshi actually broke open like drinking water, this is simply...

"Benefactor, please let me go."

Monk Jingshi's calm voice reached his ears.

He moved away subconsciously and looked at Monk Jingshi blankly, knowing that he couldn't stop this man.

Wei Yuan and the two followed Monk Jingshi, since they were escorted by a big boss, they were also happy to play soy sauce.

The Mopai man stood in place, watched Monk Jingshi slowly go away, and muttered in his mouth: "Jingshi...Jingshi, Wushuang..."