my weird life.

Chapter 758 White umbrella mother, iron dragon (22)

"Later, I will try to see what kind of thoughts you Hutuktu had in your minds that caused him to be in this situation." Su Wu said aloud, "The situation is weird now, we may have fallen behind. Into the fierce attack without knowing it.

Ordinary people who aren't masters of treachery come to me.

I will pass on a ray of torch for you first, in order to save your life. "

Many monks around hesitated to speak.

The Hutuktus of their respective Dharma temples are also in bad condition just like that 'Rebaba'.

But Su Wu had already responded, and they could only suppress their inner anxiety temporarily.

hum!
As Su Wu's words fell, clusters of brilliant white flames suddenly flew up all over his body.

He was bathed in the light of the fire, his deep eyes first looked at Wang Ping'an, his hands formed a lamp mark on his heart, and he said, "The fire lasts forever!"

A ray of fire suddenly lit above Wang Ping'an's head!
Each torch started with Wang Ping'an, and was ignited successively above the heads of many ordinary police officers!
In the bright and clean cabin,

Bright flames swayed above the heads of many ordinary police officers!

The flame exudes a warm sense of security, making one unable to resist wanting to get closer.

The monks who control the tricks also have the feeling of wanting to get close to the balls of firewood, but because of the fierceness contained in their bodies, they instinctively resist the firewood and stand in place, bowing their heads and chanting scriptures.

The blazing light surged in the carriage, instantly dispelling the slightest chill in everyone's hearts due to the strange attack.

The flames all over Su Wu's body were exhausted. He looked at the many police officers surrounding him and said, "You are all the captains and team leaders of the special countermeasures police teams. The torch I will pass on to you, You can pass it on to all the police officers in your ranks.

The police officers under your command can also pass on the salary he inherited to their respective family members, relatives and friends.

It should be noted that although you are protected by firewood, do not do evil things.

——The fire that passed down from the Yin Ximai in the past, no matter what the Kitchen God disciples do with the fire, the Yin Ximai cannot restrain it.

But from now on, self-cultivation begins with the body of the fire god. Any generation who inherits the fire of the yin and joy meridians, once they try to use the fire to harm and oppress others, they will burn themselves and die!
If you don't believe me, you can try one or two by yourself.

Verify what I say is true! "

When Su Wu's words fell to the ground, many leaders nodded repeatedly.

In fact, there is no need for him to say much, after everyone connected the torch, they immediately felt a feeling of "going up three feet, there is a god", as if in the dark, there was a fire dragon entrenched in the void, and his bright eyes were staring at him. Own.

Once he does something evil, that fire dragon will immediately take off the firewood on his head, together with his own soul!

"By making a heart lamp seal with your hands, you can summon the fire within your body.

Disperse the heart lamp seal, and the fire will be collected in the body.

——This is just the initial use of Xinhuo. If you want to know more about the advanced use of Xinhuo, or even practice the Kitchen God Method, you can submit your resume to the Taoist Personnel Department. "Su Wu and everyone briefly introduced the method of using the firewood, and then turned to look at the monks who bowed their heads and chanted.

These monks are not all masters of trickery.

However, due to the shackles of sectarian precepts, they can't and dare not stand up under the attention of others to lead a ray of fire for themselves.

In particular, some of the monks are also Hutuktu of various temples.

"You, you, and you!" Su Wu's eyes paused for a while on the faces of several young monks in the crowd. He called the monks he had seen, but he never pointed his finger at each other, but those young monks had their own lives. In response, they all looked at him.

Among the seven or eight young monks, there are ugly monks and monks with male and female figures from the "Junlun Temple".

Su Wu looked at these young monks who didn't know why, and said aloud: "Before you entered the temple, you were also children born to your parents, and you were regarded as treasures like the moon and golden beads by your relatives.

You don't need to pay too much attention to the precepts of Buddhist temples, your lives are more precious than precepts and Dharma gates.

Being alive is the most important thing.

Come all of you,
I'm here to pass on the torch for you.

If you continue my torch and the Dharma temple wants to expel you, I will build a Dharma temple for you and teach you Tantric Dharma. "

The eight monks he pointed out seemed to be [-], [-], [-], or [-] years old, and they were still ignorant teenagers. These people were either because of their parents' admiration for the Mizangyu Temple, or because of some kind of vanity. Thoughts, worship in the temples of various dharmas, and practice with many masters and monks. In fact, they themselves do not understand the true meaning of Buddhism, nor do they know where the goal of their practice is.

Those big monks and Hutuktus had eaten, seen, and enjoyed it, and they died under the attack of the cunning, and Su Wu would not feel sorry for them.

But for such a young man, for the future vision and career map of those great monks and Hutuktus, it is not worthwhile to sacrifice his life and let his parents in his family cry blindly and bleed.

So Su Wu ordered the eight monks.

There is a convincing power in his words.

Several young monks in the crowd looked left and right, looked at the stern-faced Master of the Trickster next to them, and then at Hutuktu with an unnatural expression, they all walked out of the crowd with their heads down, and turned to Su Wu. Bow and salute.

Only the two young monks from the Zhuanlun Temple dawdled for a while before stepping out from the crowd.

The two of them made eye contact with Pubu Qunpei, the 'Geshe' from the Zhuanlun Temple in the crowd.

The male and female monks looked calm, and stared at Su Wu silently for a few seconds with their dark eyes.

The ugly monk also raised his head, glanced at Su Wu, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

The behavior of these two monks is quite different from that of ordinary young monks.

—Both are not male, but female.

Su Wu has already seen this.

He didn't know if the Zhuanlun Dharma Temple could not be restrained by men and women, and Dharma sects were passed on. After an unknown number of years, there are still a few Dharma temples that allow women to practice Tantric Dharma in the secret Tibet region that has gradually escaped from ignorance and blood.

Therefore, seeing two young monks disguised as men, Su Wu was quite touched.

The two young monks reminded him of some old people.

He quietly passed on the torch to the eight monks and asked them their names one by one.

"What's your name?" Su Wu looked at the ugly monk who lowered his head and was always prone to tears for some reason.

The ugly monk was silent for a while, then softly replied: "My disciple's name is Danjia, and I don't have an official name yet."

"...Danjia." Su Wu was in a daze for a while.

"Yes." The ugly monk bowed and folded his hands together.

The male and female priests next to 'him' followed suit and saluted Su Wu: "The disciple's name is Zhedan, just like Danjia, he has no official dharma name yet."

"I see." Su Wu nodded, and couldn't help but glance at Danjia again.

Familiar names, familiar women disguised as men.

It's just that there is no trace of disguise on the face of this monk.

She is Danjia, not Danjia after all.

Zhedan's name is very common in the Secret Tibetan Region, and it doesn't attract much attention. After Su Wu wrote down the names of several people, he asked them to go back to the crowd.

The two monks Danjia and Zhedan returned to the crowd, not far from Pubu Qunpei.

Zhedan asked Danjia, "Why do you look so frightened that you want to cry when you see that man?"

"It's not that I'm afraid." Danjia shook his head, "It's because I feel that the current situation seems to have happened to me before, and I have experienced similar things.

It was as if something precious, after longing for it for a long time, was finally lost and found again. "

"I don't have the feeling you said." Zhedan shook her head, and stretched her neck to look at Su Wu in the crowd. After a while, she turned her head and said to Danjia, "But I think that the The voice that keeps appearing in our dreams, the goal that we must pursue—should be this person.”

"Is that him?" Danjia's eyes flickered.

"Before the full moon, after the moon rises.

White Umbrella, Iron Changlong.

Blow heart witch, lotus crown. Zhedan's lips moved, and he said some irrelevant words softly, "When people are thinking, they go straight to the netherworld.

In the Tathagata's possession, light is everywhere.

In the Tathagata's possession, light is everywhere. "

Listening to Zhedan's seemingly meaningless words, Danjia became nervous: "Then shall we tell him this now?"

Zhedan turned his head and looked out of the car window.

She shook her head: "The moon is only just rising now.

Before the full moon of September and fifteenth, after the moon rose, was the right time to tell him this. "

"it is good."

The low-pitched conversation between the two female monks disguised as men in the crowd did not catch a single trace of Su Wu's ears—with his extremely keen 'intelligence', he didn't need to pay attention to anything, and his intentions could comprehend everything. When ordinary people talk, the effective information revealed in the words is extracted and sent into his thinking.

But now he didn't notice the words of the two monks at all, which is also a strange thing.

He glanced at the many trick master monks who were gradually showing signs of impatience, and then focused his gaze on the face of Hutuktu'Regaba' in Reroll Temple, who twisted his head vigorously and stared out of the car window .

If it wasn't for the long shadow snake holding Rebaba's neck in place, he would have broken his neck and died like Tsering Danba!

"Let me see what kind of thought Rebaba has in his heart.

Meanwhile, other monks who fell into their hearts—

Heard the truth: Hum! "

A mantra burst out from the tip of Su Wu's tongue, and menacing energy was released from the brow chakra, gathering into the crown chakra behind his head!
During the rotation of the top wheel,

Colorless light shines on the hearts of all present!

Those monks who tried their best to twist their necks and look out of the car window were instantly burnt away by the light to clean up the deceitful thoughts in their minds, and they all turned back from the state of obsession!
Only Hot Roll Bahutuktu still kept twisting his neck and looking obsessively out of the window.

Seeing many other monks turning their necks back and looking around blankly, the monks who control the tricks in Rerolling Temple suddenly became ugly.

(End of this chapter)