Journey to the West: Moral Heaven

In fact, Chen E didn't understand very much. Judging from Lu Na's performance, she looked like a little girl in love, but the reality was very bizarre. There were dozens of men from the Lian tribe who had a fixed relationship with her, and occasionally called her. Playing wild food, in her long life of more than 4000 years, how many men's beds have she slept in?

The three of them walked together, Lu Na was like a happy little princess, she was surrounded by Chen E and the route, and met several men and women on the way, chatting and laughing, and went to Nalanda Temple.

In front of the gate of Nalanda Temple, there was already a sea of ​​people, and each branch of the lotus tribe stood in order according to their cultivation level and living area and waited.

The distribution of Gongde Pills is not to be called by name, which is also unrealistic. After all, there are so many people in the Lu Tanlian Department, one by one, and the monkey years can't be finished, and the gods don't have the patience to queue up.

For this purpose, Fomen specially designed a set of programs. According to each person's first and last name, the box containing the merit pills will be thrown into the air in advance, and the merit pills that everyone deserves will be automatically distributed to their hands.

"This is really a grand event once a month. The merit pills are overwhelming and flying all over the sky. It's a pity that too few fall into my hands."

Standing in her position, Luna sighed expectantly.

Rou Rou said with a smile: "This is a gift from the Buddha. Even as the patriarch, there are only 64 grains."

Lu Na sighed again: "When will I have 64 pills!"

Chen E smiled and said nothing, thinking if you knew that an errand runner would get a kickback of 100 pills, and a courier delivery man would embezzle 500 million pills every month, what would you do?Or if you know that I ate [-] million pills in one go last night, what will happen?

"Eh? Why hasn't it been released yet? It's already past time!"

At this moment, someone muttered beside him.

"Yeah, the time is up, won't there be any accidents?"

Everyone noticed it one after another, and the muttering became louder and louder.

In the Nalanda Temple, the abbot was sweating profusely, under the old man's statue of Sakyamuni, there was the sandalwood box, and several young monks knelt in front of the Buddha statue.

"What about Gongde Pills, why are there so few left?"

The host shouted.

"Master, it's none of our business. We carried the box to the apse last night and went back to our room. We can swear to the World Honored One, we really didn't take it!"

The little monks cried and begged one after another.

The host is also aware that the hands and feet of the little monks are not very clean. Usually there are tens of thousands of hands and feet. He turns a blind eye and closes his eyes. More than 1000 million pills are missing, the investigation can be postponed, but the imminent thing is to find someone to take the blame.

His eyes gradually turned cold.

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The young novice monks clearly understood the rich meaning in the eyes of the host, and suddenly their hearts were filled with horror, and they trembled all over.

"Host, host, I only took [-], now I can return it to you!"

A novice suddenly had a nervous breakdown, yelled and took out a cloth bag from his arms. When he unwrapped the bag, his hands shook, and with a loud crash, the cloth bag fell to the ground, and merit pills scattered all over the ground.

"Host, host, we only took a few thousand, and I'll leave it all to you!"

The rest of the novice monks took out their cloth bags one after another and placed them at the host's feet.

There was a sneer in the corner of the host's mouth, what's the use of tens of thousands of pills, unless more than 1000 million pills are taken out, otherwise, he will die today.

"Why haven't the merit pills been distributed yet?"

A middle-aged man appeared outside the door. This was Lu Hu, the patriarch of Lu Tanlian's tribe.

"Amitabha"

Apologetically, the host said Heshi: "The old monk is usually negligent in discipline, but the disciples are so bold that they dare to steal the merit pills privately. After this matter is over, I will go to the central department to plead guilty."

Land Rover glanced sharply, and saw something strange, and continued to ask, "Where's Gongde Pill?"

The host said: "They colluded with some people from the Lotus Department and sold the merit pills to the Asura Department!"

"Master, this matter has nothing to do with us!"

When they heard that such a big hat was put on their heads, the novice monks argued bitterly.

Lu Rover's eyes froze slightly!

Obviously, the Gongde Pill is gone and can never be found again, and the host's reason is very absurd and full of mistakes. He can turn a blind eye to the little monks who usually have dirty hands and feet, but he absolutely doesn't believe it. The merit pills related to the clan were stolen and sold to the Asura Department by a few young novice monks.

Even the host is not so courageous.

Moreover, this kind of behavior is not in line with logic. For countless years, the distribution of merit pills can be said to be in the past. Even if someone urgently needs a lot of merit, they will only operate secretly, so as not to break the rules.

Moreover, taking meritorious pills does not increase his cultivation base and supernatural powers. He really can't think of the motivation of the Asura Department.

If you really need merit pills, you can get them if you pay a little, so there's no need to turn the table over!

Gongde pills are a disguised form of currency in the Taizang world. The patriarchs of various clans, the abbots of Nalanda Temple, and important figures all have a certain amount of merit pills in reserve.

He had every reason to suspect that it was the host who hacked the Gongde Pill this time, perhaps because of some unspeakable reason.

But this kind of thing is not clear at all. Behind the host is the Nalanda Temple, where Padmasambhava sits in the temple. Just now the host mentioned collusion with some people from the Lotus Department, which is a warning to himself.

Don't make things big. It's going to the headquarters of Nalanda Temple and the high-level people of the Lianzu. There will be another month.

"Hmph, what a guts, even the Buddha will not spare you if you do such a thing!"

Lu Rover looked away, looked at those little monks, and snorted.

Immediately, an invisible ripple spread out, and those monks were horrified to find that they could not speak or move, and even their thinking gradually stagnated. Soon, they would lose consciousness, become an idiot, and even be manipulated. , Confess sin.

Tears of regret flowed from the corners of some people's eyes.

Yes, the soup that drips from the fingers of the big man is not so delicious, and there is a heavy price to pay.

"Hey"

The host also sighed full of remorse: "The fault of this matter belongs to the old monk. I am afraid that it will be difficult to recover the merit pills, but the old monk personally has some compensation for the noble department. This is 100 million pieces. I also hope that the patriarch Lu Don't refuse."

As he said that, he took out a cloth bag and grabbed it into the box. The pure white merit pills fell into the bag like a waterfall, and there were 100 million pills before handing it to Lu Rover.

"In this case, I can only hand them over to my clansmen. If there is any offense, please take care of it."

Lu Rover stuffed the cloth bag into his bosom, and with another move, the monks followed him out like marionettes.

Only the host was left in the hall, this month's merit pills could not be issued again, and there was another scapegoat. There were more than 100 million merit pills left in the box, and tens of thousands of them handed over by the monks, so he simply flicked his sleeves, A whirlwind swept all the merit pills into another cloth bag.

After doing all this, the host knew that there was no way to hide this matter. Instead of waiting for the Discipline Court to investigate, it is better to take the initiative to confess, admit that the supervision has not been noticed, and at best be transferred back to the court and serve a few years of hard labor. For Taiyi, what is it?

Just where did the merit pill go?

Shami is not so courageous, and he only installed 100 million pieces. Could it be that Land Rover arranged for it to be done by hand?