The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 74 Borrowing Flowers to Offer Buddha

A poor girl who disappeared.A tantric practitioner hidden among all living beings.

The two seem to be unrelated, but they are linked together.

At this time, Huang Sanlang said.

"Enough is enough, I sent you here is the limit, and the next thing is none of my business."

"Well, thanks." Bai He thanked Huang Sanlang while looking at him.

"You don't need to thank me, you go and rescue the girl and then talk about other things." Huang Sanlang wanted to light a cigarette, but found that there was no lighter.

Baihe next to him personally helped Huang Sanlang order a soft Chinese.

Huang Sanlang didn't say much, just turned and left, and said.

"Be careful. Although your 'principle' is very powerful, that Tantric monk is not easy to deal with. After so many years of practicing mana, his mana has already surpassed my ability...Sorry."

"Well, wait for our news."

Huang Sanlang turned and left, Wang Haiqiang who was beside him couldn't help but asked, "Why didn't he come to help? The odds of winning are better with him."

This time, Wang Haiqiang and Baihe were only responsible for supervising the work, and then waited for the deployment of resources to contact practitioners to deal with them.

And Bai He said lightly.

"When the police are dispatched, will the people go to the front with them..."

"Of course not, our responsibility is to protect the people."

"So." Bai He said lightly: "A monster like him who has declared his resident ID card is protected by the laws of the Republic of China. He is a citizen and the people. Although sometimes they have special responsibilities, we are They will not be forced to assist them to go to dangerous places. Monsters that can live for so many years also have their own way of survival. It is best not to provoke powerful practitioners, or even to provoke their own kind. The law of survival."

Wang Haiqiang has a little understanding of the group of demons.

"You said he has an ID card, is there anyone else who doesn't..."

"There are people like Sanhe Dashen who don't have ID cards, let alone monsters without ID cards, but I don't force them, as long as they don't take the initiative to make trouble, the land of China can still tolerate them. "

Bai He looked at the villa in front of him and said: "But practitioners who take the initiative to cause trouble are not within the scope of tolerance."

The decoration of the villa in front of me is simple but dignified, and there is a vague sense of Buddhism and Zen in it.

It can be seen that the owner of this villa is also quite self-cultivated and tasteful.

But, as to whether it is good or not, I don't know.

At least judging from the current clues, he is not a kind person.

The paper figurine responded again, confirming that the owner of the villa was inside.

At this time, Bai He had packed up his affairs and was about to break into the villa.

"Not waiting for support?"

"Support is on the way, but we have to act quickly." Bai He said: "Every second we are late, the danger to the victim is more dangerous."

Wang Haiqiang actually felt the same way, but he was also a little nervous at this time, not knowing whether the thing in his hands would work for this 'powerful' practitioner.

"If you are afraid, you can wait for me at the door."

"Hey, uncle, are you looking down on me..."

"Humph..."

Bai He loaded his 'reason' and walked into the villa swaggeringly.

......

Jiang Baiyue's consciousness was a little confused.

She felt like she had a dream, a long, long dream.

I dreamed that I was going to a place called "Elysium", where I was carefree and free from all worldly troubles.

No, I'm not without worries.

I also have an older sister who is still waiting for me to come back at home, waiting for my beautiful report card for the monthly exam, and my summer salary for being a nanny for this month-I want to buy a Maverick electric car for my sister.

My sister wanted to buy an electric car for a long time, but she was reluctant to buy it.

So, I can't go to this Paradise to enjoy happiness...

At this time, Jiang Baiyue woke up from a drowsy state, why did she fall asleep?

By the way, after trying on the clothes just now, the old man gave me a cup of black tea.

After drinking it, I fell asleep.

I was stunned!

Jiang Baiyue, who was fully awake now, wanted to ask for help, but found herself tied up in a small wooden box.

He was conscious, but his limbs were still unable to move, and his hands were sealed, covered with a thin layer of soil.

The soil, the fragrance of flowers, Jiang Baiyue realized that she seemed to be buried in a big flower pot.

There are holes around for her to breathe, so that she won't suffocate to death, but the current state obviously doesn't seem like she is trying to reason with her.

"Grandpa, where is sister Bai Yue?"

"She has resigned, and she has to go home to meet her family."

"Woooo...why did she just leave without saying a word?"

"Don't cry, little Yinyin, grandpa will tell you a story. It is also an allusion of borrowing flowers to offer Buddha." The old man comforted his crying granddaughter.

"Um..."

"Once upon a time in a small village, there was a family called Shengru. The village suffered from hunger and suffering due to poor harvests. His father passed away, leaving only orphans and widowed mothers in the family. He was struggling to survive. One day his mother was seriously ill, and one day he asked the Buddha, Make a wish, 'If you can save your mother, I will offer you all the remaining food in the family in the future'."

"The Buddha was very moved when he heard this, so he came down to earth and healed his mother."

"The Confucianism thanked the Buddha for his kindness, but then I felt distressed. My mother's illness was cured, but if the food in the family was offered to the Buddha, then my mother would have no way out, just like myself. You can’t just break your promise.”

"Therefore, Shengru came up with a way to go to the neighbor's house to offer food to the Buddha. From then on, Shengru's mother recovered from illness, and Shengru's mother and son also survived the famine and lived a happy life."

It sounds like a story with a happy ending, but Li Yinyin wondered.

"What happened to the neighbor whose food was borrowed?"

The old man clasped his hands together, and said in a pious and gentle manner.

"Amitabha, of course, is going to the Western Paradise where there is no sorrow, no pain, no famine and disaster. There, she will not have real grief, and will not remember the sorrow of not having a family,"

"These people, whose lives were already full of suffering, went to the Land of Ultimate Bliss and obtained real liberation."

Li Yinyin had already fallen asleep, and Li Congming gently put her on the other side: "We must speed up, Yinyin can't last that long..."

At this moment, the bell in the Buddhist hall rustled.

Li Congming, who was reciting scriptures, opened his eyes and said.

"Amitabha, it is inconvenient for the poor monk to receive guests today, if you don't come back another day."

"I've never heard of a monk with descendants."

Chapter 75 Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha

Archives of the National Security Investigation Bureau.File 9526.

Investigator: Bai He.

Recorder: Baihe.

"Do you know what is called 'borrowing flowers to present Buddha'?"

"Don't play tricks."

"Everything has a price to pay. Those of us who don't have any roots want to be qualified to practice mana, we have to pay a price... Back then, in order to obtain mana, I promised that I would pay my own son's money in the future. Life as an offering, so far I have exchanged mana from ghosts and gods, but how could I willingly give my son's life, hehehe, and then I borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, using a boy with the same birth date as my son to replace my son go as a tribute."

"Hmph, I'm telling you not to play tricks. If gods and Buddhas exist, then Luofu Mountain Shaolin Temple and other temples dedicated to righteous gods should be full of practitioners, not you, a guy who is playing heretics in Southeast Asia."

"Hahahaha! Do you think that those are the real gods and Buddhas? Let me tell you that those false gods and Buddhas made of mud are myths. The Buddha is still alive and can accept the gods and Buddhas we enshrine. Don’t you want to know where the magic power of us practitioners comes from? Let me tell you, no mortal can obtain magic power by himself. Come from the gods, Buddhas and ghosts, the gods, Buddhas and ghosts who can really respond to us!"

Then there was the rustling sound of sedative injections.

"The gods and Buddhas have long since ceased to exist. Don't think that we have never communicated with righteous practitioners. They are not closed, and we are not against them. Even they themselves think that the gods and Buddhas have long ceased to exist in the world. I don't think so. Guys like you will understand the so-called gods and Buddhas better than those who practice the righteous way."

"Hahahaha! Ask those so-called practitioners of the righteous way, do they know where their mana comes from? They will definitely tell you, don't know, those minions don't know how to practice themselves Where does mana come from? If you really understand it, you will know that they are practitioners of the righteous way, and we heretics are no different! Most of the so-called orthodox ways that have been passed down for thousands of years in cooperation with you are only through heretics. It’s just an insect that has gained mana, is it different from us? No!”

...

Bai He pulled back from the memory.

The Buddha statues are different. Back then, the case enshrined the evil Buddhas in Southeast Asia. Here is the orthodox Tathagata Buddha, but the basic furnishings and the position of the flower beds are exactly the same, and there are also red silk threads connecting the flower beds and the Buddha. finger.

It is of the same nature as the case he handled back then.

Bai He wondered.

"Borrowing flowers to offer Buddha?"

"Amitabha, the layman has good eyesight."

Li Congming smiled slightly.

Although he was wearing simple gray clothes and had short gray hair, sitting on the futon really looked like an eminent monk, pure and clean.

"Evil demons."

Bai He walked towards Li Congming with a cold face.

"Why bother, layman, you are an ordinary person, fighting with me." Li Congming sighed softly, "I have obeyed the law for so many years, lived in seclusion and cultivated in seclusion, and have never used my cultivation to do evil things. Can you open my eyes?" Eyes, close one eye?"

"Isn't this behavior evil?"

"This Jiang Baiyue lost her parents since she was a child, and her family is poor. Her sister makes a living by selling her body."

Li Congming seemed to be compassionate and said: "Her future is miserable for the naked eye, and her life can see the end at a glance. Why is it a meritorious deed for me to help him get rid of it as soon as possible? Besides, I gave her sister a personal Buddha chain as a gift. There is a sum of money, which can make her family's future better, isn't this a merit?"

"Your evil method of borrowing flowers to offer Buddha seems to be talking about great merit? You should show some face. Your practice of 'reward for repayment' is nothing more than not wanting to be contaminated with karmic debts and become a catastrophe of demons."

Bai He said calmly: "Although I'm not a practitioner, we still know your little things very well."

He walked forward holding the "truth" in his left hand, his eyes were firm, and he failed to save the victim of "Borrowing Flowers to Offer Buddha" last time, this time...

We must not let the tragedy happen again!

The big man holding the murder weapon was not far away from him, but Li Congming didn't have any fear, only a touch of compassion.

"Let the knife cut down and become a Buddha."

"Put the butcher's knife on your face and become a Buddha immediately."

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately..."

Chanting the Buddha's name and singing a light song, the Sanskrit sound that was originally quiet, gradually turned into a life-threatening Sanskrit sound under the singing of this song.

Buddha's magic sound.

This was the first time Baihe encountered such a situation.

For Bai He, he suddenly felt the world spinning, the walls, people, and the floor all turned bloody, and heads came out of the void one by one.

"Hahahaha! Baihe, I want to seek revenge on you."

"You killed me, my son will never see me again!"

"I want revenge!"

"Finally found a chance!"

It seems that innocent souls emerged from the shadows one by one, found Baihe's "crime", and tore Baihe's flesh and blood, peeling off piece by piece.

"Amitabha, you have a lot of karma. It's too late to put down the butcher knife now."

Li Congming looked at the 'wronged souls' behind Baihe.

To be precise, it is not a wronged soul, but a phantom transformed by resentment. The resentment of those who were captured by Baihe and the villains killed by him turned into an illusion and tore Baihe's body.