Capture the Villainous Demon King [Quick Transmigration]

The Bodhi Temple was built in the Great Zhou Dynasty and was at its peak, leaving history in many documents.

The ancient temple is hidden in the mountains and forests. The apricot-yellow courtyard walls, blue-gray temple ridges, and pale-green towering ancient trees surround this building that has gone through thousands of years of vicissitudes.

A stone step covered with green moss leads down the mountain, and occasionally pilgrims can be seen in twos and threes, carrying melons, fruits and vegetables as tribute, and coming to pay homage devoutly.

Today is the annual Buddha's birthday. The monks from the Bodhi Temple who traveled abroad all returned. They cleanse themselves and take a bath early in the morning, and gather in the Daxiong Hall to chant scriptures.

After the morning class, a group of monks went to the dining hall in twos and threes to eat vegetarian food.

Liu Feiyang's T-shirt with ripped jeans is trendy and cool, and it stands out among a bunch of bald monks in simple bright yellow monk clothes.He was born into a wealthy family, and he was used to coffee and pastries, so he couldn't get interested in looking at the porridge and side dishes in front of him.

But it doesn't matter, he came here to ask for help, and it's his duty to stay low and do small things.

After taking a few casual bites, he looked up at the shelled eggs around him, and turned his arm around the people around him: "Persistence, who is the Buddha you are talking about? Who is it?"

Monk Hengxin is only seventeen or eighteen years old, with delicate features, but he has been a senior monk for more than ten years. He is the direct disciple of Master Yansong, the abbot of Bodhi Temple.

"Master's uncle usually doesn't come to the dining hall, I'll bring him food later!"

Liu Feiyang was happy: "Your Buddha, you won't eat good food alone?"

Heng Xin's face was displeased: "Benefactor Liu said carefully, Buddhists have practiced closed-mouth meditation for many years. This is great perseverance and great wisdom. How can it be compared with mere appetite."

Not only him, but the rest of the monks raised their heads when they heard Liu Feiyang's words, and looked at him with condemning eyes.

Liu Feiyang's heart skipped a beat, wishing he could slap himself twice, he accidentally provoked the anger of the crowd, did not expect this so-called Buddhist disciple to have such a high status in the hearts of these monks?

This cannot be blamed on him. In modern society, monks are also commercialized. Many temples are busy making money, so they don’t devote themselves to studying Buddhism.The title of Buddha son seems to only exist in costume TV dramas.

Liu Feiyang doesn't believe in Buddhism, how can he understand the meaning of the existence of Buddha.

He smiled awkwardly, and fled out of the dining hall in despair.

At this time, the sun was rising, and the rose-colored rays reflected the glazed tiles of the temple. Liu Feiyang looked around for a while, took out a pack of beef jerky from his pocket, and started to gobble it up.

Cursing in my heart while eating, this Bodhi Temple, which is not a fool, has a not very famous reputation, but there are many rules.If it wasn't for his mother forcing him to come and invite that Lao Shizi's Buddha to come out of the mountain, he wouldn't be so angry.

It's the 22nd century, and the knowledge explosion has been happening for so many years. Human beings have been researching the Mars base, and even homosexuals are allowed to marry, but they still engage in this feudal superstition.

Hmm, ghost?Where are ghosts in the world?

My mother is feudal in thinking, so I feel that my brother is entangled in unclean things.

The Buddha's great supernatural powers can subdue demons and eliminate ghosts?

Hehe, this kind of swindling tricks can fool middle-aged and elderly aunts, but it can't fool him, the top student of Huaguo's number one university!

They spent 600 million incense money. Although their family is rich, the money didn't fall from the sky!

Gathering crowds to defraud and amass money beyond measure!

See how he exposes the true colors of these pretending fake monks!

He paced back and forth under the shade of the trees, venting his unhappiness on the stones under his feet.Suddenly I looked up and saw Monk Hengxin coming out of the dining hall with a tray, and walking quickly towards the backyard of the temple.

Liu Feiyang thought, could it be that he just went to deliver food to that Buddhist disciple?

There was a smirk on the lips, deliberately hiding and pretending to be mysterious, right?

He wanted to see what kind of three heads and six arms the rumored Buddha had!

Liu Feiyang quietly followed Heng Xin, followed him into the backyard, and watched him walk into a certain wing.A short time later, he backed out again, brushing shoulders with those who were hiding behind the Buddha statue.

Liu Feiyang was sure that he was far away, and approached the wing on tiptoe. Along the way, he saw some weapon racks, complete with knives, axes and sticks, and touched them curiously.

"Tsk tsk, such a large weapon made of pure steel weighs at least a hundred kilograms, and it takes a lot of effort to lift it up. Who can swing it!"

Taking his attention away from the weapon, he approached the wing lightly again.The door was closed, but the window was open.He hid under the window next to his body, and slowly stretched his head to look inside.

The facilities in the wing room are very ordinary, especially in the eyes of wealthy children like Liu Feiyang, they are almost rudimentary.The beds, tables and chairs are all made of logs, and neatly stacked quilts are placed in the corners.

A monk with a bald head turned his back to him, sitting at the table and eating with his head bowed.Different from other monks, he is wearing a gray and white robe, with a slender figure, wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs.

This is the Buddha?From the perspective of the back, it is only mediocre.

At most, her figure is slightly better than her own, that's all!

Liu Feiyang watched in a daze, and suddenly heard the sound of chairs moving in the room, and the Buddha got up after finishing his meal.He subconsciously squatted down, not daring to breathe.

After a while, he recalled it.

He is an upright successor of socialism, a loyal party member protected by eight honors and eight shames, why should he hide from a fake monk who pretends to be a ghost?

At this moment, isn't it the highlight moment for him to use the Marxist-Leninist-Maoist concepts he has learned all his life to break through the dross feudal superstition with advanced scientific thinking!

Liu Feiyang clenched his fists, and a lofty sense of mission emerged spontaneously.With righteousness in his heart, "Tuk Tuk Tuk" knocked hard on the door.

Not long after, the door opened.

Liu Feiyang raised his chin and was about to speak when he saw the face of the person inside the door, he immediately squibped.

Hold on... Hold on, isn't it just a little bit more handsome than him!No matter how handsome he is, he's still a monk, betting on his lonely life is really reckless... What the hell is he thinking!

The black eyes of the person inside the door were as deep as the sea, and there was a cold air all over his body, and he didn't say a word.

Liu Feiyang licked his lips, his trembling voice betrayed his inner anxiety: "Are you a disciple of Buddha?"

The man didn't respond, his eyes moved slightly, he looked him up and down from head to toe in a vague way, and finally focused his eyes on his shoulders.

Liu Feiyang noticed it, and patted himself on the shoulder involuntarily: "What do you see, I got dirty?"

The man stared at him for a while, with no sadness or joy in his eyes, no love or hatred, he took a step back and closed the door.

Liu Feiyang: "..." Did he get rejected?

He is the majestic prince of the Liu Group, and was chased by so many people outside, but he was turned away by a monk!

My heart was burning, and I wanted to knock on the door again, but I didn't know why I felt guilty.

Well, he had to admit that the monk really didn't look like an ordinary person, even if he didn't say a word, his aura surged like mountains and seas, which made people uncontrollably timid and overwhelmed.

Liu Feiyang stood outside the door, feeling complicated for a while, not knowing what to do.

Although I don't care about these chaotic monsters, but after all, I came here under the order of my mother, and it is related to the safety of my own brother, so I shouldn't let my temper be willful.

To believe it or not is one thing, but to believe it or not is another.

While he hesitated, he suddenly heard a surprised cry from behind.

"Liu benefactor, why are you here?"

Sneaking in and being caught, no matter how thick-skinned Liu Feiyang was, he still felt embarrassed: "Haha, Perseverance, I didn't take a casual walk, I got here without knowing it. I can't blame me, only two The legs are disobedient!"

Heng Xin's suspicious eyes moved between him and the door.

"This is exactly the room of my Buddha's son."

Liu Feiyang licked his face: "This is the unspeakable fate between me and Buddha."

Heng Xin said with a blank expression, "Benefactor Liu, you should take care of your legs first, and if you don't need them, you can donate them to those in need."

Liu Feiyang was taken aback, with a somewhat uncertain attitude: "Haha, no one wants my short calves, so let's go first."

Staring at Liu Feiyang's figure indifferently as he walked away, Perseverance turned and knocked on the door, but the voice was completely different and respectful: "Uncle Master, this disciple is here to clean up the dishes."

The door opened, and the figure of Perseverance disappeared inside.

Liu Feiyang turned his head and glanced at it from afar, then pursed his lips.

The monks here are indeed not simple.

Liu Feiyang thought that he would have a hard time if he was rude to the Buddha, but in fact he thought too much.Perseverance's attitude towards him is still lukewarm, flat as water.

He didn't dare to do it again, only when he dreamed back at midnight.

I saw a pair of deep and cold eyes.

The author has something to say: Xiao Yezi appeared, but she didn't.