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Does the child really...have congenital defects..."]

Across a small white hospital bed with plastic curtains, a young couple and an old doctor in white were talking.

The child whose chest was so thin that he couldn't breathe through his nose and mouth was lying on the hospital bed with red eyes, but he only heard such conversations about his life and death at the end of the hospital that he hadn't left much since he was born.

——"I'm sorry, but judging from the results of this physical examination, I really can't survive according to the current situation. Even if I go to a farther and more advanced big city, there is no doctor who can do anything about it. Some people take him home, instead of wasting time in the hospital, it is better to have time to go to the temple to worship the Bodhisattva..."

——"In this world, relying solely on human strength can no longer save his life. Perhaps only the Buddha can bless him for the rest of his life."

—— "As for how to live, it depends on the child himself."

When the old doctor said this, there was endless pity in his eyes, and when he finished speaking, the faceless couple burst into tears together.They are the most ordinary parents in the world. They can't help but part with each other, but they can't keep this child who is so fragile that he shouldn't have come to this world.And what happened after that was just a matter of fate.

——"My child... oh, I'm sorry, we can't save you anymore, we have no money, and you have no life. Your parents are your parents, so you can stay in the temple and live a good life with the masters...Please don't blame your parents...I'm sorry..."

"If you survive, study hard from now on... Reading can make the Buddha happy for you, and the Buddha will really like smart and hard-working children..."

These are the words left to him by his parents before he became a monk.From then on, he had no father or mother, only his senior brother, but with his senior brother, he still had no parents. Obviously without parents, he should have died early, but after that, he survived.

All this, not because of anything else.Just because, like the biological parents who left him said.

The Buddha is doing good to him, protecting him in his arms and cherishing his parents who grew up. Only by studying hard can the Buddha be happy for him, and all the light and fire in his life are maintained by the supreme land given by the Buddha. Above the light, this is the reason why Fang Haihen is unwilling to give up his life and live in the world again and again.

This thought made Fang Haihen, who fell to the ground and had fully awakened within a second or two of the sudden cardiac arrest, opened his red eyes.

Directly opposite him, the golden wheel of life and death jumped time again and entered the 3rd minute, but this time, his bloody little weak chicken arm with no muscle had already raised it tremblingly, and held it with his eyes closed again. Automatically transform into a children's water spray gun formed in the hand.

This is a children's water spray gun that emits a cycle of Great Compassion Mantra music from the bottom when you press the switch.

If it wasn't wrapped by a ball of blue Buddha light, it would be hard for normal people to believe that it would be a Dharma protector of a Buddhist disciple, but Fang Haihen, a weak chicken who can only hold a water spray gun, used his With the most uncowardly courage and courage in his life, he stood up unsteadily, and spoke word by word to Qianjin Maitreya who was opposite him.

"A thousand catties... Maitreya."

"I'm going to give you a chance now, on the condition that you can beat smart people upright... Do you want to give it a try..."

"I will use 'power', you use 'fa', we two... change, if I use all my current power to break your law at once, you have to admit to the Buddha...lose to Longquan Mountain..."

"Also, admit it—I! Yes! Strong! Male!"

This little weak chicken-nosed, blue-faced, swollen, hips crossed and chest puffed up, not afraid of death and provoking desperately, not to mention squinting, opened his eyes blankly, showing doubts again Qianjin Maitreya, and the rest of the people below were silent for a while.But seeing that his seniors hadn't been so manly in 800 years, the gang of seniors who were so bad at the whole scene finally realized their conscience and joined together to help out.

"Sea hate! You are a hunk! You are a hunk! You can do it! Come on, look at the strong triceps on your arms! You are a hunk afraid of them!"

"Hai Hen! Don't be afraid! You, you kid will definitely be able to do it - hurry up! Everyone is below!! Give us Hai Hen a boost!"

"Uncle Hai Hate!! Come on, come on!"

At that moment, the deafening shouts from the audience came from Senior Brother Haipeng Hailie and the others in the viewing seats.The disciples of Longquan Mountain outside the competition field separated by the golden light body protection circle also blew their trumpets together and waved small flags to cheer Fang Haihen up.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the first reaction of Lingzhi Tutuo and the others on the side of Huayan Eighteenth Sangha was to look cold and stop Qianjin Maitreya from continuing to entangle with these idiots.

However, as a strong person, Qianjin Maitreya, who has been completely stimulated by Fang Haihen's victory and defeat, stood on the court and nodded heavily in the next second. Then, the head-on collision between this mountain and an egg was just under everyone's noses. happened.

Because at the moment when the divine movement technique was activated, Qianjin Maitreya's fist had already hit Fang Haihen's children's water spray gun, and his whole body leaned back, and at the same time his eyes turned blue. The scriptures of "Making Mantras" have already erupted from the mouths of the two——

"Om, Miranda, Hum Aodu!"

"Namo Buddha!"

"Namo Damoye!"

"Namo Sanghaya!"

"Nan, Nanwu Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva Kesa, one with great compassion!"

The desperate collision of black light and blue light, the ground shaking and the loud noise that the inner court was almost overturned caused the referee He Xiaoming's secretary to cover his ears, hold the microphone, and directly raised an advertising umbrella to hide underneath. , The monks on both sides were collectively silent, and no one dared to think about what happened to the first match between the two sides.

however.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

When the chaotic snowflakes stopped flying above the golden wheel of life and death, a name in the center of the screen appeared in everyone's eyes together with the weak chicken figure in the center of the arena standing tremblingly on a fat Maitreya's belly.

Qianjin Maitreya: "You are a fierce...boy."

After finishing speaking, Roshan Maitreya fell straight down. Immediately afterwards, as the advertising banners were waved in all directions, referee He Xiaoming cheered in shock and joy, and all Longquanshan disciples applauded.

"I declare - round one! Zoom whith! The winners -"

"Fang! Sea! Hate!"

The author has something to say: I won the first game hahaha!

The following competition process should not be so detailed except for the uncle and senior brother, but you must know the cards in the first game. Although the guys from Longquanshan won the cards, it’s just a card. Hahahahaha

感谢在2020-01-02?23:34:11~2020-01-04?23:51:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: 3 in the whole courtyard; Akimbo Jing and Xian Xian Nuannuan are all little angels? 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Ye Shuci, Guan Ju? 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!