Han Du's eyes turned red with anger and he stared at Monk Yan Ne, almost losing his mind in anger. He is just an old monk, but he dares to threaten himself with his family in his own home. If Han Du hadn't thought that he might not be able to beat this old monk, he would have picked up a brick from the ground and knocked him down.
Although he has little psychological relationship with the Han family, physically he is the eldest son of the Han family after all. Moreover, people from the Han family have never treated me badly, and now due to physical relationships, I have begun to accept myself as a member of the Han family psychologically.
This old bald donkey dared to use his father and mother to threaten him! ! !
Just when Han Du was about to roll up his sleeves and have a fight with him, Han Du thought of a question in his mind. He glanced at the old bald donkey meaningfully and asked, "I heard that my mother said that you are the person who studies the Great Compassion Mantra the most in Tianjie Temple, right?"
"Almsgiver Han is exaggerating. I only devote myself to the Buddha. As long as it is a Buddhist scripture collected by Tianjie Temple, I will get involved in it. As for the Great Compassion Mantra, it is just one of the Buddhist scriptures that I have dabbled in. There is nothing special about it."
Yan Ne's words were extremely plain, as if he really didn't care about these false claims.
But Han Du could clearly feel a hint of arrogance from his demeanor when he spoke. Where is the agreed Buddhist monk? What if the four promised things are all in vain? It turns out that he is just a mortal like ordinary people.
Thinking of this, Han Du felt confident and said with a smile: "I also have a Great Compassion Mantra here. Although it is not as subtle as the master's explanation, it has a different taste. Master, do you want to listen to it?"
Can you also say the Great Compassion Mantra?
Yan Ne didn't believe it because when he saw Han Du for the first time. From the way Han Du looked at him, we knew that Han Du was not a person who worshiped incense and Buddha at all. Such a person will be familiar with Buddhist scriptures and study the Great Compassion Mantra? What a joke.
And Yan Ne clearly saw the extremely playful expression on Han Du's face when he said this, and couldn't help but feel a little thump in his heart. Understand, this Great Compassion Mantra that Han Du said is probably not a good thing. However, he thought that his intensive study of the Great Compassion Mantra was unmatched by anyone in the Buddhist sect in the world, let alone Tianjie Temple. Han Du didn't understand Buddhism at all, so how could he have a Great Compassion Mantra that could compete with him?
This is "knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, but prefer to travel to the tiger mountains".
"Since Mr. Han has this intention, I am all ears!"
"Okay!" When Han Du saw that Monk Yan Ne had agreed, he was even more excited than him and couldn't help but clapped his hands.
Yan Ne's eyelids continued to beat violently involuntarily, and a bad premonition lingered in his heart like a shadow.
"Then it's settled. However, this Great Compassion Mantra of mine doesn't sound very good to me. How about I greet you at the Jiaofang Department in three days' time?"
"Amitabha, just follow what the donor said."
The next day Han Du came to the Jiaofang Division early in the morning and asked Grandma Li to gather all the female musicians. Taking into account various needs such as appearance and voice, Han Du chose a female singer named Xiangxue. Let her sing this Great Compassion Mantra, of course it is a modified version of the Great Compassion Mantra.
Xiangxue had learned singing and dancing music in Jiaofangsi, so she naturally had no problem singing a song. But what put her in trouble was Han Du's request, asking her to sing the Great Compassion Mantra in a smoky, charming and demonic way.
Fortunately, Xiangxue only felt a little embarrassed and did not reject Han Du. Under Han Du's constant correction, Xiangxue learned the Great Compassion Mantra in just two days. Moreover, because Xiangxue's beauty was originally top-notch, and with the addition of makeup, when she sang the Great Compassion Mantra, she no longer had a demonic aura, but an evil aura.
With everything ready, Han Du sat firmly on the high platform and waited for the arrival of Monk Yan Ne in the Jiaofang Division.
Three days later, Yan Ne actually came to the Jiaofang Division as promised. But this time he didn't come alone, but with a team of monks. It seems that he is determined to win today and take Yao Yue away no matter what.
The Jiaofang Division is closed, and no outsiders are allowed to enter. Although Yan Ne was invited by Han Du, there was no problem in entering, but the group of monks behind him could not enter.
But Yan Ne led the monks and strode into the gate of Jiaofangsi without any intention of letting the monks stop.
As a result, Jiaofangsi naturally received a stress reaction. The same group of soldiers rushed out of the Jiaofangsi and crossed Yan Ne. The monks in the party group were fighting tit-for-tat without giving in.
When Han Du saw Yan Ne leading the monks so unscrupulously, his face suddenly became extremely ugly. He asked in a deep voice: "Master, what does this mean?"
"Amitabha, my Buddhism is so vast that I can naturally enter it, don't you think so, Donor Han?" Yan Ne looked at Han Du with a smile.
Han Du's face was extremely gloomy. This monk came prepared. Now there are only four pitiful soldiers in Jiaofangsi, but there are eight monks opposite, which is twice as many people. Moreover, the monks on the opposite side all looked big and powerful, and Han Du was a little worried that his soldiers would suffer if they took action.
The situation is somewhat unfavorable to him.
Han Du looked at the female musicians watching the excitement, and suddenly an idea came to him, and he whispered a few words to Grandma Li.
A smile suddenly appeared on Aunt Li's face. She gave Monk Yan Ne a meaningful look, then turned around and called some female musicians over to discuss the matter.
The soldiers of Shanziying had already put their palms on the handles of their swords, waiting for Han Du to give the order.
At this tense moment, a group of female musicians suddenly rushed in between them and the monks. The enchanting figures waved their fragrant handkerchiefs towards the monks.
"Uncle, come in and play!"
"That's right, come and play. To be honest, I've only been working in the Jiaofang Division, but I've never seen a monk come here..."
Not only did the female musicians stick to the monk when they saw him, they also raised and lowered their hands, deliberately puffing up their chests and squeezing towards the monk.
Have these monks ever seen such a battle?
They felt a sudden fragrant breeze blowing against their faces, and the cold jade fingers wandered over their bodies a few times. Not only did it not calm them down, but it actually added fuel to the fire and made their evil fire suddenly strong. Feeling the warm and fragrant nephrite squeezing towards her, her body longed to press on tightly.
This scene caused the monks to evade snakes and scorpions one by one, and hurriedly retreated behind them.
The female musicians didn't let them go until they retreated to the street. One by one, they stood outside the gate of the Jiaofangsi, pointing at the monks with their slender jade fingers, laughing with their arms and legs trembling.
