"Bodhisattva atones for sins."
"The poor monk is also in a deep sleep, and his brain is spinning slowly."
"It's definitely not my intention."
Jianglong looked at Maitreya anxiously and explained: "However, there is a problem with the Merit Pool under my care. This matter..."
Before he finished speaking, the smile suddenly returned to Maitreya's cold face, just like in the past, the spring breeze was warm: "The ones who stole the merit pool were the Arhats riding on elephants and Arhats sitting on deers, weren't they?"
"In the face of my investigation, you still tried to kill me and silence me."
"Fortunately, the Arhat who subdued the Dragon fought to the death to protect them, and together with me, we killed the two of them."
"Even because of this, the Dragon-Subduing Arhat even shattered his magical weapon, and the relics almost collapsed and cannot be used again in a short period of time."
"He is a great contributor to Lingshan."
Hearing Maitreya's words, Jianglong was startled for a moment, and his eyes lit up instantly.
As a veteran who has been in Lingshan for many years, Jianglong understood what Maitreya wanted to express almost instantly, with a flattering smile on his face: "The Bodhisattva is right."
"Thankfully, Maitreya Bodhisattva took action at the critical moment and saved the old monk's life."
"This prevents the old monk from falling into the hands of these two thieves."
"From today onwards, the old monk will only obey Maitreya Bodhisattva."
The two looked at each other, as if they had said something, and yet they seemed to have said nothing.
With just a little effort, Maitreya gained a subordinate who would work for him wholeheartedly in the future, and Jianglong also saved his life.
There is no room for Jiang Long to be disloyal...
This kind of thing that could cost him his life at any time is in the hands of others. As long as he cannot kill Maitreya, he will not be able to stand up.
This can be considered a helpless move.
But no matter what, it's better than the two cold corpses on the ground.
"but..."
"After the Buddhas return, if they find that there is no merit pool..."
Jiang Long was still a little frightened. The two corpses on the ground also had a background. How could they allow the people under their command to die for no reason.
There will definitely be an explanation for this matter.
When the time comes, it’s okay to accuse yourself of being unfavorable for persisting.
"Do you know where the merit pool water comes from?"
Maitreya suddenly looked at Jiang Long and asked something unrelated.
Jianglong was startled for a moment and shook his head.
Merit pool water has always been relatively mysterious in Lingshan, and few people know the origin of this thing.
All I know is that the water in the pool contains energy that can calm you and wash away impurities.
"You're so lucky."
Maitreya glanced at Jianglong, and said with some sigh in his puzzled eyes, then the razor appeared in his hand again, came to the body of Sitting Deer Arhat, and inserted it into his body.
Like an Arhat riding an elephant, his body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if someone had drained all the blood out of his body.
At this time, the bodies of the two Arhats on the ground were no longer human-like because there was no blood in their bodies, and they were placed twisted on the ground.
Maitreya, on the other hand, carried the razor and walked to the pool where the merit water was originally stored, muttering something in his mouth.
The razor floated in the sky and turned into the shape of a showerhead. Blood filled with energy kept pouring down, filling the square pool.
only...
The color is blood red and looks very ferocious and gloomy.
But soon, two golden relics appeared in Maitreya's hand. He crushed them into pieces and scattered the relic powder into the blood. At the same time, Buddha's light appeared on his body and he wrote dense scriptures in the void.
These scriptures lined up and fell into the bloody water one after another, making the blood-red water turn golden.
Jianglong just stared at this scene in a daze, feeling a little chilled in his heart. At this moment, he seemed to have guessed something.
About ten minutes or so.
The red in the blood gradually faded, and instead emitted a pure golden color with a faint fragrance.
Just one look at it makes people feel calm inside.
The source of merit pool water...
Is it actually the blood of Arhat?
"The blood of the two Arhats is not enough after all."
Maitreya sighed with some regret, and then his eyes swept across Jiang Long's body.
Jianglong shuddered and hurriedly lowered his head, clasped his hands together without saying a word.
"Don't worry, if I wanted to kill you, you would already be a corpse."
"Actually, you should be lucky. The reason why I helped you is simply because the two Arhats produce more blood."
Maitreya's tone was a little cold, without any emotional fluctuations, as if he was the truest version of himself now.
As for the image of always smiling in front of people, it is more like a joke.
"Bodhisattva is compassionate."
"From now on, the old monk will dedicate himself to the Bodhisattva until his death."
Jiang Long lowered his head deeply, and at this moment he finally surrendered completely.
Originally, he was still thinking about whether he could kill Maitreya quietly after his patron recovered, so that no one would know about him.
but now...
He couldn't even think about it.
The source of the merit pool is a mystery in Lingshan. Even its own backer is not clear, but Maitreya downplays it and can even make it very easily. What does this mean?
Maitreya's identity in Lingshan is definitely not just as simple as Bodhisattva.
so...
Maybe he made the right choice by switching to Maitreya.
Maitreya patted Jiang Long on the shoulder and hummed: "The merit pool water has been naturally consumed a lot because it has been stored for too long. And when you found the two Arhats riding the elephant, they were stealing the merit pool water. You were the first to steal the merit pool water. After blocking them for a while, many of them were scattered during the battle, and the rest are what you left behind with your life."
"understand?"
As he said that, Maitreya looked at Jianglong with cold eyes.
A sense of fear arose in Jianglong's heart for no reason, and he nodded hurriedly: "Old...little monk took note of it."
"Um."
"Keep sleeping."
With that said, Maitreya collected all the half of the pool of merit water, then turned and left.
It wasn't until Maitreya left that Jianglong heaved a sigh of relief. At this time, his back was completely soaked.
For some reason, the pressure Maitreya brought to him was even more terrifying than his previous supporter. It was as if there was a very terrifying existence watching you faintly.
Under this gaze, he seemed to be facing death at any time.
but...
Fortunately it's all over.
At least for now, he's still alive.
Looking at the two corpses on the ground that were completely worthless, there was no sympathy in Jianglong's eyes. He walked directly over the corpses, returned to his position, sat down cross-legged, and resumed his deep sleep.
