Lin Yan was on the run all the way, and he was extremely sensitive to the arrival of people from the Buddha Sect. As long as the other party made the slightest mistake, he would strike boldly as soon as possible.
But before Lin Yan made any move, the old man stood up suddenly, tensed his body, picked up the steel fork with one hand, and protected his granddaughter Xiaoya behind him with the other hand.
His cloudy eyes stared closely at the monks who came in, and he asked in a trembling voice:
"What are you doing here again?" The leader of the monks had a big belly and a face bigger than a plate. He would probably produce oil if he pinched him hard.
And his belly is comparable to that of a pregnant woman who is seven or eight months pregnant. It is round and wobbly when he walks.
Apart from anything else, this guy's food is definitely surprisingly good, otherwise he wouldn't be able to live like this. As for the remaining monks, they were all fat and white, in sharp contrast to the hungry old man and the skinny little girl.
The fat monk did not answer the old man's words, but turned his gaze to Lin Yan, who was dressed in a beggar's outfit. He narrowed his eyes as big as mung beans and said in a cold voice:
"Where did you come from?" Lin Yan was just about to reply when the old man spoke first and said:
"He is just here to escape. If you come to me for anything, it has nothing to do with him!" The fat monk who led him carefully observed Lin Yan again. Seeing that he was dressed in rags, he would not be a powerful person no matter how he thought. .
To be honest, has anyone ever seen a master wearing a beggar's uniform begging for food from a poor old man? That’s too low a price!
Since he judged that Lin Yan was not a threat, the fat monk turned his head to the old man again and said:
"Nothing, I just came to tell you the good news!" the old man said disdainfully:
"Good news? What good news can a lonely old man like me have?" The fat monk said with a smile:
"You don't understand this. After being tested by the great virtue of our sect, your granddaughter is qualified to be a candidate for the imperial concubine. Isn't this a happy event?" The old man's pupils shrank suddenly when he heard this, and he asked eagerly:
"What did you do to Xiaohui?" the fat monk said:
"It's okay, she is someone who hopes to become our concubine, so of course we have to 'serve' her well!" the monk said
The word "serve" was spoken very hard, and there was some indescribable strange look in his eyes. The old man held the steel fork in his hand tightly, veins popped out on his forehead, his eyes were like fire, and he growled:
"Bastard!" The fat monk saw a trace of displeasure in his eyes when he saw the old man acting like this, and said in a deep voice:
"Old man Shi, don't give up! How many people have asked for this opportunity but they still can't get it. You are so picky when a pie falls on your head. You are really greedy!"
"To tell you the truth, although she already has the hope of becoming a concubine, she is limited by her physical constitution and is still slightly deficient in some aspects. Fortunately, she also has a sister who is connected by blood. If the sisters work together and the blood blends, it is possible to achieve Real perfection, and she is expected to become a real concubine!" The old man couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this, full of disbelief. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly yelled crazily:
"Xiaoya is just a child! You are not satisfied with taking away Xiaohui, now you want to take Xiaoya away from me. I have taken over this deserted desert, but you are still so lingering, How can we let us go? Huh?" The fat monk's face turned cold and he said:
"I'm an old man who doesn't know what's good or bad. He insists on forcing me to do it hard!" Then he turned to face behind him and said:
"You guys, hurry up and bring me here. If you delay the great virtue, I will have to skin you!" The monks behind them nodded in agreement, and then sneered and walked towards the old man and his little granddaughter. .
The old man was extremely frightened. He waved the steel fork in his hand vigorously and shouted:
"Don't come here! I'll stab you to death, I'll stab you to death!" However, facing the old man's threat, the monks seemed unaware and still slowly approached him with steady steps.
Yes, the old man is just an ordinary person, and he is old and frail. How could he pose a threat to the monks in front of him?
According to Lin Yan's perception, these monks are all warriors, and their realms are not low. Among them, the monk headed by Na was the most successful, having reached the level of Dzogchen in the Tongmai Realm.
To deal with an old and frail ordinary person at their level is no different than the difference between a dinosaur and an ant. It is an absolute crushing!
Soon, the old man was knocked to the ground, and Xiaoya was forcefully taken away by the monk.
"Grandpa! Grandpa! Let me go, I want to find grandpa!" Xiaoya cried hoarsely.
"Xiaoya! Xiaoya! You beasts, let her go! Let her go!" the old man roared, but there was nothing he could do.
Although he lived in the Buddhist Kingdom of the Northern Desert, the old man did not live a good life for a single day. People in the world who believe in Buddha all want to go there after death
"Bliss in the West", but he lived in a Buddhist country, but he didn't feel happy even a day. He had felt his own powerlessness ever since Xiaohui was snatched away. Now he only understands this powerlessness more and more!
Is this a Buddhist country? No! For him, this is hell, a hell where there is no light and no hope!
If Xiaoya is taken away by them, her life will be ruined in such a glorious Buddhist kingdom!
No, it can't be like this! Even if the outcome cannot be reversed in the end, I will still risk my life and fight like a moth to the flame!
Just when the old man was about to risk his life desperately, a voice came:
"Does the Buddha know that you are doing this?"
"Huh?" The fat monk turned around and saw Lin Yan in a beggar's outfit, and said disdainfully:
"Who are you, worthy of talking about Buddha? While Buddha, I am in a good mood, get out of here, or I will send you to the West!" Lin Yan shook his head and slowly took out the knife.
He originally didn't want to cause trouble here, and he didn't want to kill people at will. But, this time I had to take action!
A real man is born in this world, and there are things he should do and things he should not do! Lin Yan will always remember the kindness the old man gave him.
He has never considered himself a righteous man, but he has his own sense of right and wrong and moral standards.
He probably understood something just now. Lin Yan would not have any qualms about killing villains like the Fat Monk who bullied others and robbed civilian girls!
Seeing Lin Yan, who was pretending to be a beggar, drawing a knife, the fat monk instinctively became vigilant, but after carefully sensing, he still didn't sense any information from Lin Yan's body.
For such a result, there are only two situations: one is that Lin Yan is a completely ordinary person, and the other is that Lin Yan's realm has surpassed him, so he cannot feel it under the restrained aura.
However, Lin Yan, who was in rags and rags, was still young. If he were to believe that this guy's realm was far greater than his own, it would be no less than a fantasy!
Therefore, the fat monk just thought that Lin Yan, a beggar, was crazy! Whether he really values friendship or simply wants to be a hero, if he dares to openly challenge Buddhist disciples in the Northern Desert, he has already been sentenced to death!
The fat monk drew out his sword, smiled ferociously, and said:
"You boy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, Lord Buddha will send you on your way!" As he spoke, the fat monk stabbed forward with a knife, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light. In his eyes, Lin Yan had become a dead man at this moment. !
But things went against expectations. Black light flashed in front of the fat monk's eyes, and then the world in his eyes began to spin.
"What's going on?" This was the last thought in the fat monk's mind, but he stopped thinking completely before he could figure out the reason.
The greasy fat head rolled down gurglingly, and the body that lost it instantly spurted out a large amount of bright red liquid, and then fell heavily to the ground, making a big pit in the sand.
The other monks looked at Lin Yan in horror. They couldn't understand why a little beggar suddenly showed off his power and killed their leader.
However, there was not much time for them to think about the reason. After a series of rapid flashes of light passed by their sides, all of them followed in the footsteps of the fat monk.
Lin Yan tore off a rag from the hem of his robe and wiped the blood off the knife. He slowly knelt down, held the frightened little girl in his arms, and said in a gentle voice:
"It's okay! It's okay!" Xiaoya
I cried "Wow", it seemed like I was really scared! Yes, after all, such a young child has to go through this.
The Buddhist country is not suitable for human habitation! After Xiaoya calmed down a bit, Lin Yan sent her to the old man, and the grandfather and grandson once hugged each other and cried.
After venting his emotions, the old man held Lin Yan's hand tightly and kept thanking him. He even thought about kowtowing to Lin Yan, but Lin Yan supported him and sternly refused!
Just kidding, this old man is older than Lin Gu. If I accept his worship, wouldn’t my life span be shortened?
After the old man calmed down, he quickly urged Lin Yan:
"Young hero, I was an old man who didn't know Mount Tai! However, this is the Buddhist Kingdom in the Northern Desert. If you kill them, you will get into big trouble. You'd better run away!" Lin Yan thought after hearing this. :
"Ever since the identity of my descendant of the Mo Sect was exposed, the Buddhist Sect has become like the Xuantian Sect. They want to get rid of me and then quickly. Whether or not they kill these people actually has little impact." But in order to understand the cause and effect of the matter, Lin Yan still said :
"Don't worry, I just have a question. Which faction do these people belong to? Have you never heard of Buddhist disciples robbing civilian girls?" The Buddhist sect is ancient and mysterious. There are many factions in the sect, except for the most influential Buddha. In addition to the Shingon Sect and the Shingon Sect, there are many small and medium-sized sects, as numerous as the number of sands in the Ganges.
Lin Yan didn't know much about the factions within the Buddhist sect, so he asked this question. The old man's next words also proved that his guess was correct.
After a long sigh, the old man said:
"These monks are all from the Huanxi Sect, which is a branch of the Buddhist Sect. My eldest granddaughter Xiaohui was forcibly abducted by them!" Lin Yan said:
"Huanxi Sect?" Somehow, listening to this name, he always felt that it was related to the Buddha Sect.
The word "Buddha" has a strong sense of violation!
