The Iron-armored God General was originally a tortoise in the pond. When the Dragon-Subduing Arhat attained enlightenment here and ascended to the Western Paradise, the pond in the yard was contaminated with merit and turned into a golden pool of merit.
The tortoises and carp in the pond also benefited from the light, opened up their spiritual wisdom, and cultivated into spirits.
Over the years, no outsiders have come here. They occasionally go out to play for a few days, and will continue to come back to practice.
Because of their isolation from the world, over time, the bastard spirit began to dominate and take pleasure in bullying this group of carp spirits.
As soon as he came back from going out this time, he smelled human scent and was about to take the opportunity to attack, but he didn't expect that no one was afraid of him at all this time!
The bastard was immediately furious, knowing that monks were not easy to mess with, so he pointed the hammer at Zhang Xiu, who looked easy to bully.
"A mere mortal dares to sneak into the fairy world. Aren't you afraid of God's punishment?"
Zhang Xiu stood up with a smile: "I am the magistrate of Jinhua, Zhang Xiu, who was born in the Jin Dynasty. I can write all the words in the world, but I can't write the word "fear". Do you know why?"
The bastard was stunned for a moment, and out of instinctive curiosity, he asked: "Why?"
Zhang Xiu said politely: "This is because... I tore off that page of the dictionary to wipe my butt!"
"ha?"
The bastard tilted his head with a puzzled expression. Before he could react, he suddenly noticed a flash of red light in front of his eyes, and then his consciousness became blurred.
At this time, Zhang Xiu picked up the desk case weighing 100 kilograms, jumped up, and hit the bastard on the head fiercely, making stars appear in his eyes!
"God will be God!"
"Punishment, right?"
"Fairy world, right?"
"I'm fierce, right?"
He swung the desk and smashed it with bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang the bastard until he was stunned and his head was bleeding.
Zhang Xiu threw away the desk, grabbed the bastard's big face, pushed him to the ground with a bang, and began to frantically absorb his essence.
The few carp spirits on the side had never seen such cruel methods before. They were all frightened and covered their eyes one after another.
Even Manjushri lowered his brows and couldn't bear to look.
The tortoise was so frightened that he trembled all over and begged for mercy: "Sir, have mercy on me, please have mercy on me! The little demon has realized that I was wrong, please have mercy on me!"
After a while, Zhang Xiu sucked the bastard essence back to its original form, then released his palm, turned to look at the girl with long hair aside, and asked: "Do you have an iron pot? You want a bigger one, I will make a stew for you. The bastard eats it!”
The girl with hanging hair said unbearably: "Master, please let him go this time. Although he often scares us, he has never done anything more extreme, and he has never eaten anyone. Please give him another chance." One chance, let him do it again... let him be a bastard again."
Zhang Xiu was slightly amused, glanced at the tortoise on the ground with his head retracted into his shell, and said: "If you dare to be arrogant in the future, be careful of my iron pot!"
The bastard spirit said quickly: "I don't dare anymore. I will definitely be kind to others from now on. The little demon will never scare people again..."
[God is merciful, you successfully released the tortoise and rewarded you with a thousand years of Turtle Breathing Skill experience]
Zhang Xiu looked at the reward and found that it was a method of concealing one's aura. Combined with his own invisibility technique, it was perfect!
He immediately showed a satisfied smile, walked over and patted Manjushri Bodhisattva on the shoulder, and said: "Thank you, old abbot, for your hospitality. My friend is still waiting for me outside. I will come to listen to the old abbot's sermon next time!"
After that, he walked out with big steps.
The girl with hanging hair looked at Zhang Xiu's leaving back with a look of reluctance, her expression was a little crazy, and she said with blurred eyes: "Bodhisattva, is this the reincarnation of Arhat who subdued the Dragon? He looks so powerful..."
Manjushri Bodhisattva said firmly: "No, he is definitely not the Dragon Subduing Arhat."
The girl let out a sigh, stared at the direction Zhang Xiu was leaving, and asked, "Why is the Bodhisattva so sure?"
Manjushri Bodhisattva took a breath and said: "Although Arhat Subduing the Dragon is bold, he will never dare to steal my things."
The girl was stunned and turned around. She saw Manjushri Bodhisattva with his upper body bare and only a pair of shorts left on his body. She was stunned and froze on the spot with her heart full of confusion.
“@#￥%￥#@……”
Even a Bodhisattva dares to steal it. This young man is so audacious!
On the other side, Zhang Xiu found the exit and walked out of the mural. He glanced at Yan Feng who was waiting in the hall and said, "Brother Yan, the rain outside has stopped. This temple is very evil. Let's leave first!"
Yan Feng was slightly relieved when he heard this.
To be honest, the beggar arhat's previous vows made him a little worried that Zhang Xiu was the reincarnation of the dragon-subduing arhat.
If Zhang Xiu really escapes into Buddhism, it will be difficult for him to find a friend who will drink with him, lead him to destroy mountains and temples, kill people and set fires...
Seeing the two people leaving in a hurry, the beggar man looked troubled, sighed, and turned to look at the mural behind him.
At this time, Manjushri Bodhisattva stood in front of him with a dark face and hurriedly saluted: "Bodhisattva, isn't he the Dragon Subduing Arhat? The disciple has found the wrong person and made the Bodhisattva go in vain. He disturbed the Bodhisattva's practice and asked the Bodhisattva to punish."
Manjushri Bodhisattva took a deep breath and said: "Why should I punish you, beggar Arhat? I calculated that Arhat Subduing the Dragon will be born in Hangzhou, so don't go anywhere. Just wait for him here with peace of mind."
Hearing this, the beggar arhat frowned and relaxed: "Thank you Bodhisattva for your advice. May I ask Bodhisattva, how long will the disciples have to wait here?"
Manjushri Bodhisattva smiled slightly: "Soon, it's only a thousand years." After saying that, his figure had disappeared into the temple.
Beggar: "@#￥%￥#@......"
Isn’t this called punishment? ?
The beggar lowered his head in depression, looked up at the mural, and said: "Well, it seems that I can only stay with you from now on..."
Halfway through, he suddenly discovered that several carp spirits on the mural were riding on the big tortoise. They had packed their things and were ready to run away with the golden pool of merit...
The beggar man was about to cry but couldn't find any tears: "What on earth did I find? It's really... a crime!"
On the other side, Zhang Xiu hurriedly ran into the government office, closed the door, and said to Yan Feng with a lingering fear: "Brother Yan, I just met a monster who turned into a monk in the mural, are you right?" Knowing how scary he is..."
"Have you ever been to the eighteenth level of hell? All together, the King of Hell, the little devil, etc., you haven't even had the feeling of facing him!"
"Who in the right mind would go to the eighteenth level of hell?"
Yan Feng couldn't help but complain, then looked at Zhang Xiu's hands with a strange look on his face and said, "Then you took off his clothes?"
Zhang Xiu was stunned, lowered his head and found that he was holding a monk's robe and a string of jade Buddha beads exuding a faint Buddhist light. His expression immediately relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Huh, it turns out I am too worried. Ah, I didn’t expect that he was a kind-hearted monster. He not only entertained me warmly, but also gave me two gifts before leaving.”
Yan Feng: "..."
Brother Zhang, are you really sure that he gave these things to you?
(End of chapter)
