Obviously, not only Fozi felt that Yan Ji was outrageous, but also the assassin opposite.
Especially with the transcendent compassion all over Buddha's body——
The leading assassin looked at Fozi and suddenly said——
"Buddha, is it true that monks don't lie?"
Under an indescribable tacit understanding, both parties almost unanimously chose to ignore Yan Ji who was still on the ground.
Buddha's smile remained the same.
"nature."
It was just two simple words, and he didn't even make any promise or vow, but as long as it came out of his mouth, it was inexplicably filled with an aura of trustworthiness.
So much so that——
The assassin leader opposite heard this and lowered his eyes slightly. His expression seemed to be weighing something for a moment. After pondering for a moment, he finally nodded slightly.
He opened his mouth and said——
"As long as you promise not to leak this matter today, and just pretend that you have never met us, we will let you go -"
Yan Ji who is still on the ground:...?
No - are assassins these days still so kind-hearted?
"How come I haven't seen you show leniency to my attendants before?"
Assassin leader:...
"The Buddha is a person from outside the country, and your attendants are people who defend the country. How can they be compared with the Buddha?"
The reason why they want to assassinate Yan Ji is a game between countries. The purpose is to end the chaotic war between the seven countries in the world, kill the people who defend the country, and protect the people of the country. How can there be any tolerance?
Today, those who defend the country are dying less often. Maybe their own people will suffer disaster in the future. Do they still have to choose the path here?
Of course, the above are only external reasons.
Internally...
In fact, logically speaking, Buddhist disciples should also be eradicated.
but--
His measured gaze swept across Buddha's body which was completely uncovered but still free of moisture. Even so - he was clearly stepping on the ground and the hem of his clothes was slightly hanging, but not even a trace of soil was stained on him...
From a visual inspection - the assassin leader glanced at himself, who looked extremely embarrassed compared to Fozi, and quickly came to a conclusion.
This Buddhist disciple is not simple. I am afraid that if the group of them together is not enough for others to beat him.
To do anything with him is to give food for free.
It's really not necessary.
Yanji:......
She is just arrogant and domineering, she is not stupid.
After the initial period of relaxation, Yan Ji, who had calmed down and could also observe the appearance of Buddha, naturally would not believe the lies of these assassins.
She doesn't even need to understand how powerful Fozi is, she just needs to understand one thing - these assassins are afraid of Fozi.
therefore--
"Master, help..."
She switched to a pitiful look in an instant, with tears in her eyes, soft and weak.
"I am the only daughter of King Wei. If I die today, the world will be in chaos tomorrow. Then war will break out and all lives will be devastated...Master, how can you bear it!"
An assassin who is familiar with Yan Ji's usual style:...?
What little white lotus does your piranha hold?
Buddha:......
You understand moral kidnapping.
He lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at Yan Ji who was playing a clever trick.
He really wanted to save this person today.
But rescuing people passively and rescuing people proactively are two different things.
therefore--
"Donors don't have to compromise like this. This is where Tuohang Temple is located. It is the pure land of our Buddha. Naturally, we should not kill any living beings——"
He smiled slightly and looked directly into people's hearts with clear eyes, but did not arouse any emotions. He just explained quietly in an explanatory tone.
For no reason, Yanji's heart skipped a beat when she looked at Fuzi's calm eyes -
I don’t know what emotions I am holding, but——
Before Yan Ji can react...
"You'd better leave quickly."
For a moment, even Yan Ji couldn't believe that these words came out of her own mouth.
Her eyes were shocked, and she looked at Fozi as if she had seen a ghost——
no……
Has this person bewitched her?
How could such a selfish person say this from her mouth?
In fact, Assassin and Buddha didn't expect Yan Ji to say such a thing:...
Quite unexpected.
But this did not prevent the assassin leader from looking at Fozi.
"I'll give you one last chance..."
"Amitabha—seeing that the benefactors had not planned to kill all the monks before, and seemed to still have some goodwill left in their hearts, the monk is willing to give the benefactors one last chance."
The Buddha clasped his hands together, and his brows and eyes were filled with compassion and compassion.
"Leave now, remembering that you are each your own master. I, the young monk, can spare your life——"
assassin:……
A bit ridiculous.
Why do you hear these words——
"Aren't you a monk?"
Can a monk still kill animals?
Are you sure that you, a Buddhist, are serious?
"Buddhism also has the theory of Angry-Eye Vajra——"
Buddha remained calm.
He smiled slightly, and even though he was talking about killing, he seemed to be saving the world and the people.
"Those who are tired of the war are the most miserable people. The seven countries have cultivated their health and recuperated, and the people's livelihood has just recovered a little. The princess must not die. If the benefactor insists on destroying the peace of the people... I have no choice but to ferry you to see my Buddha. Please give me the details in person - "
As for killing, he is just sending you to see the Buddha for an interview. What does it have to do with killing and committing sins?
assassin:……
It can be seen that this Buddha is really a bit educated. He can talk about sending people to the West so elegantly, and he even meets the Buddha——
OK.
Since this Buddhist disciple couldn't make sense, they had no choice but to——
"Farewell."
He took a deep look at Yan Ji who was lying on the ground. The group of people came and left just as quickly.
Yan Ji, who thought a fight was about to start:...
Buddha, who was already preparing to wrap the rosary beads around his wrist:...
The two of them were left looking at each other——
"Buddha, right?"
Yanji suddenly smiled shyly.
"My foot is injured..."
She stared at Fozi with burning eyes, then reached out towards him, motioning for Fozi to pick her up.
"Master, please take me to Tuohang Temple -"
Buddha:......
He silently glanced at Yan Ji's mud-covered body, and then at her blushing cheeks——
He took a step back decisively.
Turning a blind eye to the slight anger rising in Yanji's eyes, Fuzi smiled politely and raised his hand in salute.
"Amitabha, please wait for a moment while the young monk goes to the foot of the mountain to find someone to take the donor back -"
Yanji:? ? ?
no--
Not only did he refuse to hug her, but he was also prepared to leave her alone?
Seeing that Fu Zi really ignored her and left, Yan Ji panicked.
"Wait a minute! Don't leave! What if those people haven't left far and are still ambushing!"
Buddha:......
"Will not."
He still looked gentle and compassionate, but he refused to let go and turned a blind eye to Yan Ji's hints.
“Please don’t worry, please.”
Yan Ji:! ! !
I'm not worried about the hammer! I'm not worried about it!
She glared at Fu Zi secretly, her anger welling up, and even the pain in her soles seemed to have weakened a lot. She got up angrily, akimbo, head held high, and ordered.
"Take this princess to Tuohang Temple first!"
Buddha:......
You want to eat shit.
He looked at the princess standing up with slightly furrowed eyebrows——
"Since the donor can get up on his own, that is naturally the best."
After saying that, he no longer wanted to talk to this little princess who was obviously spoiled. After a polite salute, Fozi turned around and followed the traces left by the previous princess when she escaped, walking little by little.
Yan Ji was really left behind:? ? ?
How could the little princess who had always asked for stars but not the moon ever receive such cold treatment?
Can--
After looking around the forest, she finally bit her lower lip, endured the pain in her soles, and followed Fozi step by step.
Then--
Yanji, who just watched Fuzi start to collect the corpses along the way:...
Under the recitation of the Rebirth Mantra, the redeemed corpse seemed to soften a lot, and like a miracle, it consciously melted——
What's even more outrageous is that in her panic, Yan Ji even seemed to vaguely see the ghost of the dead worshiping and thanking the Buddha in the air...
finally--
She couldn't help it.
At the moment when another corpse was saved, he quickly stopped in front of Fozi.
"you--"
"Amitabha--"
Buddha is still as friendly and reassuring as ever.
Even when he saw the panic and confusion on Yan Ji's face, he just sighed slightly at her, as if he had no choice but to point to her somewhere next to him.
"Donor, why don't you put on your lost shoes first?"
Yanji:......
Very strange.
At Fozi's words, Yan Ji's previous fear caused by seeing such inhuman means receded like a tide at this moment.
She obediently picked up her embroidered shoes by holding up the hem of her skirt——
Can--
He looked at his feet, which were stained with blood and dirt, and then looked at the embroidered shoes, which were not clean compared to his own feet...
"But they are so dirty..."
Under Fozi's gentle gaze, the embroidered shoes she received seemed to have triggered some mechanism. This time, the arrogant and domineering little princess finally couldn't help crying with true feelings.
It's not the kind of crying that brings tears to the eyes, but...
"Whoa whoa!"
She sat down on the ground, bursting into tears, and complained harshly while crying.
"It's all your fault! If your reputation hadn't reached my ears, how could I have come out today? If I hadn't come out today, how could I have been ambushed and hunted down? If I hadn't been ambushed and hunted down... It’s all your bald donkey’s fault! It’s all your fault! You still let me walk so far with injured feet, and you never looked back at me, not even once! This princess will ask my father to chop you down when I get back!”
Buddha:......
To be honest, if we really want to talk about being unlucky, why should it be obvious that he is the unlucky one?
These days, under the arrangements of the abbot, he has been very busy. He is either going to meet some noble people or debating scriptures with his brothers and sisters in some temple...
I finally took the opportunity to pick some medicinal herbs today and came out to get some fresh air, but this kind of bad thing happened to me... Who is to blame for this!
While he was lingering on a thousand words, Fozi looked at the little princess who was sobbing loudly as if she had been greatly wronged. In the end, he just showed a polite smile.
See it.
It is not appropriate to leave the temple today.
