Nightfall Chapter 111: Jun Mo Xiu Buddha

"But...but on the cliff is the kingdom of the Buddha!"

The herdsmen by the lake said with trembling voices, the hope and curiosity in their eyes were replaced by awe and anxiety, but some emotions, as long as they appear, there is no way to really erase them.

"I came from the ground, and the two of them also came from the ground. If the ground is the kingdom of the Buddha, you can regard us as the messengers of the Buddha."

Jun Mo looked at the herdsmen calmly and said, and began to tell the stories in the Buddhist scriptures, the perfect bliss world without snowstorms and no bullying by nobles, in that world there are celestial flowers scattered, there are countless colored glazes. The best imagination of all mankind.

Sangsang looked at that place and suddenly said: "The people in the college are really crazy."

Ning Que found out that a gentleman like the second brother would actually deceive people, and was very embarrassed. He said with emotion: "Only with true compassion can we make such a sacrifice."

Sangsang said by the side: "Jun Mo should learn from you when it comes to deceptive skills."

He said helplessly: "Could there be such a day where you can not speak ill of me?"

Sangsang’s answer was very concise and clear, not that he could not, but: "Why?"

Jun Mo's lectures reverberated by the lake, like the warmest spring breeze, the herdsmen were fascinated by it, and they had forgotten their previous fear and anxiety.

At the end of the lecture, the herdsmen bowed down and saluted, and then dispersed. Jun Mo came to Ning Que, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, then looked at Sangsang and asked, "Are you looking for a way back?"

Being so natural when facing Haotian is not something that everyone can do. The Lord can’t do it, the first lecturer can’t do it, the drunkard butcher can’t do it, even the big brother can’t do it.

Jun Mo can do it because he has never been afraid of death. He only respects teachers, uncles and seniors in this life, so he is naturally fearless and regards Haotian as ordinary.

And many years ago, on the Wuming Mountain in the north of Chang'an City, he decided to treat her as a little girl worthy of pity since he saw Sangsang kneeling on the edge of the cliff and holding ashes.

After Sangsang left the Xiling Temple, especially after entering the Tang Realm, she had a similar feeling, but apart from Ning Que, this was the first time she had seen people treat herself with an ordinary heart.

She frowned slightly, wondering whether she should be angry or should be treated normally.

Jun Mo didn't care what she was thinking, and continued: "What's wrong with staying in the world? The teacher said you would be pitiful, but now it seems to be the case."

Sangsang is really angry.

She had felt the pity of Ning Que in the Xiling Temple, and she had felt the pity of Mo Shanshan by the Great River Country Mo Pond. At this time, she learned from Jun Mo that the Master also felt pitiful and couldn't help being furious.

Where does Haotian need mortals? Including the Master, all human beings are their own defeated men. What qualifications do you have to take pity on me?

She stretched out her hand to Jun Mo.

Jun Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, his left hand holding the Iron Sword slightly tight.

This iron sword can smash the stone statue of Buddha in Lanke, can sweep thousands of troops in front of Qingxia, can make Ye Su bewildered, can return with Liu Bai, but can't stop this hand.

Sangsang's hand fell on Jun Mo's face.

She did not do anything.

She looked at Jun Mo quietly, and the atmosphere by the lake became a little strange.

Ning Que never understood why she would not go to find the Buddha, but would accompany her to find the second brother. He only knew what was hidden in this scene after seeing this scene.

Sangsang's hand began to move on Jun Mo's face, sliding over his eyebrows, his nose, and the corners of his lips.

Ning Que wondered in amazement what you were doing? This is your uncle! As a husband, he watched her hand touch Jun Mo's face and felt jealous, very angry.

Jun Mo's monk's clothes rose with the wind, and his anger followed.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense, and the situation was on the verge of breaking out.

At this moment, Ning Que suddenly leaped forward and hugged Jun Mo's thigh, begging: "Brother, you can bear it, you can't beat her!"

A tragic drama between heaven and man was about to be staged. Suddenly he was messed up by his uninvited guest and turned into a farce. Jun Mo's eyebrows trembled slightly, and he wanted to kick him away.

Sangsang's hand finally left Jun Mo's face. She turned and walked towards a small tent by the lake, frowning slightly and thinking, but it is not. Where is the Buddha hiding? Why can't I find him?

She knew that the tent was Jun Mo's residence, walked up to the tent, raised the curtains unceremoniously, and was about to walk in, but remembered one thing before entering.

She looked back at Jun Mo and said: "I give you eternal life."

Jun Mo didn't even think about it, and said: "I'll talk about it until you truly live forever."

Since Sangsang came to the world, he has given immortality to many people. The reactions of those people are different. The alcoholic and the butcher are overjoyed. Tang Xiaotang felt it was too sudden and suggested that she buy the evening’s vegetables first. Madam Zeng Jing just hugged her and cried, no matter what she was talking about, Ning Que simply refused.

In most cases, she did not hear what she wanted, and today Jun Mo gave her a very unexpected answer, which made her very puzzled.

"It's up to you."

She stood outside the tent for a moment, said, then walked in.

Looking at the tent, Ning Que felt helpless, and said, "You really sold Yongsheng into Chinese cabbage, and it was a big sale, but the method is so crude, no one wants to buy it no matter how cheap it is."

Jun Mo asked: "What is she doing?"

Ning Que said: "Brother, you treated her very well before, so she wants to pay you back."

What kind of character Jun Mo is. After only hearing this sentence, he understood what Haotian meant, and said: "It's an idiot to want to use this method to kill Chen Yuan."

Ning Que sighed and said, "I also feel very idiot."

Jun Mo said: "It seems that she hasn't found a way to return to the kingdom of God, so she is so foolish. What about you? Have you found a way to keep her in the world?"

Remembering the sentence that he thought of in front of Chang'an City, Ning Que said: "I haven't thought of it. I wanted to come to the Xuankong Temple to see if there is any inspiration, but it seems meaningless now."

The world is safe and secure, and it is worthy of Chang'an and Qing. This method must be far more profound than Buddhism.

Jun Mo said: "Looking at the moonlight these days and nights, the teacher seems to be a little bit hard. If she goes back, the world will definitely be defeated, so you have to work harder, brother."

Ning Que was silent for a moment and said: "If that day is really reached, I can't help but use the last resort."

Jun Mo said: "I don't want to violate human relations."

Ning Que said: "Brother is a gentleman, I am not."

Jun Mo looked at the iron sword in his hand, thought for a while and said: "I still think it is wrong."

Ning Que did not want to continue discussing this issue, and said: "Brothers should have been here for some time in Xuankong Temple. I don't know what new things have happened?"

Jun Mo raised the iron sword in his hand, pointed at the majestic mountain in the distance, and said: "In this kind of pickled place, what else can there be besides pickled people and things?"

Ning Que thought that he was indeed a little idiot asking. With the disposition of the second brother, where would he be interested in visiting the ancients, he said: "The brothers are happily talking about killing and killing people in the wilderness."

Jun Mo shook his head and said: "It's a coincidence that you are here. I just started killing people today. I have been telling stories from Buddhist scriptures to herdsmen and serfs a few days ago."

Ning Que feels a bit difficult to understand. I thought, brother, you hate Buddhism the most and hate monks the most in your life, even if you haven't even read Buddhist scriptures, how can you teach the Buddhist scriptures?

Jun Mo said: "I have read some Buddhist scriptures in the back mountain, and read some on the journey. These herdsmen do not even know the Chinese characters. It is more effective to pick simple stories."

Ning Que praised: "Senior brother, great virtue, when preaching, I must be able to feel something."

Jun Mo said with an indifferent expression: "In my opinion, Buddhist scriptures are all deceptive, so what can I think of?"

Ning Que is puzzled.

"The people here have lived underground for generations and used their flesh and blood to enshrine the Xuankong Temple. However, they have never heard of the Dharma, so when I lectured, they were ecstatic and regarded me as a real master."

Jun Mo looked at the field that was gradually becoming colder and darker, and his voice gradually became colder: "The Buddha said that all sentient beings are saved, but they are regarded as pigs and dogs. The Buddha said that there are endless meanings in the Buddhist scriptures, but Even if I don’t even show my believers, what is the difference between these Buddhist scriptures and waste paper? What is the difference between them and crooks?"

Ning Que asked: "Brother, what are you going to do next?"

Jun Mo said: "I originally came to meditate on the Buddha. Where did I think that this Buddha is so hateful. If you look at the three thousand miserable worlds, where can you meditate? These bald donkeys deserve to die."

Ning Que reminded: "Senior Sister Seven said, you can't use a bald donkey to scold someone."

Jun Mo caressed the new-born green hair stubble, and said: "Since you have new hair, you can scold yourself."

Ning Que praised: "reasonable."

Jun Mo looked at the crescent moon in the night sky, and said: "Teacher is fighting Haotian. As a disciple, I should have given it to him. However, I should not be able to reach the sky and defeat her. , Then you can only do things that the academy should do in the world, and walk in the world, first except for the hanging temple."

Ning Que praised again: "Brother is truly compassionate."

Jun Mo turned to look at him, and said, "Since the killing begins today, I will kill more and more people every day thereafter. I will kill more and more people. I can only ignore you for the time being."

In the previous battle by the lake, the nobleman broke his ears and walked away with his arms shaved. Ning Que knew that it was the arrangement of the senior brother, otherwise the man would undoubtedly die, and the goal was naturally to kill more people tomorrow.

"Killing those nobles will inevitably attract monks and soldiers. Killing monks and soldiers will attract masters and living Buddhas. The swords of the brothers will shake the world, and ultimately will inevitably alarm the Xuankong Temple, I am afraid that it will be endless."

Ning Que is a little worried.

"I said to the herdsmen, no matter how high the cliff is, as long as they are willing to climb, there will always be a day when they climb to the top, and the same is true for killing. As long as you keep killing, there will always be a day when the killing is finished." /

Jun Mo looked at the more powerful Jufeng in the night, and said, "Look at the black hole over there. After I kill all the dogs in the ground, I will rush to kill the bald donkey in the temple. Burn the mountain."

Ning Que praised again: "Cultivating Buddha means killing Buddha, brother is great."

Jun Mo said: "Wrong, killing Buddha is cultivating Buddha."

Ning Que said: "Or this is the true Buddhist compassion."

Jun Mo said: "Yes, even if the Buddha was reborn and stood in front of me, I would also say this."

Ning Que was silent for a moment and said: "The Buddha or... is really alive."

"Don't be naughty." He said, "Of course, even if the Buddha is still alive, it is not cut with a single sword."

When encountering a Buddha and killing a Buddha, this is the Buddha of Jun Moxiu.

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