Da Bong fights more people

"Brothers, this is"

As soon as Xu Qi'an asked, he saw a young monk carrying a broom rushing out of the steps above. He was fifteen or sixteen years old, with deep-set eyes and a straight nose. He had obvious characteristics of people from the Western Regions.

Wearing a blue robe and monk's shoes, his head is bald. Although the troubles are removed, his heart seems to remain in the world of mortals.

He looked at several people from the rivers and lakes with disdain, and said with a sneer:

"You guys want to enter the pagoda to try your luck because of your crooked melons and dates? You can't even beat me, a little monk who sweeps the floor. Why don't you piss and take care of yourself, bah!"

Several Jianghu people blushed: "Sanhua Temple said that anyone who is destined can come in and have a try. Isn't it like this in previous years?"

The little monk looked up, sneered:

"This year is different. This year, the Buddha Pagoda does not accept predestined people. Get the hell out of here, otherwise, the Buddha will beat you so hard that your mother won't even know you.

"You people from the Central Plains who want to eat swan meat, the Sanhua Temple is our Sanhua Temple in the Western Regions. The Buddhist teachings are so exquisite that you can comprehend them?"

A man with a dislocated arm scolded angrily: "Leizhou is our Dafeng territory."

The little monk raised the broom in his hand and cursed: "The Buddha said yes, so if you are not convinced, come up and make gestures again. This time, you will be hit on your knees and call your father."

The young monk's cultivation level is not high, he is very sharp-tongued, and he is very good at swearing.

These people from the rivers and lakes are indeed old enough to be the father of a young monk, but they are helpless when faced with the humiliation of a brat.

"I am also angry."

There are thousands of Buddhist disciples, and those with great wisdom are a minority after all. Most of the Buddhist disciples in the Western Regions think so highly of themselves.

The envoys were regarded as high-quality Buddhist disciples, but when brothers Jing Si and Jing Chen challenged the capital, they didn't hesitate at all when they sat in the arena to challenge the heroes of the capital.

And all of what they did was instructed by Duer Luohan.

From top to bottom, the Buddhist sects of the Western Regions have high self-esteem, monopolize the West, and claim to be the leader of Kyushu.

The difference is that a monk with a high level of cultivation will not show this kind of pride, while a young monk who has not practiced well will jump up and down.

Li Lingsu, who had a mediocre face, frowned and said, "Young monk, in Jianghu, if you are too arrogant, you can easily be slaughtered."

At this age, the little monk can't listen to threats the most, leaning on a broom, he sneered and said:

"The Buddha's head is here, come on, try to chop it off if you have the ability."

"My holy son has traveled all over the world for many years, and I like a backbone like you the most."

Li Lingsu took out the extended version of the firecracker from under his robe, aimed at the little monk, and said with a blank face:

"Come on, repeat what you just said."

Chapter 20 Not Enemies Don’t Get Together

The black muzzle pointed at himself, the extended version of the gun body, the thick caliber, and the indifferent expression of the gunman...... All these made the little monk feel nervous and creepy .

He was able to single-handedly repel a few people from the Jianghu, and he followed the road of a monk, but he was still far away from the realm of refining gods, and he definitely could not avoid the bullets of the firecrackers.

The little monk rolled his eyes, quietly curbed his anger, concealed his unruliness, and smiled all over his face:

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive. In the land of Buddhism, killing is forbidden. If you really want to enter the temple, little monk, little monk, please go and report."

Li Lingsu said in a strange way: "Don't dare, how dare you bother the Buddha, we are just a group of ordinary people."

While speaking, he opened the safety of the gun.

The little monk took a step back in horror and swallowed.

Li Lingsu was surprised and said: "Hey, it turns out that the Buddha is also afraid of firecrackers?"

On the side, several people from the rivers and lakes laughed and elated.

It's better to be a native of the Central Plains. When facing the arrogant Buddhists in the Western Regions, you can quickly unite the front and find a place for them without hesitation, even though you have never met.

There was a flash of hatred in the young monk's eyes, and he waved his hands again and again: "It's not that the little monk is obstructing, it's just that the abbot has already explained that no outsiders are allowed to enter the temple. The Buddha Pagoda has completed its merits and virtues, and it will not open this year."

After a pause, he said kindly, "If you guys insist on going in, then the young monk will report it right away, and wait for a while."

As he spoke, he took a tentative step back, seeing that the man with the gun did not overreact, he immediately turned around and fled back to the temple.

"Senior, do you want to continue to test?"

Li Lingsu looked at Xu Qian: "The little monk is narrow-minded? He must have sent reinforcements. If the temptation is enough? Let's go."

Xu Qi'an shook his head: "Not enough."

The information I got now is that Sanhua Temple closed its doors to thank visitors? Outsiders are not allowed to enter.

But how many masters are there in the temple? Xu Qi'an still doesn't know how powerful they are.

My cultivation base has been sealed? You don't look much better, you can't even beat the peak of the fourth rank...... Li Lingsu grinned.

Then? He saw Xu Qian handing over a kit.

"Hold something? Go to an open place and hide." Xu Qi'an said.

"......it is good."

After receiving the kit, Li Lingsu silently burrowed into the bushes outside the steps.

Xu Qi'an then looked at several people in the world: "Stay away."

He knows that eating melons is the favorite entertainment of people in the Jianghu, and forcibly driving them out will not achieve the expected effect.

"Brother, be careful."

The man who was humiliated just now reminded: "Big worship to destroy Buddha? The Leizhou government and local people don't want to see Buddhism? Therefore, the monks of Sanhua Temple are very united, and they help their own family regardless of reason."

Why didn't the monks of the Qinglong Temple in the capital hold a group... Well, in the capital, it's useless to hold a group... Xu Qi'an nodded:

"Thank you."

Several people in the arena retreated immediately? But they stopped not far away.

Not long after, the sound of hurried footsteps came. The little monk with the broom went back and forth, leading a group of monks over. Some were wearing robes, some were wearing cassocks, some were holding rosary beads, some were carrying sticks .

Pointing at Xu Qi'an, the little monk said loudly: "Uncle Hui'an, the one who pointed the gun at this disciple just now is his companion."

Looking around, he said bitterly, "That person must have escaped."

A middle-aged man in a yellow and red cassock stepped forward, clasping his hands together: