Capture the Villainous Demon King [Quick Transmigration]

At dawn, when the monks of the Bodhi Temple began to ring the bell for morning class, Master Yansong, the presiding master, walked into the backyard.

On the slate clearing, a healthy body wielded the Qinglong Yanyue Knife made of pure steel, opening and closing with sharp moves.Before getting close, one can detect the hidden murderous aura from the sound of "russling" breaking through the air.

Buddha... in a bad mood?

Master Yansong wanted to retreat a bit.

The Liu family is pious to ask for help, but this list is not easy to accept.Buddhists are jealous of evil, and if they know that the victim is not innocent, they probably won't meddle in their own business.

Master Yansong was in pain with the 600 million incense money that hadn't warmed up yet, and was about to flap his wings and fly back.Now that prices are rising so fast, it is not easy to support a monk in a temple.

As a monk, avoid greed and ignorance, but you must also eat well.

Gritting his teeth, Master Yansong decided to lick his face and give it a try. After waiting for a while, he watched Fozi stop the martial arts class, and respectfully presented the towel: "Uncle Tianhuan, please use it!"

Calling a 30-year-old young master uncle, and serving him respectfully, Master Yansong, who is over half a century old, is not shy at all.

Ever since the infant Buddha was taken back to the temple by his master Master Tianji, who took his disciples on his behalf and named him "Tianhuan", and became the uncle of all Buddhist disciples, Master Yansong knew that Buddha was not easy.

There is not a baby who never cries, and there is not a toddler whose first sentence is: "Labor and capital are not monks!"

There is no child who can wield a weapon weighing hundreds of catties at the age of five and climb onto the roof with a light leap.Not to mention that there is not a young man who is born with insight, can see things that ordinary people cannot see, and is proficient in worldly knowledge even if he is not educated.

Master Yansong will never forget the earth-shattering battle between the ten-year-old Buddha and his master.Master Tianji used his lifelong knowledge to keep the Buddha who didn't want to be a monk in the Bodhi Temple.

Later, the Buddha did not know what he had figured out, and suddenly began to practice closed-mouth meditation.The master once asked him the reason, but he couldn't get an answer. He just shook his head and sighed, saying in his mouth: "The greed, anger, ignorance and resentment in the world are all empty dreams."

After the master sat down, Master Yansong thought that the Buddha would leave, but he did not expect him to stay.

It takes 20 years to practice this closed-mouth meditation.

Fozi Tianhuan put the Qinglong Yanyue Knife back on the weapon rack, and made a few sign language gestures to Master Yansong, signaling him to speak quickly if he had something to say.

Master Yansong hurriedly told the story of the Liu family: "The second son of the Liu family was haunted by a ghost, and his life is dying. I am afraid that only you, uncle, can save his life."

Tianhuan raised his eyes, stared fixedly at the glazed tiles protruding from the roof, and made a sign language for a long time.

[OK, I'll go]

Yan Song was overjoyed at the event, clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name: "Uncle Master, be merciful!"

Tianhuan gave him a contemptuous look, as if mocking his hypocrisy.Whenever he makes a move, it can be linked to the word "compassion", and it is almost the same that killing countless demons and ghosts will be feared.

Master Yansong stroked his beard with a smile, his face was as thick as a wall of iron.I was also a little bit emotional, probably, Fozi would only show some popularity among these old guys who had watched him since he was a child.

Facing outsiders, the indifference in his eyes is no different from looking at plants, trees and stones.

Those who are born with supernatural powers are difficult for mortals to understand.

But a Buddha's child is a Buddha's child, no matter whether the Vajra stares glaringly or the Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows.

Liu Feiyang ate his breakfast lazily, when he heard Hengxin say that Fozi Tianhuan agreed to visit Liu's house, he was so shocked that his chopsticks dropped: "Why did Fozi suddenly agree?"

Perseverance: "Buddhas are benevolent."

Liu Feiyang swallowed, not daring to say that their Buddhist disciples are as cold as an iceberg, which does not match the word "benevolence" at all, for fear of being drowned by the spittle of these fanatical monks.

He called his driver and asked them to drive and wait at the foot of the mountain.

Standing at the gate of the temple, Liu Feiyang flicked his phone boredly, inadvertently looked up and saw three monks walking across.The one in the middle is wearing a cassock with silver silk and dark patterns, with rosewood beads hanging from his chest, and holding a gold-plated tin staff with nine rings.

The eyes brighten the sun and the moon, and the two eyebrows gather the wind and the cloud.The demeanor is cold, Qiong Peishan.

Liu Feiyang was dumbfounded.

It is said that Buddha needs gold clothes, and people need clothes. I used to think that no matter how handsome a person is, there is a limit, but now I look like a god.

This outfit alone is worth 600 million flowers.The cultural relics of the museum are taken out for exhibition, and the tickets are all at this price.

The two monks beside Fozi are also acquaintances, one is Yanfeng, the younger brother of Master Yansong, and the other is Perseverance.

Liu Feiyang squeezed out a smile: "Thank you Buddha, for helping me."

Tianhuan glanced at him indifferently, then strode down the mountain with a Zen staff in hand, followed by the rest of the people.Liu Feiyang touched his nose, followed with drooping eyebrows.

Liu Feiyang came this time to take the luxury nanny car of his family. He wanted to make up for his previous faux pas and asked Buddha to get in the car first.After Tianhuan got on the bus, he sat in the last row. Yanfeng and Hengxin were taken aback when they saw this, and sat in the front row without asking any further questions.

Liu Feiyang was the last to get on the bus and had to sit next to Buddha.I don't want to be seated, but Tianhuan's Zen stick holds it up and pushes it to the other side by the window.

Liu Feiyang: "..." Dare to be angry but dare not speak.

It is clear that there are plenty of room for three people to sit, so why do they occupy the two sides? Could it be that he has a virus and cannot be approached by others?

Annoyed, he turned his head and looked out the window. In the rhythm of the steady gallop, he unconsciously closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Liu Feiyang had a strange dream. He found that he was sitting in the middle of the back row, his body was close to the Buddha, and the greed in his eyes almost overflowed, like a hungry person staring at a piece of delicious meat.Stretching out her slender fingers, she gently stroked the stern face that was as sharp as a knife.

This is a very mysterious state.

He couldn't figure out from what angle he looked at this weird scene.

Wait... Isn't it the most embarrassing thing that he touches a man's face lewdly!Although he is GAY, he is pure 1. What he likes is the charming and delicious little 0, not the iceberg attack who is stronger and more powerful than himself!

Waking up suddenly in cold sweat, he found that he was still sitting in his original position, and the Buddha on the other side didn't notice anything strange.

The nanny car was still running smoothly, and everything was unexpectedly normal.

Liu Feiyang patted his face, a little afraid to look directly at Buddha.

City K is far away, and the group stopped at a small temple at noon and had a vegetarian meal.When the host heard that the Buddha was coming, he went out to meet him in person in fear and fear, and accompanied him all the way.

It was only then that Liu Feiyang deeply realized the influence of Buddha's son Tianhuan in today's Buddhism.The devotion of these monks comes from the heart and cannot be bought with money.

To his surprise, Buddha did not allow anyone to sit next to him when he was eating, and placed a bowl of rice on the empty seat, with chopsticks inserted straight into it.

Liu Feiyang asked Hengxin in a low voice: "What does this mean?"

Persistence also felt strange, but he saw many miraculous things of the Buddha, and he was not as fussed as he was at the beginning, and said calmly: "The Buddha has his own reasons."

When the Buddha needs them, he will order them.It is enough for a monk to follow the fate, and there is no need to get to the bottom of it.

But even a Buddhist who has been deified by a group of monks has to eat, drink, and go to the bathroom.

This is the reality of the world.

When the Buddha left, he gave the local tyrant's golden Zen staff to Zen Xin and Yan Feng.The heavy "clang" sounded like a hundred catties boulder falling down.Zen Xin and Yan Feng's complexions were flushed, and they barely worked together to lift it up.

Liu Feiyang cautiously asked, "How heavy is this?"

Zen heart trembled: "One hundred and eight kilograms."

Liu Feiyang gasped. When Fozi carried this thing, it was as light as plastic, but he never noticed anything wrong.He tried it with his hands, and it was indeed a weight he couldn't bear.

Perseverance said meaningfully: "Buddhas are not extraordinary people."

Liu Feiyang was convinced in his heart, but he refused to lose face: "He is indeed a bit brute. If he entered the national weightlifting team in the early years, he might be able to win a few gold medals and win glory for the country!"

There were two "tsk tsk" sounds, quite a pity that the pearl was thrown in the dark and went astray.

Perseverance did not want to talk to him.

On the road again, not far from K city.Liu Feiyang called his mother in advance and told her to be ready to welcome Buddha.He is a guest from afar, no matter what he thinks in his heart, etiquette cannot be less.

Liu Feiyang was a little surprised by the vague sound of quarreling on the other end of the phone.

Are there other guests at home?

After two o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Feiyang and his party finally arrived home. As soon as the nanny's car stopped at the main entrance, they saw the butler rushing up to meet him in a hurry, with sweat dripping from his forehead: "Excuse me, who is the Buddha of the Bodhi Temple?"

Liu Feiyang worried: "Old Liang, something happened to my brother again?"

Butler Liang was out of breath: "This time it's not the Second Young Master, it's the priest who got caught by a ghost, he's about to die!"

Liu Feiyang: "Huh?"

Where did another priest appear?

Everyone was still confused, only to see Tianhuan, the Buddha, raised his eyes to look at the third floor of the villa, and looked at Liu Feiyang with his Zen stick a little empty.

Zen heart translates in real time: "Buddha asks you, whose room is that?"

Liu Feiyang said in surprise: "It's my brother's room..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the room vibrate suddenly, as if a hurricane was passing through inside, and there was a crisp "bang", and the floor-to-ceiling windows burst and flew away instantly.

When everyone was shocked, Tianhuan suddenly tapped his toes and jumped up, standing on the broken glass window on the third floor.

Liu Feiyang rubbed his eyes in disbelief: "Mom, I seem to have seen God?"

Perseverance dragged him to the room and corrected him seriously: "This is a great Buddhist supernatural power, how can Liu benefactor open his eyes and talk nonsense."

Several people climbed all the way to the third floor, and before they could catch their breath, they saw the wind blowing, and there seemed to be the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Liu Feiyang had never seen this kind of scene before, and he was trembling with fright: "This... what kind of movie special effect is this..."

Perseverance and Yanfeng guarded him from left to right, twirling sandalwood beads in their hands and chanting scriptures in their mouths.They followed the Buddha to travel north and south, and they had some real skills.

Facing the dark wind, the three approached the room of the second young master of the Liu family cautiously.

The door was open, and one could see the strange scene inside at a glance.It was as if a ten-level cyclone was blowing in the room, the temperature suddenly dropped like winter, and the furniture and utensils were floating in the air and circling crazily.

In the most central position, a black-robed foreigner opened his teeth and claws, roaring like a beast, trying to rush towards the person hiding in the corner, but was strangely restrained and unable to move for half a step.

And in that corner, Liu Feiyang saw his mother, father and second brother hiding behind an old man with a gray beard in horror.The old man closed his eyes and chanted the mantra, with the yellow talisman in his finger.

But he was obviously at the end of his battle, the yellow talisman spontaneously ignited without fire, and its effectiveness gradually disappeared.

There seemed to be sharp ghost cries in the void, and the footsteps of the black-robed foreigner also began to move slowly, and the strangely growing black nails approached the old Taoist inch by inch.

At the very moment, Tianhuan, the Buddha who was watching the situation in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, suddenly made a move. The local tyrant's golden Zen stick danced with a dazzling golden light, sweeping the audience with tremendous force, and slapped the black-robed foreigner on the wall as a human-shaped mural.

The old Taoist opened his eyes in surprise.

"Your Excellency?"

The author has something to say: Don't ask, asking is the world's number one pretentious monk!

感谢在2020-04-1321:01:13~2020-04-1421:07:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Monk Ta A and Sa 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottle of Zhuohua;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!