Buddhist Evil Wife

One pair of eyes, two pairs of eyes, three pairs of eyes, four pairs of eyes, five pairs of eyes... 23 pairs of eyes...

Yin Jitian silently counted sadly in his heart, why is he so unlucky, he can't even slip away!

Just when he secretly wanted to turn back to the original bamboo forest, suddenly, a fierce wind swept over!

Yin Jitian fell heavily at the feet of more than 20 pairs of eyes, and immediately, someone grabbed the skirt of his clothes roughly.

"Master, this little thief is really bold. He dared to sneak into the Beifu in broad daylight! This disciple believes that he should be arrested and locked up in a forbidden room for interrogation!"

"It's too cheap for him to be locked up in the forbidden room. This disciple thinks that he should be beaten severely to make an example to others, and to show those who want to covet the Bei family. Our Bei family is not easy to mess with!"

The others nodded in agreement.

Hearing this, Yin Jitian narrowed his eyes slightly, and an invisible cold light flashed in his eyes.

The group of people in front of them didn't catch the thief's angry expression at all, only gloating and snickering. It was obvious that they were teasing themselves. If they didn't guess wrong, they should know his identity.

A middle-aged man standing among more than 20 young people, his eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice, "Let's do it like this!"

As soon as the words were finished, an angry voice suddenly sounded: "Surnamed Bei, if you dare to embarrass Shantiden, or treat Shantide badly, the poor monk will definitely make you unhappy!"

Isn't this the voice of Jishan?

How did he come to Beihuang City?

Yin Jitian was taken aback for a moment, his eyes couldn't help but search in the crowd!

"..." The disciples of the Bei family also looked around, trying to find out where the speaker was hiding.

Then, there was another gentle voice: "Brother Jishan, monks have compassion in mind, how can you threaten the benefactor?"

As soon as everyone heard the word Jishan, their faces changed slightly, even the middle-aged man called the elder, his face became dignified.

At this time, a disciple of the Bei family exclaimed, "Ah, what is this?"

The disciple picked up an envelope and a piece of white square jade from the ground: "It's the jade tablet for transmitting sound!"

The voice transmission jade tablet is a jade block used to record other people's voices. It is engraved with complicated talisman seals. As long as you inject spiritual energy, you can record your own voice in the jade block. It is like a letter. The person who receives the jade tablet, As long as the spiritual energy is injected, the sound of the jade block can be played out.

When Yin Jitian saw the familiar envelope, he quickly touched his chest, and found that the congratulatory gift that Wujing gave him was gone. It should have fallen out when he was knocked to the ground just now!

The envelope and jade in that disciple's hand should be Ji Li's congratulatory gift to Elder Bei Yuhong.

At this time, the jade block was shining with white light, indicating that the jade pendant had been moved by someone, and the sudden sound came out, it should be that the sharp wind just hit the jade block accidentally, which played the role of stimulating the spiritual energy.

"Amitabha, Lord of the North, the poor monk handed Shantideva into your hands, please don't miss the oath to the poor monk, remember to treat Shantidera well."

Yin Jitian heard the sound of Jili, which came from the jade block.

Just Jirei's words made him frown tightly.

From the meaning of the words, Jili asked him to come to Bei's house to give gifts, which was premeditated long ago.

Suddenly, something flashed through his mind. He remembered that before he entered the Bei family, the steward of the Bei family once said, "You are the little master Shantideva of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple." ,That……

Yin Jitian didn't dare to continue to think deeply.

In the jade block, at the same time Ji Li said this, there was Ji Shan yelling and making noise as the background dubbing: "The surname Bei, what do you think about Ji Tian, ​​he is now an ordinary person, you..."

"Ji Shan!" There was an unreal and displeased reprimand from the jade block.

"Uncle Master!" Ji Shan was very unwilling, muttered a few words in a low voice, and then pleaded to Xu Shi: "Uncle Master, you are an elder, and your words must be more important than Ji Li, I believe that those surnamed Bei dare not do anything !"

The jade block suddenly fell silent, maybe it was because Xu Shi, an eminent monk, couldn't say threatening words like Jishan. After a long silence in the jade block, Xu Shi's pure and pure voice sounded: "Amitabha, Lord of the North, the void is about to leave the gate. !"

The disciples of the Bei family gasped: "..."

Damn, as expected of an eminent monk, the words he said didn't pose any threat, but they had a real deterrent effect.

Who is the void?

Of course he is the pillar of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, one of the top ten Mahayana realm practitioners in the cultivation world, as long as he stomps his feet casually, he can shake the entire cultivation world twice.

"Hey! Why did the disciple forget the master! The surname is Bei, listen carefully, Wanfomen is Shantidena's natal family!"

"Hmph! You are really ashamed to have come to Bei's house!" This was the voice of nothingness.

"Amitabha, you made Lord Bei laugh! My Buddha is merciful, I hope your son will recover soon!"

The white light on the jade block instantly dissipated, turning back into an ordinary jade block.

The air froze, and no one made a sound.