Chapter 52 Donor Dedicated to Buddha
A fisherman may always be in the air force, but the moment the fish is hooked, he will always be happy like a child.
After so much effort, the net has already been opened, just waiting for the fish to fall into the net.
Tonight is a sleepless night, he is very busy.
…
Xu Bai returned to the Escort, and changed into the outfit he didn't wear often, with a cloth covering his face.
In the secret place, he dug out the ledger that had been kept before, and after changing to an ordinary long knife, he rushed towards the Liu Mansion.
Along the way, the night was filled with darkness, and the streets were deserted. After Xu Bai arrived at Liu's Mansion, he climbed over the wall and entered through familiar ways.
By this time, he felt a bit like the TV series in his previous life, and he was very aggressive.
Isn’t that how it’s done in TV dramas? Heroes like to go high and high, and never take the usual path.
For example, when drinking on the second floor of a tavern, you can go down the stairs, but you have to climb out of the window, dodge for a while, and then fall to the ground pretending to be.
By the way, if another beautiful woman falls from the sky, is caught by the hero steadily, turns around in the air a few times, and the two look at each other affectionately...
No, the visual sense is too strong.
Xu Bai shook his head, shaking off the thoughts in his head.
Liu Mansion was still as usual, except for a few servants on duty patrolling back and forth, everything was quiet as usual.
After jumping in from the wall, he looked left and right, and was about to run to Liu Xu's room, but at this moment, there was a voice next to him.
"Benefactor, you are here again."
This voice is warm and kind, and it sounds like a spring breeze, like the warm sun in the cold winter.
Xu Bai was startled, and when he turned his head to look, he found something extremely shining in the dark night.
—That’s a bald head.
Under the moonlight, the bald head reflects a strange light, especially above the bald head, the golden progress bar is eye-catching.
"Monk without flowers?"
Xu Bai said unluckily to himself.
"Since the benefactor walked into the wrong room for the first time, the little monk has already noticed it. He just felt that the first meeting was a bit abrupt, so he didn't show up." I told the benefactor about the little monk, so it shouldn't be abrupt now."
The night was slightly dark, and the compound was quiet.
Xu Bai grabbed the long knife at his waist, stared at Wu Hua, and his true energy flowed slightly.
This monk is not a good stubble.
This composure alone is far from being comparable to the Iron Counting Immortal.
"Benefactor, this little monk didn't come to fight, but just wanted to ask for help." Wuhua looked calm, and still kept her palms together: "As for the matter between you and Liu benefactor, little monk didn't see anything."
When she said this, Wu Hua behaved very normally.
"Didn't you say that monks don't tell lies? Why, you still tell lies?" Xu Bai lowered his voice and said.
Lie, cover up a lie with a lie, always get a lie.
Don’t monks avoid lying?
"The little monk's master once said that the Dharma of King Kong Temple entered the world of mortals and experienced all kinds of mortals, and lying is one of them." Wu Hua said with a serious face.
Xu Bai: "..."
This answer was unexpected.
Are all King Kong Temples so rigid?
"The little monk's master also said that if you want to believe in a person's point of view, the most important thing is to have a strong fist. Of course, this is only the first. The second is to beat him in the field that others are good at." Wuhua and It's a serious face.
Seeing this monk's serious expression, and listening to what he said, Xu Bai always found it very funny.
This is very correct, and there is no fault at all.
But the words came from a monk again, so there is a bit of a gap.
But what Wuhua said made Xu Bai really want to meet his master.
One of the top ten temples in the Great Chu Kingdom, is it so much fun?
"It's because I want to use the master's method to make a bet with the benefactor." Seeing that Xu Bai had been silent, Wuhua said again.
"What bet?" Xu Bai became interested and touched his chin.
"The little monk sees the benefactor with a long sword on his waist, so he must be a martial artist. My Vajra Temple casts Buddha's light with divine essence. The higher the Dharma, the stronger the ability. The masters in the temple are even more invincible. This little monk wants to take a knife from the benefactor." Wu Hua slightly Bow down and appear very humble.
King Kong is not bad?
Eat me a knife?
Xu Bai drew out the long knife at his waist: "I have never heard of such a strange request, so what is your bet?"
"Because I wanted the benefactor to help me with something, but I didn't know how to ask, so I chose the simplest method. If I received the benefactor's knife, the benefactor agreed to help me. If not, I will do something for the benefactor. "Wu Hua lowered her eyelids and said the Buddha's name.
He also thought about it before deciding to meet Xu Bai.
But at this time, it seems that no matter how much it is said, it is long-winded, so it is better to get straight to the point.
In the two situations that the master once said, he chose the latter, because it is not suitable for fighting in the Liu Mansion.
Destroy him in the field where others are good at, smash the other party's belief, so that your own requirements can be injected smoothly, this is what his master taught.
knife?
no.
Although the King Kong Temple does not cultivate the body, it casts the Buddha's light with divine energy, and its attack and defense are both excellent.
The other party's strength is only at the eighth rank, and he can tell that the reason is his special ability, which is also the reason why he has attracted much attention in the King Kong Temple.
His eye is his special ability.
Buddhist five eyes - the naked eye, the eye of heaven, the eye of wisdom, the eye of law, the Buddha's eye, he got one of them.
The so-called wisdom eye is evidenced by the arhat, who can see the signs of the twelve causal relationships and the circulation of life and death, so he can be reborn in the cycle of birth and death, free from the constraints of the physical and mental world, leave the five aggregates, and go out of the three realms.
The wisdom eye mentioned by the world is the wisdom of the world, and there is still the concept of "I", but it is relatively deep, sharp, and quick; while the wisdom eye possessed by the Arhat is selfless and non-attached.
Of course, it looks so powerful, but Wuhua only has the ability to see through her cultivation, and she can't go too far.
Eight-rank martial artist, Wuhua thinks that so far, he has not seen anyone who can break his defense.
Of course some geniuses may be able to, but they are all well-known, so Wuhua has great confidence now.
It’s only a knife, it should be able to catch it.
—Should be able to handle it.
"Are you serious?" Xu Bai's eyes lit up.
"As long as what the benefactor said will not violate my heart, nor will it hurt ordinary people in the world, I will agree." Wu Hua felt that it was necessary to add one sentence.
Since this is a bet, it must be honest, if not, the other party will look down on him.
"I want you to teach me Buddhism for at least five days!" Xu Bai stretched out his hand and said.
No flowers: "?"
After this request was made, Wu Hua was completely stunned. He had thought about many situations, but this was the only one he hadn't thought of.
Talking about Buddhism?
What a weird request.
Could it be...this is a benefactor who is dedicated to Buddha?
It must be!
If you were someone else, you must have made other demands.
But this person only wants him to teach Buddhism.
"Alas..." Wuhua sighed.
It seems that my previous thoughts were all wrong. Although the person in front of me is a Jiang Hu person, he is a wise Jiang Hu person.
"Goodness, goodness, the benefactor is dedicated to the Buddha, and the little monk agreed. I misunderstood it before, and the little monk was too obsessive." Wuhua said seriously.
Xu Bai: "..."
He always felt that the other party misunderstood something.
(end of this chapter)