Chapter 1983 robbery (57)

   After watching this all morning, the old man in the land couldn't stand it anymore.

   appeared, behind the monk.

  The leaves on his head were shaken by the strong wind. He held his hair steady and couldn't help persuading him.

   Advise the monk to leave.

   "Master, why do you say you are doing this?"

   "The fox demon, although she is a demon, she has been practicing for all these years, and she has never taken a human life."

   "It is said that the family members are compassionate and wish to save all sentient beings. That fox demon's life is also a life. Do you think you can't be lenient and let her go this time?"

  The monk stopped silently reciting Buddhist scriptures, but did not open his eyes.

  Only Amitabha said, "A monster is a monster. Even if she doesn't kill people now, there is no guarantee that she will not hurt people one day in the future."

   "What's more, that fox demon has hurt people a few years ago. When the poor monk refused to accept her, he had already let her go."

   "Now the time has come, she should go on the road naturally."

   "..."

   is also a donkey temper, the kind that doesn't make sense.

  The land old man looked up at the sky to smooth things over.

   "How about that, master."

   "You see, the weather is not good. It's going to rain heavily. Anyway, the fox hides here and can't escape. Why don't you come back another day and go back to rest?"

  The monk does not move.

  Close your eyes, as if you didn't hear it.

  Old land man: "...Master?"

  He took a step forward.

   "Master, just take a rest, how about... go to my place for tea?"

   Still not moving.

  The land old man was pulling his clothes while leaning on a cane.

   "Master, let's go."

   "Come back another day, come back another day."

  The monk finally opened his eyes.

   "Land, the matter of the fox demon has nothing to do with you, please—"

   "Let's go! What nonsense?"

  The old man in the land was tough for a while, blowing his beard and staring, and tore him away.

   "Buddha has a few days off, look at you, why are you so inflexible?"

  The monk raised his eyebrows coldly, "You—you don't want to do anything!"

  He pulled back the cassock.

  The land old man continued to drag him away.

   "Let's go, it's raining, go to my temple to have a cup of tea and rest."

   "No! That fox demon must be taken in today!"

  The monk was dragged and tough at the same time.

   Extremely rigid.

   "If you don't accept that fox demon today, it will be harmful in the future—"

   "Let's go! So much nonsense."

  The old man must be pulling him.

  Shengsheng dragged him away.

   The two chattered and walked away.

   Finally, the gate was left with a piece of silence.

   From a distance, the monk's rigid voice could still be heard.

  The words are convincing and upright.

  …

  …

  …

  When the first drop of rain fell on the ground, soon the second drop fell.

   fell on the flat ground, the raindrops were crystal clear, bounced, and fell again.

   soaked the yellow ground and smashed a small pit.

  As the dark clouds gather, the wind blows violently.

  The withered and yellow leaves were blown down from the mountain, following the strong wind, and fell on the eaves.

   Immediately, it slipped down quickly.

  It was raining, and there were voices calling children to go home everywhere in the town.

  Only the northernmost house was still quiet, with no human voice.

  Only the sound of chopping wood continued.

   "Boom—"

   "Kang Lang—"

   "Boom—"

   "Kang Lang—"

  The split firewood is piled high.

   Scary high.

  A strong wind blows, but the closed door remains motionless.

  The rain fell like soybeans, gradually, from drop to drop, to splash.

  (end of this chapter)