Chapter 362 Please let Chang Kong go...
"Where is the young monk?"
Shijiu glanced at the painting in Chang Yuan's hand, his eyes cold.
She knows the painting.
That day, the little monk personally drew her face with a pen.
And she drew Chang Kong's figure on that painting.
“Little monk?”
Listening to Shijiu’s question, Chang Yuan looked at Shijiu sharply, “Amitabha, there is no little monk in the temple that the donor is looking for!”
“Chi!”
Shi Jiu sneered, raised his step, and instantly appeared in front of Chang Yuan, snatching the portrait from his hand.
"Old Bald Donkey, the one in this portrait is the little monk I'm looking for."
Chang Yuan was startled, his eyes widened, and he took a few steps back, "You...!?"< br>
The person in the painting could be the female donor in front of me! ?
Could it be that she was the one who introduced Chang Kong into the world of mortals! ?
The strong wind blew, and the heavy rain outside the house crackled on the windows of the Zen room.
There were even many raindrops floating into the house and falling on Chang Yuan's wrinkled face.
"This donor, can you listen to me?"
The cold wind instantly calmed Chang Yuan's complicated thoughts.
"Listen to what you say?"
Shi Jiu tilted his head, licked his red lips, and sneered, "Why should I listen to your nonsense like an old bald ass!?"
Before Chang Yuan could react, he suddenly felt his neck tighten.
He instantly looked at Shi Jiu not far away, and saw her fingers moving slightly, and he was lifted up by a powerful spiritual power.
The breathing in his nose gradually became rapid, and Chang Yuan couldn't help but open his mouth and gasp for air.
"Answer my question, where is the young monk?"
Shijiu turned around, sat on a chair nearby, and asked Chang Yuan expressionlessly.
"Donor, please let Chang Kong go..." Chang Yuan's wrinkled face turned red from suppressing it, "Junior brother, he... can't join the world!"
He always remembered, What the master said to him at the beginning.
Chang Kong’s entry into the world is a great calamity for the three realms!
"Donor, Chang Kong is not an ordinary Buddhist practitioner..."
Seeing Chang Yuan looking around, Shi Jiu frowned and moved his fingers slightly, wanting to directly search for the soul.
However, if she searches for this old monk’s soul, he may become an idiot even if he does not die.
She can't do this...
The little monk is afraid that he will be angry...
"You are the little monk's senior brother, I can't touch you."
Shijiu's eyes were calm, thinking of the little monk's protection for him in Lishang Kingdom...
The little monk would definitely not want her to kill his senior brother!
Thinking about it for a long time, he half-squinted his eyes, gritted his teeth, and swatted Chang Yuan away, causing him to hit the edge of the bed in the Zen room.
“But I will not let you have an easy time!”
Seeing Chang Yuan vomiting blood, Jijiu dodged and appeared in front of him in an instant.
With a slight movement of her fingers, a wisp of soul was instantly drawn out by her.
“Do you believe in Buddha very much?”
Shijiu thought that it was because of him that the young monk knelt before the Buddha outside the main hall of Xiangyun Temple for many days.
"Today, I will seal your soul in the Buddha statue in the main hall!" As he said that, with a flick of his fingertips, Chang Yuan's soul disappeared in an instant.
In the main hall, the Buddha statue flashed a ray of golden light, but no one saw it.
In the dark night, a thunder and lightning woke up many sleeping people.
"Amitabha..."
Wuxin was one of the people who was awakened.
At this time, he was standing under the eaves of his Zen room, looking up at the rain that didn't stop at all, and he couldn't help but complain quietly.
“It’s been raining for so many days, why doesn’t it stop...”
(End of this chapter)