Chapter 711 The evil spirit is soaring in Chehe Town
“Of course.” Qin Yao put down his arms and silently put away the golden body of the Dharma: “A true Taoist priest.”
The old abbot’s cheeks slightly smiled He twitched and said: "You are a Taoist priest, how can you know the magical powers of Buddhism and even use them?" The cultivation has reached such a profound level."
Qin Yao said calmly: "Buddha is Tao. In essence, Buddhist magical powers are no different from Taoist magical powers. They are just skills."
Old abbot: "..."
If you say that, it will be pure arrogance for me to refute you.
But the problem is that Buddhist magical powers need to be supported by profound Buddhist teachings. How can a Taoist priest not study Taoism well and study Buddhism all day long?
"May I ask the abbot, is the young monk named Fa Hai in the temple?" In order to avoid an awkward moment between the two parties, Uncle Jiu said at the right time.
The old abbot shook his head slowly and said: "He went out to travel in the mountains. He sent a letter a few days ago, saying that he temporarily stopped in a town called Chehe. If you are determined to find him, Let’s go find out where Chehe Town is.”
“Thank you, Abbot,” said Uncle Jiu.
"Thank you, Abbot." Qin Yao followed and saluted.
The old abbot waved his hand and said: "Go as soon as possible. If you go late, you won't see anyone. Fahai rarely stays in the same place for too long."
< br>The two thanked them again, then turned and walked towards the sea, stepping on the waves, and quickly disappeared from the eyes of the monks.
"Master, you told them Fahai's whereabouts so easily, isn't it a bit..." A great monk came to the old abbot and spoke softly.
“A bit hasty?” the old abbot answered.
The great monk was silent for a moment, and then said: "What I want to say is, if they are Fahai's enemies..."
The old abbot interrupted: "If that is the case, would it be wrong to let them go to Fahai?" Is it better? He will naturally take care of the trouble caused by Fa Hai. Looking at the whole Jinshan Temple, who has the strength to take care of him? "
The great monk was speechless.
A few days later.
The sky is cloudy and windy, but the long street of Chehe Town is filled with bonfires and people are buzzing, as if a grand temple fair has begun.
At the intersection of Long Street, there is a wide open space.
Many people with hideous and ugly faces struggled together. More onlookers smiled excitedly and clapped their hands in applause. Their expressions were no less crazy than those of the attackers.
After a while, just when many onlookers could not restrain their restlessness and rolled up their sleeves to join the group fight, two Taoist priests, one strong and one thin, stepped into the town along the intersection and witnessed the fierce fight. A chaotic fight.
"Hello, brother, please ask, why are they fighting? Are they fighting over something?" Uncle Jiu tugged on the old man's sleeve and asked politely.
“Do you need a reason to fight?” The wrinkled old man asked in surprise.
Uncle Jiu: “???”
Don’t you need a reason to fight?
What to fight if there is no reason?
While he was stunned and dazed, a thin man suddenly came close to him. It looked like he wanted to hit him, but he was kicked by Qin Yao who was guarding Uncle Jiu's side. On his arms, his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.
“What do you want to do?”
Uncle Jiu quickly came to his senses and looked down at the man with sinister eyebrows on the ground.
“I want to steal something from you.” The man said calmly.
Uncle Jiu was puzzled: "Can't you see that I am a Taoist priest?"
"You can see that, so what?" The man said, "Whether I steal or not is up to you. Whether I want to steal from you or not doesn’t depend on your identity.”
Uncle Jiu: “You are so confident...Aren’t you ashamed of your behavior?”
"Stealing is my profession, just like Taoist priests are your profession." The man said confidently: "Are you ashamed of being a Taoist priest?" Uncle Jiu: "???"
At this time, Qin Yao saw that the people living in this town did not understand etiquette, justice and integrity. In other words, etiquette, justice and integrity had no place to survive here.
Here, if there is no good, there will naturally be no corresponding evil.
"Are you still okay? If not, I'll leave first and prepare to steal the next target." The man asked.
"Pa."
Qin Yao slapped this guy who looked very weak to the ground, raised his leg and kicked him again, just right on the opponent's chest, and kicked him up. Smashed into the crowd of people fighting each other.
The villains who were hit by him punched and kicked him one after another. After a while, his face was covered with blood, and he lay limp and limp in a pool of blood.
Uncle Jiu opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Even though he had traveled all over the country in the past half of his life, he had never seen such a ridiculous town!
"Evil dogs, there are new people in the town, let's go and try their talents."
Outside the battlefield, in front of the meat stall, a middle-aged man dressed as a fortune teller and holding a long gray flag in his right hand said calmly.
In the meat stall, a strong man with big arms and round waist grabbed the greasy butcher knife on the table and walked straight towards Master Qin Yao and his disciples with a fierce aura.
Along the way, the guys who were fighting had to make way for him, and many of them even followed him with fierce looks on their faces, like a fox pretending to be a tiger, or like an accomplice's retinue.
"Is something wrong?" Uncle Jiu asked calmly when he saw him walking through the crowd and stopping in front of him with more than a dozen villains.
"A foreigner?" the strong man asked expressionlessly, as if he was interrogating a prisoner.
Uncle Jiu frowned: "That's right."
"Chehe Town is very dangerous." The strong man pointed back at the people fighting and said with eyes wide open: "You guys It is even more dangerous for outsiders to come to Chehe Town if there is no one to protect them. I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive tonight."
Uncle Jiu: "So?"
"So!" The strong man patted his chest and said, "Give me what you have. Bring your wealth, and my vicious dog can keep you safe.”
After this period of buffering, Uncle Jiu was no longer surprised by this situation. He turned to Qin Yao and said, "You handle it."
Qin Yao chuckled and came to the evil dog from behind Uncle Jiu. In front of him, he looked down at the opponent's ugly face: "I'm going to hit you on the left cheek."
The evil dog's eyes flashed fiercely, and he took out the sharp butcher's knife from his arms and stabbed Qin directly. Yao's chest.
"Pa."
Qin Yao slapped him on the left side of his face. The powerful force instantly knocked him to the ground, and the butcher's knife fell to the ground with a clang.
The brawlers who saw this scene seemed to have pressed the pause button. They all looked at them blankly, and the originally noisy environment actually became quiet.
Qin Yao leaned over and grabbed the evil dog's collar, lifted it up from the ground, and said indifferently: "This time, I'll hit you on the right cheek."
The evil dog grinned and endured Looking at the pain on his face, he cursed angrily and rushed towards Qin Yao.
"Pa."
Qin Yao slapped the opponent's right face with his backhand. This time he struck harder. Several bloody teeth were pulled out and thrown into the air. .
Then, the vicious dog fell to the ground with a thud and could not get up for a long time.
The whole place was silent.
(End of this chapter)