Chapter 50 The Master and the Murderer【For Collection】

Director Zhang nodded and said: "Although your temple is small, it is also very exquisite. If you disturb the master, we will leave now. If you see the person I mentioned, don't contact him, call the police first, and we will come as soon as possible. "

Fangzheng nodded slightly, and said calmly: "The poor monk understands, please benefactors."

Director Zhang immediately took people away, as for Shangxiang? They don't believe in Buddhism, so how can they burn incense?

As soon as these people left, Wang Yougui ran over and asked Fangzheng, "Boy, are you sure there is no one in your temple?"

Fangzheng smiled wryly and said, "Uncle Wang, do I look like a liar? There is really no one, so if you don't believe me, search again."

Wang Yougui looked at Fangzheng suspiciously, and finally shook his head and said, "It's fine if there is no one else, you don't know, that guy is a vicious and recidivist criminal. He used to be a mercenary in Africa and killed an unknown number of people. , beat people half to death, imprisoned for three years before being released, robbed the cash truck, and killed the escort... Hey, I was worried about your safety. Why don't you come down the mountain with me , When the prisoner is caught, you will come back."

Fangzheng said: "Uncle Wang, thank you for your concern. But as you can see, my temple is very poor, and there are no valuable things. There is only one poor monk, even if the other party really comes, what can I grab from the poor monk?" What’s more, there is only one way up and down the mountain, unless the other party is stupid, it is impossible to come to the mountain. Coming to Yizhi Mountain, it is better to run into the mountains behind.”

"That's right...well, I'm just talking. If you're afraid, go down the mountain." Wang Yougui warned, and finally, suddenly smiled: "Also, you handled the matter of Song Ergou well. This guy is now obedient Too much, hehe..."

After speaking, Wang Yougui left.

"Boss, according to the clues, Han Xiaoguo went up this mountain. Why is there no one there? I think we should do a good job of searching." The little police officer said unwillingly.

Director Zhang shook his head and said, "Xiao Wu, there are some things you need to understand. Although we don't believe in Buddhism, Buddhism is a quiet place. The country has regulations, and you are not allowed to go in and mess around. You can search if you want, wait for the search warrant... During this period of time, you lead people to block the way up and down the mountain. In addition, Han Xiaoguo is a mercenary who has been fighting in Africa all year round. He is very good at fighting in the wild and in the mountains. He is as cunning as a fox. , Going up, is looking for death! I reckon, he probably played a sloppy eye, bypassed Yizhi Mountain, and entered the mountains of Changbai Mountain. Our task is to protect the scene and wait for the police dogs to arrive. .”

"Okay." Wu Hai nodded.

During this busy schedule, Fangzheng looked at the sky speechlessly, the moon had already risen high, and his stomach was already flattened by hunger. I went to the back kitchen to see that the fire was all out! No wonder after cooking for so long, there is no smell of rice...

"Hey, I'm messing with someone. It's so hard to eat." Fangzheng hurriedly rekindled the fire.

Everything was ready, Fangzheng looked outside, the lone wolf hadn't come back yet...

Under the boredom, I stood under the linden tree and waited. After a few days, the linden tree not only did not become wise, but shed its leaves obediently for the winter. On the contrary, there are pieces of tender green leaves, which are quite lush.

Fangzheng looked up at the Bodhi tree and muttered: "Bodhi tree, Bodhi tree, are you a Bodhi tree or a grape tree? Why are you so stupid? You don't have to be so serious about dying, right? Well, the moon is good today, but you can't eat it. The poor monk starved to death."

A bodhi tree, with a big silver moon hanging on the tree, under the tree, a handsome young monk dressed in white snow is standing there, muttering to himself, this picture is extremely harmonious and beautiful, just like a beautiful picture scroll .

However……

"Don't move!" Just then, a low and somewhat hoarse voice came from behind. This person, with a square face, thick eyebrows, small eyes and thick lips, is the murderer Han Xiaoguo mentioned by Director Zhang!

Han Xiaoguo was a little nervous now, clenched tightly on the gun in his hand, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked very tired, and at the same time he was very nervous.

"Amitabha, benefactor, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and the shore will be the same when you turn back." Fangzheng didn't turn his head, but he could hear the other party's nervousness from the sound of his breathing. But Fangzheng wasn't nervous at all, he just stood there calmly, with his back to the other party.

"Little monk, don't talk nonsense! Let me ask you, do you have food and water here?" Han Xiaoguo ran for a day, hungry and cold, before entering the temple to look for food, just happened to bump into Fang Zheng under the bodhi tree in a daze , this is the shot.

Fangzheng smiled and said: "So the benefactor is hungry, of course there are poor monks to eat, but why do you ask this?" Fangzheng asked knowingly.

At the same time, Fangzheng was wondering if he should find an opportunity to knock this guy unconscious and throw him to the police.

However……

Ding! As a friendly reminder, crossing people to do good is a merit, and if it can make people turn back, it is a great merit! "

Great merit? Fangzheng was taken aback for a moment. Before saving people, he built a seven-level pagoda and gave him a chance to draw a lottery. So what is this so-called great merit? So Fangzheng asked: "System, what's the use of this merit?"

"The merit is a scoring system to evaluate your lottery level. The greater the merit you do, the greater the chance of getting good things in the lottery. Every lottery draw has some optional items, and these items are divided into levels. Your plaque, because it is a reward for cleaning the Buddhist hall, has the lowest merit. It is just an ordinary Buddhist plaque with average functions.

When you save people, you get a moon-white monk's robe, which is a treasure only for eminent Buddhist monks.

Therefore, the higher the merit, the higher the level of prizes drawn. Saving people is easy, but persuading them to do good is difficult. This is merit; killing is easy, but saving people is difficult, and the merit of saving people is higher; "

Fangzheng's eyes lit up when he heard it! Is there any reason not to accept the merit that has been delivered to the mouth? He is very curious, what kind of treasure can be drawn out of this great merit! At the same time, Fangzheng's brain was running wildly, constantly recalling how the masters in those film and television dramas and novels in his memory transformed into demons one by one, which was strange to me. Then I thought about it, although I don't know if it will work or not, but let's use it for now.

Han Xiaoguo was so angry with Fangzheng's words that he almost went over to give Fangzheng a slap, and scolded: "You little monk, you look fair and clean, but your brain is full of shit? I ask for food, of course I want to eat!"

"Why did the poor monk give you food? If the benefactor is hungry, he can go down the mountain to eat. If the weather is not bad, hurry up, there is still food to eat." Fangzheng used the first trick, deliberately pretending to be an expert! After convincing the other party, subdue the other party.

"You...are you stupid?" Han Xiaoguo asked angrily.