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Chapter 11 I didn't let you put away your fangs

The black-faced man looked at the little monk smiling so brightly, and he felt a bad feeling in his heart, but then he thought, what threat could a little doll the size of a palm have?

So the black-faced strong man snorted coldly, raised his hand and went to pull the little monk out.

But the next moment, the little monk in front of him suddenly smiled, and then grabbed the black-faced man's big hand: "Little bear cub, how dare you attack in front of your grandfather?"

When the black-faced man heard this, he was furious and was about to pull his hand back. As a result, he was shocked to find that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull his hand back!

The little monk's hand was so powerful that he looked like a beast in the prehistoric world!

The little monk smiled grimly at him: "This is your first move, so don't blame me for being rude, hahahaha... I haven't hit anyone for a long time!"

As he spoke, Jingxin pulled hard, pulled the black-faced man over, and then punched the black-faced man in the face.

The black-faced man felt like he was hit by a train on his face. The sound of a broken nose bone accompanied by the sound of a cracked skull. He was about to scream with a sore pain.

As a result, a small hand held his chin with one hand, making his open mouth close instantly, and then a small hand grabbed his neck and dragged him out of the temple.

An excited voice sounded in my ears: "Don't disturb my master, my master is kind, maybe I will let you go, let's go out and chat."

"Help..." The black-faced man knew no matter how stupid he had, he had met a cruel person and called for help.

However, my mouth was pinched so hard that I couldn't make any sound...

In despair, he tried hard to grab the door panel, but he didn't catch it. He held the threshold with both hands, but the child pulled it gently and his nails broke...

He held the ground with both hands, forced out ten small gullies, but was still dragged away.

After a while, the sound of sandbag being beaten and muffled groans came from the mountains and forests...

In the distance, the green-robed grasshopper spirit saw this scene. Thinking of his previous actions, he suddenly felt cold sweat on his forehead. He quickly turned around and ran away, muttering as he ran: "Move, move, move quickly, this place can't be stayed!"

...

Fang Zhengzhen really didn't know what the Black Bear had been here. He was extremely devoted when he read the scriptures.

However, after reading the scriptures, Fang Zheng found that something was wrong with Red Boy. This little thing seemed particularly relaxed and excited.

It felt like an old bachelor who had been drought for a long time, and finally went to a brothel.

However, Fang Zheng didn't ask much, and continued to do whatever he should do.

In a certain mountain forest, the burnt black bear spirit crawled back to the cave with difficulty, looked at the mirror, and wailed to the sky: "It's even darker... It's so bad, the temple is too dark, too dark!"

Half a month later, the temple gate was knocked again.

Jingxin opened the temple gate and saw that it was Liang Yu who came.

"Donor Liang, are you here again?" Jingxin smiled.

Liang Yu greeted him respectfully: "Greetings to Master, may I ask, is Abbot Fang Zheng here?"

"Here, wait a moment, I'll go and call him." Jingxin asked Liang Yu to wait, and he ran to the backyard and called for someone.

When Fang Zheng heard that Liang Yu had arrived, he put down the scriptures in his hand and walked out.

"Amitabha, donor, it seems that it has not been very happy recently." Fang Zheng saw the sad face in Liang Yu's eyes at a glance.

Liang Yu sighed and said, "Abbot Fang Zheng, I have a doubt in my heart. I want to ask you to explain it."

Fang Zheng signaled where the tea came from Hongbo, and the two sat under the Bodhi tree in the front yard.

Fang Zheng slowly poured tea for Liang Yu, and raised his hands and feet and became closer to the Tao. The content naturally made people feel comfortable when they looked at it, and his mood naturally calmed down.

Liang Yu also lost his previous sorrow and sighed: "Abbot Fang Zheng, I can't figure it out..."

Fang Zhengdao: "Tell me, look."

Liang Yu said: "I was so kind to Lao Ma on the way out, so why was he the first to jump out and say I was a villain?

In the mountain temple, I have always said that everyone is a good person and I want everyone to live, but in the end everyone wants me to die.

I went to great lengths to send their bodies home, but their family said that I killed someone, asked me to pay them money, asked me to go to jail, and behead my head.

I really can't figure it out...

I'm obviously doing a good thing, why do you treat me like this?"

Fang Zheng picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said lightly: "I will tell you a story."

Liang Yu was stunned. Unexpectedly, Fang Zheng did not explain, but wanted to tell a story.

However, after complaining, Liang Yu's mood improved a lot. He became patient and nodded: "You said."

Fang Zheng said: "There was a snake in the past. He was very fierce and bit people every day.

The villagers were afraid when they saw it and hid from afar. Gradually, no one and the snake were finished.

The snake was confused and found my Buddha and asked, "Buddha, why do the villagers always hide from me and don't play with me?"

My Buddha said, "Because you always bite them, they are afraid of pain and death, so they will naturally not play with you."

The snake suddenly realized that he put away his fangs and tried hard to integrate into the village, making good things and not doing bad things.

Gradually, the villagers discovered that the snake was no longer biting people, so they were no longer afraid of him.

So some children began to grab the snake's tail, step on his tail, and even threw it with stones, but he always insisted not to bite people.

The wound on the snake's body became heavier and he finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he came to find me Buddha again.

"Buddha, why do the villagers always bully me? I obviously stopped biting people."

My Buddha shook his head and said, "I told you not to bite people, but I didn't ask you to put away your fangs?"

Showing your fangs without using them is to tell others that I have the ability to hurt you, but I don’t want to.

I do good because I am kind-hearted, not my weak flattery.

Any excessive behavior will turn into a bad side.

If you kill, people are afraid of you and stay away;

If you don’t kill and be overly tolerant, people will think you are the one who is easy to bully, and they will be dominated by the negative emotions of your own greed and turn into violence."

Speaking of this, Fang Zheng put down the teacup in his hand.

Liang Yu sat there like he was struck by lightning. After a long time, Liang Yu drank the tea in his hand, stood up and greeted him, "Thank you, Abbot Fang Zheng, for his advice, I understand."

Fang Zheng smiled and poured Liang Yu another cup of tea: "Drink tea."

...

Liang Yu left Yizhi Temple again, his eyes changed. He was still kind, but his spine was straight and there was a hint of firmness in his eyes.

Red Boy said, "Master, this child seems to have been ruined by you."

Fang Zheng slapped him: "Go to cook."

"Ding! The system upgrade is completed, and the current system items will match the world."

"Ding! Congratulations, you will enlighten the three of you and get 30,000 points of merit."
Chapter completed!
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