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Chapter 149 Killing with the hands of others!
Chapter 176 Killing by Borrowing the Hands of Others

"Amitabha, do you know why the Vajra glared? Why did the Bodhisattva lower his eyebrows?"

China has Jiuhua, and Jiuhua comes from Qingluo!An old monk in Qingluo Temple clasped his hands together and asked.

"Why is the King Kong glaring? Why is the Bodhisattva lowering his eyebrows? What do these things have to do with me?" Standing in front of the old monk was a middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing. He stood with his hands behind his back. His pair of eyes that let Buddha see all the worlds Looking at the angry eyes and lowered eyebrows of Vajra and Bodhisattvas on both sides of the temple, there was no sign of disturbance.

"It seems that there is no possibility for the benefactor to be kind today?" the old monk said with a sigh.

The middle-aged man did not speak. He raised his head and looked at the golden plaque engraved with the first mountain in the southeast on the door plaque of the lobby. With a light wave of his right hand, the golden plaque immediately broke and turned into debris and scattered on the ground. On the ground: "A golden plaque bestowed by a Tatar emperor with a brush, but is there still a face to hang here?"

"Ye Tianliang, how dare you?" The old monk's charity disappeared, and his angry eyes appeared, like a king kong.

"Compared to those monks on Wutai Mountain, your Taoism is really weak. At least compared with them, there is no comparison! One day ago, I was alone on Wutai and wiped out the 81 dragons in Longquan Temple. It's all broken, so we can see what Dehui said?"

"Ye Tianliang, do you really want to stand alone against the entire world of Buddhism and Taoism?" the old monk said angrily.

"No, it is not me who is really fighting against Buddhism and Taoism in the world, but my son. If I don't give my son an explanation for what the Buddhist and Taoist courts did back then, I believe that with my son's stubborn temper, He will never let it go." Ye Tianliang laughed.

"Then why did you go to Jiuhua today, why did you enter my Qingluo and break my golden plaque?" the old monk said angrily.The golden plaque bestowed by Emperor Qianlong is the most important face of Mount Jiuhua.Now that Ye Tianliang waved him away, how could he not be angry?
"Let me, as a father, remind you first, lest you forget. Then let my son start from Wutai Mountain, and go to visit the mountains one by one, no matter whether it is the righteous way or the evil way. As for the matter of touching hands, it is easy to say, if you touch a lot, you will leave the head to us father and son, and if you touch a little, you will keep your hands!" Ye Tianliang smiled and said lightly.

"Hehe, I thought it was someone who had such a big tone. It turned out to be the little kid who didn't even tie up his hair! Haha, if you want to go to my Jiuhua Mountain to seek justice, you have to have this ability. I see you I'd better go back and tell your son not to come up the mountain in the future, lest he not get justice and throw his life here in vain." At this time, an old man with a cold face and no trace of a monk The monk walked out of the courtyard.

"Uncle Master!" The old monk respectfully saluted this monk when he saw him.

Ye Tianliang looked at the old monk and said with a faint smile, "I won't kill anyone today!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, that slender body appeared in front of the monk out of thin air like a ghost, stretched out his hand to grab his neck, and then stepped on it without a shadow, and quickly pulled up another monk who was a generation lower than him. The old monk's hand directly slapped the monk's face.

"But it doesn't say that you can't use other people's hands to kill people!"

"boom!"

Blood splattered and fell on the King Kong next to him, and the angry King Kong was stained with blood again, like a devil, ferocious and ferocious!
Ye Tianliang didn't look at the stunned old monk again, and turned around to look at a stone tablet next to him.

It is written on the stone tablet that it used to be on Jiujiang, looking at Jiuhuafeng in the distance.Tianhe hangs green water, showing nine hibiscus.If I want to wave my hand, who can follow me?you are the host, right here lying.

Ye Tianliang sighed helplessly, smashed the broken stone with his palm, and laughed at himself: "Poet fairy Li Bai? Lay Qinglian? Hehe, I didn't expect that even you, who is said to have become a saint, could not escape the realm of a layman after all! Can't come to the boat, claiming to be a minister of wine, why ask the Han Palace who is like it, poor Feiyan Yixin makeup?"

The words fall, go to Jiuhua!
ps: The last two lines of poems, the first line is a representative poem of Li Bai not afraid of the powerful, and the latter line is written by Li Bai flattering Concubine Yang, which is a representative work of his clinging to the powerful.Ye Tianliang's words were satirizing Li Bai.

Alas, I am tired, and I am afraid that you will not understand, so I have to explain the meaning to you like a Chinese teacher.You will thank me later when you learn these two poems.

(End of this chapter)