Infinite copy starting (Thirteen) Sixteen or seventeen-year-old assistant...
The drought demon brought disasters year after year, and the people suffered terribly.
The abbot was behaving strangely, and I thought he might be hiding something.
Choose a side to join?
The two of them combined can't beat me, why should I join?
To deal with evil spirits, use cultivation techniques.
Thunder flashed in my palms and I joined the battle.
The aura of thunder is extremely strong and masculine, and is the most effective in defeating evil.
Three minutes later, I grabbed the abbot's beard with my left hand and held Hanba's collar with my right hand, ending the fight.
I mentioned Hanba and shuddered.
At this time, the drought demon possessed the concubine. The concubine's originally pretty and bright face became terrifying, and she looked like a dead body.
The original owner was indeed a tyrant. Even his beloved concubine could be used as bait to lure out the drought demon.
Hanba struggled in my hands, "Men... Men are really not good! You dog emperor who helped the tyrant, give me your life!!!"
I said calmly, "You brought drought and slaughtered the people of the world. Now you have possessed my concubine and taken her life. You have done much more evil than I have."
Hanba sneered, the corners of his mouth cracked to behind his ears, "Doing evil? Do you know how I was born?!"
"Your Majesty!" The abbot exhaled and looked at me. "Your Majesty, I don't know what misunderstanding you have, but since you have obtained this divine power, please kill this evildoer as soon as possible and do not let it get a chance to breathe and cause trouble to all directions."
"Don't talk yet."
I shook the abbot, and lightning flowed through his body, leaving a charred trail wherever it passed.
The abbot was shocked and black smoke came out of his seven orifices.
This is clearly the reaction of an evil spirit encountering lightning.
Hanba laughed wildly, "Shut up! Shut up! You bald ass, finally one day I'll let you shut up!"
I mentioned Hanba, "Now you speak."
Hanba didn't say anything like "I won't tell you" in a rebellious manner. She said straightforwardly, "What do you want to know?"
"Let's start from the beginning, you said, your birth."
Hanba snorted and said, "In this era, spiritual energy is thin, and it is difficult to become a Buddha or a demon. I shouldn't have been born. Do you know that?"
“I was made.”
She was beaten so hard by me that she didn't even have the strength to raise her hands, but her eyes were still fixed on the abbot. "The one who created me is him, the fake and compassionate abbot with a beastly heart in human form!"
"During the war, many poor women were homeless, so he took them in at the temple. It became a good story at the time."
"He said that he would rather let the woman live in the temple and break the rules, but he would rather help the world. When other monks tried to persuade him, he said frankly that if there was any sin, it would fall on him alone, and he was willing to bear the punishment alone."
"As soon as this was said, everyone praised him as a true living Buddha. His reputation spread far and wide, and more and more pilgrims came. You should also know this."
I nodded.
This matter has also been mentioned in the materials.
Hanba laughed, "But this is all fake!"
"He deceived those helpless women, telling them that there is a Bodhisattva called the Collarbone Bodhisattva in Buddhism, who saves people with his flesh and blood. He made these women willingly become prostitutes to serve those noble pilgrims!"
"No matter how they were treated during their training, the women felt they were benefiting the world and never complained about the hardship or pain."
"Those pilgrims also deceived themselves into thinking that they were worshipping Buddha, not committing adultery."
"They have no pity for these women. Men with special hobbies especially love to come here because the women here can endure all kinds of pain, and the pilgrims also feel that if they vent their lust and sadism here, they will naturally be kind to others in their daily lives."
"absurd!"
"Shut up."
I struck the abbot once more, causing him to become like "smoke coming out of all his seven orifices" again.
"When those women couldn't bear the pain and cried out, the abbot told them, just like you did, not to make a sound."
Hanba smiled and shed tears, but her whole body was steaming with heat, and the tears evaporated before they even fell.
"He said that the suffering he was going through now was all for the merit of saving others, and crying out loud would make the Buddha think that his heart was not sincere."
"Those women have suffered enough in their lives. They are powerless in reality and can only pin their hopes on ghosts and gods, hoping that some passing immortal will help them. For them, going to the Western Paradise after death is their hope."
"So they kept their mouths shut, neither crying nor shouting, silently enduring the abuse from the pilgrims."
"Those who can order Buddhist prostitutes are all rich people, so the temple is never short of incense. The temple becomes bigger and bigger, and more and more women are taken in. As a result, more and more women are dragged into hell."
"Finally, some people woke up and began to realize that their behavior was no different from that of prostitutes in brothels. The so-called clavicle bodhisattva was just a scam to make them willingly become free prostitutes."
“The women began to save themselves.”
“They failed.”
"In order to cover up the crime, a fire broke out in a courtyard of the Buddhist temple."
"I was born from that fire, the hatred and resentment condensed from women."
Hanba laughed, "I use the body of this girl called 'Xiaohua' to possess everyone's memories, but I am not Xiaohua, nor am I a certain woman. I am their hatred."
I shook the abbot, "Okay, you can refute her now."
The abbot said coldly, "What nonsense!"
"Your Majesty, Hanba is the best at deceiving people, so don't believe her one-sided words!"
"I don't know what family she came from or what sufferings she endured, but no matter what, she has become an evil spirit, bringing drought and starving people everywhere. She has committed a grave sin. Now she is using sweet words just to escape death!"
"Besides, ancient books have long recorded that Hanba was formed from the corpse of a woman who had a grudge against her. Such a condensation of hatred is unheard of."
"Your Majesty, please act quickly before the six flesh-and-blood Buddhas completely fall into evil!"
Hanba stared at the abbot with hatred in his eyes, "Buddha in the flesh? How dare you bring that up!"
"The evil spirits on them are not caused by me. Why don't you ask yourself where these six flesh-and-blood Buddha sculptures came from before you speak?!"
"The kindhearted people in the east of the city, the wealthy merchants in the south of the Yangtze River, the knights of the martial arts world... When you saw me become a drought demon, you were afraid that I would come to trouble you, so you simply found six people with great merits and used insidious means to turn them into six Buddha statues of Joy, Anger, Sorrow, Fear, Sadness, and Resentment!"
"Their souls are sealed in the Buddha's flesh body. Seeing that you are using them to suppress me, they are willing to become the core of the formation."
"But as time went on, they saw their relatives and friends crying to find them, while they could only watch over me in silence day after day. Naturally, they became resentful and fell into the evil path!"
Unexpectedly, the abbot did not refute this time. He said calmly, "Drought Demon, you are causing trouble everywhere, and no one can stop you. Then I will take care of it. I will pay for all the mistakes and sins I have committed."
"If I don't go to hell, who will? For the sake of the people of the world, I will naturally atone for my sins to the six of you after I die."
Hanba was stimulated by the abbot's performance, and her face began to distort again. She screamed, and her scream seemed to be composed of the cries of countless sad women.
"There is no place for me in the world, so I will kill everyone in the world. What have I done wrong? Damn it, damn it, damn it! You all deserve to die!"
I exerted force on my hands and slapped her away.
Without saying a word, I threw her back into the formation and sealed her up again.
This is the seal I put on her and has nothing to do with the six Buddhas in the flesh.
At this time, the Buddhas in the flesh had completely fallen into evil. They made sounds with different emotions, but all they said were curses. They wanted to drag me and the abbot into the endless hell.
The abbot put his hands together and remained calm even when I pulled his beard, "Amitabha."
"Your Majesty, now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, please let me go and we can fight against the foreign enemies together."
I looked at him, smiling, "Why should I let go of a beast who forced a good woman into prostitution?"
Hanba was right. The spiritual energy here was thin. Normally, Hanba should not have been born, but she was born anyway.
Things that shouldn't have happened have happened. What's impossible about the woman's resentment condensing into a drought demon?
Moreover, in Hanba's narration, the abbot was greedy and evil, which matched the information provided by Xiaoguangtuan.
Hanba is not a good person, and neither is the abbot.
The abbot and I looked at each other and slowly exerted force on our hands.
Seeing my firm tone, the abbot finally stopped pretending. He took off his mask of kindness and sighed, "Your Majesty, I just want to become a Buddha."
I said, "You do good deeds and save people, and you will naturally become a Buddha after you die."
The abbot shook his head and said, "I have done good deeds for decades, but I am not as blessed as a little novice monk. I have done good deeds for twenty years, but I have not been blessed by the Buddha at all. However, the Buddha's son has been blessed by the Buddha since he was born."
"Why?"
"The spiritual energy in this world is thin. Mortals like me who have no talent cannot become Buddhas at all. However, the appearance of Hanba has allowed me to discover another way—"
Speaking of Hanba, he added, "I really didn't force those women to become Buddhist prostitutes. It's just that they lived in the temple and sometimes couldn't stand the loneliness, so they had sex with the pilgrims who came and went. Those pilgrims would naturally donate more gold and silver to the temple, and gradually, it became a business."
I sneered, "You want to say that you didn't do anything and everything was their spontaneous choice, right?"
The abbot nodded.
I patted his face. "Isn't educating the world also a kind of good deed? Saying that you don't interfere in worldly affairs is nothing more than benefiting yourself from it."
"There are quite a few nobles among those pilgrims, right? The money they give and the fame they bring make your temple famous. How can you bear to stop them?"
"In the end, among those women, how many did these things voluntarily and how many were forced? I'm afraid you can't remember clearly, right?"
I put electric rings on my arms. "So, what's wrong with saying you are a beast with a human face and a beastly heart?"
"If I can make you a Buddha, then the Buddha must be blind."
I was about to take action, but he looked up at me and I suddenly couldn't move.
Plot kill?
His eyes were like two whirlpools, trying to suck me in.
He said slowly, "Your Majesty, at least the Buddha did not put the blame for this incident on me."
"After I discovered that human hatred can create things that shouldn't exist in this world, I thought, if I use extraordinary means to subdue this drought demon that is causing trouble everywhere, will the Buddha judge that I had no choice and that there was a reason for what happened?"
“So, I made the Buddha in the flesh, and did some other things.”
“It turns out that my bet was right.”
"Not only did I suppress the drought demon, I also gained the power of Buddha, reincarnation."
"Originally, if Your Majesty had designated my temple as a national temple tomorrow, I could have used the dragon energy to completely suppress these monsters and eventually become a Buddha. Why did Your Majesty insist on creating complications?"
Gradually, I couldn't hear what he said.
When I opened my eyes again, I found that I had turned into a cat.
This is the animal realm.
I turned into a cat and was caught by someone with malicious intent, who wanted to skin and bones me.
I have become a person from the famine era, and am about to be taken away and made into meat.
I became a ghost, died in humiliation and pain during my lifetime, and was controlled by malice after becoming an evil ghost.
I turned into a fish, a bug, and a blade of grass.
I was dragged into samsara.
I would scratch the evildoer's face, use my brain and violence to escape, and recite Buddhist scriptures in secret to sober myself.
I don’t know how many reincarnations I have gone through. When I opened my eyes again, I heard someone calling me.
"You should be a director now, why do you want others to call you president? The president is under the supervision of the directors. This is the first time I've seen someone lower his rank."
I heard myself laughing.
"Chairman sounds too old, and president sounds more domineering."
My vision gradually became clear, and I saw the assistant, who was about 16 or 17 years old, asked me with a smile, "There are so many CEOs in the world, but none of them are special enough, not like your personality. What if I recognize the wrong person?"
I said proudly, "That's easy. I will make sure that whenever the title 'President' is mentioned, everyone will only think of me."
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