"Amitabha."

Zen Master Qingkong proclaims the name of Buddha.

After hearing what Chen Yi said, Qingkong was already surprised and suspicious.

His heart was as clear as a mirror. Seeing Bei Jinchan's reaction at this moment, he understood that what Chen Yi said was true.

Thinking that he had been practicing Zen for many years, he had experienced such appalling things before his eyes.

Apart from being frightened, I couldn't help but feel sad and angry.

Chen Yi continued as if no one was watching: "Dirty you? Let me ask you, why did Tang Yuan's wife's concubine commit suicide ten days ago?"

In fact, he knew this accidentally.

According to the list given by He Tieshou, he selected the Jinchan Society as his target.

Firstly, because what Jinchan Society did really disgusted him, and secondly, because he felt that this name really contradicted him. Such a thing dared to use this name, deliberately trying to get in trouble with him. Don't do it.

Who are you doing?

But I didn't expect that during the investigation, I happened to know a disgusting thing about this person named Bei.

In the name of talking about Zen, he deceived a wealthy businessman named Tang and went in and out of the wealthy businessman several times.

The wealthy businessman was totally unprepared for him and let him in and out of his inner house.

When a man named Bei saw a concubine of a wealthy businessman, he coveted her and used tricks to charm the concubine.

The rich businessman's concubine was also very violent. After she woke up, she was killed directly.

The wealthy businessman surnamed Tang still doesn't know the truth. His concubine died inexplicably, so he had to file a lawsuit with the government.

It's just that the Wuzhou government office is the biggest protective umbrella of Jinchan Society. How can you ignore it?

"Hey, no matter how much you talk, you can't even think of slandering Bei."

Bei Jinchan was also very scheming. After a while, he had completely calmed down and did not answer Chen Yi's words at all.

"That's all, I don't want you to admit it by talking to you so much. In that case, let's stop here."

Chen Yihe shook his head and sighed: "Even if it lasts for thousands of kalpas, the karma you have created will not be lost. When fate meets you, you will receive the retribution yourself."

As he spoke, he pointed out slowly with one finger.

One finger makes life seem like a dream...

Bei Jinchan had already seen Luneng's strange appearance after being hit by one finger.

With his character, he had been secretly guarding against Chen Yi repeating his old tricks.

It's just that he thought he had everything under control, but he overestimated himself and underestimated others.

Maybe he is used to being praised by others, blinded by blindness, thinking that his martial arts skills can be regarded as a master in the world.

Although this bald thief is very weird, he is only in his twenties. No matter how powerful he is, how powerful can he be?

Little does he know, however, that there is an insurmountable distance between him and the real masters in the world.

As soon as Chen Yi pointed it out, Bei Jinchan didn't even have time to react, and a red mark appeared on his forehead between his eyebrows.

"Uh...ah..."

Bei Jinchan's eyes suddenly went blank, his mouth opened and closed stiffly twice, and just like Luneng, he fell to the ground softly.

Seeing this, Luneng on the side showed fear on his face.

"Monk Thief! What did you do to Master Zen?"

Seeing this, several big men brought by Bei Jinchan shouted angrily, raised their swords, and charged at Chen Yi.

"Amitabha, all my disciples, protect the Master Dharma!"

The old abbot Qingkong's white eyebrows trembled, obviously he was also annoyed by these people.

Hundreds of monks from Yunyan Temple stood out in unison.

Those bad guys stopped in their tracks.

No matter how vicious they are, they are not fools.

How many people can fight a hundred people? Are you determined?

Even ordinary people can't defeat him, not to mention the rumors that the monks of Yunyan Temple are all secretive and have extraordinary skills.

The evil men all swallowed their saliva and slowly backed away with a sneer.

You are really conscientious, you dare to chop down several streets with two watermelon knives, how dare you commit evil even with your virtue?

Chen Yi saw this and secretly curled his lips.

"Don't come here! Don't come here!"

At this time, Bei Jinchan suddenly had a fierce look on his face and stared straight ahead.

"Hahahaha, you dead thief! What do you think you are capable of? You are just some lonely ghost. If Bei can kill you once, he can kill you twice or three times!"

"Go to hell!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Bei Jinchan suddenly got up from the ground, intertwined his fists and legs, and punched the air fiercely.

"Bah! Mud-legged thing, like a dog!"

"Hahaha! Come again! It's too much to kill!"

As if he was killing someone, Bei Jinchan spat at the "corpse" on the ground and looked up to the sky, laughing wildly.

Chen Yi frowned slightly.

This beast was more hateful than he imagined.

In this case, if one finger is not enough, then use two fingers.

As he thought, Chen Yi pointed out another point.

One finger makes life seem like a dream,

Two fingers are like a prison...

"who?!"

"What are you?"

"What are you going to do?!"

"No! Let me go! Let me go!"

"don't want!"

"ah!"

Bei Jinchan seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, with a sinister and arrogant face that was already distorted by fear.

He kept waving his hands and stepped back, suddenly fell to the ground, and kept flopping on the ground, as if struggling and resisting under the hands of some "person".

Then he straightened up and let out a shrill scream.

His hands were on his body, and his face was scratched again and again, leaving pieces of blood and flesh. His screams were getting louder, but the more miserable he screamed, the harder he grabbed.

"Master Tripitaka, this...?"

The others were horrified by what they saw, and the old abbot Qingkong couldn't help but look back at Chen Yi.

Chen Yi swallowed secretly, but still maintained a gentle smile on his face.

Hearing the words, he slowly said: "Old abbot, do you remember that in the Ksitigarbha Sutra, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once spoke for the Mother Buddha about the retribution for the sins of all living beings in Jambudvipa, and those who commit serious crimes will enter the endless hell?"

"Amitabha, I certainly remember it," said the old abbot Qingkong.

"If there are living beings who are unfilial to their parents, or who commit murder, they will fall into the endless hell, where they will have no chance of escape for thousands of billions of kalpas. Killers, adulterers, and thieves will all be the result of bad habits, and each will have hundreds of thousands of retributions."

Chen Yi nodded, put away his smile, glanced at the people under the rock wall, opened his lips and teeth:

"Within the iron-enclosed mountain, there are eighteen hells in the great hell, and there is only one hell called Infinite Hell."

"If you fall into this prison, you will suffer the consequences day and night, even to the calamity, without any time, so it is called endless."

"One person is full, and many people are full, so it is called Wujian."

"Disasters and calamities are connected with each other without interruption, so it is called "uninterrupted".

"Regardless of men and women, Qiang, Hu, barbarians, old and young, high or low, dragons or gods, heaven or ghosts, all sins and karma are felt in the same way, so it is called Infinite."

"If you fall into this hell, from the time you first enter, to hundreds and thousands of kalpas, one day and one night, you will die thousands of lives, and you will not be able to stay even for a moment. You will not be able to be reborn until your karma is exhausted. This is continuous, so it is called endless."

His words made all the monks join in awe, and the remaining ten or so believers looked in awe.

The big man who had been crying and repenting, the people who assassinated the big man, the few evil men brought by Bei Jinchan, and Luneng, who was gradually waking up, were lying on the ground, sweating and trembling.

Chen Yi pointed at Bei Jinchan and said: "A person like this has robbed many children and caused many people to lose their homes and families. Otherwise, in order to order the robbed children to obey their discipline, they also mutilated their bodies and destroyed their minds.

On a daily basis, you often harm people's lives, destroy their innocence, and commit crimes that are so overwhelming that they should fall into peril."

"The little monk doesn't have that kind of magic power to send this sinner into eternity, but he has a finger that can make him fall into prison and suffer the inexhaustible pain."

The old abbot Qingkong paid tithes and said: "Amitabha, Master Tripitaka's magical powers are indeed mysterious. This will not harm the compassion of our Buddha, but it can also warn the world to avoid committing evil deeds, and the merits will be immeasurable."

All the monks also bowed down together.

Chen Yi quickly bent down and bowed back.

He can't stand a lot of old men pretending to be that way.

But you, the old monk, are a little dishonest. Didn't you see how bloody this scene was? Where does the compassion come from?

Life is simply worse than death...
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