"Have you calmed down?"

On the roof of the building in Tokyo Bay, the man with black-framed glasses held a box in his hand, murmured as if he was puzzled.

"Isn't the noise just now big enough?"

There was a female voice coming from the box, trembling, terror, and trying to escape. But she only had one head now, and was held in her hand, unable to escape or be freed.

"There was a lot of noise just now."

The man with black-framed glasses nodded. Even though he was thousands of feet away, he could clearly feel the shock brought by the explosion just now. Although his enlarged Vision was artificially stopped, it was enough to shake the monster under the sea.

However, the man paused and continued, "But it's not big enough."

If, when they were fighting, the monster suddenly appeared, everyone present would die. What kind of despair would appear on their faces at that time?

As long as you think about it like this, a sense of pleasure seems to appear in your bones.

A trace of fear flashed through the head in the box and spit out two words:

"madman."

You will not become a Buddha without being crazy.

The original intention is not to be obsessed with the madness of the study of Buddhism, but some words are always understood as the meaning of their own, which leads to a major change in the original words.

Somewhat helpless, somehow ridiculous.

Having said that, can you really become a Buddha if you are crazy?

The door of the ancient temple was closed, and no matter what was below the land level, Lan Sui could only vaguely detect two figures sitting slowly. But what they would say and what small movements they would do next, Lan Sui was completely ignorant.

"What a pity."

Lan Sui sighed in his heart and looked at the temple in front of him. One Buddha was to serve the Buddha in a demonic body and pity sentient beings. The other Buddha was to suffer all the sufferings and had to let go of liberation. These two Buddhas were unable to be in the middle of the Tao. Lan Sui felt that he would regret it for about half a day.

The people outside the field thought so.

The people in the field didn't have such extra thoughts.

Monk Yifeng walked into the temple, clasped his hands to see the surrounding scenery, each grass, a tree, a house and a pillar. He seemed not in a hurry to go in. Just looking at it, it seemed like he had entered a state of meditation.

The temple inside was not in a hurry, he was also watching, looking at the same scenery.

Both of them were watching.

The difference is that one looks from outside and the other looks from inside.

They are all watching, but it seems to be very different.

"Let's be here." The monk Yifeng sat on the ground at the entrance of the temple without worshiping the Buddha. He waved his clothes casually and sat cross-legged on the bluestone slab.

“Okay.”

In the Buddhist temple, the old man sitting on the futon with his back against the Buddha statue nodded.

Then, Monk Yifeng folded his hands together and asked, "Zen?"

The old man in the temple pointed a little and asked Yifeng: "Tiantai Sect?"

Monk Yifeng nodded as well.

At this time, the interesting thing is that the sects mentioned by the two people are not the largest Buddhist sect in Japan. In Japan, Buddhists account for 67% of all the believers. Only the poor 32% is divided into several other religions. Japan’s Buddhism is generally divided into the six sects of Nandu, Tiantai sect, Zhenyan sect, Zen sect, and Pure Land Sect (including Pure Land Zhensect). It seems that there are very few sects, but in fact, each sect has more than a dozen schools, which is very complicated to think about.

However, it is actually not complicated at all.

It is often seen in Japanese dramas that you can get married and have children, drink and eat meat, and the monks at the rituals are basically from the Pure Land Sect.

This sect is also the largest sect in Japan.

This sect has a large number of people and is also very powerful. In the fashion circle, sports circle, and even political circles, there are monks from this sect. If you see clearly, they are monks rather than ordinary believers. They are indeed active in these circles as monks.

Most of the Pure Land Sects use family as units, which are temples where fathers pass on their sons and sons pass on their grandchildren. Of course, there are monks in large temples, but there are only a few large temples in Japan.

And why is this big sect so why does it allow the monk Yifeng, who was not born in this sect, to be a representative figure of Buddhism?

It’s actually very simple, because Monk Yifeng is very good at fighting!

To put it another way, it can also be said that Buddhism is profound.

Well, the temple master is very good at fighting, um, Buddhism is also very profound. So today, the Buddhists in this arena are not born in the largest sect in Japan, but they are very capable of fighting sects.

If you look at it carefully, it feels weird.

What's even more strange is that the two of them have never spoken since they sat down. They both closed their eyes and closed their hands, turning the Buddhist beads in their hands. They just sat like this, turning, and in a blink of an eye, an hour passed.

To be honest, the combined time of the previous two battles is only one and a half hours.

And they have been sitting here for an hour.

It would be fine if they were meditating in one of the three battles between Chechi Guozhong as described in Journey to the West. At least they could see the outcome.

However, now both of them sat there slowly. To outsiders, they didn't even want to decide the winner.

This scene also made people outside the venue lose their patience. To be precise, the people in the special office have lost their patience.

Lan Sui's side was fine. Lan took out a chessboard, several pieces and two dice from his pocket, and began to play a tense and exciting flying chess battle!

Although... this flying chess game has been played for ten games.

And Lan Sui lost ten games.

Without using his abilities, Lan Sui's luck is really bad.

"No more fun!"

Lan Sui grabbed the flying chessboard and threw it into the sea! "Who wants to play this kind of game!"

It was clearly what you said you wanted to play.

Qing Xingdeng complained silently, and Xun had already taken out a set of playing cards from his pocket and said, "Why don't we play playing cards?"

You just need to win one game, and I will change into a maid outfit tonight.”

"Okay, okay!" Lan Sui immediately squatted and watched Xun skillfully shuffle.

However, the shuffled hand paused and said, "By the way, but if I win 10 games, you will wear a sailor suit tonight."

Lan Sui's hand touching the card suddenly flashed back like an electric shock.

"Impossible, impossible, women's clothing, never women's clothing in this life."

Lan Sui shook her head hard. It was a lifelong history that was forced to wear women's clothing by that broken system, Lan Suicai should not recall it.

"Twenty games, I will beat you twenty games, and it will only make you wear a sailor suit if you win continuously." Xunbu shuffled his cards slowly.

A hesitant look flashed on Lan Sui's face. But thinking about his bad luck just now, he still shook his head.

"Thirty games, and if you win, I can accept the white stockings." Xun increased his bet.

"Ha, it's just white silk." Lan Sui smiled, then his face changed, and he said, "Fifty games, you can win fifty games in a row to win me."

"make a deal."

It seemed as if he had prepared for a long time, Xun agreed immediately without even hesitation.

Looking at Xun who agreed so neatly, Lan Sui's heart suddenly skipped a beat, feeling a big deal.

The old Taoist in the Kingdom of Heaven, have I been fooled? Is my integrity almost gone?

After that, another hour passed, and the fifty rounds of Landlord ended. Lan Sui knelt in the air, shed tears of regret. She collected the playing cards, looked at Lan Sui and said lightly:

"I will prepare black stockings for you."

“Woo~~~”

She cried, Lan Sui was really crying.

The three elements of black silk, sailor suit, and blue sui are added together... seem to be a bit delicious, and the green running lamp next to them quietly wiped off the saliva from his mouth.

"It's simply a farce!"

Eighth Godran brushed his sleeves and couldn't stand the people in the Lan Sui camp anymore.

"I think it's very interesting." Qingming covered her mouth with a slap, and her exposed eyes were already squinted.

"snort!"

Yajiran snorted coldly, pointed at Lan Sui and said, "What are they all treating this battle as! What are those things!"

"Haha~" Lan Sui sneered.

Holding the non-existent booster, he looked at the people opposite him and smiled, "You are so brave that you dare to do this even if you eavesdrop on others' words. What's your thing?"

"Boy, you are insulting me!" Yajiran was furious!

"Yes, I have the will to come, come and compete with my girlfriend for playing cards!" Lan Sui paused for a moment, then raised his anger, "Without using the ability that is more than ordinary people, you can compete with me!"

"I..." Yashiran couldn't continue after saying a word.

He didn't watch the poker game just now. Anyway, he was idle, so he just watched it. Then he suddenly became terrified. What was going on with that woman who could win without shuffling the cards.

After fifty consecutive games, even if Lan Sui’s luck is bad, he should win once, but he just can’t win.

If today is not about force, but playing cards. To be honest, Xun can win a group of special offices by one.
To be continued...