The ancient house is full of ancient charm. Zhang Meng and Qiao Zhi, who are usually showing off their power, both lower their postures, lowering their eyebrows and eyes, and Liu Ang was also worried.

"We have made an appointment with Lord Buddha, so we will come to see Lord Buddha." Zhang Meng said with a shy smile and a bald man at the door.

Bald head, this is the symbol of the people around Buddha.

The Buddha believed in Buddhism and regarded himself as the Buddha. Everyone around him was bald, which seemed to express his piety.

The bald man was not angry and looked at Zhang Meng lightly, as if he didn't take him, the boss of Dongcheng District, seriously.

Zhang Meng didn't care either, as if this was supposed to be.

Liu Ang thought to himself after seeing this, this Buddha is so awesome. Even one of his subordinates is so awesome. If he could get to this Buddha one day, it would be a waste of his life.

The bald man led the three of them along the blue brick path towards the depths of the ancient house without saying a word.

The three of them were silent and did not dare to make any sounds. They even deliberately let it go lighter so that they would not make any sounds.

The ancient house is filled with a faint smell of sandalwood, refreshing.

Along the way, I saw no women, only bald men, all of whom Kong Wu was powerful, even those who swept the yard.

Through the long corridor, several people came to a hall.

There is a Buddhist niche in the hall. On the futon in front of the niche, a bald head with a red face sat cross-legged, facing away from the door.

The three of them walked into the hall carefully, and their eyes were firmly attracted by the people on the futon.

Lord Buddha!

The three of them had never seen the Buddha before, but they recognized this person at the same time. They must be the famous Buddha.

The Buddha held a rosary in his hand and recited the scriptures in his mouth, as if he had treated the three of them as air and did not greet them.

As for the bald head who led the way, he had already left the hall.

Immediately, only the sound of Buddha chanting scriptures remained in the hall. The three of them were sitting on pins and needles, looking at each other, but were at a loss.

They dared not interrupt Buddha, so they could only endure it.

I don’t know how long it took, but the chanting of the scriptures stopped. I saw that the Buddha did nothing, so he turned around slowly on the cushion.

The whole movement was flowing, and the Buddha did not use any force at all, so he just turned around.

This skill alone shocked the three of them. Liu Ang even swallowed his saliva and purred. Zhang Mengheng looked coldly and wanted to kick him out.

The Buddha had kind eyes and held a rosary in his hand, as if he was really a Buddha.

Zhang Meng hurriedly bowed down and shouted respectfully: "Master Buddha!"

Qiao Zhi and Liu Ang also hurriedly called Buddha.

"Zhang Meng, do you want to ask me to stand up for you?" Master Buddha was straightforward and directly named their purpose.

Zhang Meng nodded quickly: "Yes, they bullied people too much. I can't swallow my breath while I was hospitalized."

"You rob me, isn't this the rule on the Tao?" asked Master Buddha.

Zhang Meng was stunned and said, "Even so, I can't afford them. I will give these territory to Master Buddha, and I will not give them to them."

"I am dedicated to the Buddha and ask what you do in your territory." The Buddha said with a smile.

Liu Ang sighed in his heart that he was really an expert, but he was unmoved. If those territories were given to him, Liu Ang would be crazy.

Zhang Meng turned a deaf ear and said piously: "This is what I respected to the Buddha. The Buddha worshipped the Buddha and preached the Dharma. He admired him in his heart. But I was stupid and could not understand the profound meaning of the Dharma. Therefore, I used this common thing to respect the Buddha, hoping that the Buddha could save more people.

The Buddha nodded slightly and said, "Your heart is sincere. Although you are stupid, the Buddha will save you."

Zhang Meng was happy. Master Buddha said that he had accepted the generous gift. Zhang Meng hurriedly folded his hands together and said, "Thank you Master Buddha!"

If Lord Buddha accepts this generous gift, he will naturally do things and everything will be done.

Zhang Meng is not a fool. If his territory is exploited by those people, the opponent's strength will increase greatly, and it will be even more difficult for him to defeat those people.

But giving up to the Buddha would be equivalent to winning a gold medal for avoiding death. Even if he used swords and guns with those people in the future, those people would be worried about the Buddha's face and would save him his life.

Keep the green mountains there, and you won’t be afraid of burning firewood.

As long as he does not die, he will definitely take back everything that belongs to him.

"Bather Buddha, besides the things on the Tao, I have another thing, I need to trouble you," said Zhang Meng.

"Tell me." The Buddha said lightly.

"All this is thanks to the boy named Yu Mo. He is also a Jianjiazi. I am not his opponent. Please ask the Buddha to take action and avenge me." Zhang Meng's eyes burst into sparks of hatred and he said hatefully.

"Yu Mo!" Master Buddha said this name softly, "What is his realm?"

"I have already practiced Mingjin, but it is still his enemy. I suspect he is secretjin." Zhang Meng guessed.

The Buddha's eyes were filled with a faint smile, and he obviously did not believe this, saying: "As far as I know, he is just a student and has hidden power? You are scaring yourself, and he is the most in the late stage of Ming power."

Zhang Meng did not dare to argue, and felt that his speculation was too unreliable, so he nodded quickly: "Yes, my strength is too low, so I am naturally clumsy. The one who hits the word Buddha is a master."

"A mere late Mingjin period dares to run rampant in Jiang'an." Master Buddha shook his head and sighed: "This world is becoming more and more boring. You little guys are spending time and enjoying the world, and forgetting the most fundamental thing."

Zhang Meng's heart trembled and asked humbly: "What is the most fundamental thing?"

The Buddha did not answer and raised his fist.

Zhang Meng stared at his fist, and said, "Original strength?"

A strange smile appeared on the corner of the Buddha's mouth, which was considered a default.

Zhang Meng felt awe-inspiring in his heart and had to admit that this was to the point.

Why is Buddha so high? It is because he is extremely strong. Not only that, his subordinates are also extremely strong.

Although the bald heads outside seemed to have a low status, even if they were sweeping the floor, a roar on the Jiang'an Road would be enough to shake the road.

Zhang Meng suddenly realized that his territory, brother, and his connections were all weak. Only his fists were hard enough, this was the fundamental thing, this was something that others could not take away.

"Thank you for your teachings!" Zhang Meng wanted to kowtow to Master Buddha.

The Buddha closed his eyes, stopped looking at the three of them, and said, "Get out, someone will go and solve Yu Mo."

"Yes!" Zhang Meng did not dare to ask any more, and hurriedly with the other two people to leave the ancient house.

After leaving the ancient house, their pressure was relieved and they vomited a breath of turbid air as if they were relieved. At some point, their vests were already wet.

The Buddha closed his eyes and recited the scriptures. At some point, there was a bald head beside him. The Buddha paused slightly and said, "Gaoyang, go and solve Yu Mo."
Chapter completed!