" Zhang Xiaofan, stop if you have the guts!" the kid behind shouted. Zhang Xiaofan spat and said as he ran,""Do you think I'm an idiot?" He ran even faster.
After a while, the group of children gradually approached the dilapidated grass temple at the eastern end of the village. From the outside, this small temple looked dilapidated. It was unknown how many storms it had endured.
Zhang Xiaofan was the first to rush in, but he accidentally tripped on the door and fell down. The few children behind him were overjoyed and rushed forward to press him under their bodies. The handsome boy had a smug look on his face and smiled."I caught you. You have nothing to say now, right?”
Zhang Xiaofan rolled his eyes and said," No, no. You plotted against me. How can I count it?"”
"When did I plot against you?" the boy asked curiously.”
" Lin Jingyu, you dare to say that you didn't put this door here?" Zhang Xiaofan said.”
The child called Lin Jingyu said loudly,"That's not true!"
Zhang Xiaofan pursed his lips and tilted his head, as if he was determined not to surrender. Lin Jingyu was furious. He grabbed his neck and said angrily,""You said you would admit defeat if you caught him. Are you convinced?”
Zhang Xiaofan ignored him.
Lin Jingyu's face turned red. He exerted strength in his hands and shouted,"Are you convinced?"
Zhang Xiaofan's windpipe was being strangled by him, and it became difficult for him to breathe. His face slowly turned red, but he was still very stubborn at such a young age, and he didn't say a word.
Lin Jingyu was getting angrier and angrier. He exerted more and more strength in his hands and shouted,""Are you convinced?”
At this moment, the other children saw that something was wrong and quietly retreated. Only these two ignorant children were left. For the sake of their personal dispute, they allowed their extreme personalities to persist.
Seeing that a disaster was about to happen, they suddenly heard a Buddhist proclamation from the depths of the grass temple. Someone said,""Amitabha Buddha, quickly stop.
A skinny palm appeared in the sky and flicked Lin Jingyu's hands with two fingers. Lin Jingyu felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His entire body shook violently, and his hands naturally loosened.
Wan Yu knew that this old monk was the Puzhi Divine Monk who taught Zhang Xiaofan the Brahma Prajna. He adjusted his clothes and walked up.
Zhang Xiaofan panted heavily. The two of them were stunned on the spot. When they came back to their senses, they recalled the scene just now. They looked at each other and felt more and more afraid.
"Lil Fan, I'm sorry." Lin Jingyu said in a daze. I don't know how…"
Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and calmed his breathing.""I'm fine. Eh, who are you?"
The children followed his gaze and saw an old monk standing in the temple. His face was wrinkled and he was wearing a tattered kasaya. His entire body was dirty. He was holding a string of jade prayer beads in his hand. It was crystal clear and dazzling, emitting a faint green light. Strangely, among the dozen or so identical, bright, and clear green jade prayer beads, there was a dark purple, dull bead that was neither jade nor stone.
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