It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 445: Colonel, Shoot Him!
"Hey, is he a dead body?"

Liu Zheng raised his eyebrows.

He was not too surprised. After all, he was a cyber monk, so it was normal that he was difficult to kill.

"At that time, the elder's son made a vow: I will make every effort to help all the suffering sentient beings in the six realms to liberate them, and then I will attain Buddhahood."

The great monk ignored him and continued reciting scriptures.

"Is this the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra?"

Liu Zheng said thoughtfully.

He didn't know much about Buddhist scriptures, but the two sentences "If I don't go to hell, who will?" and "And only then can I achieve Buddhahood" were too clear in their direction.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Liu Zheng asked the kobold.

"Wang"

The kobold made noises like the barking of a puppy.

Even after several dragon roars and nine-ring spells, it didn't die because its bloodline is too strong.

"Okay, it looks like I have to do it myself."

Liu Zheng shook his head, raised the boning knife and chopped it down on the head of the monk Dade.

Before it touched his head, a green lotus petal emerged from thin air and blocked the blade.

"Crack!"

The petals of the blue lotus cracked with a sound, and Liu Zheng swung his sword again, and the petals of the blue lotus disintegrated into points of Buddha's light.

"How can this be?!"

All the monks couldn't believe their eyes when they saw this scene.

Calm and unmovable like the earth, and profound in meditation like a hidden treasure, the defensive power of this Thousand-petaled Blue Lotus of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is considered top-notch among the Buddhist treasures in the entire temple.

Not to mention chopping with a knife or an axe, even with the Public Security Bureau's standard large-caliber pistol, there's no way you could hurt it in the slightest.

And this half-human, half-demon monster in front of him actually chopped a lotus petal into pieces with just two swords. It was simply shocking.

"Save the abbot and protect the Buddha treasure!"

Zhikong shouted loudly and rushed towards Liu Zheng.

As the beloved disciple of the great monk, he naturally knew that his master had not fully recovered.

If Liu Zheng were to break the Thousand-Leaf Green Lotus, the great monk would really die.

By that time, they will have lost both their lives and their treasures, and they will not have completed their mission. All of them will be formatted.

“Stop them and give them money on the spot.”

Liu Zheng also shouted the same thing.

"Protect the owner's safety!"

Yang Dali, who had already hidden far away, suddenly had his eyes lit up, raised his hand and shot at the nearest monk.

Kord was exhausted and the opposing boss was dealt with. It was their good time to perform.

Liu Zheng kicked Zhiwu, who was rushing towards him, away with his hoof, and took advantage of the opportunity when the other monks were stopped by the security guards to slash the monk Dade a few more times.

Green lotus petals kept appearing and breaking, and the Buddha's light swirled up and down in the space of an inch.

"Damn, why are there so many? How many petals does a lotus have?"

He couldn't remember it at once, but there must be at least dozens of petals, right?

By the time he had finished chopping the leaves one by one, the great monk would probably have come back to life.

Liu Zheng thought about it and simply walked past the monk Dade and ran towards the door of 1219.

The pupils of the monk Dade flickered like a light bulb with poor contact, symbolizing his excited heart.

However, faced with Liu Zheng's actions, he had no ability to interfere.

Although the "Sutra of the Past Vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" saved the life of the great monk, it did not resurrect him on the spot. He had to wait until the entire sutra was finished reading.

This was not a big problem. Although the "Sutra of the Past Vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" was long, he was an experienced sutra reciter and could finish it in just ten minutes.

Combined with the indestructible Thousand-Leaf Blue Lotus of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, he is almost invincible.

Even though Liu Zheng had just chopped a lotus into pieces with just a few strokes, the monk Dade was only surprised but not frightened.

After all, he had to cut off a thousand petals so he could finish reading them.

As long as the thousand petals are not completely broken, the Thousand-Petal Green Lotus will recover as long as it is placed back in front of the Dharma seat of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and offered for a while.

But the problem is that the great monk is not fighting now, but arresting people.

If the delivery man were to kill his target while delivering food, he would not only lose the opportunity to become the Buddha's teacher that he had fought so hard to get, but he would also certainly lose the throne of the abbot of Dizang Temple.

Maybe I will have to go to the Poison Cave and use my own data as food to feed those viruses.

"No problem, no problem. The Vajra Four Stasis Circles are a top-grade forbidden formation. Even if someone from the Public Security Department comes, they won't be able to break it for a while."

In desperation, the great monk had to comfort himself in this way.

Then, he saw Liu Zheng cut out the swastika character with one knife, and then cut the swastika character into P and d with another knife.

"???"

The light-emitting element of the great monk lit up with countless question marks.

At this moment, he really wanted to say something to Liu Zheng.

"Donor, if you have such ability, you can just kill us all directly. Why do you have to be so tactful? Are we not worthy of you to enjoy yourself?"

However, after a brief moment of surprise, the monk immediately came to a reasonable conclusion.

The delivery man in front of him was not strong enough to break the formation easily, he just had some tricks.

Now the dragonborn is no longer able to fight, but as long as he regains his ability to move, everything will be fine.

After a struggle between heaven and man, the monk Dade finally made a decision.

"Master, I am incapable and can only use your remains."

He said in his heart.

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will?"

An old voice sounded in his mind.

Then, the circle on the monk’s forehead shrank, revealing a black hole.

A silver ball flew out and hovered in front of his eyes.

The sphere is covered with black transistors, capacitors, resistors, and metal lines, giving it a very technological feel.

"Whose prosthetic body will you use?"

The surface of the sphere glowed slightly, transmitting the signal to the monk's receiver.

"Let's use the mentally retarded one."

He hesitated for a moment and then replied.

Although the prosthetic bodies are purchased uniformly by the temple, each person will undergo some unique modifications after receiving them, and such modifications are naturally in line with the user's own appearance, skills and other conditions.

At the same time, the prosthetic body will also be influenced by the Buddhist teachings of the user.

Therefore, when taking over a body, one would often choose one's master, disciple or fellow student.

Although the old monk has a high level of cultivation, he only has one relic left. Regardless of the success rate or strength, he has to choose one from among his three disciples: Zhikong, Zhicang, and Zhiwu.

Among the three disciples of Master Dade, Zhiwu was the most intelligent and Zhikong was the most loyal, so Zhican became the most suitable choice.

"Good."

The electronic relic turned into a stream of light and went straight towards the mentally retarded person.

"Grandmaster, Master, please don't!"

The idiot had no idea what they were going to do and immediately screamed in fear.

"You are a mentally retarded disciple. You only have one life. How can you not sacrifice it to protect the Three Treasures?"

The old monk delivered the message.

"You lived for more than two hundred years, and died because you had no hope of achieving enlightenment. Of course you are willing to give up. I am only in my thirties and have a bright future. How can I be willing to give up?"

At the critical moment of life and death, even the mentally retarded person doesn't care about seniority or hierarchy.

"Foolish boy, if you think like this, how can you achieve the right result?"

The old monk sighed, and the relic's flying speed increased a bit.

Seeing this, the idiot turned around and ran away without saying anything else.

He knew very well that if he resisted forcefully, he would not be a match for the old monk, so the best strategy was to flee.

The idiot's legs emitted dazzling Buddha light, and his body turned into a shadow and rushed towards the end of the corridor.

Buddhism has six supernatural powers, namely, the ability to read other people’s minds, the ability to see through the sky, the ability to hear through the sky, the ability to travel at will, the ability to know the past and future, and the ability to eliminate all defilements.

As long as one is a Buddhist, no matter what method he practices or what scriptures he studies, he can practice one or several of them.

The mentally retarded people practiced the six supernatural powers, which include the power of divine feet. The power of divine feet has three levels: the power of moving the body (the body is as light as a swallow and can fly for a short time), the power of understanding (actions and thoughts are as fast as lightning), and the power of intention (once a thought arises, it will come in an instant).

The mentally retarded man has only cultivated to the level of body movement, but his speed of action is already far beyond that of ordinary people.

The old monk is not able to use his magical powers now, so he may not be able to catch up with him if he tries to catch up with him.

"Zhikong, Zhiwu, stop him."

The old monk summoned the two monks.

"Master, I can't do it now."

Zhikong and Zhiwu looked reluctant.

After all, they have been brothers in the same school for decades and have a good relationship. They go together to collect incense and beg for alms.

"You are confused. If this operation fails, all of you will be poisoned. He will also die, and will be expelled from the mountain gate and his Dharma name will be taken away. You can only save him if you stop him."

The old monk taught.

"Or do you want to protect him with your own body?"

"Amitabha."

Zhikong and Zhiwu did not hesitate any longer after hearing this. They simultaneously stretched out their five fingers to clench their claws, and laser beams shot out from their fingertips.

The laser quickly caught up with the retard and shot into his body.

"Zhikong, Zhiwu, I treat you well on weekdays, but you actually used the Dragon Capture Hand against me!"

Feeling the backward pull, the idiot's electronic eyes were about to be burned out by anger.

"Amitabha."

Zhikong and Zhiwu had nothing else to say except chanting the Buddha's name, and they just exerted strength with their hands.

But in their minds, a sentence that the Taoists often said rang out at the same time.

"A dead Taoist friend will never die but a poor Taoist."

The mentally retarded man was not as strong as the two of them to begin with, let alone being alone against two. Soon he was pulled in front of the two of them.

"You stupid disciple, please don't be stubborn. If you continue to resist, I will completely refine your consciousness. Even the Bodhisattva will not be able to save you."

The old monk shouted.

"Ah~"

Seeing that the outcome was inevitable, the idiot sighed, closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation.

The electronic relic flew in front of him, and the circular interface on his forehead opened automatically, sucking the relic in.

After a moment, the retarded man opened his eyes again.

Although there was no change in his eyes or expression, he gave everyone a feeling of being unfathomable.

The QR code on his arm was also rearranged to form a new pattern.

"Amitabha. Donor, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right now."

Stupid, that's not right, the old monk said to Liu Zheng who was still chopping the air diligently.

"I'll let your mother go."

Despite his busy schedule, he responded politely.

"The donor's verbal karma is too serious, he should go to the Hell of Speechlessness."

The old monk shook his head, and the Buddha's light reappeared on his legs.

He took a step forward with his left foot and appeared behind Liu Zheng the next second.

Of course he also has the ability of divine travel, and his level is higher than that of the mentally retarded.

"Great Grace and Great Virtue Palm!"

The blue swastika palm print gradually changed in size and was imprinted on Liu Zheng's back.

"grass!"

Sensing the movement from behind, Liu Zheng looked at the crumbling Buddha's light barrier, gritted his teeth and decided to hold on.

But to be on the safe side, he swallowed a small pink flower.

"Name: Shi Tiantian's Little Flower"

"Type: Props"

“Quality: Excellent”

"Effect: After consumption, a layer of stone skin will be obtained, which will resist some damage for the player when attacked. It lasts for the current instance and disappears after being triggered."

"Note: This is a small hair flower, for you, me and him. Anyone who dares not accept it will be sent back home."

“Can I take out a copy: Yes”

Green moss quickly grew from his body, and beneath the moss was gray-black stone skin.

Liu Zheng originally wanted to save this item for the next copy, but in the end he didn't.

"Oh!"

The palm print hit the stone skin, breaking it into pieces.

Then, the remaining force continued and directly shattered his heart, which went out of his chest.

A feeling of weakness came over him. Even if he had been "reborn with flesh and blood", losing his heart was not an injury that could be ignored.

However, contrary to his physical weakness, Liu Zheng was carrying a huge amount of kinetic energy at this moment, which was the remaining power of the old monk's palm seal.

He grasped the butcher knife with his tentacles and stabbed forward, adding the last straw to the formation that was already on the verge of collapse.

"Ding!"

The Vajra Four Circles shattered with a sound, and Liu Zheng also fell into the room.

"Liu Zheng!"

The vampire girl screamed in surprise.

"Jump off the building."

He gave the order immediately without any delay.

The experienced Nightingale didn't waste any time and directly blasted the floor-to-ceiling glass that had just been repaired a few days ago, and then kicked the vampire girl down with a sweeping kick.

The mermaid was a little slow to react, but she immediately swung out her arm, which turned into a fishhook to hook Liu Zheng and threw him out of the room.

"Bald ass, eat me and you'll be big."

Nightingale stretched out the gun barrel from under her crotch again. She rubbed her hands together and the gun barrel began to spin rapidly.

Then she thrust her hips hard, and a slender, umbrella-like shell shot out, spinning at the same high speed and hitting the old monk who rushed into the room.

"BOOM!"

Huge flames and shock waves suddenly appeared in the room, destroying the already ruined room even more.

"Amitabha."

The old monk walked through the firelight unharmed and glanced around the room. Liu Zheng and his group had disappeared.

He chased to the floor-to-ceiling glass and looked down. Nightingale and the Ama were each carrying an object and running towards a tank not far away.

"Donor, please stay!"

The old monk stretched out his two palms, and ten laser beams shot out from his fingertips, chasing after the few people.

Naturally, he also knows how to catch the dragon.

"Leave it to your mother, Colonel, shoot him!"

Liu Zheng lay in the arms of the mermaid and gave the old monk the middle finger.

A volley of bullets fired from the Hound's pitiful light machine gun, hitting the laser beams precisely.

This level of attack naturally did not threaten the old monk, but it made the laser beams lose their target.

"Follow me and eat my ass, you bald ass!"

Even when Liu Zheng was thrown into the tank by the mermaid, he still did not forget to make a sarcastic remark.

"Don't worry about these security guards, chase them!"

Throwing away the bullets in his hand, the old monk shouted at the receding tank, then jumped.

"Yes!"

Zhikong picked up Dade and followed the old monk with other monks and jumped down from the 12th floor.

"Let them go."

And the security team leader Yang Dali also quickly spoke.

Having achieved this, they have already deserved the salary offered by the company and the bonus given by Liu Zhengfa.

If we continue to fight, we will earn money but not live to spend it.

(End of this chapter)