Chapter 2017

At the end of the birthday party, the strange pressure on the monks disappeared quietly. Then the monks hurried to find an excuse to leave the banquet hall. However, when they came to the street, the Nanman song and dance troupe had disappeared.

"Master, the devil has escaped!"

A younger monk said, while the older monk put his hands together.

"Amitabha..."

For these monks, their luck is quite bad. They come from the Buddhist kingdom of the western regions. This time they come to Dahan, of course, to preach. Of course, another reason for these monks to come here is to learn that there is a very magical technology, which can print text on a large scale.

For Buddhists, the Sutra is also an important part of the dissemination of doctrine, so they traveled a long distance to come here.

Of course, for these monks, they don't have the concept of purchase. They originally hoped to follow the upper class route like other places. They would talk to the officials and nobles here about scriptures and Taoism, and guide them to follow the Buddha's path and "realize their fate". However, to the surprise of these monks, they encountered unexpected difficulties when they came here.

First of all, their idea of taking the upper class line simply did not work, because the law of the Han Dynasty stipulated that no member of the public cabinet should believe in religion. So when those officials heard that they wanted to talk to themselves about things like the Buddha, they turned them away. Although they want to preach for the people in the streets, they will be driven away by the city management, because according to the law, religious people can only preach in designated places after applying, and they are not allowed to spread religion in public places.

So they had no choice but to apply. However, they were told that they didn't meet the requirements, because they needed a "unit address" to apply for religious preaching and cultivation. These monks who traveled all over the world didn't even have a place to live. Where did they get a unit.

For the first time, the monks felt so desperate.

They can't figure out why this country seems to be so strict with religion. They are treated with courtesy in other places. Moreover, this is not only from the upper class, but also from the common people. Most people are not interested in these monks' preaching, and even occasionally ask some embarrassing questions

In response, Fang Zheng said, are you faking the one hundred years of universal literacy in compulsory education?

Materialist dialectics is the most useful way to deal with the religious sophistry of you idiots. If you want to preach, you can't even convince the preacher to pass a fart?

Maybe it's the road of heaven and no man. The monks had an unexpected communication with Mr. Shen's wife, and the old lady was obviously very interested in what they said about Buddhism. So they also took advantage of the time to get closer to each other and put forward the hope that they could borrow a place to preach for the public.

However, the monks were then told in despair that all the land in Dahan belonged to the state, and no one was allowed to change the use of the land without authorization. If you want to apply, you have to run the procedure yourself

At this moment, these monks are really desperate. They deeply feel how difficult it is to "prove that your father is your father" -- only formal religious institutions can apply for lecturing, and formal religious institutions need to provide legal proof to prove their identity, and legal proof requires that you have your own religious land to apply, and only formal religious institutions can apply Only in this way can the organization be qualified to apply for religious land change

At this moment, the monks felt some indescribable malice from the dark

They even wanted to build one in the old forest, but they were told once again that it would be illegal to demolish any building without permission

This country is too harsh!

In the eyes of these monks, this harsh country is hell! However, the more so, the more firmly they have the belief that people in this country should believe in Buddhism. They also have magic power. Naturally, they see the hell divided by founder. In their view, this is the eighteen levels of hell that the Buddha said, but there is no paradise to go to heaven. This also makes these monks make up their mind to rescue the people of this country from the sea of suffering, so that they can go to the paradise and the paradise in the west to feel the mercy of Buddha!

Fortunately, Fang Zheng didn't hear this, otherwise he would go to the West and burn the Tathagata to death.

Anyway, he burned many gods and Buddhas in the sky, and it's not bad to have another one.

Of course, it seems only a matter of time.

Today, when they saw the Nanman song and dance troupe at the birthday party of master Shen, the monks thought that the time had come. Although these Nanman monsters have a unique way to hide their evil spirit, they have a good way to kill demons and demons. Naturally, they immediately see through each other's disguise.

Originally, the monks thought this was a good opportunity. Although they didn't know why these monsters came here, they were obviously bad, so they also tried to force each other to show their boundless power and suppress them. At the same time, they also showed the great deeds of Buddha to others.But it was stopped.

It's quiet.

At that time, everyone felt a powerful pressure which was almost comparable to that of Buddha. However, unlike Buddha, this pressure was so overbearing that they could not resist it at all. Fortunately, the other party didn't plan to do anything to them, and disappeared after Nanman dance group left.

It seems that in this country, it's more difficult to pass on the Dharma and preach the Scriptures than you think.

Although the head monk didn't say anything, it's hard to understand. He should have warned them before. I don't know why, but It seems that the situation is more dangerous than I think.

Fang Zheng didn't care about the ideas of these monks. Just as these monks encountered, when designing the system, Fang Zheng deliberately added various restrictions on the religious level. These restrictions are only a small trouble for the local religion, but are difficult for any foreign missionaries to ascend to heaven, which is basically the same as the dead cycle of procedural logic.

Although cultural exchange is necessary, the religious side is adopting a completely closed door policy. After all, in his view, no matter what foreign religions, there is no need to come to this land to take root.

What these monks have done has not yet stepped on the bottom line of founder, so they will not take care of it. It doesn't matter if you step on it, because at that time founder will directly launch the doomsday war against the Western gods.

After all, all the missionary idiots are little brothers. After killing the eldest brother, it's not the weather, is it?

At this time, the Nanman song and dance troupe, which had escaped the disaster, returned to its own residence.

"I didn't expect that group of bald people would come here!"

The man at the head hit the table hard and gave out a dull hum.

"I thought I had escaped them!"

"But didn't someone help us? It means that we are safe in this country. "

Another woman with bronze skin, wearing a bikini, said uneasily.

"It's said that Dahan is a very open country to monsters, but we are foreign monsters after all..."

"But, commander, are we going to hide like this all the time?"

At this time, as a pet in the song and dance troupe, the peacock suddenly opens its mouth and spews out words. Obviously, this song and dance troupe is not ordinary.

"Anyway, that's all we have to do..."

The following monsters were discussing, but they didn't find the square above. At the moment, Fang Zheng knew more or less the origin of these monsters from what they said. They seemed to be the monsters who originally came from the southern barbarians. Because of the religion of those bald donkeys, they went to seek refuge in the Han Dynasty. However, because these monsters are wild after all, they didn't know that the monsters on the Han side had already formed a standardized management, so they still wanted to follow the rules of wild monsters Live in the crowd.

However, at this time, the other side suddenly changed the subject.

"But is it really OK to go on like this? I know that Heijiao has attracted a lot of monsters now. He says he wants to build a kingdom of demons, and he plans to fight against the big man If it turns into a battlefield, isn't it worse? "

However, as soon as the man's voice fell, he saw that the faces of the people around him suddenly changed, which made him a little confused. Before waiting for the man to think about anything, founder's voice came quietly from behind him.

"I'm very interested in this news. Can you tell me more about it?"

"Who is it?"

Obviously, the man is also a monster. At the moment when he hears founder's voice, he immediately jumps up and unfolds his hands in the air. Then he sees that his whole body quickly turns into a huge white tiger. Next moment, it seems to be patted by a transparent giant hand and falls directly to the ground. With a "bang", he lies on the ground.

In fact, not only he, but almost all the members of Nanman song and dance troupe fell down under the pressure of Founder Long Wei, with only one exception.

"You're the boss behind this troupe."

Fang Zheng holds his arms and looks at the girl standing in front of him. She looks about fifteen or sixteen years old. She is dressed in ordinary Nanman clothes, and her skin is brown. She looks no different from the bear child in the countryside, who always likes to run around in the fields. However, under the suppression of Founder Long Wei, only she can still stand here, which is enough to explain the problem.

When she heard Fang Zheng's inquiry, the girl was smiling.

"I didn't expect to be seen through by you. I really deserve to be a monster of a great man. I admire you."

"Old man..."

Hearing this, Fang Zheng's eyes twitched slightly.

Miss, are you the legendary Tianshan TongLao?

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