"Amitabha!"
Seeing that Mo Changkong had died, Monk Bu Po chanted softly and said, "This poor monk has committed the sin of killing again. This is truly a sin, a sin!"
As he said that, he even pretended to shake his head and revealed a pitiful expression.
He really looked like a compassionate saint who bemoaned the state of the universe and pitied the fate of mankind.
Compared to the way he urged Agy to finish off Mo Changkong, he was like a completely different person.
"Master, you don't have to be like this!"
Hearing Monk Bu Po's words, Wang Ye said, "This Mo Changkong is known as the Blood Hand Yama. He has 300 lives in his hands and is a serious criminal of the dynasty …"
"This time, Master has killed this bastard on behalf of the heavens. It can save more people from being killed by this bastard. It can be said that your merit is boundless!"
"Sigh, although that is the case …"
The moment Wang Ye said that, Monk Bu Po sighed softly and said, "But Buddhism has a saying that all lives are equal. We Buddhist disciples are afraid of harming the lives of ants when we sweep the floor. We love moths and cover the lamps with gauze …"
"Look at his bulging eyes and ferocious face. It is obvious that he died with grievances in his heart!"
"From now on, there is one more soul that died with grievances in the Nine Underworlds. It is really good, really good!"
Wasn't it because of Monk Bu Po that he died with grievances in his heart?
Mo Changkong's strength was tyrannical. After being ambushed twice by Monk Bu Po, he died on the spot.
It would be strange if he could smile in the underworld!
When he ambushed Mo Changkong, he did not hesitate at all.
After that, he pretended to shout that all lives are equal.
Monk Bu Po's actions made everyone feel suffocated.
"Since that is the case, Master, you mean …"
Speechless, Wang Ye looked at Monk Bu Po and asked curiously.
"Amitabha!
This poor monk has committed the sin of killing and will only increase karma. This is a great taboo of Buddhism! "
Monk Bu Po placed a palm in front of his chest and said righteously, "Because of this, this poor monk has decided to abide by his heart and punish himself for the sins he has committed!"
Punish himself for the sins he has committed!
The moment he said that, everyone could not help but feel deep respect for him.
To be able to punish oneself and reflect on oneself after being tainted by the sin of killing, such behavior was truly rare for ordinary people.
Could it be that although this Monk Bu Po looked carefree and unrestrained, his heart was pure and honest?
Thinking of this, Wang Ye couldn't help but have a trace of respect in his heart.
He looked at Monk Bupo and asked, "If I may ask, how do you plan to punish yourself?"
"Being tainted with the sin of murder is a great sin. It cannot be easily tolerated!"
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Monk Bupo said seriously, "So, this poor monk will stop drinking tonight. Treat it as my punishment for committing such a sin …"
Hiss!
Everyone sucked in a deep breath when they heard this.
Soon after, he opened his mouth and said, "Reverend, not only did you eliminate evil and defend Dao, but you also abided by your own morals and punished yourself. You are truly an eminent monk with great virtue!"
"Hey, everyone, you're too kind. As disciples of the Buddhist Sect, we should naturally be strict with ourselves and be upright."
"Moreover, killing this thief is not the work of this poor monk alone …"
Hearing such words, Monk Bupo said, "If not for my Junior Brother Bu Liu stepping forward bravely and severely injuring this thief, we would not have been able to kill this thief!"
"That's right!"
Hearing this, Agy who was at the side opened his mouth and said, "Reverend Bu Po, if you regret committing such a sin of murder, why don't you take Mo Changkong into the Vajra Zen Sect and purify him with Buddhist Dharma?"
"Brother Agy, to think that you are also using Buddhist Sect martial arts. How can you ask such a question?"
Monk Bupo looked at Agy in front of him and said seriously, "As the saying goes, Buddha will purify those who are fated. If you want to join the Vajra Zen Sect, you also need to be fated …"
"This thief's martial arts are filled with blood Qi. It should be a martial art that consumes his own blood essence. After the battle, he probably needs to drink blood to nourish himself."
"Our Vajra Zen Sect is a dignified orthodox Buddhist sect. How can we tolerate the existence of such evil demonic arts?"
"Moreover, this poor monk can't get so much blood for him. If we take him into our sect, wouldn't it be more inconvenient …"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone rolled their eyes in unison.
Monk Bupo said it in such a dignified and righteous manner. At the end of the day, he still didn't have any blood essence to nourish Mo Changkong.
If Monk Bupo had a way to nourish Mo Changkong, Bupo wouldn't have attacked from the back just now. He would have blocked the attack from the front.
"Amitabha!"
At this moment, Monk Bupo chanted softly and said, "Since this person has already been executed, we should take care of him as soon as possible and bury him …"
"Wait!"
Without waiting for Monk Bupo to finish speaking, Wang Ye took out the wanted poster and said, "This person is a wanted criminal of the dynasty. How can we bury him so carelessly?"
"Moreover, all the shops in Jinling City have closed because of this person."
"If we bury him, I don't know how long the people in the city will live in fear!"
Between the lines, Wang Ye's face was full of righteousness. It was as if he was really thinking for the people of Jinling City.
"If that's the case, what do you think?"
At this moment, Agy who was standing at the side asked.
"Naturally, we should send the corpse to the magistrate and let the magistrate take care of it. After that, we should post a notice to let the people in the city rest assured …"
Between the lines, Wang Ye said seriously.
"You can forget about it!"
When he heard Wang Ye's words, Agy said, "Do you think I don't know you well enough?"
"In order to let the people in the city rest assured, you really know how to flatter yourself …"
"If you ask me, you old money grubber, there's a high chance that you're going to drag the corpse to the magistrate to exchange for money!"
Agy exposed Wang Ye's dirty tricks.
"Scram!"
When he heard Agy's words, Wang Ye said impatiently, "You brat, nothing good comes out of a dog's mouth!"
"Do you think I'm just doing it for money?"
"I'm mainly doing it to let the elders in Jinling City rest assured. Secondly, I'm exchanging for money."
"After all, the tables and chairs in the inn were destroyed by Mo Changkong. I'm using his corpse to exchange for money to buy tables and chairs. Isn't this reasonable?"
At this moment, Wang Ye spoke eloquently.
"Fine, fine, fine. You're right, old money grubber."
At this moment, Agy nodded impatiently.
Then, he pointed to Mo Changkong's side and said, "What are you going to do with this saber?"
Saber?
When he heard this, Wang Ye was slightly stunned.
He turned his head and saw Mo Changkong's Divine Sword of Blood lying alone at the side.
"What else can I do with it?"
When he saw the Divine Sword of Blood, Wang Ye said, "This is Mo Changkong's murder weapon. Of course, I have to hand it over to the magistrate!"
"I'm going to the backyard to push the cart. You guys tidy up the inn and prepare to open the door!"
"Open the door?"
When he heard this, Agy said in shock, "Didn't you say to close the inn for a day?"
"Bullshit!"
When he heard Agy's voice, Wang Ye said, "When Mo Changkong was alive, we naturally had to close the inn to avoid trouble …"
"Now that he's dead, what's the point of closing the inn?"
As he spoke, Wang Ye strode towards the rear courtyard of the Immortal Indulgence Inn.
"Skinning Wang …"
When he saw Wang Ye's back, Agy said softly.