My enemies became my companions

Chapter 202: A Big Belly Can Hold All the World's Affairs

The sudden uproar made the villagers look horrified.

No one could have imagined that the kind-looking old abbot would be split in half like this.

After being shocked, they were filled with anger and resentment. The villagers all stared at Chen Yi, wishing they could cut him into pieces and cut him into pieces to fill their internal organs.

Chen Yi slowly pulled the knife out of the bloody mess and swung the knife to draw out the blood.

He slowly walked over the body that had not yet fallen.

The old abbot wearing a monk's hat and robes stood still.

When Chen Yi walked past him, he suddenly heard a voice.

"donor."

Chen Yi's eyes narrowed slightly.

Turning around, he saw that the old abbot's mouth was still buzzing, and the fatal wound from the top of his head to his lip seemed like a minor injury.

The nun's pupils shrank slightly. Even for her, it was the first time she had seen such magical power.

How can someone talk after having his head split in half?
This abbot has great cultivation and has attained the Arhat fruit. Could it be that he has transcended the cycle of reincarnation?

Chen Yi stared at the old abbot and chopped him down again.

A scar as big as a bowl appeared, blood gushed out like a fountain, and the old abbot's head fell to the ground with a clang.

He turned around to look at the villagers' expressions. After they had recovered from their shock, there was no surprise on their faces, as if they were accustomed to the old abbot's supernatural powers.

"Where is my body?"

The head on the ground began to speak, its eyes still moving, and then the group of four saw the headless body move.

The headless body moved awkwardly, as if it was not used to it, but it finally found the head, then slowly picked it up and put it back.

"Namo Maitreya Buddha, who is to be born in the future..." The old abbot chanted a Buddhist chant, then turned to Chen Yi, clasped his hands together and bowed, "Do you feel relieved? My village has offended you a lot, and I am really sorry for offending you."

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at the old abbot. He could not see any murderous intent in this strange monk, but that did not mean he would not strike him again at any time.

At the critical moment, Yin Tingxue poked his shoulder.

Chen Yi looked at the daughter of King Xiang, who gave him a cautious look.

Then, she mustered up her courage and said to the abbot:

"Abbot, what's going on?"

The old abbot sighed.
"It's just that everyone is hungry."

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Walking along the village road towards the village, there was no sound of dogs barking or roosters crowing under the setting sun. The fields were full of golden wheat, but there was no smoke from cooking in the houses.

You can see large areas of Buddha statues along the road.

Golden statues appeared on both sides of the village road, in various shapes and free from dust. There was an arhat every three steps, a bodhisattva every six steps, and a Buddha every nine steps. The Buddhist scriptures said that there are as many Buddhas in the world as the sands of the Ganges, and there are more than trillions. The small village before us was like the scenes in the Buddhist scriptures.

It is hard to imagine that a small village would build so many Buddha statues and have so much gold foil...

Chen Yi knocked on the golden arhat on the side of the road and felt a dull sound.

He looked stunned.

Solid?
Looking up, you can see the village’s wooden plaque, with the three words “Qianfo Village” clearly engraved on it.

The old abbot was walking in front, with the villagers far behind him. Chen Yi could see from afar the grains piled up like small hills in the ridges of the fields, which were extremely numerous.

It seemed as if even the granary could not hold all the food, so it had to be piled outside to be exposed to the wind and rain.

Is everyone in this village exchanging all this grain for gold?
But even if it were ten times more, it still wouldn't be enough.

The old abbot walked in front, quickening his pace. The dilapidated village buildings pale in comparison to the Buddha statues. He led everyone to the Maitreya Temple.

The majestic and magnificent Maitreya Temple, with the setting sun shining on the front of the temple, its golden roof looks like pouring colored glaze. The pond is empty and quiet, the water is so clear that you can see the bottom, and there is not even a single fish swimming in it.

Compared with the dilapidated villages along the way, this Maitreya Temple is magnificent and does not seem like a scene from the human world, just like the Buddha statues on the roadside.

Everyone was led to a wing room. Chen Yi carefully checked the surroundings and found nothing unusual. The old abbot asked them to rest here for a while and he would explain it later.

Even so, he remained alert and followed secretly without making any sound.

In the shadow of the beams, he saw the old abbot walking down the long corridor and calling several monks in the temple.

"Serve these donors vegetarian meals."

The old abbot said in a calm tone.

Several abbots stared with their eyes wide open like copper bells. One of them, who was about the same age as the old abbot, said tremblingly:
"There isn't much surplus food in the village."

After saying this, the abbot made a gesture with his palms almost together, vividly describing that there was only a thin layer of rice.

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes when he heard that.

Just now he saw the fields and granaries full of grain.

"Alas, it's my fault that I'm an ignorant villager. I've offended someone, and that's what I deserve."

After the old abbot finished speaking, he chanted a Buddhist chant, but there was no hatred in his voice for Chen Yi killing dozens of villagers.

Just now they looked at each other, sighed once, and finally said:

"Then we, the abbots, will accompany you, even if it's just to smell the delicious food."

"Then please invite them to the main hall."

After saying this, the old abbot turned and left.

On the beam, Chen Yi listened to the conversation of the monks.

Before long, at night, the group was invited to the main hall for dinner.

In the main hall, Maitreya Buddha is enshrined. He is always smiling and his belly is as big as a drum, as if he has already eaten and drunk his fill.

A simple and rough vegetarian meal was served on a wooden table.

Chen Yi looked around and saw the abbot he had seen at that time sitting on a cushion with his head bowed, his hands clasped together, looking extremely pious.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience. There's not much good food and wine in the temple, so I'll just have to ask you to make do with what you have."

The old abbot made a gesture of invitation.

Chen Yi gave Yin Weiying a look.

The nun counted with her fingers and shook her head, indicating that there was no poison in the food and there were no formations or traps around.

Chen Yi is even weirder.

This Thousand Buddha Village is full of weirdness.

The old abbot who could not be killed had no hatred towards himself for killing dozens of villagers. It was a year of bumper harvest and food was piled outside the door, but there was only this little vegetarian meal. There were gold-foil Buddha statues everywhere along the road, but the village was in ruins and full of broken walls.

drop.

Suddenly, the sound of dripping water was heard in the quiet main hall.

Chen Yi turned his head and found an abbot who was staring at the vegetarian food with a drop of saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.

It looks like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Chen Yi suddenly became alert.

When the old abbot saw this scene, he sighed softly, not knowing how much sadness was in it.

He waved his hand.

The breeze blows across the Buddhist temple, and Mount Lushan reveals its true face.

All the monks were emaciated and skinny, with their bellies either as big as those of pregnant women or as deflated as a deflated drum.

As the sun sets, it turns out that the Maitreya Buddha, whose big belly can accommodate everything in the world, is filled with ghosts who have died of starvation.

There will be another update in the evening

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