The huge Buddhist temple was left with me and the "Living Buddha's Dharma Body". The fat Maitreya Buddha looked at me with a smile, looking like "peace in the world", but at this moment, this smiling face was extremely strange and evil in my eyes.

After looking at each other for a while, the "living Buddha" slowly moved his body and stretched out his two crossed "golden legs", perhaps because they were too fat, or because they "living Buddha lacked exercise", the chest, which had not seen any panting, then it was fluctuating violently, and a violent gasp sounded in the quiet Buddhist temple.

However, the "living Buddha" is too fat. He can use his hands and feet together to climb down one square on the altar at a very slow speed and sit on another table. After doing this little move, he was so tired that he was breathless.

This is not a living Buddha, it is a golden statue of Buddha pretending to be a human. I have only heard of pretending to be a god and a ghost before, but now I actually meet someone pretending to be a Buddha.

After resting for a long time, he tried hard to stretch his big head that could not see his neck, and gradually got closer and closer to my face.

Is this the fucking thing about eating my nose or lips first, and what does it feel like to pull the flesh off my face in one mouthful? Thinking of the torture executed by Ling Chi, I wish I could use a knife to wipe my neck and give myself some pleasure.

But the big fat face was still a distance away from me, so he stopped moving, and then he took a strong breath at me.

Although the fat man was extremely slow, he had a strong airflow after taking a breath. My hair flew in the direction of his inhalation, and the dummy's face was even broken, revealing his true face.

I sucked it for a long time before I stopped. When I opened my eyes, he had already returned to my position, and there were quite a few "parts" on me.

I really don't understand the purpose of taking this breath? Could it be that he molested me?

Grandma, although I can’t stand tall, I am a man after all. After living for twenty years, I was still a virgin, but I was molested. When this is said, how can I face my future wife?

When I was angry, I forgot the environment I was in, so I stood up.

It was actually possible to move. It was probably because the medicine had passed. I was happy and quickly moved my arms and legs without any delay.

The "living Buddha" saw me get up, and his eyes shot out a hint of panic, and he slowly touched the candle.

He did not want to defend himself, but to inform him. Thinking of this, I slowly moved the candle away and sneered, "What do you want to do? I still want to deal with me at this point?" After that, I raised my feet and kicked him hard on the fat belly.

With a muffled "Puff", I felt like I hit a concrete wall, which made my feet numb.

I knew this person must have magic in his body, so he looked like this, but when I thought about being molested by him just now, I had no place to vent my anger and felt unwilling to not be hurt, so I pinched him around, trying to find a soft persimmon to start.

However, this person's body was as hard as iron from front to back, and there was no place to start. I was scratching my head, but I found that the fat face of the "living Buddha" twisted slightly when my hand passed through his armpit.

When I found my weakness, the fat man was tickling. Thinking of this, I was not polite. I rubbed my hands back and forth between his armpits and waists. The living Buddha was slow and could not make any sound. He could only feel the fat in his body occasionally trembling. After a while, water and snot began to flow from his mouth.

Just as I was scratching, I heard a sound of footsteps coming, and there was no way out. I looked around and could only lie on the chair and continue to pretend.

A moment later, the two little monks carried a wooden barrel of dough soup into the Buddhist temple with bamboo poles. The steaming dough soup was floating with a strong lard aroma. The eyes of "Maitreya Buddha" were wide open and his mouth twitched slightly.

One of the novice monks looked at me and smiled, "See, today our Buddha made a kind heart and sucked until now the little girl Yuanyang is still there. If this were the past, she would have become a zombie."

I suddenly realized that the fat man didn't molest me just now, but sucked my Yuanyang, but why didn't I feel uncomfortable after sucking for so long?

The two jumped onto the tribute platform, wrapped a blanket around the fat man's neck, lifted the fat man's huge head and stuffed a wooden funnel into his mouth, and dug a full scoop of lard dumpling soup with a wooden scoop and poured it into the fat man's body.

The fat man could not speak, but when he was fed this way, he couldn't help but make a few painful moans. The two of them ignored him and fed the fat man with no drop of dumpling soup.

Wipe the fat man's mouth clean and one of them said, "Enjoy this little nun." He turned around and left with the empty bucket.

The fat man was panting and his expression was sore, but I felt chill all over. Could it be that Haisen fed a living person into a fat man, and then used magic to consolidate his muscles and bloodlines, and artificially created a living-eyed bronze Buddha with a living eye?

Through the glass wall shadow, I could see that the sky was dark. This was the best time to escape. I got up and took off my high heels, and carefully returned to the ground from the blue brick corridor. I saw the bright lights in the distance and bursts of Buddha's voices.

I really wish I could lit the temple with a fire, but I didn't dare to act rashly. I was about to climb over the wall when suddenly a man pressed my mouth from behind, scaring me so much that I was about to struggle. I heard Lochi whisper: "It's me, I've been following you all the time."

This day scared me so much that I felt wronged and almost cried out. Rocky kicked open the haystack and saw two spotted pythons about three meters wrapped the two little novice fans tightly. The pythons bit the trachea of ​​the two tightly. Their faces were already suffocated and their limbs were twitching.

Although these two men were abominable, they were not as dead as they had to die. I said, "Let him have two ways to survive and be a dirty witness?"

"If you hadn't pleaded, I would have wanted them to die." After that, Rocky whistled. The two pythons loosened slightly, and one of them hummed. The python immediately wrapped its body tightly. He could only vent his breath but not inhaled. He squeezed out a sentence with great difficulty: "Please, I, I say everything."

So Rocky whistled again, and the python slightly loosened its tight muscles. The man inhaled into his lungs and gasped, "My God, please spare your life for two living gods."

"You can spare your life. What's going on with the Living Eyes Copper Buddha? Tell us honestly, otherwise I'll kill you two alive today." Rocky said viciously.

"Don't, I'll tell you all, this live-eyed bronze Buddha is made by a living person. There is a Lotus Sutra in the temple. In fact, it is a secret recipe for practicing magic. This spell is called the copper tendons and iron bones. It can turn human skin and flesh into hardness like gold and iron. After his skin and flesh become stiff, he will feed him to obesity with lard dough soup, then apply crystal glue on the body to close the pores to prevent him from sweating, and then coat with a layer of gold powder. This is the origin of the live-eyed bronze Buddha."

"What does the nun from Qingshui'an have to do with this matter? Why do you send one to you every seven years?"

"You must practice secret techniques to collect yin and replenish yang, otherwise the whole person will become a lump of wood, and every seven years is a period of practice."

The truth about the so-called live-eyed bronze Buddha was revealed. The Haisen family used Qingtian Temple as a support to deceive pilgrims by making fake Buddha statues. What's worse is that they even harmed human lives. Not only were there girls who were picked for yin and supplemented with yang, but also monks and even civilian passers-by who accidentally encountered this incident.

After calling the police, Wu Biao followed us to the vegetable field in Qingshui'an to dig up the soil layer. Sure enough, the large purple mud urns buried the human bones under it were exposed. These nuns ate vegetables, fruits and melons that absorbed the nutrients of the corpse. Some nuns fainted on the spot after learning the news.

When I saw Teacher Qingshui'an, the old man who was in his 80s and was in his twilight years old was filled with pain and chanted: "Amitabha."

Uncle Liao walked up to him and said, "Old witch, you are pretending to be over, just follow the police back to be investigated."

The old nun's yellow face was so dazzling that her eyes were emitting a shimmer. Seeing that her neck was about to stretch, Uncle Liao wrapped the blood-stained whip around her neck and said, "You Japanese witch, think that if you learn Chinese, you can pretend to be a Chinese?"

"How did you know?" The old nun had no choice but to surrender.

"Feitouman was originally a magic trick of Japan, and Qingtian Temple was built during the Anti-Japanese War. Is there any need to say about the relationship between you two?" Uncle Liao sneered.

Note: The story of "The Living Eyes Bronze Buddha" is not groundless, and it is recorded in the unofficial history of the Tang and Ming dynasties.

According to folk legend, during the reign of Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty, Buddhism flourished, and monasteries were built everywhere, and monks had a very high status, so some people who were extremely guilty would become monks and escape punishment.

In 640 AD, Ma and Qin, a member of Luoyang, built a hollow copper Buddha. Qin squatted in it and pretended that the copper Buddha's eyes could move, and used it to cheat money. Later, someone saw the flaws. In order to cover up his crime, Ma lied to call the copper Buddha a monster and made fire to roast Qin to death.
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