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Chapter six hundred and ninety-one: the debate on the Tao(2/2)

"Let's go to Youshan together. You kidnapped the third-handed squirrel, and then took me to raid the squirrel's lair."

He stretched his fingers and revealed all of Pangpang's great achievements over the years one by one.

Even Ding Peng was sweating on his forehead as he listened.

I thought to myself: "Third Master actually has such a past?? It's true that people cannot be judged by their appearance."

If these words hadn't come from his own father's mouth, if it had been anyone else, I wouldn't believe it even to death.

But until Ding Xiaoyi revealed everything, the fat look in front of him still didn't change at all.

He sat down on the chair, and his mood suddenly hit rock bottom. He looked up at Pangpang with a wry smile and said, "I know, you may not believe it after I said so much, but..."

"I believe!"

Before Ding Xiaoyi finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, and Ding Peng's eyes widened: "Do you believe such an exaggeration??"

"letter!"

Pangpang nodded: "Why don't you believe it? It's just a thing of the past. It doesn't matter if it happens, and it doesn't matter if it doesn't happen."

When Pangpang said this, Ding Xiaoyi calmed down.

Yes, no matter what others believe, he is no longer the same person as he was in the past, just as he is not Luo Zheng. Even though he was Luo Zheng in the past, at this moment, his name is Ding Xiaoyi.

When he thought of this, he felt relieved immediately.

"Amitabha, this poor monk came here to do three things, one of which is related to you."

Pang Pang clasped his hands together and looked at Ding Xiaoyi sincerely.

"With me?" His heart moved, and he suddenly felt a little surprised.

"Exactly, the first thing is for public purposes, the second thing is for personal reasons, and the third thing is for you." Pangpang said in a deep voice.

The so-called official affairs are naturally to suppress the distracting thoughts left by Sakyamuni in the world. Only by fulfilling the Buddhist destiny can one's merits be considered complete.

The so-called private matter was just for Monk Mingdao. He did some calculations and figured out that there was an unfinished cause and effect between Monk Mingdao and himself. Although he could not remember where the cause and effect came from, this did not prevent him from coming to guide Monk Mingdao to become a Buddha.

As for the third thing.

Pangpang's clear eyes looked at Ding Xiaoyi for a long time before he whispered: "I came just to kill you."

"kill me!"

The father and son looked at each other, and were suddenly shocked. Seeing how fat they were, they were no joke.

"Exactly, the calamity of the world is coming, and you are the source of the calamity." When Pangpang said this, he looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Ordinarily, you are the one who deserves the calamity, and we should have tried our best to help you, but the poor monk deduced the secret of heaven, and found that the calamity is also tied to you alone. It is both a calamity and a destiny. How strange."

"Wait, wait, wait, after all, you mean my father must die, right?"

Ding Peng understood what Pangpang meant, and waved his hands repeatedly to signal him to stop, with a bad look on his face: "Master, let's talk about it, what does my father's death have to do with any catastrophe?"

Ding Xiaoyi sat aside, his head buzzing. He never dreamed that he would happily meet Pangpang, but Pangpang actually came with the purpose of killing him?

"this!"

Fatty shook his head: "Amitabha, monks don't lie. As for the cause and effect of the calamity, a poor monk cannot yet understand it."

"Then let's wait until you have a thorough understanding of the old ginseng before we say goodbye."

After Ding Peng said this, he pulled Ding Xiaoyi away.

I saw Monk Mingdao taking a step forward and blocking the path of the two of them.

"Why, Master, you are going to use force! You want to arrest people for their dirty work. If you want to kill my father, you must also produce solid evidence."

Ding Peng said that his fingers were already placed three inches from his wrist. If he really wanted to take action today, even if he was not the third master's opponent, he would still take the gamble.
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