Huang Yi felt that this happened before and could not be out of the matter, let alone the other party or a compatriot?

He had long heard that there were many pig-killing tragedies in Myanmar, which were very chaotic. Some people were cut off from their kidneys. And the girl was so beautiful, you can imagine how she ended up.

If the local police intervene, the daylily will be cold. And the other party dares to do such a thing in Shenglong City, it means that the other party must be very powerful and may end up in the end.

Such a thing may not even be possible for domestic police to come forward. After all, which country does not want to be faced?

If the kidnapped spread in public, who else dares to travel to this place?

He saw many people chasing the car, especially many monks who were planning to return to the temple, who tried their best to chase and shouted loudly.

From this point of view, not everyone is indifferent.

He put down the urn and accelerated violently, like an arrow off the string, quickly surpassing the car, then jumped out, stretched his right foot back, and pressed his hands forward.

The car just hit him.

Kakka… The front of the car suddenly raised upwards, and the sound of the wheels idling and rubbing against the ground came.

Huang Yi was blown by the wind caused by the car to rush over, and the monk's robe flew backwards, and his whole body seemed to be filled with light, very handsome and charming.

The big men in the car were shocked.

The controlled beauty was also shocked.

The people around were even more shocked and took out their camera equipment to take photos.

The people in the car reacted, regardless of their inner fear, poked their heads out of the window and shot Huang Yi suddenly.

Bang bang bang bang…

Huang Yi's face remained unchanged. When the bullets reached his face, they seemed to have encountered bulletproof steel plates, which were deformed and dropped.

The people in the car were even more frightened.

They got out of the car, threw down their guns, knelt down, and chanted the Buddha's name in their mouths.

They regarded Huang Yi as a Buddhist monk, and at least they were also the legendary Arhat with divine power.

When the monks who ran over around saw this, they knelt down angrily and prayed, and their eyes became unprecedentedly pious and fanatical.

Seeing this, Huang Yi thought to himself that he couldn't be as good as he wanted to keep a low profile.

Okay, just be more high-profile and meet the senior management of this Holy Dragon City as soon as possible and meet the monks of the Theravada Buddhism as soon as possible.

He took a deep breath, and the true energy condensed in his throat, and he issued a deafening Buddha's name. He closed his hands together, recited Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and immediately, his whole body seemed to have glowed, extremely tall and holy. Even the monk's robe that was broken by bullets on his body could not hide his temperament.

At this moment, the people from the nearby security team came over, immediately controlled these people, and then respectfully saluted Huang Yi. When they heard about Huang Yi's abilities, they all became more pious.

They asked the beautiful Chinese girl Tang Yahan to go to the nearby police station to record the confession.

Tang Yahan shook his head suddenly and said in horror, "No, I won't go anywhere. I want to follow this... Elder, I will talk about this to the embassy of our country and let them communicate with you."

The people frowned and looked at Huang Yi.

Huang Yi had no choice but to nod.

"Thank you, elder, thank you." Tang Yahan cried with joy.

The title of elder is considered relatively advanced in Buddhism in Burma, and is generally called a respected monk.

Huang Yi walked back and picked up the urn.

Many people around followed him and came up to talk, probably asking Huang Yi whether he could do martial arts, whether he was invulnerable to swords and guns, whether he had divine power, etc.

"I have the power of an arhat on my body. My Buddha let me live in the world with less desires, have pure precepts and virtues, and teach and save the people as they please." Huang Yi said calmly, and the temperament of a monk who was enlightened came out again.

Anyway, you don’t need to make drafts to brag, just say it casually.

People in Buddhism are the best at bewitching and divination. He has obtained memories of Taoist Yuanhua and Wang Chan, as well as the memories of Master Yuanneng of Vajra Sect, and he is also proficient in several Buddhist teachings.

So, speaking at this moment is convincing.

Especially those monks came forward to ask for questions.

Huang Yi could see that these monks had real talents and knowledge because they had wisdom in their eyes and had a hint of Buddha nature in their bodies.

He answered them one by one and quoted scriptures, which made the monks worship each other.

Most ordinary people cannot understand it, but they are very talented. Coupled with the worship of those monks, Huang Yi suddenly highlighted the arhat and descended to earth.

What do ordinary people ask when encountering real big things? Of course, they want to solve the difficult things encountered in the secular world, such as how to have children, and have encountered too many things at home recently, is there something wrong with the Feng Shui at home, or has it encountered some dirty things?

Huang Yi found that these people who asked questions did have problems.

Some are physically ill, some are mentally ill, and some are indeed evil spirits on their bodies.

He simply found a place to sit down and let everyone line up, and he was talking endlessly to answer questions and answer questions.

Well, just like a sorcerer in the martial arts world, if you have physical problems, give them acupuncture, prescribe medicine, and if you have psychological problems, you will use Zhuyou technique to directly remove evil spirits.

At this moment, Huang Yi's brain and biological computer were running at high speed, making up all kinds of tricks, which made the tourists extremely convinced. They all took out the money and stuffed it into Huang Yi's arms.

Huang Yi asked several monks to come over to count the money.

"Amitabha, there are so many sufferings in the world. This time, we will give charity to help the poor and help the poor. Thank you for your virtues." Huang Yi said.

Suddenly, Huang Yi narrowed his eyes.

Come?

Finally a decent monk came.

He saw a group of monks following the three monks, walking out of the temple, and hurried towards Huang Yi.

Among the three monks, one was an old man, and two were middle-aged people. Their qi and blood were strong, especially the old man, and a sense of spiritual thought was revealed in his eyes.

Arhat Mastery! These three people are all powerful people who practice Arhat Mastery, so they are considered innate realm.

And the old man probably stepped into the realm of spiritual rosary with one foot.

There is indeed a master.

However, in Huang Yi's eyes, such people cannot control worldly affairs.

"Amitabha!" These three monks respectfully bowed to Huang Yi.

Huang Yi returned the favor indifferently and looked at the old man. A powerful spiritual power was revealed in his eyes.

Seeing this, the old man was shocked, bowed slightly, and invited Huang Yi to the temple.

Huang Yi nodded, said goodbye to everyone, and followed immediately.

Gradually, a large number of monks automatically surrounded them, preventing the tourists from approaching.

When Huang Yi saw that Tang Yahan was also excluded from behind, he looked frightened and couldn't bear it. He had to walk forward and pull Tang Yahan to go together.

Mainly...she is a big beauty, and it's good to be with her.

"Thank you, elder, thank you, Master." Tang Yahan said gratefully.

The old man looked at Huang Yi and Tang Yahan, a little surprised.

When entering the temple, the monks immediately closed the temple gate.

The old man and the two middle-aged men immediately saluted Huang Yi respectfully, "I wonder if it is Master Kunhe of Daposa Zen Temple?"

Huang Yi was shocked.

Someone actually recognizes his aura?

No? According to Master Yuanhua's memory, his skull relics were indeed left over from a master named Kunhe, but this master has passed away for at least thirty or forty years. How did this person recognize him at first glance? Could it be that he came from that era?

Unfortunately, when Taoist Yuanhua got this relic, there was no memory of Kunhe in it. Taoist Yuanhua only learned about Kunhe through the classics in the temple.
Chapter completed!