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Chapter 227:The Power of a Buddha's Name

There seem to be countless monks who are chanting this trumpet.

At this time, the five tattooed men had no pain on their faces and seemed to become calm, but their eyes were a little dull.

They struggled and sat on their knees.

“What?”

“Hands up and hear!”

The policeman frowned and drank against five tattooed men.

However, the five tattoos did not seem to hear, and they still sat on their knees.

Gradually, in their eyes, there was no policeman, no passers-by, and no voice.

In the tidrum, they saw a huge temple.

And the Buddha's light in the temple shone, the vanity increased the glory, the weather thousands, so that their hearts shook violently.

At this time, there was some regret in their eyes, and they gradually became painful.

The police looked at me, and the passers-by looked at me curiously.

The glare looked at me thoughtfully.

At this moment, as the Buddha trumpet in their minds rang constantly, it seemed that the Buddha light shone in the hall.In the light of the Buddha, they seem to see the birth of a Buddha, and at a glance, it is the sea of Buddhas, thousands of thousands.

The Buddha seemed to be talking about something.

One said in front, one said behind, one said on the left side, and one said tomorrow...

These Buddhas, at first glance, look at the size of a baby's fist, exude a faint Buddha light, and then look at it, it is a giant Buddha, a thousand Buddhas, a great mercy and compassion, so that they can't help but bow down.

At this time, they were crying and crying, and they seemed to regret something.

Passers-by looked at each other, not knowing what they were doing, feeling a little strange, just as if watching.

In their ears, the Buddha sings like the yellow bell, like the hymn of the Buddha, and it deters the hearts of God.

At this time, there seemed to be a wooden fish.

The wooden fish sounded like a bell, melodious, and struck their hearts with a loud voice, and struck their souls.

Every time you hit, let them suffer a little, regret a point.

I don't know when, the Buddha's thousands of Buddhas in the temple, the Buddha's light shines.

And their faces gradually changed from pain and remorse to piety, and then they sat down again.

Then they reached out and grabbed the hair, ripping down a handful of hair, and carrying some skin.

However, they did not have half the pain, and their faces were still religious.

Take your hair off.

When the people saw the panic and confused, they could not help but talk about it.

And the police rushed to stop them, lest they self-harm, "What, hurry to stop, you think self-harm, you can escape the law?"

However, the police were surprised that they could not stop it.

The hands of five tattooed men, like a powerful iron arm, made the police unable to catch it for a while.

When the police saw that one of them could not control one hand, they controlled it with both hands.

However, his hands still can not hold the tattoo of the one hand, still pulled by the other side with some skin with some skin skin hair.

“Come here to help.”The police are busy.

So, two policemen, four hands, died and caught the tattooed man's one hand, but still can't catch, still pulled off a handful of hair.

This shocked them a bit.

And this strange phenomenon makes them a little scary.

There were only four policemen at the scene, but there were five tattooed men, and they could not stop them.

And the tattoo man, like the evil, constantly raffling his own hair.

By this time, they had pulled most of their hair, making most of their heads blurred, but they had no look of pain, and they were rivering their hair in a frenzy.

It doesn’t seem to take your hair out, don’t stop.

The passer-by who saw this scene, I don't know why, I was a little scared in my heart.

This scene is too evil, let some people be afraid, so as to leave, so as not to cause any bad things.

The police rushed to ask for help, and the four of them took the strength of the nine cows and two tigers to control one hand.

"Come up and help me, and don't let them self-harm."There are police roads.

However, the passer-by took a step back and was reluctant to come forward to help.

Some people are afraid, some people do not want to do more things, some people hate them, I want them to die happy, how to help.

When he saw it, he was surprised.

This "a Buddha" is really not simple, as if its power is not over yet.

Not long after, the four tattooed men who were not controlled had been frantically rippling their hair, even ripping off a piece of their hair.

The blood is constantly flowing.

However, they still do not have half the pain, but have a sense of comfort.

At this moment, they sat quietly on their knees, as if their thighs were not broken at all, and they saw their lips squirming.

"As I smell: for a while, the Buddha is in Shewei Kingdom, and the trees are given to the lonely garden."With the great monks two hundred and fifty, all are the great arhats...”

Suddenly, five tattooed men folded their hands and read the Buddhist scriptures in piety.

At this time, people saw such a scene, and they were shocked.Even the four policemen saw it, and they looked at them with some surprise.

This scene is becoming more and more evil.

Onlookers, many people panicked, and involuntarily took a few steps back.

"And Surivor, the land of bliss, seven bars, seven nets, seven heavy trees, are surrounded by four treasures, and the name of the country is Elysili..."

Five tattoos are pious and the sound is getting louder and louder.

And the passers-by, look at me, I look at you, and my face shows an expression of surprise, shock, fear, and strangeness.

The four policemen looked at each other and felt a strange atmosphere.

No, is there really something wrong with the evil?

At this time, the police asked for help again, always with a strange feeling in their hearts, and they took a step back involuntarily.

In any case, they are no longer self-harming, and they are reading the scriptures with a godly face.

As time went by, five tattooed men were intoxicated in the Buddhist scriptures, and it seemed that they had become a monk.

At this time, they all smiled and looked at their faces, as if they had a strong Buddha-like Zen.

Look at it suddenly, like the flower Buddha, no hi, no delusion.

Is this the denmination of the Buddha?

When Yan Qingkang saw this scene, his heart was also surprised, and he could not imagine that a Buddha number was so terrible that he could not even make people unknowingly become a devout believer.

This scene is very absurd.

“Are they monks?”

Some passers-by couldn't help but ask curiously, because he felt that ordinary monks had not yet read the scriptures well.

"I know them, and I'm not a monk."

Some people shake their heads, but they can't explain what is in front of them.

It's weird, too evil.

In the past, there are several police reinforcements, and there are still some uncontrollable scenes.Five tattooed men, who seem to have really won the evil, read the scriptures in a pious face...

Even if they are taken to the ambulance, they still have to sit on the chant.

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