Chapter 372 He is really my husband

"How can you believe her one-sided words? There is nothing between her and me!" Mingtai was pushed by the angry crowd, retreating and defending himself loudly.

The girl covered her stomach, looking grief-stricken.

The more pitiful she was, the angrier the crowd was.

The abbot's disciple took the opportunity to let other monks hold Mingtai down, looking righteous.

"Everyone is here today. I will represent the old abbot and the True Buddha Temple to detain this scum first, and I will definitely make him change his ways."

Mingtai was really a scholar meeting a soldier. He was tied up and thrown into a small dark room amid the cheers of the crowd.

The abbot's disciple chanted sutras and prayed for the girl who had a miscarriage in public. The girl, who was still in pain, soon stopped groaning and said in surprise that she didn't feel any pain at all.

Seeing this scene, those believers who had some doubts about him completely believed him wholeheartedly.

The abbot's disciple collected the incense money for the whole day, and after dark, he walked into the small dark room where Mingtai was locked up with a box of money with satisfaction.

"See, this is all the money that the stupid believers gave me today. When you were the abbot, could you make so much money in a day?"

Mingtai was extremely contemptuous, "Money is something outside of the body. Since you have shaved your head and become a monk, you should not touch these mundane things. It's ridiculous for you to compare with me with money."

The smug smile on the abbot's disciple's face suddenly cracked, and he sneered, "You are hypocritically talking about great principles here. If it's not for money, why do you keep trying to grab the position of abbot?"

"I am doing this to protect the reputation of the little living Buddha! Don't compare me with you insects!"

"You are protecting the reputation of the little living Buddha for money, so why are you pretending?" The abbot's disciple chuckled and pulled out a dagger to point at Mingtai's neck.

"I'll give you a chance. As long as you go out and change your words, say that you have sincerely repented, and work with me to publicize that the old abbot has ascended to heaven and blessed more effectively than the young living Buddha, I will not only let you go, but also give you a share of the incense money."

"Impossible!" Mingtai's hands and feet were tied, and he could only look up, his eyes bloodshot, "Even if I die, I will never go along with you."

The abbot's disciple instantly lost his patience, stood up and kicked him in the chest, "Damn, you shameless thing."

He waved to the other monks, his voice cold, "Come on, see if his bones are as hard as his mouth."

The monks rushed up and punched and kicked Mingtai, making Mingtai spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

But even so, Mingtai insisted that he would not recognize the old abbot.

In the next few days, monks kept coming to beat Mingtai violently. Whenever he fainted, he would be splashed with salt water to wake him up, and the food he was given was all rotten swill.

On the third day, Mingtai closed his eyes because he had suffered too much abuse.

When the abbot and his disciples found Mingtai dead, they were not afraid at all. They rolled up his body with a broken straw mat and buried it directly under a tree on the back mountain of the True Buddha Temple.

Mingtai's soul floated away from his body and walked into a golden hall in a daze. There was only a huge Buddha statue in the hall.

"Mingtai, you have survived the great catastrophe. Are you willing to follow me?" The Buddha statue made a majestic voice, which echoed in the hall and shook Mingtai's spirit.

These voices, with warm and majestic power, completely removed the impurities in his soul.

"Disciple is willing!" He knelt down trembling and kowtowed sincerely, "Disciple is willing to follow the living Buddha, even if it means death."

"I have rebuilt your golden body for you, you can go back." The Buddha statue waved slowly, bringing a strong warm wind, and Mingtai was blown to close his eyes suddenly.

When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the True Buddha Temple.

"I... am I not dead?" Mingtai looked at his hands and feet, somewhat incredulous.

Recalling the scene just now, he realized that it was the little living Buddha who saved him.

This body now is the reward from the little living Buddha.

Before he had time to be happy, the voice of the little living Buddha appeared in his mind, "Open the heavenly eye!"

The next second, an extremely eye-catching scene appeared in his mind.

The hotel's large round bathtub was covered with flower petals. The old abbot in his sixties and seventies was sleeping in the bathtub, and he was holding a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in his arms.

This girl was the one who framed him that day!

"Baby, am I good this time?" The girl did not dislike the old abbot's old smell at all. She hugged his neck and kissed him, and asked: "In order to drag that dead Mingtai into the water, I was so cruel that I even threw away the crystallization of our love."

"My dear, I know you are the best." The old abbot hugged her tightly, and rubbed her body unscrupulously with his big hands, with a satisfied look on his face.

"Last time you asked someone to put his underwear into Mingtai's meditation room, but I even put my underwear in there, but unfortunately he still escaped." The girl complained indignantly.

"If I had succeeded last time, I wouldn't have to sacrifice so much this time."

"Humph, how can he be so lucky every time? Now it's good, he's dead, and no one will hinder me from managing the True Buddha Temple anymore! Hahaha!" The old abbot couldn't hide his joy on his face.

"Then how are you going to reward me?" The girl drew circles on the old abbot's chest with her fingers, and said coquettishly.

"Aren't I rewarding you now, hehehe." The old abbot turned over and pressed the girl down.

It was really eye-catching.

Mingtai quickly turned off his Sky Eye and almost vomited out of disgust.

These two people are really not disgusting.

However, through the picture just now, he has determined the hotel where the old abbot is.

He immediately called the police and said that someone was threatening an underage girl in that hotel.

When the police heard the news, they immediately came out in full force and were determined to bring the "rapist" to justice!

So, when the old abbot swallowed three blue elves in a row and was ready to do a big fight, a group of police broke in and pressed him to the ground.

"You! What are you doing!" The old abbot just stood up, and he was so scared that he immediately shrank and lay on the ground wailing.

"Beast! You don't even let a young girl go at such an old age!" A female police officer scolded him.

"You misunderstood, we are a couple, a couple!"

"You can be her grandfather, and you are still a couple, do you have any shame? Stop talking nonsense! Go back with us and accept investigation!" The police suddenly pressed his wrist and scolded.

"You misunderstood, he is really my husband, don't take him away!" The girl came over to explain immediately.

Seeing her say this, all the police officers present were very sympathetic.

The poor girl must have been tortured by this old pervert for too long and had mental problems.

"Hey wait a minute, this old beast, why does he look familiar to me?" Another young policeman suddenly said with some confusion.