Chapter 1131: Die, Thief Bald!

"Host Fangzheng, let me tell you, this incident is not a joke. You are not allowed to play disappear!" County Magistrate Qi knows Fang Zheng too well, he has come so many times, and almost every time Fang Zheng plays disappear, so this time he will tell Fang Zheng first.

Fang Zheng was dumbfounded...... He suddenly found that it didn't seem very good to be understood.

However, Fang Zheng smiled and didn't say that he didn't disappear, nor did he say that he would disappear.

At this time, the county magistrate Qi received a phone call, it seemed that something urgent had happened, and he hurriedly said goodbye and left.

As soon as the county magistrate left, Fang Zheng hurriedly closed the gate of the temple, and then called the disciples together and said: "Salted fish, if the government comes, you can cooperate with them." The rest of the people, no matter who asked, just said that I was not there! Well, the poor monk was really not there!"

A few disciples were just about to say something when they heard someone knocking on the door!

Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "No matter who wants to see me, just say that the poor monk is not there!"

After saying that, Fang Zheng ran to the backyard, and then secretly leaned on the wall to watch the situation.

The monkey and the other disciples looked helpless, but the monkey still went to open the gate of the temple. There were so many people listening to the lectures and looking at the stone monuments outside, but now that there are no salted fish, they naturally turn their eyes to look at Yizhi Temple.

If the door of the temple is kept closed, it will be a bit unauthentic.

As soon as the door opened, sure enough, a group of pilgrims poured in, and the incense rose into the sky like a green dragon in the sky, which was extremely conspicuous.

The disciples also got busy, selling incense, maintaining order, selling cuteness, and taking pictures...... It's a lot of fun.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: "It's okay, it's nothing." ”

However, before these words fell, Fang Zheng saw a strange man enter the temple.

This man had dark skin, frowned, and carried a large green canvas bag, which he pressed with one hand, as if it contained something very important!

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows, a little curious, thought about it, jumped off the wall, cast a dream, and walked out.

"Bai Yi said that the more people who die, the higher the reward. The closer the deceased is to the Founder, the higher the reward...... What if the Fang Zheng is blown up?" the voice of the white cloth still sounded in the man's ears, and his heart became more and more nervous after entering the Yizhi Temple, and he subconsciously pressed the canvas bag.

At this moment, a Buddha horn sounded in my ears.

"Amitabha, donor, do you need the help of the poor monks?"

The man's heart trembled, and he suddenly turned to look over, only to see a monk in white monk's robe who came behind him at some point. The man stared at Fang Zheng nervously, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, that fierce light, even a fool could see it!

However, Fang Zheng didn't seem to see it, and smiled: "Donor, do you need the help of the poor monk?"

"Yes!" the man said.

"Donor, please. "Founder Road.

The man's breathing was also a little rapid, obviously his spirit was extremely nervous, and he said in a low voice: "It's hard to say here, let's go to a place where no one is." ”

Fang Zheng nodded and said, "It's okay, let's go to the backyard." Salted fish, pure heart, you come over together, for the teacher to arrange for you. ”

When the man heard this, his breathing became even more rapid.

Fang Zheng still didn't seem to know, and then beckoned the man to walk to the backyard.

Salted fish and red boy saw that Fang Zheng ran out, and immediately felt strange. So they put down what they were doing and followed them to the backyard.

When he arrived in the backyard, Fang Zheng asked, "Donor, what do you have to say?" ”

The man raised his head slightly, looked at Fang Zheng with a fanatical expression, and was about to speak, when he heard Ouyang Fenghua's voice from outside the courtyard gate: "You come over for me! I tell you, you must apologize to Fang Zheng!"

"No...... It's nice to say, but it doesn't mean that you really know how to do it......" Chang Yun's voice rang out.

While talking, Ouyang Fenghua came with Chang Yun, and the two did not rush into the backyard rashly, but stood at the gate of the courtyard and wanted to shout something. As soon as I came, I saw Fang Zheng standing at the door......

Ouyang Fenghua suddenly smiled, "Master......"

The man saw that two more people were killed, and the smile on his face became even more hideous, he always remembered that the more people killed in the bombing, the more reward!

Almost at the same time, the man yelled, "For the glory of the Red Devils, you all die!"

At the same time as the man shouted, his hand, which was holding the canvas bag, pulled it out hard, and his middle finger was clasped with a silver iron ring! As soon as the iron ring was pulled, he wanted to detonate something!

Rumble!

The flames in the canvas bag lit up instantly, and a terrifying force was about to explode!

At that moment, Chang Yun and Ouyang Fenghua didn't react at all, but the other party pulled off the bomb, and the moment the bomb exploded, the two instinctively felt the coming of death, and their whole bodies were cold, like falling into an ice cave, as if they were going to die in the next moment! The two didn't have time to think about anything, and they couldn't even react, so they could only widen their eyes and wait for death...... Despair, desperation!

Almost at the same time, Fang Zheng patted the red boy's head, and the red boy grinned and opened his mouth!

The man had thought that the task was about to be overfulfilled, and his face was full of fanatical, crazy smiles!

However, his smile froze in the next moment!

Chang Yun and Ouyang Fenghua's horror also froze on their faces, and then turned into shock!

I saw that the red boy's mouth was wide open, and as soon as the flame in the cloth bag under his arm exploded the canvas bag, it turned into a tongue of fire and flew into the air, and then it spun around, and it all fell into the mouth of the little monk!

As for the iron filings and steel balls that were blown out of the explosion, it seemed that they had been drained of their strength, and they fell to the ground with a bang!

At that moment, the man was dumbfounded, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief. Bai Yi's words came to mind: "Although I don't know if Fang Zheng really knows how to do it, don't touch him." Go to Yizhi Mountain, blow up those ordinary people, and blow up a few kills. It would be better if he could blow up a few of his disciples. Remember, don't try to blow up Fangzheng! Don't touch him until we have accurate information!"

The man's heart was extremely bitter, he was greedy, but the information in white clothes was also wrong, not only did Fang Zheng have supernatural powers in this temple, but his disciples also had supernatural powers! This is not a temple at all, this is a Buddhist country!

"Donor, it seems that the poor monk can't die. In that case, how about going and sit on the side?" Fang Zheng pointed to the table and chair not far away.

The man looked at Fang Zheng with a complicated expression, then sighed, as if he had accepted his fate, followed Fang Zheng over, sat down on the chair mountain, and said, "The bomb can't kill you, what else can I do? ”

Fang Zheng smiled at Ouyang Fenghua, and then followed.