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"I don't know. [愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】"Wanzhong looked dazed.

The fat man pouted and smiled when he heard this, and tilted his head at Nanfeng, "Tell him." ”

Nanfeng was not very satisfied with the fat man's publicity, and he didn't cooperate, pretending to be stunned, "What?"

The fat man was bored, so he was not depressed, smacking his tongue and glaring.

Demolishing the stage also depends on the occasion, and it is obviously not suitable to laugh at this time, so Nanfeng said in a low voice, "You can think about it, if your identity is revealed, they will arrest you and put you on the altar." ”

Seeing that the south wind was in danger, the fat man saved his face, raised his hand and pinched a few short mustaches under his chin, "Yes." ”

The two sang and harmonized, and they were confused one by one, and they were very curious, and they stopped drinking the wine, and looked at Nanfeng suspiciously, "This brother, who are you masters?"

"I'm not a master, he is. Nanfeng pointed at the fat man, "Do you still know anything about Buddhism?"

"That's Tuhun state religion, and I used to transform into a human form to listen to the mage's lectures. Wan Zhongyi said.

"Do you know the Jizo King Bodhisattva?" asked Nanfeng again.

"Of course I know, it was one of the four great bodhisattvas in front of the Buddha. Wan Zhong looked the fat man up and down, "This brother has been taught by the Bodhisattva?"

The fat man snorted coldly and tilted his head to look away.

Seeing him like this, Nanfeng kicked his heart, but with outsiders in front of him, he couldn't embarrass him, so he could only say, "I won't hide the truth from you, he is the king of Jizo." ”

Wan Zhong listened to them one by one, frowned, looked at Nanfeng, and then looked at the fat man, his eyes were not suspicious, but not at all.

Seeing this, Nanfeng could only say again, "We don't have to deceive you, he is really the reincarnation of the King of the Earth Bodhisattva, but the spiritual platform has not been swept, the Buddha's light has not appeared, and his Diting Divine Beast is in the forest by the lake at this time." ”

Hearing Nanfeng say this, Wanzhong's expression turned into half-belief, "The Bodhisattva is a monk, how can he ......?"

"Why, I like to shave my head bald, and I keep my hair if I want to. The fat man was not very successful, and he was not very happy, "I told you that these are to make decisions for you, and I am not asking you anything, you also tried it by the lake just now, and hit me twice, but did you hurt me?"

Wan Zhong hurriedly picked up the wine jar when he heard the words, drank a few sips in succession, and put down his breath, "There is indeed a truth under the Bodhisattva's seat, and according to legend, the truth can distinguish the good and evil in the world......

"It's not right now, drink it. The fat man interrupted Wan Zhongyi's words.

Wan Zhongyi drank again, drank a few sips and then put down the wine jar and spoke, "If you are really a bodhisattva, can you save me ......?"

The fat man waved his hand again, "I'll talk about it later, drink quickly." ”

Wanzhong drank again and again, took a few sips and put it down, and was interrupted by the fat man just as he wanted to speak, "Why are you so verbose?"

I gasped. Wan Zhongyi picked up the wine jar and drank it all in one gulp before putting down the wine jar.

"Are you drunk?" asked the fat man.

"Wait, and get drunk. Wan Zhongyi replied.

"Okay, then wait. The fat man picked up the bowl and drank the rest of the wine inside, "By the way, I forgot to ask you, do you go crazy when you're drunk?"

Wan Zhongyi burped, "That's not going to happen, it's just going to sleep." ”

The fat man was relieved, and yawned, he had not slept well last night, and now he had reached a warm place, and he began to feel sleepy.

After a while, Wan Zhongyi lay on the stone table.

"Wake up. The fat man reached out and pushed.

Wan Zhongyi didn't respond.

"It's also sincere, and I believe it after listening to a few words from you. Nanfeng said.

"I didn't tell him. The fat man yawned again, "What are you looking for?"

"Isn't the princess here?" Nanfeng glanced at the fat man, signaling that Wan Zhongyi was only asleep at this time, and he was not completely drunk.

The fat man understood, and said, "Since he believes in me, I can't lose him, if he really fades away from the demonic spirit, I will let the emperor agree to their marriage, and it will also be regarded as a merit." ”

"The master raises his noble hand, spare me. Murong Feng begged in the corner.

The fat man turned his head when he heard this, "What this and that, he has made a great contribution to you, your father has agreed to the marriage of the two of you, just because he is not good-looking, you hate him, what is called judging people by appearance, you are called judging people by appearance, you have to reflect." ”

The fat man said righteous words, Nanfeng frowned secretly when he heard it, this guy really said one thing and did another, if he didn't judge people by his appearance, he wouldn't have looked forward and backward when he chose marriage, trembling, and finally chose twelve not what he wanted to choose, but bad luck.

Seeing Nanfeng's strange expression, the fat man tilted his head and asked, "What's wrong, am I not right?"

"Yes, I'm worried about whether Murong Lu will believe that you are the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, and your current words and deeds are not like those of a monk. Nanfeng said.

When the fat man heard this, he stood up and rolled up his sleeves, "Eh, I don't understand, which stipulates that the senior monk must sit with his eyebrows down, which stipulates that the senior monk must have a face of mercy, and which stipulates that the senior monk must have an unfathomable posture, and cannot have the slightest popularity?"

"Why are you going to fight with someone?" Nanfeng answered.

Hearing this, the fat man sat back, "Their opinion is wrong, if you want me to do that, you might as well kill me, besides, I am a bodhisattva, not a monk, do you know why I can become a bodhisattva, just because I am different from those monks, they are vulgar." ”

"Good, good, you're good. Nanfeng laughed.

The fat man rarely said so much, and when he said it, he felt comfortable and his anger was smooth, so he looked at Wan Zhongyi, looked at Wan Zhongyi and then looked at Nanfeng, meaning to ask him if Wan Zhongyi was asleep.

Nanfeng nodded, Wan Zhongyi was on his right, very close, he could clearly hear Wan Zhongyi's breathing, Wan Zhongyi's breathing slowed down significantly.

"Has the demonic spirit faded away?" the fat man asked.

"It should be. Nanfeng said.

"Don't you should, this is not a joke, you have to be sure, if the little king comes out, my sin will be great. The fat man looked back at Murong Feng.

Murong Feng had been cried by the fat man before, and when he turned around and heard him say this, he cried even more miserably.

"You wait here, I'll call Zhuge Chanjuan. Southwind stood up.

"What are you looking for her for, you can't do anything about it?" asked the fat man.

"It's not open-air. The south wind turned and walked out of the cave.

When he arrived at the top of the mountain, he summoned the eighth master over and drove him back to the west bank.

Murong Lu and the others were waiting anxiously, and when they saw him returning, they hurriedly greeted him, "Real person, how is it?"

"You ever tried to poison Wanzhongyi?" Nanfeng asked with a frown.

"This ...... This ......"

Seeing Murong Lu's expression, Nanfeng knew in his heart that Wan Zhongyi was not lying, Murong Lu and the others had indeed tried to poison it.

"How's it going?" Zhuge Chanjuan came closer.

"Follow me to the island. Nanfeng pulled Zhuge Chanjuan and put it on the back of the eighth master, "Where is Lao Bai, pick it up too." ”

"Real people. Murong Lu shouted below.

"Send someone to hurry up and invite a few knowledgeable monks in the country to welcome the Bodhisattva. Nanfeng said to Murong Lu.

When the eighth master picked up Lao Bai, Zhuge Chanjuan took the opportunity to ask, "What's wrong?"

Nanfeng had a clear mind and told Zhuge Chanjuan the outline of what happened before, and Zhuge Chanjuan was puzzled after listening to it, "The fat man is really the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva?"

"You don't know?" asked Nanfeng rhetorically.

"Did you tell me?" asked Zhuge Chanjuan rhetorically.

"I should have said, but you didn't remember. "Nanfeng is not very sure.

Fortunately, Zhuge Chanjuan didn't dwell too much on this matter, "If he reveals his identity on a whim, will it cause him trouble?"

Nanfeng shook his head, "It shouldn't be any trouble, but it will attract a group of believers, if you don't talk about this stubble, I haven't reacted yet, this guy may not be on a whim, but deliberately revealing his identity." ”

"Why?" Zhuge Chanjuan was puzzled.

"You might want to be a protector of Tuhun mage. Nanfeng laughed. The fat man has a loyal face, giving people the impression that he has no scheming, and he may indeed have no scheming, but he still has his eyes.

While the two were talking, the eighth master flew to the lonely peak, and this time he landed directly on the rocky beach in front of the cave, and when he saw them coming, the fat man came out of the cave.

"How's it going?" asked Nanfeng.

"I'm still sleeping, and I haven't become a king. The fat man said.

The group entered the cave, and Nanfeng pointed to Wanzhong and Chong Zhuge Chanjuan to explain the situation, and asked, "Is there any way to determine whether it has completely faded away from the alien atmosphere." ”

"You can prick holes. Zhuge Chanjuan said.

"This can't be done. Nanfeng shook his head, the acupoints and meridians of the alien transformation into human beings will be slightly different from people, but this is just a different kind of shallow Taoism, the Taoism is deep, and the acupoints are the same as people.

"Dripping blood. Zhuge Chanjuan said again.

"It's not a confession, what are you doing with blood?" the fat man interjected.

"Does a drop of blood work?"

"Yes, heterogeneous blood is different from humans, and if its blood is fused with human blood, then it means that it is no different from humans. Zhuge Chanjuan explained.

"If his blood is the same as that of a human, is the child born the same as a human?" The fat man was most worried about clicking on the wrong mandarin duck spectrum and giving birth to a mixed-race monster.

"Yes. Zhuge Chanjuan nodded, "The heir is a bloodline inheritance, if its blood is the same as that of a human, it will not give birth to a different kind of heir." ”

"That's it, let's try it. The fat man urged.

This method is also very simple, a bowl of wine, take a drop of blood in ten thousand, and then take a drop of fat blood.

"Why don't you get along?" the fat man was nervous, and the two drops of blood were two separate drops in the wine.

Zhuge Chanjuan didn't answer, poured wine, poured a bowl again, and took one blood in ten thousand, this time it was mixed with the blood of the south wind, and it didn't mix.

"It's over. "Fat people are so frustrated.

"There can be no rush to assert. Zhuge Chanjuan shook her head, "The blood of people is not the same, your blood does not blend with it, maybe the blood of others will blend." ”

The two of them didn't understand very well, but with Zhuge Chanjuan there, they didn't need to understand too much, they just watched quietly.

Then Zhuge Chanjuan tried it with her own blood, but it still didn't work.

"Why don't I go catch a king and come back and try it?" the fat man looked frustrated.

Zhuge Chanjuan ignored him, walked to the corner of the wall and picked Murong Feng's blood, melted, and the two drops of blood slowly melted into one drop from the wine.

"It's people. Zhuge Chanjuan spilled the bowl of wine.

"Could it be a mistake?" the fat man was not reassured.

In order to reassure him, Zhuge Chanjuan tried again, but it was still harmonious.

"It's human, and there's no going wrong. Zhuge Chanjuan is very sure.

"Isn't blood all used to recognize relatives, but it can also be used to recognize people. "The fat man has gained knowledge.

"It's easy to make a mistake by dripping blood, but if a child follows his father's blood and tries his mother's blood, the blood will not blend, and vice versa. Zhuge Chanjuan said.

"Can you be sure that the two of them are biological mother and son?" asked Nanfeng.

"Who do you want to try?" asked Zhuge Chanjuan rhetorically.

"It's a long story. Nanfeng said, he thought of Liu Ruyan and Seventh Brother Mo Li, who were away from the Fire Palace.

Zhuge Chanjuan didn't ask, but said, "It's not difficult, even if the child's bloodline follows the father, I have a way to determine whether they are mother and son." ”

"That's good. Nanfeng nodded, and turned to point to Wanzhongyi, "Wake him up." ”

"Killing chickens with knives, isn't it just waking up. Zhuge Chanjuan was reluctant to do it.

When the fat man heard this, he went out with an empty wine jar and came back with lake water, and splashed a bowl of cold water, "Wake up, get up and be a groom......" reading, a better reading experience.