Ling Yang rubbed his hands, shouted, and used all his strength to wield the sapper shovel, but he only made a shallow white mark on the frozen solid ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oh, I'll go, play hard with me, I really don't believe it"

Ling Yang seemed to really hate Zheng Zhexiu, and threw the sapper shovel on the ground casually, and did not hesitate to use his ability to transform into the form of an "iron-walled Arhat", first bombarding the ground with both fists continuously, breaking the frozen soil layer on the surface like a loose cake, and then breaking the stone tablet with one elbow, smashing it up, and not forgetting to greet Luo Tu: "Team Luo, what are you standing there in a daze, why don't you go and cut down the tree"

Luo Tu hesitated: "This seems to be too much, I heard the old man say: it is better to demolish ten temples than to destroy one tomb."

"Amitabha"

An old voice interrupted Luo Tu's words, and said slightly angrily: "Destroying people's ancestral tombs is already intolerable and decent, why do you want to demolish the temple, aren't you obviously bullying monks?"

The person who spoke seemed to be far away from here, but his body was not slow, and his voice became clearer and clearer, and the person was getting closer and closer. Only then did Luo Tu see the person who came, it turned out to be an old monk in a robe, cloth clothes and shoes, and a long beard fluttering under his chin, looking quite like a Taoist monk.

Ling Yang looked at the old monk in surprise. Because of such a distance, the old monk was able to hear Luo Tu's words, which was not only the realm of extraordinary ear power, but also pushed away, and it could almost be concluded that he was a master, so that he could cultivate his ears and eyes.

Ling Yang guessed in his heart that it was probably because he used his ability and the inadvertent fluctuation of his ability that attracted the old monk. Seeing the old monk's profound and compassionate appearance, he kept accusing Ling Yang and Luo Tu in his mouth. Ling Yang said unhappily: "Who are you, it's not your second uncle who is buried in the grave, the strife and strife between the laity in our red dust, what kind of coaxing are you a monk with?"

The old monk looked at Ling Yang's alienated arm, seemed to be very surprised, and said with his palms: "Poor monk Yuantong, I listen to the accents of the two little friends, it seems that they are also from China, and they don't know how to come here and do such evil things that hurt heaven and reason."

Ling Yang said disdainfully: "Young Zhuang doesn't work hard, grow up to do express delivery." Master, you are obviously fooling me for being uneducated, how can there be a monk who takes the name of the courier and you Yuantong, why am I still Shentong?"

"You fart" The old monk was furious, but he quickly suppressed it, counted the prayer beads in his hand and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk has committed the vows of anger, please don't be surprised, they are all angry by this kid"

Ling Yang saw that the old monk appeared strangely, and he came from a nearby temple, and he couldn't figure out the old monk's intention for a while, so he said tentatively: "The master doesn't burn incense and worship the Buddha in the temple, and he ran to the cemetery in the middle of the night, do you just want to tell me that you are doing courier"

Yuantong pronounced a Buddha horn and patiently explained: "Monks don't lie. The old man was meditating in the temple when he suddenly felt the aura of the donor's strange energy, so he rushed over to take a look. I didn't expect to meet the donor who was robbing the grave and digging the grave, so I wanted to persuade the donor, don't do this kind of evil thing, the sea of bitterness is boundless, turn back is the shore, and the donor will learn to let go"

"Why do you want to put it down" Ling Yang raised his fist and said in a threatening manner: "If I insist on not letting go, what can you do to me?"

Yuantong smiled and said: "I can't do anything to you, at most I just call the police"

Ling Yang laughed: "What can you do if you call the police, by the time the police come, I have already run away without a trace, and you don't know what my surname is, and you don't let me get away with it."

Yuantong smiled silently, suddenly lifted the hem of the robe, took out a crazy mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and took a few photos of Ling Yang, only then in Ling Yang's dull gaze, he put the mobile phone into his arms: "The evidence is conclusive, what the donor's surname is called, it no longer matters"

Ling Yang was furious when he saw this: "You dare to yin me, you are a monk, you don't learn that the four are empty, and you use the incense money donated by believers to buy crazy mobile phones, I must go to the Shaolin Temple head office to complain about you"

Yuantong took two steps forward and picked up the sapper shovel that Ling Yang had discarded on the ground: "Two donors, it's cold in the middle of the night, it's better to put down the work at hand for a while, go to Lao Gao's Zen temple to have a look, and drink a cup of hot tea, it's good."

Ling Yang just wanted to refuse, but Luo Tu had already agreed first, glanced at Ling Yang, and signaled to find out the bottom of Yuantong first. Otherwise, if there is a conflict between the two sides, God knows if there will be a large number of masters hidden in the temple, and if you are careless, you are likely to suffer.

Luo Tu casually said a perfunctory sentence, but did not agree to go to the temple as a guest, but arched his hand and said: "We two brothers, because we have some grievances with the Zheng family, so we came to vent our personal anger." Since the master doesn't like it, let's leave. ”

Ling Yang knew that tonight's plan to dig the ancestral grave had come to naught, so he put away his ability technique in frustration, snorted coldly, turned around and wanted to leave, and walked past Yuantong's side, but Ling Yang suddenly made a move, shook hands as claws, and grabbed Yuantong's chest like lightning, wanting to snatch the phone and destroy the evidence.

Yuantong seemed to have expected that Ling Yang would be like this, and he had already raised his vigilance, his body suddenly slid backwards, his feet did not touch the ground, and his knees did not bend at all, just like that, he swept backwards with a distance of five or six meters, his body was chic and natural. Luo Tu's eyes tightened, and he saw that Yuantong was an unfathomable master, although he didn't feel it for the time being, there was any aura of ability on Yuantong's body, just showing this hand was enough to rank among the top masters in the rivers and lakes, so he hurriedly called Ling Yang, not wanting Ling Yang to entangle with Yuantong again.

Ling Yang couldn't strike a blow, and he also knew that Yuantong was extraordinary, but he still shouted unrelentingly: "Old bald donkey, you hurry up and hand over your love madness, and we will clear up from now on." If not, see if I don't knock out dozens of big bags on your big bald head, I'll be with your surname Yuan"

Yuantong pretended to be surprised and said: "What love crazy mobile phone, I don't have a mobile phone"

Ling Yang gritted his teeth with hatred, and pointed to the clothes on Yuantong's chest, which happened to be in the shape of a mobile phone: "What is this?"

Yuantong replied confidently: "This is the chest"

Ling Yang said indignantly: "The whole world is that your chest is rectangular, don't you say that your family doesn't dare to talk nonsense, I see your ability to talk nonsense with your eyes open, just like the crops in the south, three crops a year, without a break."

Yuantong laughed, like a cat and mouse, took out his mobile phone from his arms, and suddenly threw it at Ling Yang without warning. Ling Yang was caught off guard, subconsciously reached out to catch it, and stayed for a long time before he doubted: "What do you mean by this?"

Yuantong clasped his palms together and said: "Don't you want it, since you want it, I'll give it to you, there is no other meaning, being a man, sometimes it's that simple"

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