The muscles on the fat monk's face twitched slightly, as if he was about to have a seizure, but in the end he endured it. He looked at the "bald" for a long time, raised his head and looked calm, and asked Hua Feiying: "I don't know what the female priest wants to ask?" ”

"Ask about the future." Hua Feiying said.

Su Can, who was watching coldly, nodded secretly, this monk's concentration is not bad. Seeing that he is just a little demon patrolling the mountains, just a sentinel arranged by Shaolin, he already has such a bearing, it can be seen that Shaolin in the north and south is indeed talented.

Thousands of years of martial arts, Shaolin, worthy of the name!

The monk nodded slightly and said, "The word donor is not good, and the future is worrying." You see, he is the general name of the grain of the world, and it is a vegetable and a meal; It is furniture such as coffee tables and dinner tables. And this word is not oily, it is a 'vegetarian meal' vegetarian dish. He is on a few days, just a dish of the monks. It seems that Shaolin in Fujian has eaten this 'vegetarian meal'! You came all the way and sent a plate of 'vegetarian meals' to the monk to eat, and you said, are you a donor? ”

'Vegetarian meal' and 'Su Can' are homophonic, the meaning of this monk is obviously to say that Shaolin Temple has eaten Su Can.

Su Can, who was listening on the side, laughed instead of being angry, this monk really has a bit of quick wisdom and eloquence.

"It's good." Hua Feiying said, "It's a pity that I'm not asking about my own future, but about your future master!" ”

"My future, blessed by the Buddha of Freedom. Amitabha Buddha ...... "The monk won for a while, and recited with his palms together.

Hua Feiying sneered: "Judging from this bald word, I'm afraid that your Buddha won't be able to bless you." ”

"What do you mean by that?" The monk asked.

Hua Feiying pointed to the bald character and said loudly: "He is a seedling." It should have been born in the earth. But now underneath it is a few, a few wood. He is on the wood, master, you have broken the roots! ”

The Shicai monk said that Su Can was a dish of Shaolin in Fujian, and Hua Feiying was naturally angry, but it was not good to directly scold these monks for cutting off their children and grandchildren, so he had to say that he had broken his roots.

The monk's actions were just to confirm whether the person who came was a member of the beggar gang, and now the goal has been achieved. will no longer be entangled with the flower flying shadow. Another clasp of his hands said: "Good, good." Although the rain is wide, it does not moisten the grass without roots, and the Buddhism is difficult for people who are not good. Donor, go on a tour of the mountains and rivers. The road ahead is bumpy. Good self-cherishing. ”

Hua Feiying has always been sharp-toothed. Be strong and competitive. Today, I had a verbal fight with this monk, and the surroundings were densely packed, surrounded by people watching the excitement. Right now. didn't take advantage of her lips, how could she be willing to give up? She was about to continue to attack, but saw the monk's right arm suddenly flung out, and the fat palm was touching the buttocks of a curly-haired beauty beside her.

The curly-haired beauty was in her early twenties, with clear eyebrows. She was watching the excitement with relish, when she thought that the monk's salty pig hand suddenly stretched out!

"What are you doing?!" The curly-haired beauty was shocked and hurriedly stepped back to the side. Unexpectedly, the monk crooked the corners of his mouth and eyes, waved his left hand, and chased after him like a shadow.

This time it's even more powerful, it's a chest attack!

The crowd of onlookers couldn't help but be surprised when they saw that this monk had just been dignified and opened his mouth to open his mouth to the Dharma and close his mouth to be compassionate, and now he was attacking the female tourist with an obscene face, and then changed to a look of disdain, and retreated one after another, avoiding it.

There were only a few male tourists, who seemed to be people from the rivers and lakes, and after they reacted, they were about to step forward with a roar, but they saw that the curly-haired beauty shot like electricity, snapped, and slapped the monk four times in a row!

"Dead bald donkey, dare to tease my aunt!" The curly-haired beauty is quick and clean, and she is also a martial artist.

The monk originally raised his hand to block, but when his arm was raised in the air, he inexplicably froze, and took the other party's four palms with his cheek. His face was already fat, and he received a few heavy blows, and when he landed, he was swollen like a pig's head. After four palms, he covered his cheeks and shouted indistinctly: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding......"

The onlookers shook their heads and talked about it. This monk just now proclaimed the Buddha's horn and spit lotus flowers, looking like a monk, who knows, but he is a demon in the color, a scum of Buddhism.

This sudden change was much more unexpected than Hua Feiying and Liu Mingzhi. They turned their heads to look at Su Can, but saw Su Can standing on a mountain rock a few steps away with He Qingzhi in his arms, pushing the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose with a gloating expression.

Obviously, it was Su Can who did it. He saw that Hua Feiying failed to win, so he could only secretly make a bad move, and asked the monk to make a big fool. Although this is a bit unkind, it is also the monk's provocation first.

It's just that the curly-haired beauty who was shot while lying in the cellar and heat stroke while sleeping in the refrigerator! Sure enough, onlookers are risky, and beauties need to be cautious.

The aura in Su Can's body is not good enough to subdue the martial arts master in the air now, but it is nine times out of ten to deal with these third-rate characters at close range.

For the first time, he pointed at the monk's right hand with invisible spiritual power, and the monk was unprepared, and the salty pig hand touched the buttocks of the beautiful woman next to him with a swing; The second time, while Su Can pushed the monk's left hand, he used another aura to point the monk's face acupoint, so the monk made an obscene appearance with crooked mouth and eyes.

It's just that none of the people present saw it. Who would have thought that there would be such a master in the world who could control the movements of others in the air?

"Misunderstanding?!" The curly-haired beauty was still angry, and jumped in front of the monk's eyes with a wrong step, and pointed like a knife, and cut down on the monk's neck again!

"The girl has something to say, and she moves slowly!" In the oblique stab, a powerful arm stretched out and pinched the wrist of the curly-haired beauty accurately.

"Shaolin grappler!" Everyone looked at it, but it was a thin old monk in a red robe, who rescued the fat monk in time.

The curly-haired beauty withdrew her arm and snorted, "Shaolin monk, there is no good thing." You wait, I'm going to go to the old monk to ask for an explanation! With that, he turned around and walked angrily towards the mountain, not stopping.

The red-clothed old monk frowned, looked at the fat monk and asked, "Du'e, what's going on?" ”

Without waiting for the monk named Du Er to speak, Hua Feiying grinned and said, "He touched the buttocks of the beautiful woman just now, and the beautiful woman gave him four ear scrapers." No matter how hungry you are, you can't flirt with other girls in public. Alas, the monks' rituals are shattered......"

There was a burst of laughter all around.

The red-clothed old monk raised his eyelids and glanced at Hua Feiying, then turned around and asked, "Is this the case, Du'er?" ”

"Uncle Nengxiu...... I was framed." Doe wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and his eyes wandered around, trying to find out who framed him. But there are countless visitors around, half of them are martial arts people, how does he know that it is the white-haired Taoist who is the bad one, or the evil looking man?

Neng Xiu's eyes also glanced around, and finally said to Du Er with an expressionless face: "Let's talk about it when we go back to the mountain." (To be continued......)