(It's a new week again, everyone votes for a recommendation, so many words, there are no 10,000 total pushes, it's really Amitabha!) ）

"Donor, I can't help but look at you, Yintang is black, I'm afraid there will be a catastrophe!"

Just when Xiao Yi had just walked out of the blue waterfront and walked to a small street in front of him, a monk wearing a dirty yellow monk's robe, with an obese face, and a smile like Maitreya Buddha suddenly stopped in front of him and looked at him with a smile.

"A real monk?"

Xiao Yi looked at the monk in front of him in surprise, and looked straight at the nine extremely conspicuous ring scars on the top of his head, with his eyesight, he could see at a glance that these nine ring scars were really printed on his head, not some fake monks in order to show their authority and professionalism, bought and used for acting, deceptive.

This year, the monk appeared on the street, and he was not a strange stranger, especially in G City, an international metropolis, after he came over, he also saw a lot of people wearing monk's robes, putting their hands together to recommend what Buddha opened the light jade pendant, peace charms and the like, or even directly recited Amitabha Buddha, to passers-by.

But like this, the real monk with nine bright ring scars, he really rarely saw it, so many years, he has only seen one in the world-famous Shaolin Temple and India.

"Amitabha, the monk is naturally a real monk, donor, I look at your face, your fortune today, it's really not good, there will be a huge blood light disaster!"

The monk raised his hand and closed his head, and then raised his head again, and said to Xiao Yi with an extremely stern expression.

Not to mention, this monk looks like a smiling Maitreya, but this Heshi really has a bit of the image of a Buddha, a bit of the momentum of a monk, if it were an ordinary person, he might really involuntarily believe his words, and then answer his words, and sincerely ask him to resolve this catastrophe.

But it's a pity that he met Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi has never believed in gods and ghosts, let alone these so-called half-immortals, so-called Jianghu warlocks, compared to some so-called mysterious things, he believes in his own eyes and hands.

If he is willing, he will go out by himself, he will be an immortal, not a half-immortal, he will go out and look at the other party, he will report the other party's illness, saying that the other party's symptoms, the other party will definitely treat him as a god.

However, Xiao Yi looked at the monk with a solemn and solemn expression, but he did not directly veto him, but a hint of banter appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Then may I ask the master, how should I resolve it?" ”

"According to what the poor monk sees, the donor should live in the school today."

The monk didn't seem to notice the playful look on Xiao Yi's face at all, and said seriously, "The donor should live in the school for the past two days, and it is advisable to stay in the school every inch. ”

"The master knows I'm a student? Know which school I'm in? ”

Listening to the monk's words, Xiao Yi's face showed a look of surprise, and then the banter in the corners of his eyes became even more powerful.

"The poor monk doesn't know, but the Buddha knows."

The monk was stunned for a moment, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but only for a moment, his expression remained unchanged again.

"So, this time the master came to resolve this calamity, and he also served the Buddha's will?"

The banter in Xiao Yi's eyes became even stronger.

"Exactly, my Buddha is compassionate, Amitabha!"

The monk didn't seem to see the banter in Xiao Yi's eyes at all, and he joined Shi again.

"It seems that I should really thank the Buddha, should I go back and burn a few more pillars of incense in your boat and donate some incense money."

Xiao Yi seemed to be smiling, looking at the monk, and in his tone, it was no longer the same as before, but more sarcastic.

"That's not necessary, the Buddha crosses sentient beings, not for incense, if the donor is grateful to the Buddha, just remember my Buddha in your heart."

The monk shook his head.

Well?

Hearing the monk's words, Xiao Yi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, isn't this monk really a warlock, a deceitful magic stick?

But immediately, he shook his head, he didn't believe that this monk would come up for no reason, say a nonsense word, and snorted secretly in his heart, it seems that this monk is not small, this place is not far from the blue waterfront, does he think that he is a rich man who lives on the blue waterfront, and he can't look down on a few small money, is he want to put a long line to hang a big fish? Do a big picture? ,

Yes, it must be so.

Hmph, but, monk, this time, you've got the wrong person.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Xiao Yi's mouth.

"In this way, I will thank the Buddha, if I am really said by the master today and escape the catastrophe, I will definitely repay the master well in the future."

Xiao Yi looked at the monk lightly.

"Amitabha, the donor doesn't have to be polite, just play the donor and don't go out of the school for these two days, and he will definitely be able to escape."

The monk was polite again.

"I must listen to the master's advice, I won't go out of the school, do you have any other instructions from the master? If not, I'll go to school. ”

This monk is really good at pretending, and he hides it so deeply, if it weren't for me today, someone else would definitely have been recruited by him, thinking so in his heart, Xiao Yi said cautiously.

"Go ahead, good luck to the benefactor!"

Hearing Xiao Yi's words, the monk's eyes were overjoyed, but it was only for a moment, and he hurriedly restored the solemn appearance of the treasure.

As I expected!

Although the change in the corner of the monk's eyes was only for a moment, he did not escape Xiao Yi, who had been paying attention to him carefully, he wanted to play a trick on this charlatan, and did not directly expose him, but said, "Goodbye, master." Then he continued straight towards the school.

Stinky monk, I want to see what kind of tricks you can play.

While walking, the corners of Xiao Yi's mouth floated with a faint sneering smile.

He is very annoying about this and the warlocks, this is a charlatan, usually murder without seeing blood, and often deceive people to bankrupt their families, and often say a few ambiguous words, it will deceive people in panic, make people sleepless, and don't know the taste of food, if he doesn't meet it, forget it, but since he is so ignorant, he deceived him, then he will never be polite!

Imagine that when this, the monk's overall situation in the future is opened step by step, and finally he directly reverses him, this, the look on the monk's face, Xiao Yi's mood, can't help but start to get better.

But the monk obviously didn't know Xiao Yi's thoughts, and looked at Xiao Yi's back gradually moving away, until he disappeared at the corner of a street in front of him, he finally couldn't help but put down Heshi's hand anymore, with a smile on his face, and muttered something that surprised all passers-by! . ）