When they arrived at the shore, Li Er and the others also chased after them, stepped forward and grabbed Mei Changsu, who fell from the sky, to look up and down, and then glanced at a few of his thugs, not knowing what was bad.

"Mei Daochang, are you okay?"

Mei Changsu arched his hand around, "Thank you for your concern, everything is fine"

"It's okay, it's okay"

Niu Jinda circled around Mei Changsu a few times, and couldn't stop smacking his tongue, "Tsk, amazing, I didn't fall to my death when I jumped down so high, if I jumped in the enemy's camp during the time of the battle, hehe"

Hearing Niu Jinda say this, Li Er hurriedly patted him, "Jinda..."

Niu Jinda immediately realized what it meant, in front of so many people, it is better not to say this purpose, Lao Niu immediately shut up.

At this time, a group of people came from behind the crowd, and Li Yue'er, who was the leader, came up and saw that Mei Changsu was safe and sound, and went up to pick up his hair and beat him, "If you kid is disobedient, you can't stay honestly, and if you don't listen to it in the future, will you be disobedient?" ”

The tigress looked at the people around her, and she sympathized with Mei Changsu and the hawkers, how many sins such a violent woman usually suffers.

Mei Changsu didn't have any temper at all when he was beaten by Li Yue'er, and he held his head on the ground and begged for mercy again and again, "Uncle Shi, don't be tired of you, stop it"

After Li Yue'er was tired, she pinched her waist with one hand and panted, and pointed at Mei Changsu with the other, "Write me a 5,000-word check when I go back, and I will beat you if I don't write sincerely."

Xiaomei children's shoes nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, yes, must write"

"Hmph, even if you are diligent, you didn't fall, right?"

"Nope"

"If not, stand up, let's finish the show, it's time for the group of monks, go, I'm going to see if the monks can burn out the relics" After speaking, he turned around and ran to the place of the competition angrily.

When the monks saw the group of hawkers who came back from the transfer, their faces were like ashes, and even the famous monks who were recognized by Lao Yuan had a little more shock on their faces than Gu Jing Wubo.

The peddler took the lead and walked in front of the monks, "What's the matter, our performance is over, what else do the masters say?" ”

Fallin raised with one palm, "The national teacher's supernatural powers, I admire them"

"A sentence of admiration is over? If I'm not mistaken, it's time for you to perform, right? Come on, prepare a bonfire."

Li Erchong nodded to the guards, and one hundred and ten guards immediately went around looking for firewood, and it didn't take long for the firewood and grass to be ready, of course, the help of the people around who didn't think it was a big deal.

When the eight people are more than one person tall and the size of a bed are lined up, the monks can no longer be calm, and the disciples and grandchildren who are sitting behind the eight big monks in front of them cry and kowtow to the hawkers, "National teacher, we lose the gamble, you just let the masters go, please"

Seeing the monk crying so sadly, the hawker couldn't bear to look at it, closed his eyes, out of sight and out of mind, let's just get it.

"It's too late to admit defeat, you should have thought that there would be today's ending when you forced me to send my daughter-in-law to heaven, Master Farin, what are you waiting for? Come on, don't make me look down on you."

Fa Lin also knew that the time when she forced the hawker to participate in the gambling game was indeed a bit too much, and now she can only put her heart down, and she can only die as a big deal, just as the Buddha shines, and then after she died, she left behind such a half of relics, this gambling game is also a draw, and this turmoil will be calmed down, and she will not affect other fellow students, and she will also accumulate a great merit.

At that moment, the old man turned his head and scolded the monk behind him, "What are you crying about, the four major monks are empty, the master just saw the Buddha a day earlier than you, what is there to cry about, with such a kung fu, wouldn't it be better to recite the mantra of death for us a few more times?"

When the monks heard Farin say this, they wiped their tears, shouted "master" with deep affection, and then sat down again, and began to recite the mantra for the old monk in unison, hoping that the old man would die early and be reincarnated.

Seeing that the monks had calmed down, the vendor stretched out his hand to a few old monks, "Everyone, please"

Falin was helped to stand up, and the other seven monks who chose to accompany the old guy to live forever in the fire also stood up, turned around and bowed to the colleagues of the Buddha Gate in unison, "Amitabha"

Then Fa Lin said to Li Erye, "Your Majesty testifies, if we really have relics left, and hope that Your Majesty will be the master of Buddhism, this matter will be stopped, and the Buddha will keep a trace of incense, and the poor monks will definitely pray for Your Majesty in the Western Heavens."

Seeing the fearless spirit of the old monk, Li Er was not too stingy with a few dying people, "The mage is polite, if the ending is as the mage said, I will definitely deal with it impartially"

"Thank you, Your Majesty"

The old monk may be a little distrustful of Li Er, because this guy is too close to the peddler, and turned to look at the lively citizens around, "The poor monk begs you to be a witness, if today's gambling game is drawn, I hope you will do it for the sake of me, the dying person, and share some incense to the temple in the future, the poor monk begs you."

After saying that, the old guy knelt down, and kowtowed three times to the surrounding people who watched the excitement, most of the people who watched the excitement were ordinary people, and it was inevitable that they would have compassion, and they saw that the old guy said that it was quite pitiful, and they all said that they would definitely go to the temple to incense in the future.

A group of people couldn't stand the ink of the old monk, Li Yue'er jumped out from behind the hawker, "Oh, that bald donkey, you are still finished, the sun is about to go down, what is the ink, the old lady doesn't have as much time to go to heaven as you talk nonsense, hurry up, otherwise I will kill you all"

Fa Lin glanced at Li Yue'er, revealing a trace of compassion, which means that Li Yue'er is a woman who said this, if it were someone else, it would be estimated that the old man would definitely be angry.

After reading Li Yue'er, the old man with seven big bald heads folded his hands, chanted the Buddha number and walked on top of the eight bonfires, and sat cross-legged with a solemn face.

There were several soldiers with torches standing next to the campfire, waiting for the order to light the fire, and the peddler glanced at the eight monks again, his eyes lit up, and he walked quickly to one of them.

The monk who was closing his eyes and waiting for death felt that someone had arrived in front of him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was a peddler, and immediately said "Why, the poor monk is so honored to be able to see off the national teacher in person."

The vendor waved his hand, "No, I'm afraid of killing, I just see that the rosary on your neck is good, it's made of small leaf red sandalwood, it's weird and beautiful, you see you're dying, you can't use it, anyway, it's burned in a while, it's better to send it to me"

"Poof..."The old monk squirted a mouthful of old blood on the peddler's face, "Demon Dao, the poor monk will not let you go even if he dies, if you want a rosary, in the next life, hum"

After speaking, the old monk closed his eyes, there is nothing to love in this life, the hawker was unhappy, and went back angrily, what kind of person, clean and spoiled good things, Li Yue'er saw the hawker's action and quietly asked, "That thing is very valuable?" ”

"Well, I can make several bracelets, and I can buy you a sports car after selling it."

I heard that this thing is so expensive, the old monk actually dared not to give it to the hawker, his own sports car, and immediately Li Yue'er also worked hard "This dead thief is bald, hum, light the fire"

The soldiers glanced at Li Er, Li Er knew that his sister was also angry, nodded invisibly, and the soldiers threw the torch on the bonfire with a whoosh, "Whew" The fire rose into the air, instantly annihilating the eight monks! (To be continued.) )