Chen Fan rode the white tiger and slowly wanted to go south, on the way to see Chen Fan's people, have knelt down to worship, Chen Fan is not polite, anyway, it is a missionary in the lower realm, stealing the faith of other Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, Chen Fan is not afraid, so Chen Fan saw people and handed them a copy of "How Difficult Sutra" and a peace charm, someone invited Chen Fan to be a guest Chen Fan is not polite, after eating, he lived in the town for a day or two, set up a stall to see a doctor for free, those poor people came after hearing about it, and some of them used a cart to push their old mother and father to come, This scene made Chen Fan's heart sour.

At that time, there were not a few children who beat their parents, some people were even worse, in their own eyes, the parents who had raised themselves all their lives did not enter a dog or a cat, Chen Fan saw it with his own eyes, a neighbor's mother came to him and said that his father was sick, let him drive his father to see the disease, and finally he yelled, drove his mother back, and soon he went out in the rain, Chen Fan saw him and asked him what he was doing, he said that his golden hair was sick, and he wanted to be injected, thinking of this Chen Fan shook his head and didn't know what happened to the world.

After about a month or so, Chen Fan came to Shanghai, and on the way, he also met robbers or warlords who came to rob Chen Fan's robe, but in the end, Chen Fan taught them a lesson, did not hurt their lives, and left.

Looking at the buildings in front of him, the crowds coming and going, it was very lively, this was Shanghai Beach in the eyes of others, prosperous, and money everywhere, but Chen Fan's eyes narrowed, because Chen Fan saw dozens of powerful ghosts alone, and the werewolves and vampires in the West were also nowhere to hide under Chen Fan's eyes, "It's getting more and more interesting." Chen Fan muttered.

"Master, do you sell this robe?" Chen Fan was thinking about it, and suddenly a young man walked up to Chen Fan and asked.

"Amitabha, the donor has found the wrong person, but the poor monk reminded the donor, there are some dirty things in the donor's house, be careful recently, see each other is fate, the poor monk sent the donor a charm to ward off evil spirits." Chen Fan said as he took out one from his arms, handed it to him, and left.

Before he had gone far, the young man chased after him again and said, "Master, are you telling the truth?" The man panicked.

"Isn't it true that the donor doesn't know? When the poor monk sees that your eyes are black and your body is contaminated with evil energy, do you think the poor monk is lying to you? You wear the amulet to sleep tonight, try it. After saying that, Chen Fan left again, because Chen Fan saw a vampire sitting in the car with a girl in his arms.

Seeing that the car was about to start, Chen Fan snorted coldly, "Do you think you can walk away?" After speaking, Chen Fan raised the tin staff and fell down violently, only to see that the car was lifted up by the raised stones.

"Damn, Jace, go down and see, who's causing trouble, you're about to enjoy a wonderful dinner, and I'm not glad to be disturbed at this time." A middle-aged white man said to the young man behind the car.

"Yes, Lord Count." After speaking, he opened the car door, looked around, and found Chen Fan, when he saw Chen Fan, there was a cold sweat behind him, I don't know why, I always felt that the monk who was looking towards this side could easily take his own life, and quickly fled back to the car, and said: "Lord Earl, look, north, monk, hurry, let's run away, the Buddhist cultivation of the East." Jace was visibly frightened.

Chen Fan not only walked towards this side without being busy, but before he walked to the side, the two hurriedly threw out the car and wanted to escape, "Can you escape?" After Chen Fan finished speaking, he shot out two silver dollars, don't pierce the heart directly, and the two of them directly disappeared, this movement naturally caused a lot of panic, and the ghosts and monsters fled everywhere, including people, of course, those vampires and werewolves who were indistinguishable from people took the opportunity to escape, Chen Fan did not chase them, the most effective way was to directly turn their European hometown upside down, and no one would dare to step into Shenzhou at that time.

Chen Fan walked into the car and recited a mantra, and the girl slowly woke up, "Amitabha, the female benefactor should be careful in the future, the last few days have not been peaceful, it is best to stay at home and not come out." After Chen Fan finished speaking, it was almost dark, Chen Fan wanted to find a place to spend the night, and there were more ghosts that came out to move out at night.

Chen Fan slowly came to a noodle restaurant and said, "Amitabha, can the donor give a bowl of somen to a poor monk?" ”

After hearing this, the boss below raised his eyes and saw that it was a monk, wearing an extraordinary robe, looking compassionate, and looking like a monk, so he hurriedly said: "Master come in and sit, it's a little cold outside, you wait a minute, I will bring these bowls of noodles to them, and then I will make noodles with the master." ”

"Thank you so much, donor." Chen Fan saluted, sat down slowly, and soon the noodles came, Chen Fan was about to eat, there were suddenly dark clouds outside, and the sound of footsteps was heard, and he didn't see anything, the boss quickly closed the door, the lights were extinguished, and everyone seemed to know, so frightened that they didn't dare to make a sound.

"Amitabha, I don't know why the donor is like this." Chen Fan was a little puzzled, he didn't smell the smell of demons, and he closed the door for some reason.

"Shhh, the master is quiet, it's the Axe Gang coming, listening to their footsteps, you know that there are still a lot of people, and they will die again." The boss whispered.

After hearing this, Chen Fan asked in his heart: "System, how can there be an axe gang, listening to the sound seems to be the neat footsteps in kung fu." That kind of very magical footsteps, Chen Fan can't forget it after hearing it.

"Doesn't the host get it yet? This is the Republic of China, and the system didn't say that it was that film and television. ”

Chen Fan was speechless after hearing this, and he couldn't refute it, but since the Axe Gang was here, and it was also one of the best gangs in Shanghai, Chen Fan naturally wanted to take advantage of it, and said, "Donor, please open the door, the poor monk wants to go out." ”

"Master can't, after you go out, you'll die." The boss was in a hurry.

"Don't worry, the poor monk has subdued demons and subdued demons all the way, and he has encountered great dangers, and a few ruffians and hooligans can't do anything to the poor monk." After Chen Fan finished speaking, the boss still didn't open the door.

Chen Fan had no choice but to recite a spell, walked through the wooden door, walked out, and saw a group of black-clothed people walking to the door, and saw a monk suddenly appear, which immediately caused a panic.

Chen Fan didn't speak yet, but only stopped, "Stop." At this time, a man in his early thirties walked up, very evil, followed by a four-eyed boy, "Hey, monk, how did you show up just now?" I saw no one in front of me. "It should be Brother Chen who speaks.

"Amitabha, what does the donor think?" Chen Fan asked.

"Ma Dan, Brother Chen asked you something, why didn't you answer." The four-eyed boy in the back scolded.

"Nima." Brother Chen turned around and slapped him in the face, and scolded: "How did you talk to the master." ”

"Master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's me who is wrong." Four-eyed boy covered his face and said.

"Monk, did you come out of that door?" Brother Chen pointed after speaking.

"Brother Chen, call the master." The four-eyed boy covered his face and leaned over again, "Nima, you want to be angry with me!" What do I want to call you to teach, are you the boss or am I? After saying that, it was another slap in the face.

"Brother Chen, it's you, it's you, I'm not right, I don't need you to come, I'll fight myself." After saying that, he slowly fought and stepped back.

After Chen Fan saw the conversation between the two, he laughed and said, "If the donor thinks so, that's where it came from." ”

"Really?" Brother Chen was a little excited.

"Monks don't speak." Chen Fan said.