"Amitabha, don't be impulsive, don't do it. Li Mu said with a serious face: "Several donors, please say something well, why are you so violent...... Also, you say that I am a monk and I agree, but please don't call me a bald donkey, in fact, I am hairy, don't believe it, you take a closer look. ”

"Fuck, isn't this bald asse a fool?"

A splash took out a dagger from his waist, approached step by step, and sneered: "Dead bald donkey, dead bald donkey, dead bald donkey, Lao Tzu is going to say that you are a bald donkey, hahaha, you can't agree, what can you do." As he spoke, a dagger pierced Li Mu's waist.

The waist eye is a vital position on the human body, if this dagger is pierced into it, the lower body and the lower half of the whole person's life will be abolished.

"Don't ...... Big brother, get out of the way. The little girl exclaimed, subconsciously wanting to go over to stop it.

"Don't, Master Ma's subordinates are merciful......" Granny Cai also looked anxious and wanted to stop her, but after all, she was old and healthy, and her reaction couldn't keep up at all.

The woman in white on the side quietly held the hilt of the sword with one hand.

Bite!

There was a soft sound like a metallic symphony.

"Huh?" the splash was stunned.

His wrist tingled with his instincts, as if a dagger had stabbed into a rock.

"Fuck, this bald donkey is wearing iron armor. ”

He looked at it in shock, but found that this dagger did not stab at all, but was bounced open by something hard, as if it was stabbed on the iron armor.

"Amitabha, my Buddha blesses...... The donor, in fact, is not an iron armor, but stabbed the flesh of the little monk, but the little monk has the Dharma to protect the body, and the vajra is not bad. Li Mu ran the train with his mouth full, but he looked like a monk, and said: "A few donors, I have already been stabbed by you, and now everyone is leveled, it is better to put down the butcher knife, become a Buddha on the ground, and quickly leave the gold ingot, let's go." ”

The little girl and Granny Cai opened their mouths wide in shock.

The woman in white on the side, whose face was covered by white gauze, couldn't see the expression on her peerless face clearly, but the palm holding the hilt of the sword slowly loosened.

The horses, the yellow-toothed and the others were shocked.

"King Kong is not bad, who is bluffing...... Damn, I don't believe it...... "The splash skin was ruthless, gritted his teeth, waved the dagger, puffed and puffed dozens of times in a row like raindrops, and roared: "Dead bald donkey, stab you to death, stab you to death......"

Li Mu didn't hide either.

However, until the wrist was red and swollen from the shock, his arm was about to break, and the tip of the dagger blade was broken, but he did not poke out even a small knife on Li Mu's body, but he was tired and panting.

Granny Cai looked at Li Mu in disbelief.

The little girl hiding behind her grandmother opened her mouth even wider, and her thin little face was full of admiration.

The woman in white has a keen eye.

She looked at the cracks on Li Mu's clothes one by one with daggers on his back, through the cracks, she could see the muscles below, where to wear what iron armor, it was clearly flesh and blood, and there was no internal qi fluctuation just now, indicating that this little monk did not use internal qi, just the strength of the physical body, which blocked the dagger's stabbing ......

Well, it's a very good foreign hard work.

She made this assessment in her heart.

"Amitabha, okay, you have to call the little monk a bald donkey, but please don't add a dead word, after all, the little monk is still alive and not dead. Li Mu said with a serious face, as if he had been stabbed so many knives just now, but it was not as important as the other party adding a dead word in front of his name.

"Hehe, I said, I dare to stand up and take care of Ma Ye's affairs, hehe, it turns out to be a bit of kung fu. The horse's face and yellow teeth shook his face and swallowed the shock in his heart and sneered.

The rogue energy on his body came again, and said: "It's a little more powerful than the stranger who didn't know whether to live or die two days ago, but in this Ping'an Town, even a strong dragon has to be coiled...... Hehe, dead bald donkey, what if you are so powerful, it is easy to dodge with open guns and difficult to defend against hidden arrows, can you stand up to our brothers' smoke, lime, and dark green sons? When you sleep, can you be invulnerable? You are not dead now, and after a while, I will let you die. ”

"Amitabha, it's not right for you to talk like this, donor, you are obsessed. Li Mu clasped his hands together, with a look of compassion and pity, and chanted the Buddha's horn again and again.

The woman in white on the side shook her head.

This little monk, I don't know where he came from, why is he so stupid?

Although he is full of hard work and has good strength, it is obvious that his brain for practicing Buddhism is pedantic and corrupted, and he looks stupid and stupid.

I don't know where the little monk's master is, so relieved that he came out alone.

When the woman in white passed by before, the little monk deliberately ordered three bowls of somen noodles in order to help Granny Cai's grandmother and grandson, which attracted her attention.

So she also sat down and ordered a bowl of noodles.

No matter what the purpose of the little girl's money is, she wants to help her achieve it today.

At that time, she just felt that this little monk had a good heart, but now that something like this has happened, she suddenly has a little interest in this stupid little monk.

"What if you are obsessed?" "What about the yellow teeth of the horse's face and yellow teeth, "What can you do with the grandfathers?"

The so-called splashing skin, in fact, is a scoundrel, stalking, like a dog skin plaster, it is difficult to tear it off when pasted up, in the four famous works of ancient China Water Margin, the down-and-out blue-faced beast Yang Zhi, in order to survive, had to go to the street to sell the ancestral treasure knife, was entangled by Niu Er's splashing skin, deliberately made it difficult, humiliated in every way, and finally forced the green-faced beast to kill Niu Er with a knife, was arrested by the government, became a supporting army, and completely cut off the hope of glorifying the ancestors.

The group of horse-faced people is obviously such a group of splashers.

"Haha, this dead bald donkey...... Laughing grandpa. ”

"yes, what can you do with grandpa?"

"You see him looking stupid, hahahaha. ”

"Dead bald donkey, you are a monk, hahaha, the monk is compassionate, even if you are a martial artist? Do you dare to kill us? Hahaha. ”

"That's it, dead bald donkey, you have the ability, you beat me, haha, beat me. ”

A bunch of pimps giggled and laughed.

The people who came and went on the street saw this scene and cursed in their hearts.

The locals all know this group of pranksters, it is a pest in Ping'an Town, and several of them in the town have collusion, do some unsightly deeds on weekdays, sit a lot of unconscionable things, the people in the town are deeply disgusted, but there is nothing to do, at this time to see them come to make trouble again, so one by one they hide far away, for fear of getting into trouble.

Some neighbors were very sympathetic to the plight of Granny Cai's grandchildren and grandchildren, but they didn't dare to ask for help, but they looked at Li Mu with some sympathy and pity, provoking Shang Ma San, a ruthless prank, this little monk, I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave Ping'an Town alive.

Alas, Ping'an Town, not peaceful.

On the contrary, some outsiders in the past did not know what was going on, but instead gathered on the sidelines, curious to watch the excitement.

Li Mu didn't care about these at all.

HE WAS ADDICTED TO COSPLAY, DELIBERATELY PRETENDING TO BE CRAZY AND STUPID, CLASPING HIS HANDS ON HIS CHEST, A SWALLOW WHO WAS STUPID AND STUPID TO REASON WITH THE OTHER PARTY, AND PERSUADED SERIOUSLY AND SINCERELY: "DONOR, PLEASE DON'T SAY THAT KIND OF THING, YOU MUST KNOW THAT TROUBLE COMES FROM THE MOUTH...... Amitabha. ”

The pimples laughed even more proudly.

"Haha, disaster comes from the mouth?haha, grandpa, I said, where is the disaster?haha, dead bald donkey, you have the ability, you beat me, hahaha......" The horse face deliberately leaned over, put his face to Li Mu, with a look of pride and provocation, and said: "Do you know who grandpa I am, haha, the trouble comes from the mouth, haha, you beat me......"

Li Mu looked stupid on his face, stepped back, took a bite of Amitabha, as if he was frightened, and said, "Donor, don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing, good spirits are not bad spirits...... Amitabha. ”

Alas, this stupid little monk.

The woman in white shook her head.

What a pedantic idiot.

There is a high level of invulnerability to hard work, but he doesn't dare to do it, he looks like he is tied, he is forced to be so embarrassed by a few splashes, he wants to walk the rivers and lakes, how can he be so stupid and stupid, sooner or later he will be eaten clean and there will be no bones left.

"Haha, dead bald donkey, what's the matter? Now you're scared? Aren't you very powerful? Haha, invulnerability, scared grandpa to death...... Do you dare to hit me?" Ma San leaned towards Li Mu more and more proudly.

"Donor, you can't be serious, right?" Li Mu continued to retreat.

"Seriously...... of course"

Syllable!

A loud slap in the face.

Ma San, who had a horse-faced face and yellow teeth, flew out like a broken sack.

Boom!

He crashed into the body of another splash behind him, and the two of them screamed like gourds rolling on the ground.

At this moment, all the noise and noise around him, like a duck that had been choked by the neck, stopped abruptly and disappeared in an instant.

The group of triumphant splashes were stunned in an instant.

Even the woman in white didn't react a little.

Ay?

What's going on?

Why did it suddenly ...... This little monk really did it?

On both sides of the street, from different places, there were exclamations.

Especially some locals, they didn't expect that this little monk who looked pedantic, honest and stupid like a piece of wood would do it when he said he would do it, and directly slapped Ma San away.

This slap made some small town residents who were poisoned by Ma San and others feel a heartfelt relief and refreshment.

However, at the same time, they began to worry deeply about the little monk.

Ma San's group of splashes is simply a group of hob meat, where is it so easy to get rid of.

"Fuck, you...... Dead bald donkey, you dare to beat me, you ......" Ma San lay on the ground and stayed for a long time, as if he couldn't believe that he was really slapped by the little monk, and it wasn't until a burst of throbbing pain came from the root of his teeth that he realized what had happened.

"You're dead, you're dead, you're dead......" Ma San was ruthless, grinning his teeth, a clear slap mark on his face, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, like an angry male dog.

"Amitabha, don't be excited, impulse is the devil, please listen to my explanation, the little monk is a monk who is compassionate, purifying all sentient beings, since you have asked so much, then I must meet you, the master said, we monks, walking outside, we should help others as much as possible, be kind and giving...... So since you want me to beat you, and you have said it so many times, then I have to satisfy you. Li Mu looked serious.

He looked submissive and explained very aggrievedly: "Moreover, I finally confirmed it again, and asked if you were serious, and you said yes." ”

"You...... I ...... "Ma San is dumb and eats coptis, and he can't say anything about his suffering, and he is angry and has internal injuries."

Li Mu still looked extremely confused, looked at the people around him, and said stupidly: "To be honest, the little monk has traveled all over the world and seen all kinds of people and things, but it is the first time I have seen such a strange request from this benefactor." ”

"Poof......" The woman in white couldn't help but laugh.

Under the white veil, spring blooms.

The surrounding streets were also filled with laughter.

Some of the people who were watching the excitement couldn't help but laugh at this time.

Even a few splashes, with strange faces, almost laughed out loud.

This little monk is really fucking weird.

"You fucking ......" Ma San covered his face, his face was ruthless, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and said: "Dead bald donkey, okay, you have a kind, hehe, the person who beat grandpa, don't want to walk out of this peaceful town alive, hit grandpa's left cheek, right? Okay, grandpa, I will stretch out the right side of my face today, if you have a kind, try to hit this side of the face again...... Hahaha, come on, fight, fight!"

This is typical mischievous thinking.

Niu Er in the Water Margin also used this hob meat method to drive the forbearant and restrained blue-faced beast Yang Zhi crazy.

"Oh. Li Mu nodded.

Then he raised his hand, and it was another slap.

Syllable!

Ma San flew out again.

On the other half of his face, a slap print also appeared, and the five finger prints were clearly visible.

"You...... Do you dare to really make a move? ...... you" Ma San got up, covered his face, and was furious, he didn't expect that his usual invincible means of stalking and hobbing meat would be cracked like this today.

This monk isn't going to be a fucking fool, is he?

"Amitabha, donor, poor monk is kind and helpful, gives roses, and has a lingering fragrance in his hands...... Li Mu clasped his hands together and said: "Donor, you have a lot of karma, and the little monk wants to influence you, so I have to agree to your request, however, your request is really strange, I have rarely encountered it, do you like to be beaten, you are masochistic tendencies, did you lack fatherly love and mother's love when you were a child, so it led to psychological deformity......"

"Shut up. "Ma San is going crazy.

This dead bald donkey, how can he talk so much nonsense, like a fly.

He came in with a cool breeze in his mouth, his cheeks twitched with pain, and he made the last move in the 'Splashing Skin Dafa', and said angrily: "Okay, you have a kind of killing Lao Tzu today, otherwise, Lao Tzu must be killed...... Haha, dead bald donkey, aren't you helpful? Okay, I'll let you kill me, do you dare? You are a dead bald donkey, six are not clean, and you still want a hero to save beauty? Hehe, if you want to save this little girl in white, then be ready to kill people. ”

Li Mu sighed: "Amitabha, I don't go to hell, who will go to hell, donor, monks don't speak, what you just said, is it serious?"

"Of course I ......," Ma San almost blurted out, saying that of course I was serious.

But he suddenly saw the little monk's silly and serious expression, and suddenly a thrill in his heart, remembering that he had asked himself like this before, and then he slapped it without hesitation, Ma San suddenly felt that maybe this monk was really a fucking fool, if he said it to death, he would really dare to kill.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was right.

Suppress your anger and think about it carefully, this little monk is simply a pedantic and stupid fool, who is a stunned person when he reads the scriptures in the temple, such a person can really do anything.

But in everything, I am afraid to think differently.

Before, Ma San habitually felt that the little monk was a monk so he would have scruples, but now that he thinks about it the other way, many of his fucking monks are crazy people who admit death, and many shocking things are done by monks, such as cutting meat and feeding eagles, and this little monk is crazy.

After thinking about it for a few breaths, Ma San was stunned.

On the surface, he is not afraid of death, acting arrogantly, and not wanting to die, but in fact, the more such a person is, the more afraid of death in his heart.

As the saying goes, the brute is afraid of the horizontal, the horizontal is afraid of the flute, and the flute is afraid of the dead.

Ma San felt that he was horizontal at best, and the stupid little monk in front of him who didn't know where he came from was basically the kind that didn't want to die.

"Dead bald donkey, you're lucky today, grandpa I have other things to do. Ma San gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and said, "Aren't you going to overtake me?" Okay, leave your name and number, and I will go to you to settle accounts with my grandfather." ”

A few other splashes, as soon as they saw this posture, they knew that the boss was going to coward.

They also felt that this monk was a bit of an evil man, so it was best not to touch it hard, and it was best to look back and find an opportunity to secretly calculate it, just like killing the nosy foreigner a few days ago.

The pranksters are born without a sense of honor and dignity of martial artists, so even if they admit it, they don't feel ashamed at all, they are like a group of dewormers wandering in the gray area, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, so they retreated, faster than anyone else.

"That's right, dead bald donkey, leave your Dharma name. ”

"Why?

The splashes held Ma San and kept their distance from Li Mu, like a group of defeated dogs, barking and shouting.

And the surrounding onlookers, especially those locals, secretly played in their hearts, little monk, don't say it, don't open your mouth, hurry up and leave this peaceful town as soon as possible, life matters.

Granny Cai on the side was also sweating profusely, and gave Li Mu a look and asked him not to say it. The little girl quietly tugged on Li Mu's sleeve and shook her head again and again.

Ma San, the prankster of skin, saw the actions of this pair of grandchildren and secretly noted it in his heart.

He was thinking ruthlessly in his heart, looking for an opportunity to go back and find an opportunity, he must kill Granny Cai, an old immortal, kill the chicken and show it to the monkey, so that everyone else in Ping'an Town knows how powerful he is, as for the little girl, wash it and sell it directly in the kiln.

The woman in white crossed her arms over her chest, looking out of the way, waiting for Li Mu's answer with interest.

Li Mu honestly clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the donor is willing to take another step back, then it is best, my Buddha is merciful......"

Ma Sanyi heard that this stupid monk was going to babble endlessly, his head hurt for a while, and he interrupted directly, saying, "Don't fuck talk nonsense with grandpa, just say it, what are you calling?"

Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it.

The well-meaning grandmothers and grandchildren of Granny Cai and the surrounding residents all prayed in their hearts, little monk, don't say it.

Say it, say it, and you say it.

The skins gritted their teeth and waited, just waiting for this stupid monk to report to his home.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Li Mu clasped his hands together and said honestly: "Amitabha, the name of the little monk is messing around. ”

Yes?

What's what?

Law No....... Messing around?

Ma San was stunned.

The pimpies were stunned.

Granny Cai's grandmother was stunned.

The woman in white was stunned.

Even some of the people around who watched the heat were all stunned.

Messing around?

What the fuck is this?

Where is there a monk who has this kind of name?

Ma Sanqi's eyes were red: "Bald donkey, how dare you make up a law name to deceive me?"

Li Mu waved his hand again and again, and explained with a sincere face: "Amitabha, the monks don't speak, the little monk's Dharma name is really messy, because the little monk didn't wander around before, he often messed around in the temple, so he was sent out by the master to wander, and before leaving, he gave the Dharma name to mess around." ”

Is it really messing around?

Ma San was skeptical.

The people around him will also be skeptical.

However, monks should not lie.

"Okay, then do you dare to say, which temple are you a wild monk who came out?" Ma San asked again.

Li Mudao: "Amitabha, the little monk comes from the Snow Mountain Dalun Temple, and the family teacher is the host of the Dalun Temple, known as the [Dalun Ming King]. ”

When Ma San heard this, he was a little confused.

Snow Mountain Big Wheel Temple?

Where is it?

The Great Wheel King Hatomachi?

Who's that?

I've never heard of it.

"Okay, dead bald donkey, grandpa remembers you. Ma San was ruthless and said, "I will come back again." ”

When Li Mu heard this, he almost laughed, almost destroying the image of the fool monk he had worked so hard to create, but he was holding back, but he was complaining in his heart, you think you are a gray wolf, such a classic line, coming out of your maggot-like mouth, really destroys the image of the big gray wolf of the spoiled wife and demon and the inventor Big Gray wolf.

Eventually, a few splashes left.

The people who watched the excitement also dispersed.

"Master Chaolai, you are in trouble, hurry up and leave this peaceful town. Granny Cai hurriedly took Li Mu's hand and said, "Ma San's people won't just give up." ”

"Are you really messing around?" asked, the woman in white spoke, staring at Li Mu.

Li Mu scratched his head embarrassedly, and said: "Actually, I have two Dharma names, what I told them just now is the latest one, before leaving the Snow Mountain Dalun Temple, the master has not given me the Dharma name of Chaolai, my previous Dharma name, not this ...... If you want to know, I can tell you......"

Say. The woman's eyebrows jumped under the veil.

This little monk, in addition to being stupid, is still a talker.

Li Mu bowed solemnly and said, "The little monk's previous Dharma name was called. ”

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I didn't sleep at noon and wrote out a new chapter.

Two in one, sent together.

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