"I really didn't mean to, there was really a yin wind drilling into the back of my neck just now...... "100,000 tried very hard to explain his innocence to Sima Ji.

"Yes, yes, there is another person who doesn't know if it's a human or a ghost sighed at the back of my head......" Dajun said with a pale face, and while snuggling tightly to Sima Ji's side to seek security, he still looked around with palpitations.

"Roll the calves for me!" Sima Ji had just seen the army blowing into the necks of 100,000 people, how could he trust the army again?

"Dajun, what you just said about mass graves, haunted dead people, or something is true?" Murong Kunpeng interjected and asked.

"Shhhh The army hurriedly raised a finger in front of his mouth and whispered, "If it gets out, I won't be able to mix!" ”

Murong Kunpeng knew that the army was quite familiar with the monks after becoming a disciple of the Shaolin lay family, especially on the side of the miscellaneous monks, the army was very open, and the management of the miscellaneous monks was not as strict as that of the warrior monks, and most of the news of the army came from the miscellaneous monks......

……

Master Yuanfang's "Great Compassion Mantra" lasted for a while and then gradually subsided, and then the practice room returned to that eerie feeling, and the students unconsciously turned into a posture of "hugging and crying" and "buzzing".

Murong Kunpeng was bragging with Sima Ji and the 100,000 army, and suddenly he didn't know who shouted: "Brother Express is here!" ”

The sound of "buzzing" stopped instantly, and there was silence in the practice room, and everyone subconsciously stood straight and brushed towards the door.

Of course, it was not the courier brother who came, but the master Yuantong who was in charge of the university discipline institute, and "courier brother" was the nickname given to him by the students.

"Isn't it? Which courier is this? SF, Shentong, Zhongtong or Yunda? It can't be a home delivery, right? ”

"Is it really two or three years in the army, a sow racing sable? For Mao, today's courier brother looks like he is all in the water? ”

"Don't say it, I'll pay tribute first!"

The students looked at Master YTO and exclaimed in disbelief, and the old drivers also took the opportunity to set off, so dirty that they didn't want it.

Murong Kunpeng fixed his eyes and couldn't help but change his face greatly, and a deafening voice suddenly sounded in his mind like a bronze bell Da Lu:

The air in the dream began to smoke, and the perfect face in the haze slowly appeared...... It doesn't matter, whether he lacks defects or not, let the nose be a little higher, the air will be fresh, goodbye single eyelids, a little smaller waistline, try to overcome everything, and shortcomings become the focus......

Master Yuantong is just like the old song singing, the flat nose becomes a high nose, the single eyelid becomes a double eyelid, the tiger's back and the bear's waist becomes a willow thin waist, both the front and the side are perfect arcs, and the old monk also has to change seventy-two times!

Murong Kunpeng remembers clearly, just last night, when Master Yuantong came to grab his decoction and drink, he was still a fat monk, with a big face that looked very abstract, to put it mildly, his photo hung on the wall to ward off evil spirits, and hung on the bedside to prevent pregnancy!

However, only a day and two nights have passed, and Master Yuantong has turned into a little fresh meat for both men and women - this is not scientific!

Master Yuantong had a gloomy face, and today he deliberately put on a solemn robe, and he also carried a black, thick and big iron rod in his hand, but he could no longer form a deterrent in the past.

Who would be afraid of a little white face with fine skin and tender meat?

The students who used to see themselves like rats and cats dared to point fingers and whisper to them, mixed with laughter and laughter—Master Yuantong couldn't help but be angry, glaring at the beads of his eyes and snorting coldly, but it was useless.

The way he looks now, his eyes are like selling cuteness, which makes some students can't help but take out their mobile phones and point them at him......

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Master Yuantong's face turned green, and after he went back last night, he began to vomit and diarrhea again, and he couldn't stop at all!

Not only did he vomit and diarrhea, but he also drilled black mud out of his pores, and he took a shower for only three seconds, and he was covered in mud.

Master Yuantong ate his only small pill in tears, but he still couldn't stop the car, so he tossed until the second half of the night before he finally passed the medicine.

I slept exhaustively on the bed for two hours, and when the dawn came, Master Yuantong didn't even bother to brush his teeth and wash his face, so he ran to Master Instinct to complain.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the instinct master saw him, he was so angry that he trembled: "Yuantong! I've mistaken you! I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! As a Buddhist disciple, you secretly went to have plastic surgery? Are you going to become a monk or get married? ”

Master Yuantong was speechless, and was scolded by the instinct master all morning, but fortunately, it was just scolding, thanks to the fact that there was no precedent for monk plastic surgery before this, and the precepts of Buddhism did not stipulate what to do if a monk had plastic surgery.

But Master Instinct has solemnly reported the matter, and as for the result, I don't know yet, so Master Yuantong is a guilty body.

Master Yuanfang lifted his eyelids when he heard the Buddha's horn sound, and he was also shocked: "Senior brother, have you pulled your eyelids?" No, I pad my nose ......"

"Shut up!" Master Yuantong was furious: Why are you so vulgar as a monk, can you see the essence through my beautiful appearance?

The students couldn't help laughing, and some of them were still doing popular science for everyone: "Not only did I pull my eyelids, but I also opened the inner and outer corners of my eyes!" ”

"The nose must be cushioned, you see that mountain root goes straight to the sky!"

"I'm still skinny and skinny, and most of the back molars have been pulled out!"

"Maybe it's a face slimming injection, and a whitening injection, tsk, where is the courier brother doing the plastic surgery package, it's natural!"

"The current 'one-day plastic surgery technique' is so frustrating that the stick has made all the money on the monk......"

The more the students discussed, the more excited they became, the life of a fake monk was already boring, it was rare to come to such a tune, and it appeared on the body of Master Yuantong, and everyone was even more happy, only Murong Kunpeng was not good.

Overnight, Master YTO seemed to have changed as if he had changed a person, and the key was to beautify it on his own basis, which was natural and without any traces of PS!

This is by no means something that can be done by "one-day plastic surgery technology", and even if the plastic surgery technology is developed, it still looks like a sense of disobedience......

So Murong Kunpeng can already conclude that it's all the soup to blame!

Then the question is, if everything in the Xuanhuang Realm Danxuan Palace was a hallucination after being hypnotized, how could he really let Master Yuantong be reborn according to the decoction he made up according to the beauty pill pill formula that Zheng Haoyu told him?

There may be only one answer -

He's hypnotized again!

Everything that is happening now is an illusion again!

Although this answer is indeed a bit nonsense, it can't really be that his soul penetrated the Xuanhuang Realm and came back again, right?

What a play!