Chapter 447: True. Hanging

After Wang Fan was smashed to the ground by his own master, he snorted, and when he was about to raise his head, the old monk said leisurely: "It's not over yet!"

When the words fell, the old monk lifted Wang Fan up again and smashed it down.

The office shook a few more times, and the ground under Wang Fan cracked a little more.

"Ahem......" Wang Fan coughed bitterly, and the golden light on his body flickered unsteadily, as if it would dissipate at any time.

"It's a bit of a growth!" After the old monk praised him, he raised his hand and raised Wang Fan again and smashed it down.

This time, the old monk was smashing with enough strength, not only the sound was super loud, but even the office shook off a little dust, and Wang Fan's battle Buddha body also collapsed and analyzed in this smash, and the mandatory was lifted.

Zhang Yi: "!" Σ(ﾟ∀ﾟﾉ)ﾉ

Yan Bo: "!" Σ(ﾟ∀ﾟﾉ)ﾉ

Mr. Liu: "!" Σ(ﾟ∀ﾟﾉ)ﾉ

Zhang Yi and the others were stunned, although when the old monk just said his identity, he knew that this old monk was not simple, but they never expected that this old monk would actually fork to this point, just one hand can crush and hang Wang Fan to the point of this, and beat Wang Fan back and forth like a rag.

You must know that the old monk doesn't look like he has two taels of meat all over his body. Moreover, the old monk didn't even move his footsteps just now, he just stretched out his hand.

The old monk smashed Wang Fan half dead and unconscious three times, and then opened his hand and let go of the hand holding Wang Fan, letting Wang Fan lie on the ground, clasping his hands together, and reciting a sentence "Amitabha!" ”

"Ouch, Master!" Mr. Liu put away his mobile phone, looked like a philistine, and said, "Come on, come on, please sit!" Invited the old monk to the sofa.

The old monk smiled and did not refuse.

"Master, the sofa is a little dirty, I'll wipe it for you!" Yan Bo immediately stepped forward to wipe the sofa that had become a little dirty because of the dust that had fallen just now.

"Master, drink water!" Zhang Yi brought a bottle of water out of nowhere and handed it over.

The three of them had already forgotten Wang Fan who was lying on the ground after being hanged and beaten.

"Thank you!" The old monk took the water, took a sip and said, "Master Liu, I accidentally didn't grasp the strength of my subordinates well, and smashed the ground of your office!"

"It's okay, it's just a small thing!" Mr. Liu waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Master, may I ask what your law name is?" Yan Bo asked.

"Zhijue!" The old monk said lightly.

"Master Zhijue, what are you here for!?" Zhang Yi asked unabashedly, "Is it to beat Wang Fan?"

"No......" Master Zhijue shook his head and said, "I'm here to chase someone!"

"Alone!?"

"Yes!" Master Zhijue nodded, put the water on the coffee table, and said with his hands folded: "I chased that person for a long time, but in the end he escaped, I learned from the office in City B that the person ran to Shen City, so I also rushed here, and met my apprentice by the way."

Dare to love the king by the way...... (￢_￢)

"It's easy! I don't know if the master has information about this person? Mr. Liu patted his chest and replied.

"Thank you!" After thanking him first, Master Zhijue began to dictate the man's appearance.

"The man was a woman, about 1.7 meters tall, with a pointed chin, a nose, small eyes, and a mole on the left eyebrow. The last time I saw her was in a black trench coat and ......"

"Master! You wait......" Mr. Liu frowned wildly and raised his hand to stop the Zhijue Master from continuing to describe.

"What's wrong? Liu Shizhu? Master Zhijue asked curiously.

"Master, don't you have a picture of that man?" Mr. Liu asked.

"Photos!?" Master Zhijue was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No!"

"Uh...... Don't all the masters like to use mobile phones? Mr. Liu thought depressedly.

"The master learned from City B that that person came to our city!" After Mr. Liu regained his thoughts, he asked.

"That's right!" Master Zhijue responded in one bite.

"The office over there in City B should have that person's information!" Mr. Liu took out his mobile phone, scratched out the address book and said, "I'll make a call and ask."

After the words fell, Mr. Liu pressed the dial button and walked towards the door of the office.

At this time, Wang Fan, who was lying on the ground unconscious, moved his fingers a few times, and climbed up from the ground with difficulty.

"Yikes! You're awake! How's your sleep? Yan Bo rarely saw Wang Fan deflated, so he opened his mouth and mocked.

Wang Fan: ("▼Dish▼)

Wang Fan was about to spit out the fragrance in his mouth and moisturize Yan Bo, but he felt his master's blazing gaze and swallowed his words hard.

"Amitabha, good, good!" After Wang Fan got up, he clasped his hands together and read silently.

"Ouch!" This time, Yan Bo was interested, and continued to taunt: "It's cold on the ground, next time you want to sleep on the ground, don't forget to spread something!"

Wang Fan: Gritting his teeth...... (╬ ̄dish ̄)

"In vain!"

At this time, Master Zhijue spoke.

"Master!" Wang Fan came back to his senses and immediately bowed to Master Zhijue.

"Have you been anywhere lately?" Master Zhijue swept Wang Fan and said.

"Place!?" Wang Fan was obviously puzzled.

"You have a trace of Buddha auspiciousness in you, not only those two donors, but also a trace of Buddha auspiciousness!" Master Zhijue pointed at Zhang Yi and Yan Bo and spoke.

"However, Lord Liu doesn't have that Buddha auspiciousness!" Master Zhijue continued.

"En........." Wang Fan pondered for a moment, thought of one thing, and immediately said: "I remember, maybe it's the relationship between that temple."

"Temple!?"

Wang Fan didn't sell it, and talked about the temple where the holy monk lived when he went to deal with the mirror before, in order to pass the time.

"I see!" Master Zhijue lowered his head and muttered.

"When the matter here is settled, you can accompany me to that temple!" Master Zhijue raised his head and said.

"Yes, Master!" Wang Fan responded with his hands folded.

"Alright, now come and recite the vajra mantra with me a few times!" Master Zhijue said.

Wang Fan twitched the corners of his mouth, not to mention how depressed he was in his heart, he didn't know how long he hadn't recited the Vajra Mantra, and he was about to forget what the Vajra Mantra was.

However, although Wang Fan was depressed in his heart, his brain was still frantically recalling, recalling what the mantra of the Vajra Mantra was, otherwise if he couldn't memorize it or memorized it wrongly, then his master would definitely take the slogan of "learning" again and beat himself again.

At this time, Mr. Liu, who was talking on the phone just now, came in playing with his mobile phone, and looked like he had asked for the information of the person in the mouth of Master Zhijue.