Chapter 611: Annoying Thoughts

The sound of heavy drinking was very loud, which shocked the confused Ni Ba and them directly to their senses, and then cold sweat broke out on their foreheads one by one.

It's too dangerous, if they continue to indulge just now, they will definitely be brainwashed by this monk. At best, he was confused, or at worst he became a puppet.

After this loud shout, they took a closer look, and a figure appeared behind the monk now.

And this voice was Mo Fan, who was staring at the monk with a pair of green eyes.

The strange smile on the monk's face also disappeared at this moment, and he slowly turned his head with a somewhat gloomy and surprised look, looking at Mo Fan, who didn't know when he appeared behind him.

"It's you......" The monk looked at Mo Fan in surprise.

Mo Fan sneered and said, "I thought you knew it, but I didn't expect you to be like this!" ”

"Are you sure I don't know?" The monk suddenly smiled strangely, and then Mo Fan was a little surprised.

By the way, he must know the relationship between Mo Fan and Ni Ba, otherwise he wouldn't have met Mo Fan at the beginning.

Thinking of this, Mo Fan's face turned cold, and he said lightly: "So what? ”

As the words fell, he slowly raised his hand and clenched his fist, and immediately smashed his fist at the monk.

This punch slammed out with a strong and terrifying corpse aura, shaking the air with a buzzing sound.

The monk didn't dare to be careless, he could clearly feel the horror of this punch. So his body hurriedly wanted to dodge, but this dodge made him feel that Mo Fan's fist seemed to lock him.

No matter how he dodged, his fist smashed over impartially.

When the monk saw that he couldn't dodge, he stopped and quickly recited the Amitabha Buddha with his hands together. Immediately after pushing with both hands, a red light suddenly exploded.

The red aura and Mo Fan's green corpse qi suddenly collided together, and after a loud sound, the two forces exploded at once, shaking the monk to keep retreating.

Mo Fan's body also shook slightly, and then his body rushed up in a flash, his body jumped, and he slapped it with one palm.

The monk held the skull bracelet and raised his hand to resist with a red breath, and there was another loud noise, and the monk's body hurriedly staggered back.

Mo Fan's body fell to the ground, looked at the monk and said, "I thought what a powerful monk, hmph, that's all." ”

"Hehe, Amitabha, the donor's words are wrong." The monk said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the monk suddenly burst out, raised his hand and threw out the skull rosary in his hand at Mo Fan, and the string of rosaries flew out, instantly turning into separate skulls.

And the skulls are rapidly getting bigger, and gradually they become the size of a human head, surrounding Mo Fan.

Mo Fan looked at the surrounding skulls and said with a sneer: "Sure enough, it's not a serious monk, he actually uses evil magic." ”

"No, no, the poor monk is not an evil, the poor monk is a member of Buddhism. Joining the WTO is only for the benefit of sentient beings. ”

As the monk spoke, his hands folded together again, and said, "Amitabha, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground." ”

When his words fell, he saw that the skulls around Mo Fan also clicked their mouths one by one and said:

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot...... Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot......"

Mo Fan, who was noisy with these skeletons, was upset, and he put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha one by one, buzzing in Mo Fan's ears, making him a little trance.

At this point, he also paid attention to it. This monk does have his ability, and Mo Fan can't stand this voice.

Mo Fan looked at the skulls around him, thinking to himself, what use would he have if he punched him.

So he threw his fist and punched a skull beside him.

There was a thud, and the skull slammed into a bang, and then exploded and shattered.

I thought that this would destroy it, but after a closer look, the skulls that exploded were not completely rotten at all, but turned into small skulls and continued to fly around Mo Fan.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha ~ put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha ~ put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha ~ put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha ~"

Countless skeletons were muttering this sentence, and Mo Fan became more and more annoyed when he listened to it.

And the monk sat directly on the ground, and he also read these eight words vigorously. Mo Fan was distraught, and with a loud shout, he smashed another skull.

Just like the previous one, the smashed skull chanted again: "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot~~~"

Mo Fan was furious, under this irritable voice, he seemed to have a lot of temper for a while, raised his hand and clenched his fist, and several punches burst out, smashing all the big skulls around him.

But in this way, there are countless little skulls and countless voices.

Not to mention Mo Fan, even Ni Ba and Ning Wuxin in the distance were also affected when they heard this voice.

The skull is mainly aimed at Mo Fan and revolves around Mo Fan, which shows the pressure Mo Fan is under.

Mo Fan was about to collapse, and he was too annoying. One by one, his corpse qi burst out and hit those little skulls, although this time he was able to completely destroy some small skulls, but the number was too small, and there were still a lot of large number of skeletons left.

So it's still annoying to chant sentence by sentence!

Mo Fan's patience in his heart was almost gone, and he saw him roar, and the corpse qi on his body continued to explode, impacting those skulls again and again.

With such a powerful corpse qi impact, those little skulls were involuntarily impacted away from Mo Fan.

But those voices still entered his ears, and he was very annoyed by the noise.

Mo Fan felt that he was a little groggy, there was no way that there were too many skulls.

The sentence "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground~". I don't know what the power is, anyway, it just makes people confused, upset, and even loses themselves.

Not to mention, those who have this kind of similar ability really have to be those monks who chant scriptures.

When they recite sutras, they purify the body, mind and soul. But this monk is too annoying, full of evil nature, where is the righteousness of orthodox Buddhism.

Mo Fan raised his head uncomfortably, tried to stabilize his heart, and told himself not to be angry, not to mess up, and not to be confused by these voices.

Gradually, he put himself at ease. But just as he was relieved, the monk spoke again: "Nan Wu Amitabha, donor, put down the butcher's knife...... Become a Buddha on the ground~"

Mo Fan frowned, at this moment, he felt that his consciousness was almost confused.

And at this moment, suddenly a woman's hahaha laughter came. At the same time, a man's whining cry was heard.

The two voices cried and laughed, directly covering up the skull and the monk's chatter.

Mo Fan suddenly sobered up a lot, hurriedly turned around, and saw the depressed ghost and the happy ghost flying over with a smile and a smile.

(End of chapter)

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