"Shijie? The little monk is here......" Halfway through speaking, the big monk already understood the meaning of the words of return. At that moment, he shouted at the little monk who was waiting outside: "Go, call Shijie here!" ”

After finishing speaking, Zhiyuan looked back at the smiling Gui and continued: "It's really Shijie's doing, he should have escaped a long time ago at this time." No way! I'm going to write a letter to Senior Brother Kayama and ask him to interrogate Guangxiao......"

Before the big monk's words were finished, the voice of the little monk came from outside the door: "Return to the master, bring the priest ring." As he spoke, the door to the meditation room was already open. I saw that the fat monk who had taken the priest ring before brought it here with the monk who used to be called Guan Wuming.

Seeing that Shijie didn't run away, Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment. I looked back in some surprise and saw that the old guy was still smiling. The great monk turned around and said to the priests: "I am also the master and uncle of your own sect, and you are also a monk who has studied Buddhism for a few days. Killing is a great crime, and if you rebel against your uncle and ancestor, it will be a crime on top of a crime. But monk, I look at your ancestor's face and open up on the Internet, just say who is behind the scenes. The monk only chases the culprit, and you can not blame the past. ”

After saying this, Shijie knelt down in front of the great monk with a thud. At that moment, he touched the ground with his head and said, "How dare Shijie rebel against his uncle?" There must be traitors in this. Please be aware of my uncle and ancestors, when I and my master Guangxiao were scholars, I was in the same boat as Gui and Wu. Besides, the Shijie has been in the White Horse Temple for many days, so why wait until now if you really want to do something? Gui and Wu didn't come to Shi Shuzu to be fine, but as soon as they arrived, they encountered a catastrophe. Among them, the discerning person can know it at a glance......"

"Great monk, do you hear that? Besides, you have eyes and no beads. Before the priest finished speaking, he had already interrupted him with a smile. After a pause, the old guy continued: "This kid is right, if you really want to do anything to you, why bother so much? Old man, I did it in Shouchun City, do I still need to come to Luoyang in person? ”

Speaking of this, Gui Wu suddenly shifted his gaze to the fat monk beside Shi Jie. After a pause, he continued: "When Master Yuan had an accident just now, I seem to see you behind the great monk, old man, right? If you can guard the great monk so closely, your monk position should not be low, right? ”

"This is a monk and my disciple, called Xingyuan, who is a monk here in the White Horse Temple. Speaking of which, Xingyuan was half of the same door as you before. After introducing his disciple, he said to the fat monk named Xingyuan, "You come and talk to a few donors about the origin......

"Monk Xingyuan, I have met a few donors." Monk Xingyuan clasped his hands together, and after saluting Wu Mian, Gui Bugui and others, he continued: "Xingyuan was a monk before entering the Liberation Gate, and he also had several encounters with several donors a few years ago. It's just that the donors are all guests of the two great alchemists, so naturally they won't notice me, a little alchemist. Three years ago, Xingyuan left Fangshi and switched to Shimen. Master Meng was obsessed with Master Yuan and accepted me as a disciple. ”

"Unexpectedly, in the meditation room of Shimen, there are four former monks. No wonder I see you familiar with the old man, I have seen it before. After smiling, he stared at the bulging part of Xingyuan's monk's robe and said, "Xingyuan, what is hidden in your monk's robe?" Take it out and show it to my old man......"

After hearing the words of no return, Xingyuan was stunned for a moment. Then he stretched out his hand and touched the inside of the monk's robe, and almost the moment his hand reached into the monk's robe, the expression on Monk Xingyuan's face changed greatly. After a moment's pause, he suddenly turned around and ran out of the gate.

Xingyuan's fat body directly smashed the gate, looking at this monk, although he was fat, he couldn't imagine that he was indeed extremely dexterous. After a few ups and downs, he had reached the vicinity of the gate of the courtyard outside. Almost as soon as he was about to rush out of the door, he heard "Bang! With a bang, the fat monk flew backwards backwards. After drawing an arc in the air, it landed next to the meditation room, smashing a large hole under the corridor of the meditation room.

Subsequently, from the gate of the courtyard, Xingyuan was just smashed into the place. The white-haired Wu Mian walked in from outside and looked at Xingyuan who was staggering to his feet. The white-haired man snorted coldly, and then said in his characteristic tone, "You bumped into me......"

This sentence has just landed, and Xingyuan, who has not yet stood firmly, doesn't know whether he is seriously injured or angry by Wu Mian's words. The next mouthful of blood spurted out. Fall to the ground on your back again.

At this time, the great monk Zhiyuan had already walked out of the meditation room. He himself bent down and took out a silk silk with an image of a demon from Xingyuan's robe. Unfolded the silk silk and saw a fat monk in the mouth of the evil ghost above. This monk's painting can also be regarded as expressive, and his facial features and obsession are six or seven points alike. Looking at the monk's crooked mouth and slanted eyes and stiff limbs, it was the state when Zhiyuan had just had an accident.

In addition to this, the fat monk's body also has a person's birthday written in blood. Obsessed Yuan can see clearly that this is his own birthday. At the moment, obsessive Yuan understood everything. After sneering, he said to Xingyuan, who was foaming at the mouth of blood: "You are really a good disciple of the monk, and you are still worried about such a big thing as the monk." Tell me, who asked you to come? ”

Xingyuan glanced at the great monk, and then sighed heavily. At the moment, he closed his eyes, and no matter how obsessed Yuan asked, he didn't say a word. The fat monk himself couldn't understand why the silk silk used to cast spells had been thrown away, so why it would return to his arms.

"Do you think that the disciples of the Liberation Sect will not dare to torture you?" After Obsessive Yuan yelled, he said to the disciples around him: "You tell him what punishment there will be for the rebellious master in the Liberation Sect!" ”

Without waiting for these monks to speak, Xingyuan laughed miserably and said, "It's just a big deal to enter reincarnation, monk, you don't have to bother." It's been like this, I don't want to live anymore, master and apprentice, Xingyuan is sorry for you. How does God punish me for accepting the guilt, Xingyuan himself is determined, and if you don't get a monk, you can do it......"

As he spoke, Xingyuan's eyes suddenly widened. Then his body stiffened violently, and after a few moments, the fat monk's head hung limply. A disciple who was obsessed with Yuan came to check, and after a while, the disciple who checked turned back to his master and said, "Xingyuan has passed away. ”

Zhiyuan himself didn't expect Xingyuan to commit suicide, and after hesitating for a long time, he silently recited a mantra to Xingyuan, who was already dead. After reciting the incantation, the big monk sighed at Xingyuan's corpse, and then called the little monk beside him. Let them hand over Xingyuan's body to the government in Luoyang, explain the reason, and ask those officials to dispose of it.

At this time, Shijie had already cleared his suspicion. Zhiyuan comforted him a few words, and just wanted him to go back to rest. But I heard Shijie say: "Uncle Shizu, the disciple has been a monk for many years. I have seen the evil ghost diagram on Xingyuan's body, and that is the spell diagram used by the Fang Shi to curse and kill. Xingyuan was a Fang Shi before, and then used Fang Shu to kill his uncle, it seems that Fang Shi is inseparable from this matter. ”

"This is the evil art of Fang Shi...... after a pause, he looked back at the return, handed the evil ghost map in his hand to the old guy and said: "The old donor used to be a famous Fang Shi, and he was also the master of Xu Fu's great fang, he must have seen this in the Fang Shi Sect, right?" ”

I didn't look at the silk silk in the hand of the great monk, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen it, I have been away from the Fang Shi Sect for hundreds of years. When I was a priest, I had never seen this. Maybe it's someone who created the method of cursing and killing by himself after leaving the Fang Shi Sect. Look at this hungry ghost's painting is good, pour no name - Shi Jie, you see that this evil ghost is not like the statue of your master Guangxiao......"