Mu Yunjun's face: ━━∑( ̄□ ̄*|||━━hat？？？ What the hell is going on???

She turned her head to look at the door behind her, and then turned back to stare at the fat monk who was still roaring wildly, with question marks all over her face.

"Attack the right! Hidden perspective! Don't get in the way, you kid! ”

"Release the Demon Emperor! Go down to the sand, you release your Demon Emperor! No way! I asked you to release the Demon Emperor, why did you release the Ghost Emperor? Your Ghost Emperor will be suppressed by it, are you stupid! ”

"Yes, yes, yes, straight to the point - don't relax!"

Mu Yunjun stood next to him for two minutes, the fat monk was in this state, and she silently sat on the bunk opposite him.

At this time, the fat monk kept his eyes on the game, but suddenly said in his mouth: "The little donor, please take care of yourself, and wait for the old man to accept this ghost ancestor and then talk to the little donor." Tea can be drunk as much as you like, pour it as you like, you're welcome......"

Mu Yunjun: "............"

I was so tired, and when he saw a very old monk wearing a Buddhist robe like a game madman in front of him, Mu Yunjun deeply felt that he had come to the wrong place.

What about the monks who said they were good? What about the solemn and kind old monk who said yes? What's going on with this fat monk who plays like a young man?

After waiting for a few minutes and not seeing that the old monk had the intention of stopping, Mu Yunjun sighed speechlessly, and simply poured the tea by himself.

The tea set on the table had been washed and the water had been boiled. I also made a pot of tea there, but I didn't pour it in a cup.

Mu Yunjun reached out and took a teacup from the tea tray and washed it before pouring a cup of tea. The fragrance of the tea is mixed with the scent of sandalwood in the incense burner.

She took a sip of tea, which was moist and sweet.

Tea is good tea......

It's just that the people who drink tea together are a little ...... What's that...... It's hard to put into words.

"Hold on! Hold on! There's still a fifth of the blood, and you'll be able to cut it off in no time! Defend and watch out for those stalking guys around you! Keep an eye on it! ”

After Mu Yunjun finished drinking the second cup of tea, he couldn't help but stand up silently, and then silently moved behind the old monk, his eyes falling on his mobile phone.

She silently watched the fat monk and a few teammates together, and when this ghost ancestor-level big boss was about to be harvested at the end, she was suddenly hit by a huge formation next to it and controlled all of them.

"I'm rubbing! Defense: You guys actually let the stealing food in! Stop! What is the use of you? The fat monk was excited, and his whole body straightened up in an instant. Glaring angrily, he gritted his teeth and scolded.

Mu Yunjun rolled his eyes, and when he saw that the old monk still couldn't control his role, he couldn't bear it and suddenly reached out and grabbed the fat monk's mobile phone.

"Ahh The fat monk was startled, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Mu Yunjun holding the mobile phone in one hand, and the five fingers of one hand were open on the screen and clicking in circles.

Soon, a piercing scream of "————" came from the phone.

"Alright, this Ghost Ancestor has been killed by your team. Can you put down your phone now? Great monk? Mu Yunjun threw the phone back with an expressionless face and gave it to the fat monk who had not come back to his senses in a daze.

As soon as the fat monk heard her say this, he immediately looked down at his phone. Sure enough, the ghost ancestor on the game screen has died, and a pop-up box to recover the ghost ancestor soul pill appears on their interface.

"Yay? Killed? How do you do it? That was a zombie formation just now, as long as it was covered, everyone could only be like zombies and couldn't move. The fat monk looked surprised.

Mu Yunjun is usually not very obsessed with games, but it doesn't mean that she can't play, she just doesn't like to play. This ghost hunter game, she can still play it.

She said simply: "You are using Buddhists, and the zombie formation is only seventy percent rigid to Buddhists. Buddhists who have reached level 50 or above will have a hidden skill that can resolve this rigid state. ”

The fat monk asked suspiciously: "Hidden skills?" What hidden skills? ”

Mu Yunjun said: "Purple qi comes from the east. ”

The fat monk clicked into his skill interface and looked for it, and did see a gray hidden skill that was recovering its value.

"There really is!"

Mu Yunjun sat back and continued to pour a cup of tea. Only then did he speak: "Okay, you're done with the game." Can you get down to business? Could it be that I was asked to come and watch you play? ”

Only then did the fat monk suddenly narrow his eyes and smile on his face, revealing a kind smile. He straightened his body and sat cross-legged, and looked at Mu Yunjun with a smile.

He changed his worldly appearance just now, and said to her with an unfathomable expression: "The old man is the inner elder of this Dongyun Temple. Since last month, my Buddha has instructed the old man that there is a noble person coming tonight. So I sent someone to wait at the bottom of the mountain early. ”

Mu Yunjun rolled his eyes at him and said, "What kind of serious appearance are you putting on now?" Don't talk about those false things, what are you looking for me? ”

She was just passing by, and she didn't mean to look for these monks. Obviously, there must be something wrong with this monk looking for himself.

The old monk smiled and said, "Does the donor feel that as long as he passes by my Buddha Holy Land, he will feel entangled and conflicted between the two sides?" ”

Mu Yunjun squinted at him: "Isn't that normal?" I don't like you places like this in the first place. ”

She didn't explain what she said, nor did she directly admit the fat monk's words.

However, it is indeed not easy for this monk to know her physical condition.

The fat monk smiled and picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then put it down before saying, "Then the old man said bluntly, can the donor know the cause and effect of your past life?" ”

Mu Yunjun tilted his head and said to him, "How do I know? Does it have anything to do with this? ”

Didn't you say that she was in a situation of physical conflict? Why did you bring it up to her previous life? Besides, who would have nothing to look at their past lives! And even if she wanted to, she couldn't see herself.

The fat monk said: "Amitabha." There is a cause to have an effect, and the cause of the past life brings the effect of this life. The donor should have a good understanding of the past life so that he can know whether the fruit of this life is good or evil. ”

Mu Yunjun endured and endured, but he couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "Master, can you speak in a more popular way?" I feel fake like you...... You're smiling fakely......"

The fat monk's face stiffened with a smile, and then he put away the smirk on his face. actually rolled his eyes like Mu Yunjun. Said: "Okay, okay, I'll tell you normally." Don't admit it, I think you've almost sensed two breaths in your body. In addition to the ghost qi that you have been cultivating, there is a new aura that is about to awaken in your body recently. Therefore, as long as you encounter a temple or a place with Buddha aura, you will feel that your heart is collided by two breaths, and your ghost qi is suppressing your new aura and officially waking up. ”

Mu Yunjun looked at him expressionlessly: "Can you see another breath in my body?" ”