After being beaten away by Obsessive Yuan last time, Bai Wuqiu had a bottom fire on this fat monk in his heart. Now seeing him come to the door again, the second stunned man's heart is on fire, and he has changed his habit of scolding the street before he starts. After taking off his coat, he rushed towards the obsession.

This time, he had already prepared for it, and when he was undressing, the fat monk's mouth began to recite the Buddha silently. At the same time as the two stunned people rushed over, a layer of golden light had already appeared on the fat body, and this golden light grew when it met the wind. By the time Bai Wuqiu rushed in front of him, the golden light of this protective body was already more than half a foot.

When the fist of the second stunned man was about to hit the chest of Zhiyi Yuan, the fat monk shouted at it with angry eyes: "Bah! As soon as one word came out, the golden light on his body instantly skyrocketed. The moment Bai Wuqiu's body touched the golden light, it was as if it had been hit by a powerful force. The second stunned person spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and his body flew straight back. After flying out more than ten feet away, he landed in the courtyard of the big house. It's a little scary to look at the appearance of being covered in blood, but fortunately, it shouldn't be a big deal to have a chest that is all there to lose. After rolling on the ground, the second stunned man stood up slowly.

Wu Mian had fought with Zhiyuan before, and he knew the depth of the fat monk's technique. Although the ability of Baiwuqiu is not as good as this monk, it is not so bad. At that moment, after seeing his nephew and grandson being beaten, the white-haired man sneered, and was about to go over to make the decision for Bai Wuqiu. Leng Buding was stopped by the Returnee, the old guy pointed to the second stunned man who was struggling to get up and laughed, and said to the white-haired man: "Old man, if I don't mean it, this stupid son has to guess if it is born to my old man......"

After saying a word, Wu Mian glanced at the old guy, snorted and didn't mean to go back. He smiled and stopped his cheap son who was about to rush over again: "Silly boy, his spells are weird, specializing in restraining monsters and souls." Even if your eldest brother Baijiang arrives, he may not be able to win this monk's strange spell. Come back, hit the small one, and the old one will call the shots for you. ”

Although Bai Wuqiu is not stupid, he seems to have been hit in the chest with a heavy hammer just now. It's really the same as the old guy said, his demon method was restrained to death by this fat monk. At that moment, the second stunned man stopped, glanced at the 'biological father' who was slowly thinking about the obsessive Yuan walking past, and said, "Old guy, anyway, your son was beaten just now." You father, look at it, Lao Tzu is so big, you are not willing to fight the old guy...... Old guy, you really haven't beaten Lao Tzu, have you? ”

"Old man, I am reasonable with anyone" After saying with a smile, he had already walked to a position less than two or three feet away from Obsessed Yuan. After smiling at the monk, he lowered his head and began to roll up his sleeves.

After the fat monk was taught a lesson by Wu Mian before, he also knew that he was probably not the opponent of this old guy. At that moment, he slowly stepped back, and said to the old guy who was getting closer and closer: "Old donor, you saw clearly just now, it was your son who rushed at the monk first. Do you still want to kill people and kill your brothers, who are hiding monks? ”

Hearing Zhimiyuan say this, he suddenly became interested, he stopped, smiled at the fat monk, and said, "Monk, your senior brother can't be found, is it also counted on our heads?" ”

Seeing that he would not come over for the time being, he was obsessed with Yuan and breathed a sigh of relief. After snorting at the moment, he said to the old guy: "My senior brother said that he would return in three months, but yesterday was the promised return period, and he has not come back yet." Senior brother has always done what he says, but now he has not returned, you must have designed him to hide. Maybe Senior Brother and his old man have already been poisoned by you! You are so ruthless, you pity my senior brother for the seventh generation as a monk. ...... will kill you."

Hearing the obsessive Yuan talking to himself, it seemed that he had seen the old monk being strangled to death, and then destroying the corpse. The old guy smiled bitterly, and didn't need to listen any further. At that moment, his body shook in front of the fat monk, and before he could react, he saw that he had already stretched out a finger and tapped it on the fat monk's chest. The old guy's movements are not fast, but he is obsessed with watching it, and he just can't dodge.

As the old guy's finger stretched out, the golden light on Zhiyuan's body spread out like mist, and he didn't dare to make any contact with the finger of the returnee.

The moment the old guy's fingers touched the chest of Zhiyuan Yuan, the fat monk first spurted out a mouthful of blood. Finally, he flew backwards straight. This posture is the same as the posture of the two stunned people being beaten out just now, and even the distance of flying out is almost the same, repeating the experience of being beaten out just now.

After the little monk brought by Zhiyuan saw that it was not good, they all rushed over to check on the master's injury. But before they could pass, the fat monk had already jumped up from the ground, "Nan Wu Amitabha!" After yelling at the Buddha's horn, Zhiyuan strode over towards no return. As he walked, he continued to roar: "Is there still a royal law?" You poisoned my senior brother and injured him, do you want to kill the monk again? Come on, come on! The monk himself gave away the head. Hurry up and do it, don't mistake the monk to go down and reunite with the senior brother! Today, the monk died here, and it was Sun Tzu who didn't dare to do it! ”

When these few words came out, I was stunned for a moment. glanced back at Bai Wuqiu, who was staring at the obsessive Yuan, ready to pounce at any time. After laughing silently, he said to his cheap son: "Go back and ask your mother, did you still have a twin brother......

Although he was not reasonable yesterday, he had been practicing penance in front of the Buddha for many years, and he did not reveal his true nature. Now the life and death of the old monk are uncertain, and the fat monk can't take care of it much in a panic, revealing his true appearance, and now he is the second one who has nothing to ask for. Although the ability to scold the street is much worse, there is more scoundrel energy in the words, and this second stunned person is a little worse.

"Phew! He deserves it too! After taking a sip, when he was about to say a few more words, the eyes of the second stunned man suddenly widened, and he said to his 'biological father': "Old guy be careful! This stinky shameless guy plays yin! ”

When the second stunned man spoke, Zhiyuan had already taken out a demon-slaying pestle with pointed sides from his monk's robe, and pierced it into the lower abdomen of the non-returnable son who was paying attention to his cheap son. When he saw that he was about to tie it up, the old guy seemed to have eyes on his back. Reaching out from behind and dotting on the tip of the demon slaying pestle, "Bang! After a loud bang, the demon-slaying pestle in Obsessive Yuan's hand had been blown into powder. The fat monk's fingers were also bloody and blurry, but that's it, Zhiyuan didn't even retreat, holding his almost crippled hand, and pinched it towards the neck of the returnee.

At this time, a Buddha horn suddenly sounded behind him, "Nan Wu Amitabha!" Obsessed! What did I tell you when I went out, did you want to be angry with me? ”

After Zhiyuan heard this, he shivered all over his body. Then he ignored the idea of returning or not, and turned to look at the place where the voice had come from. I saw my senior brother appear in the position of more than 20 zhang behind him, and a monk wearing a hat followed behind his senior brother.

"Senior brother, it's good that you didn't die, scared the monk to death......" After seeing that the senior brother was intact, Zhiyuan grinned and cried. He didn't care about the injuries on his hands, and when he wiped his tears, he wiped the blood on his hands on his face, looking at this tall and fat monk with blood on his face, which was indescribably terrifying.

At this time, the old monk also came over. Rushing to return or not, he folded his hands and said: "Let the donor smile, my junior brother is usually fine, but he can't meet things." Originally, he should have been cultivating Buddhism for decades, and he should have had some strength, but he didn't expect him to relapse into his old ways, which disturbed several donors. ”

He smiled and said, "Great monk, you don't have to be polite, this is coming back from the East China Sea?" Standing behind you is the former generous master Xu Fu? ”

"Old monk, I don't have the fate to meet Master Xu Fu Dafang." After shaking his head, the old monk continued: "But this time there is also a harvest, and a new disciple has been accepted on the sea. Come, Guangxiao, and meet a few donors......"

As he spoke, the monk behind him had already taken off his hat, revealing a bald head with a familiar face, which was the Guangxiao who had been a monk for many years......