Qihu Park is an abandoned park nearby, because it is an old community that has been demolished, so, except in the early morning, there will be some old men and old ladies in the park to exercise, and no one will go at this time at all.

The taxi drove all the way and soon arrived at Qihu Park, and after the two got out of the car, Pu Sheng said with a smile,

"Master Gu, the gift that the little monk has prepared for you is in the woods of this park."

"You put the gift in the woods? I said that you monk should not be teasing this genius, if you dare to lie to me, then you can't afford the consequences! ”

Gu Musheng warned with a frown.

"Hehe, Amitabha, if the monks don't say anything, saying that they have gifts to give, they will definitely not deceive the ancient benefactor."

With that, the two of them had already walked briskly through the park to the woods.

The woods were overgrown by no gardeners, but in the center of the woods there was a clearing.

At this time, there was a square object more than half a meter high in the open space, and it was not known what it was because it was covered with a white cloth.

Next to the square object, there was a deep pit that had been dug out, and even the earth was new, apparently, this pit had just been dug not long ago.

"That's what you're going to give me? So big?! ”

Gu Musheng came to the square object covered with a white cloth and was surprised.

"That's right, Master Gu can lift this layer of cloth now, and the little monk promises that Master Gu will definitely be very interested in this special gift."

Pu Sheng still smiled kindly.

"I hope you don't lie to me, otherwise, I'll be angry this day."

After Gu Musheng finished speaking, he lifted the white cloth, and then, Gu Musheng's brows furrowed, his eyes looked at Pu Sheng indifferently, and he sneered,

"You, what do you mean by that?"

I saw that under the white cloth, it was a mahogany coffin!

The surface of this coffin is painted with red paint as red as blood, and it looks very dazzling!

Moreover, on top of this mahogany coffin, there is also a white shroud that only the dead can wear, and next to the shroud, there is a thick pile of paper money.

Facing Gu Musheng's unhappy questioning, Pu Sheng still smiled slightly, folded his hands, and said very politely,

"Amitabha, the ancient donor, you are not mistaken, these are all gifts for you, the little monk came from thousands of miles away from the Great Ling Tianjue Temple, just to personally give this gift to the ancient donor.

Now, Master Gu, you have eaten and eaten, please put on your longevity clothes, lie down in the coffin and go on the road with peace of mind.

The little monk will help you bury the coffin in the pit next to it, and burn some paper money for you, and by the way, it will also do a ritual for the ancient benefactor here, so that the ancient benefactor can ascend to Elysium as soon as possible. ”

The little monk Pusheng said these words lightly, as if he was just talking about a very ordinary little thing, and when he spoke, he was still smiling, looking like he was all thoughtful for Gu Musheng.

No matter how stupid Gu Musheng was, he also knew that he had been deceived at this time, and he also understood why this monk was kind enough to invite him to eat just now, it turned out to be a severed head meal.

Suddenly sneered, looked at the little monk with an expression of looking at a fool, and said indifferently,

"Little monk, you shouldn't be stupid in chanting scriptures, right? Do you know what a horrible being you're talking to?

Don't say it's you, even if your ancestor Shakyamuni is here, you ask him if he dares to be so arrogant in front of this genius! ”

"Amitabha."

Pu Sheng smiled faintly when he heard this, and in the face of Gu Musheng's words, he was extremely disdainful in his heart, but he still persuaded patiently,

"Please also ask the ancient donor to do what the little monk said, you put on your own longevity clothes, lie down in the coffin, and leave a whole corpse, but if the little monk does it, the ancient donor may not be so lucky.

Moreover, the little monk is a monk, and he can't bear to kill, so I beg you, the ancient donor, don't let the little monk be embarrassed. ”

"Hahaha!"

Gu Musheng laughed a few times as if he had heard a big joke, and couldn't help but praise,

"Little monk, I admire your ability to pretend to be forced, you pretend to be good, and you are also crazy, but, it's a pity that when you pretend to be forced and arrogant, you found the wrong person, because you don't have this strength at all in front of this genius!

So, you'd better put away your winning face. ”

In the past, the old Taoist priest told Gu Musheng that many monks like fake compassion in a pretentious manner, but now Gu Musheng has really seen it.

If you want to kill someone, you can just slap it to death in the past, how can there be so much nonsense?

But this little monk said that he would give gifts and invite himself to dinner, and until now he still looks like a good man, which is really disgusting.

"However, for the sake of your respect for this genius along the way, I can stop you without a move, and now this genius will give you a chance,

How about you put on your shroud and lie in a coffin? Maybe he will be merciful and leave you a whole corpse today, do you think about it? ”

Gu Musheng moved his wrists and neck, and smiled playfully.

"Oh? Gu Shi wants to make a move to second the little monk? ”

When Pu Sheng heard this, the smile on the corner of his mouth became even bigger, and he put one hand on his chest and said with a smile,

"Then, it seems that Master Gu is unwilling to give the little monk this face?

Well, Buddhism has clouds, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, since I have to kill today, the little monk has to endure the pain and be a villain, and personally send the ancient benefactor to you to the Elysium!

Ancient donor, Elysium, according to the solemnity, send you there, that is also for your good, please don't complain about the little monk, Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate. ”

After that, Pu Sheng's whole person suddenly changed, and a domineering and strong aura came out from the palm of his hand erected on his chest!

Then, as soon as Pu Sheng's feet stepped on the ground, the whole person rose from the ground, and in an instant, he came to the top of Gu Musheng, and slapped Gu Musheng's forehead with one palm!

"Mercy Vajra Palm!"

This palm wind is whistling, as fast as thunder, as if it has the power of splitting mountains and rocks, and even in the air, there are faint explosions of air, which shows the great power!

And Pu Sheng, until this time, was still smiling when he was killing, because when he thought about it, as soon as he came up, he used the superb palm technique of the Compassion Vajra Palm, which was already a great gift to the ancient benefactor.

Because of his palm, there is no doubt that he will take the life of the ancient donor in an instant, so that he will no longer have to endure the long torture of death, and he will be able to enter the Elysium without pain.

So, this is a good deed for yourself.

Amitabha, my Buddha...... Mercy!!!

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