Three seconds after the words were spoken, the phone was hung up, and it was at this time that two women came out of the shadows of the trees.

I condescended and looked down, but all I could see was a half-outline.

It was a very familiar half-edged silhouette. Woman's side face.

If it weren't for Shao Shuyi who had jumped off the building and died, I would have thought that she would be one of the two women downstairs.

I am so familiar with Shao Shuyi, the neighbors who grew up together, will not easily forget.

However, Shao Shuyi died, it was just a very similar outline, and it was normal to not see clearly when the lights were first on.

It was at this time. Both girls looked back at me at the same time.

It was at this moment that I had a hellish feeling.

Because of these two women, one of them is Shao Shuyi, and the other is Du Meiru.

I saw them very clearly. The sound and smile are so real.

After a brief moment of consternation, I rushed downstairs to the sidewalk outside.

The two figures disappeared when I appeared. I remembered the direction they were taking, and I chased after them and saw two snakes on one of the walls.

Two snakes, one red and one black, were intertwined with each other like tattoos on my body.

This is a strange and obscene acacia poison. There will be no such strange coincidences in the world.

I stared at the graffiti on the wall, like someone had just painted it. I looked around, it was still early, but there was no one else around.

I saw Du Meiru and Shao Shuyi just now, did I see it wrong, or did I see their ghosts.

Just when I was in shock, I heard a Buddha call from behind me: "Amitabha! ”

This Buddha horn was extremely loud, and it was obvious that the people who shouted this slogan were full of anger.

As soon as I turned around, I saw an old monk standing not far away.

The old monk was dressed in an earthy yellow monk's robe, looking dirty and torn, with a pinch of white beard, which looked a bit like a fairy wind and bones.

"Immeasurable Buddha!" He yelled again, and then walked towards me.

He came over, grabbed my hand, and said to me with a smile on his face:

"Mida Buddha, donor, if I wasn't dizzy, you would be the one I'm looking for!"

"Huh?" When I heard this sentence, I couldn't help but ask, "Why did the master say this?" ”

"I see that you have a commotion gushing out from the heavenly spirit cover, it is a fateful calamity, if I am not wrong, it should be a red face tribulation, also known as the lust tribulation!" The old monk touched his beard and said.

Hearing the old monk say this, I was suddenly shocked in my heart, and I glanced at the old monk from head to toe again, and quickly asked, "The master is amazing, I don't know how to call it?" ”

"Haha......" The old monk laughed again, "The old man is in the temple in the ranks, and the master named me Anhao!" ”

"Huh? What the? "I was stunned when I heard it.

"The old man is well!" The old monk said it again.

This time I could hear it clearly, and there was no hair in front of me. An old monk with a snow-white beard, Dharma name: Anhao.

"Master, your master is an Internet celebrity, right?" I asked half-jokingly. Originally, the old monk revealed the poison in my body at a glance, and I respected him as a master. But when I heard the name of the law, I looked like a liar.

"Fei Ye, Fei Ye, my master's Dharma name Treasure Elephant!" The old monk said seriously.

"Okay!" I decided not to entangle with him over the name, "Master Anhao, is the erotic robbery you said in your mouth powerful?" ”

When the old monk heard me ask, he immediately stroked his beard and said, "Well, this...... Naturally, it's amazing! ”

"Then do you have a way to resolve it?" I then asked.

"Well, well......" he said and stopped, "donor, the old man has come from a long journey, and he hasn't eaten for three days!" ”

"Well said. What do you want to eat? ”

"I don't have any special requirements, I just want to eat hot pot?"

"Huh? Chafing dish? Master Anhao, are you a monk? ”

"That's once, the old man has decided to return to vulgarity!"

"Uh...... "I feel deceived. Absolute.

Rao is so, fortunately, I decided to invite him to a hot pot, not bad money.

As soon as he entered the Sichuan-Chongqing hot pot restaurant, the old monk immediately seemed to be a different person.

From Mandarin to Sichuan. "The hot pot is medium and spicy, three portions of duck intestines, and three portions of fat beef, and the hemp is slippery!"

And then. We sat down at the table, and at this time, the waiter came up to pour the tea and couldn't help but make a joke: "Master." So you're a flower monk, huh? ”

"Well...... Well, you don't know, there is an old saying that wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha sits in his heart! "The old monk still speaks in one set.

Now I'm pretty much sure. I was 100% deceived. But I'm not angry, at least this good old monk is still funny, invite him to a meal, chat and drink a glass of wine. It's also pretty good, it's not bad money anyway.

"Two bottles of wine on the waiter!" I said to the waiter.

When the old monk heard this, he said to me: "Donor, if you drink wine. That's a catastrophe, even more powerful! ”

Forehead! Say he's a liar, and he'll be able to say it. Let's say he's not a liar, an old monk is well. Drink wine and eat meat.

Let's leave it alone whether he's a liar or not!

"Ice and it will be better!" I'll go back to the sentence.

The hot pot was served, the dishes were served, and the old monk said: "Then I'm welcome!" ”

After saying that, he began to eat a lot. I added ice to the liquor and drank it slowly.

The old monk ate five plates of duck intestines and four plates of fat beef in one go, and then he looked full of wine and food, and then picked his teeth with a toothpick and said to me:

"Brother is a good person, what do you call it?"

"I used to call me a donor. Changing your name to brother now? Is it good to be a liar and be professional? "I questioned in my heart the professionalism of his deception.

"Du Chongyang!"

"Well, Chongyang donor, good name!"

Well, it's been renamed the donor again.

After I was sure he was a liar. I won't ask him how to deal with the poisonous method of strange and lewd acacia. Just come out and talk to someone.

"Master Anhao, where are you from? Where are you going? I also asked as if I were a master.

"I don't want to say where I come from, where I go depends on where I can go!" After the old monk finished speaking, he asked me for a cigarette. Slowly ignited.

"Okay!" I nodded and said no more.

At this time, the old monk asked me to borrow a fire to light a cigarette and lit it. After taking a deep breath, he shook his head with a rather enjoyable look, "Chongyang donor, there are three kinds of red face tribulation, the first is brought by yourself, the second is harmed, and the third is what you want, which one do you belong to?" ”

When I completely thought that the old monk was a liar, the old monk appeared in front of me again as a master.

"The second type!" I replied.

"Hmm!" The old monk nodded, "I'm guessing you're like that too!" There are also three ways to resolve the red face tribulation! ”

"Let's hear it!" I don't have hope for the old monk.

"The first is to become a monk and use the power of the Dharma to resolve it. The second. Find the person who has fallen under the Gu and eradicate this person. But there is a risk, the Gu poison will backfire. The third is a bit cruel. But the most effective, wielding a knife from the palace! ”

"Uh......" heard the third one, and my third leg couldn't help but tremble.

"In the old man's opinion, the first is the best policy!"

"If I had to choose, I'd go for the second one!"

It's all a drunken conversation.

"Hey...... If I'm in your grade, I'll only choose the second one! The old monk sighed with emotion.

"Thank you for the master's teachings, I will take my leave!"

I got up and prepared to leave, but I didn't believe a word of the old monk's words.

"Chongyang donor, aren't you afraid of this red face calamity?" The old monk looked surprised.

"I'm afraid!" I replied, "But don't be afraid!" ”

When the old monk saw that I was leaving, he quickly stood up, "You take me, I can help you!" ”

"Not necessarily!" I refuse.

"Donor, you're still too young to know how powerful the old man is!" The old monk followed me as he spoke. There is a feeling of never dying.

"Master Anhao, we have a shallow fate, and we will see you again in the future! Amitabha! ”

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