What kind of rhythm is this?

The White Dragon Daoist slapped the head of the monks of the Reclining Buddha Temple, why did these monks of the Reclining Buddha Temple kneel down for him?

There is also an old monk, this guy is the ancestor of the Reclining Buddha Temple, before the birth of the Dragon King, his status in Thailand, that is simply the leader of the dragon's shoulder.

Seeing that the White Dragon Daoist didn't agree with him, he directly asked his own disciples and grandchildren to kneel, what does it mean?

I was looking at the monks kneeling all over the ground, and finally my eyes fell on the old monk opposite, and my brain was like a computer going down, and I completely lost the ability to think.

Even the cute baby baby Zombie and Xiao Qingya around me all opened their mouths into an "O" shape.

"Well, you old bald donkey knows the rules." Seeing all the monks kneeling, the White Dragon Daoist nodded, and suddenly said to the old monk Akong: "Your disciples and grandchildren understand the rules, what about you?" ”

I suddenly stirred my spirit, what's the matter, Daoist Bailong, is this asking the old monk Akong to kneel too?

This...... Is it too powerful and domineering?

As soon as the thought came to mind, the monk Akong on the opposite side clasped his hands together, without any ambiguity, and actually made a gesture at the White Dragon Dao Chief.

Although he didn't kneel like other monks, such a simple action was enough to prove that he and the White Dragon Dao Elder were superior!

I clutched my head, feeling like my brain was running out of steam, what the hell was going on?

The head of the White Dragon Dao pretended to be so blunt from beginning to end, why did these monks of the Reclining Buddha Temple still eat this set?

Subconsciously, I looked at the back of the White Dragon Dao Chief, his back was straight, like a majestic mountain rising from the ground, and at a glance, the spirit of the king was spraying out.

But...... This is such a!

If the king's overlord qi is really useful, buddy's previous life is longer than the sea of Bailongdao, why can't buddy use the king's overlord qi to suppress others?

Something must be going on here!

Thinking of this, I remembered what the White Dragon Daoist said to me on the phone before, he had come to Thailand with my grandfather.

The reaction of the Reclining Pho Temple to him now must have something to do with the events of the past!

But this is not the time to ask this.

After making a gesture, the old monk Akong straightened his waist and looked at Bailong Daoist with a calm face: "Bailong, what disturbed you to Thailand?" ”

"Humph!" The White Dragon Daoist snorted coldly and waved his hand: "Let your disciples and grandchildren go back to sleep, they are not qualified to talk to me Bailong." ”

Mighty and domineering!

Mighty and domineering!

I trembled with excitement, I knew that the White Dragon Daoist was so fierce in the Reclining Buddha Temple, so why did the buddy promise to kill the Dragon King in the Reclining Buddha Temple?

Just call the White Dragon Daoist over directly, and use the aura of the king to press Monk Akong to hand over the dragon vein stone!

The old monk Akong on the opposite side was not ambiguous, and he really listened to the words of the White Dragon Daoist, waved his hand, and let all the monks disperse.

After all the monks had returned, he smiled slightly, glanced at me, and then stretched out his right hand and made a "please" to us and let us into the house.

Bailong Dao Chang tilted his head slightly, taking a figure-eight step, like the arrogance of a rich man going to the countryside to comfort the tenants, and swaggered to the old monk Akong's wing.

I took the cute baby little zombie and Xiao Qingmi to follow behind, and involuntarily the waist board stopped, and the feeling of coming to the family was different from the special mother!

Entering the wing room, the head of the white dragon road was already sitting on the bench, his right foot was still on the bench and trembling, he didn't have the temperament of a master at all, and he looked like an old rascal.

On the contrary, the old monk Akong did not complain at all, smiled and made tea respectfully.

I sat down and smelled the fragrance of this tea, refreshing people's hearts, and it was a good tea!

After Monk Akong finished his work, the White Dragon Daoist waved his hand casually: "Sit down, I have something to ask you." ”

The old monk sat down as if the junior had seen the senior.

This scene is not to mention how much it should be done.

Although both of them have white beards and white hair, and they look like fairy wind bones, but the appearance of the White Dragon Dao Leader is much younger than that of the old monk Akong, but this status is the opposite.

Maybe you don't have much of an impression of that, but what if you change it to your grandfather's respectful appearance in front of your father? Isn't it exciting?

"White Dragon, what's the matter?" The old monk asked with a smile.

The head of the White Dragon Dao waved his hand: "They are all old and immortal, and the poor Dao doesn't have anything to do with you, let's say, where is my apprentice?" ”

"Apprentice? Who? The old monk raised his eyebrows and asked puzzledly.

"Liu Changge!" Bailong Dao slammed his palm on the table, and the water in the tea bowl splashed on the table, and he said sharply: "My personal disciple was injured in your Thailand, and you sent him back to Huaxia, but he disappeared halfway, this apprentice, you have to compensate me!" ”

"He's your personal disciple?" The old monk Akong's face changed greatly, and he frowned and said in a deep voice: "Did something happen to them Tongyuan?" ”

"You don't know yet?" I'm not calm anymore, this is too fun to be a teacher, right?

A monk who trusts him so much has an accident at sea with a vote of monks, and he doesn't even know?

"The old monk really doesn't know." The old monk shook his head solemnly: "If you know that Liu Changge is the personal disciple of the White Dragon Daoist, this escort, the old monk will definitely go out in person." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, now that my apprentice has an accident, what do you say about this?" The White Dragon Dao Chief waved his hand with an impatient look.

Inside the house, death was silent.

The old monk took out a string of Buddhist beads and shook it, his face full of sadness, as if he was thinking about something.

I subconsciously glanced at the White Dragon Daoist, and I didn't know what was going on with him, it stands to reason that the White Dragon Daoist is arrogant, but if he can be the head of Shushan, he must also be a reasonable person.

Now, he is stalking and biting the old monk Akong to explain, and he is almost like the old man who touches porcelain, is it difficult to ...... Is Liu Changge's accident really a ghost in the Reclining Buddha Temple?

After two minutes, the old monk Ah Kong sighed, slowly raised his head, and said: "White Dragon, the old monk can't give you an explanation for this matter, after all, there are still a group of elite disciples of my Reclining Buddha Temple on that boat, and now something has happened, it must be the Dragon King's doing, even if you want to explain this matter, you can only find the Dragon King to explain." ”

"Dragon King? You Thai cow than the girl who lowered his head? The White Dragon Daoist's voice was low, staring at the old monk Akong: "Then say so, the poor Dao asked you to explain, but you didn't confess?" ”

The old monk Akong shook the Buddha beads and said helplessly: "It's the old monk who really can't explain it, this matter, our Reclining Buddha Temple is also a victim, and this matter is the Dragon King's hands, you also know how powerful the Dragon King is in Thailand, even our Reclining Buddha Temple can only swallow this loss into the stomach." ”

Bang!

As soon as the words fell, the head of the White Dragon Dao slapped the table and stood up suddenly: "Very good, if you don't give an explanation, then the poor Dao will come by yourself, Chen boy, follow me!" ”

I got up blankly and took the little zombie and Xiao Qingmi to follow the White Dragon Daoist, and when I walked to the door, the White Dragon Daoist suddenly stopped and said coldly: "Old bald donkey, I forgot to tell you that this Chen boy is Chen Daolin's own grandson!" ”

Syllable!

Whoa......

There was a dense loud bang.

I looked back, and the old monk Akong had already stood up, and the Buddhist beads in his hand were suddenly disconnected, and there were Buddhist beads scattered on the ground, and he was looking at me in horror.

Scared like this by my grandfather?

I frowned, but the White Dragon Dao Leader beside me walked straight out, I reacted and hurriedly followed.

After walking out of the Reclining Buddha Temple, the White Dragon Daoist suddenly scolded with a gloomy face: "Niang Xipi, this old fox has played a good show!" ”

(End of chapter)