"Amitabha."

Monk Daoji, the earthly dharma body of the Venerable Dragon Descendant, is in the human realm of many different parallel worlds. There have been various deeds of his incarnation. Now, the Taoist monk who is famous in the Three Realms is actually standing in front of Fan Ren alive. For a while, Fan Ren began to think about whether he would go up and ask for an autograph.

But Fan Ren's state at the moment. It didn't look very good, and the whole person began to tremble slightly, and the blood in his eyes became even thicker.

"Please save him, Master!"

Xie Miao looked at Fan Ren's increasingly wrong state, and her heart became more and more anxious.

Monk Daoji walked drunkenly. opened his eyes, which had been drinking a little red, and glanced at Fan Ren: "Hehe." I didn't expect even him to fall to such a point...... However, others do not save. His words. Monk, I still have to save it......"

said. Monk Daoji gently touched the sparse stubble on his chin. Holding a tattered fan in his hand, he brought the fan in front of him. took a sip of wine, then lifted the fan and hit Fan Ren's head hard.

"Bell!"

Somehow. After Monk Daoji's broken pu fan hit Fan Ren's head, a crisp bell sounded. Fan Ren, who was trembling slightly, immediately returned to normal.

"Ho! Wake up! ”

A kind smile appeared on Daoji's face. He looked at Fan Ren like an elder.

If you ignore the stench on Dao Ji's body, Fan Ren feels that it will all be very harmonious.

"Haha. Interesting and interesting. I didn't expect that in this life, you will be so interesting, monk, I am looking forward to it more and more, those people above. What would be the reaction when you see you now? ”

Fan Ren's heart moved. Based on usual experience. Yourself this is ...... I've been read again.

Mind reading is really ...... It's too unfriendly

Then Fan Ren immediately thought of something...... After the edification of many novels, from the words of the Taoist monk, Fan Ren quickly extracted the key things,

He...... In other words, the Dragon Descending Venerable is very familiar with his previous life, and he should be a particularly bullish character in his previous life.

So maybe he appeared here, and he was also planning behind the scenes.

For some reason, Fan Ren suddenly thought of Comrade Tang, although he should be surnamed Chen according to reason, but this is not the point.

Fan Ren shook his head. Throw aside that unrealistic thought in your mind.

How can I be a monk, I am simply out of my mind.

……

looked at Fan Ren's face for a while. Xie Miao pushed Fan Ren's forehead: "Young Master Ren." What kind of mess do you want, why don't you thank the master......"

Dao Ji shook his head with a smile and plucked a small wine gourd from his waist. Take a sip gently.

"No, no."

said. Dao Ji personally looked at the huge female ghost not far away. I wiped my lips with my left hand, which was not too clean. Then there was a hiccup.

Ever since he appeared. The female ghost seemed to be afraid of his presence, and did not launch a new attack.

Doji hung the flask back on his waist. Gently lift the tattered fan.

"Ma Mi Ma Mi Coax!"

The fan grew in the wind, and soon became twice the size of the female ghost, and Dao Ji carried the handle of the fan. With a strong wave, the huge fan fell, and in an instant, the huge female ghost was flattened.

The Hundred Ghosts Gathering Formation that was originally established not far away also turned into a pile of sand under Dao Ji's blow.

And after the formation disappeared. In the open space, several figures appeared, and Huang Jun and his party were lying on the ground like this. Sleep soundly.

Although sleep sweetly. However, it seems that the five people are in very bad condition.

All five of them were covered with a tattered quilt, and at the moment the quilt was on top of it. Maggots wriggled.

At the same time, the smell of strong hormones emanated from the five people. The obvious wet stains on the originally thick quilt are constantly expanding.

Apparently. These five people. Without exception, they are all dreaming of great disharmony, but they don't know what kind of scene they need to be harmonious in that dream.

"Disgusting!"

Xie Miao looked at the scene in front of him, and felt uncomfortable for a while: "Young Master Ren, they are now entangled by something similar to a dream demon. I won't wake up for a while, how are we going to figure out how to get them away......"

Fan Ren looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly got goosebumps: "Too difficult? I sent them a telegram to heal......"

As he spoke, a shining blue thunder light appeared in Fan Ren's hand. I want to go forward and wake them up.

Although there are two good-looking girls in it. But in such a scene, Fan Ren is not so heavy-mouthed.

"No need. Monk, I have a way to ......"

The drunken Daoji monk rolled up his sleeves. Two sleek, thin arms were exposed. With a fan of the pu fan, a huge Buddha light flashed, and the five people went directly back to their respective homes......

"Uh-huh!"

After sending off the five mortals, Monk Daoji stretched his waist lightly, looking sleepy. Then he inserted the pu fan in his hand into his neck: "The poor monk is gone!" ”

Saying that, without waiting for the two to say goodbye, Monk Daoji turned around. Humming a ballad. Drifting away.

In the wind, only the drunken singing voice of the Daoji monk was left.

"The shoes are broken~ the hat is broken~ the robe on the body is broken~ you laugh at me~ he laughs at me~ a fan is broken~"

……

West Tianling Mountain

In a gorgeous temple, a heroic and extraordinary-looking figure in the shape of a Buddha is standing on a lotus platform, squinting and closing his eyes to recuperate.

A tall and thin monk. Cautiously walked in through the door. Later, before coming to the lotus platform, the five bodies fell to the ground, knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Bodhisattva...... A hundred demons that we have set up in the human world. It was broken by the Dragon Venerable. ”

The Buddha-like heroic man opened his eyes, glanced at the monk kneeling on the ground, and said in a calm tone: "It's just a winery, and if it's broken, it's broken." The deity already knows, and next time, don't call the deity any bodhisattva...... If the child gives the name to the deity, the deity is not rare at all. ”

I heard the people on the lotus platform say this. The body of a monk kneeling on the ground. Trembling like chaff: "Understood...... Lord Mingzun. ”

"Don't make too many moves lately...... Rulai and Maitreya's side...... Keep an eye on it. ”

The man known as Mingzun spoke indifferently. sound. It's full of the smell of fresh breeze.

Then Mingzun waved his hand lightly, and an empty wine cup appeared on his right hand.

Mingzun shook the wine cup slightly, as if asking the monk who was kneeling on the ground.

"You say, is it better to make wine from the soul, or to drink from a living person, or to ......?"

There was a powerful suction force from the wine cup, and the monk who was kneeling on the ground showed a frightened expression on his face, and he was quickly sucked into the wine cup.

In an instant

And there came out of the cup, golden brown

Wine.

……

In an empty temple. Mingzun's voice echoed.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground."

"It's not that easy in the world."