The bell is the big bell in the bell tower of the temple, or the hanging bell. It is said that the sound of the bell can open people's eyes and break their troubles. Brahman, the meaning of purity. Because it is related to Buddhism, it is called the Brahma bell. This is a huge Van bell, cast in bronze, at least thousands of catties, falling silently, fast and urgent, but there is no sound, if it weren't for Wang Xiaobai following behind the little madman, I'm afraid I wouldn't feel it.

The little madman was afraid that the fake Zhong Kui would be caught by Chen Deqing, so he jumped forward and ran forward, behind him were Wang Xiaobai, Ma Biao, Geng Jianyang, he couldn't think of any danger at all, he rushed too fast, the power of the Fan Zhong was too weird, silent, Wang Xiaobai and Geng Jianyang shouted almost at the same time: "Be careful!" ”

It was still a step too late, and the bell silently covered the little madman inside, and when it fell, it was silent, but the moment it landed, it made a bang! There was a loud bang, like a sudden thunderstorm, and a masculine breath surged outward, not only Wang Xiaobai and Ma Biao, Geng Jianyang was startled, Chen Deqing, Alan, and Mr. Lang, who was filming, were all taken aback.

When the little madman turned into Zhong Kui and ran over with his teeth and claws, Mr. Lang had already discovered the little madman, and they were a little stunned when they saw a Zhong Kui running over from the madness, and then the bell fell, and then the bell fell, they did block a fake Zhong Kui here, and it was just blocked, and the fake Zhong Kui hadn't even made a move, five little ghosts were holding the soul of a living person, and a white mist was stirred up by opening their teeth and dancing claws, Chen Deqing was just about to start, and something happened here.

The sound of the bell falling to the ground was loud, and the masculine aura that stirred up was even more like a violent wind, Chen Deqing and Alan couldn't help but take a step back, and in a trance, the fake Zhong Kui and the five little ghosts disappeared into the moonlight with the souls of the living, and before everyone could react, a big monk jumped down from the roof of the factory.

The monk's body was as light as a swallow, standing steadily on the top of the Fanzhong, his hands folded, staring at strange eyes, and shouting: "What about Mr. Lang, who is Mr. Lang?" I'm the Zhizhang Zen Master of Lingguang Temple on Wutai Mountain, I'm here to participate in the Infinite Psychic Conference, I helped you catch the fake Zhong Kui, and now I can participate, right? ”

The monk has to be two meters tall, as thick as an ox, with a scruffy beard, strange eyes, a big mouth, a collapsed nose, and a ring scar on the top of his head.

Silence, death-like silence, everyone looked at the monk dumbfounded, shocked by his ugliness, his majesty, his mindlessness...... The audience watching the live broadcast was also stupid, and looked at the monk in a daze, and then the barrage bounced up like crazy, "Then such a strange monk came out?" Or is it from Wutai Mountain, and Mr. Lang is looking for it? ”

"No, I think Lang is more confused than that monk."

"I didn't see too clearly when the bell fell just now, who recorded it, kneeling and begging ......"

"This monk seems to be Lu Zhishen, like a martial arts master, jumping off the roof and standing so steadily on the bell, how did he do it?"

"I'll go, is this the Infinite Conference, or the Martial Arts Conference?"

"Master, if it weren't for the Infinite Psychic Conference, who knows how many masters there are in the world, and how many masters have not come out?"

"Zen Master Zhizhang, Zen Master with Intellectual Retardation, poof! I think it's funny ...... name."

There was silence at the scene, and the little madman who was encased in the bell shouted angrily: "Who is it? Mommy get me out! ”

The little madman moved inside, the big bell shook slightly, but the monk Zhizhang pressed under his feet, and the Van Zhong did not move steadily, allowing the little madman to kick indiscriminately inside, making a bang...... The muffled sound, Mr. Lang reacted and came over and shouted, "What are you doing?" Get the clock out of the way, it's our players inside! ”

The monk obviously recognized Mr. Lang, and said in a loud voice: "You are Mr. Lang, I have seen you on someone else's mobile phone, I said that I am the Zhizhang Zen Master of Wutai Mountain, and I am here to participate in the Infinite Psychic Conference, we presided over and said, Lingguang Temple is in disrepair, I can eat too much, the temple can't support me, let me come out to turn fate, 500,000 yuan to go back, I have no other ability, I want food everywhere, my stomach can't be filled, someone pointed out a clear way for me, let me participate in your unlimited psychic conference, said that there is money to take, And live streaming or something. ”

"I don't know so much, so I thought I would help you catch the fake Zhong Kui first, and then you could let me compete, Mr. Lang, I can do you a great favor, the fake Zhong Kui is under the bell, you can let me make money in the competition, right?"

The big monk looks ugly and scary, but the person is very cute, Mr. Lang asked, I can't wait to tell all the family background, Mr. Lang can't cry or laugh, this special mother is that and that? If you want to participate in the competition, you come according to the rules, don't participate in the audition, just jump out to make trouble, and want to participate, so there is a reason?

A little Lang was puzzled and asked, "Zhizhang, I only sent the news live this afternoon, why did you come over so quickly?" Still found this directly? ”

Zhizhang said with a smile: "I was looking for you, just passing by here, before I could set off, a little brother who gave me a charity told me that the Infinite Psychic Conference is coming here, just let me wait here, and let me watch the live broadcast, I just thought about catching that fake Zhong Kui, you can let me compete, that little brother is really a good person, take me to eat a meal of Ken what chicken, stained...... It's delicious, but I didn't eat too much......"

When the monk said this, everyone understood a rough idea, this monk is a reckless monk, a monk who has no heart, must have told people all the way that he wanted to participate in the Infinite Psychic Conference, and he also said that there were many people who had good things in recent years, and he gave his mind blindly, so this monk appeared.

What's worse is that the stupid monk recognized that as long as he helped Mr. Lang catch the fake Zhong Kui, he could compete, and put the little madman in the big bell, he caught a fake in a fake, but even if he caught the fake Zhong Kui who really wanted to be caught, it was impossible for him to participate in the show, Mr. Lang couldn't help but say: "There is a place to register on the page of the Unlimited Psychic Conference, you don't see it, let people help you sign up?" ”

The monk scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I can't read!" I don't know how to use a computer or a mobile phone, and by the way, I don't have an assistant, but I can take pictures of myself myself......"

Mr. Lang couldn't cry or laugh, and asked, "Where did you get this Van bell?" ”

"I borrowed it from the nearby Lingji Temple, hehe, I don't have a magic weapon, what's the use!"

The scene is very embarrassing, such a reckless monk is not here to make trouble, but it has achieved the effect of making trouble, do it, people are running for the unlimited psychic conference, don't do it, the monk detained the little madman, this is really a headache, no one is reckless, they are all looking at Mr. Lang, waiting for him to solve this matter.

Mr. Lang has a headache, it's already like this, so he can only let the monk release the little madman in the bell first, but he hates the monk and the little madman to death in his heart, a good show, I came into contact with that fake Zhong Kui, but I didn't expect to be a mess mixed by these two goods.

Mr. Lang held back his anger and said: "Zhizhang, you have to go through the procedure to participate in the show, it's not that you can participate if you want to, now let the little madman go and take the big bell away!" ”

The big monk rolled his strange eyes, and said angrily to Mr. Lang's urn: "When I came, that little brother pointed me out, saying that I can participate in the show as long as I catch the fake Zhong Kui, he didn't say what the procedure was, what I caught was a fake Zhong Kui, you must not be deceived by him, his appearance is an illusion, I will shake him out of his original appearance now, so that you can see clearly!" ”

As he spoke, the monk jumped down from the top of the big seed and shouted, "Reveal the truth, reveal the truth, reveal the truth, reveal the truth, Bodhisattva Bha." "Swinging your fist at the bell is a punch, just listen to the bang! There was a loud bang, and there was a trance in front of everyone's eyes, and the Heart Sutra carved on the bell seemed to come to life, with a strange fluctuation.

The voice was rough and magnificent, not so harsh, but the masculine breath vibrated out, and the people who shook trembled, and they felt that the Sanskrit-like bell was endless, more and more high, and it seemed that there were countless monks chanting in unison, and everyone couldn't help but take a step back, concentrating their hearts against the bell.

To put it bluntly, it is the same as a sonic attack, the big bell is made of bronze, extremely hard, the monk actually smashed it with his fist, but there was no discomfort, one punch was smashed, and the second punch was about to be smashed with a fist, Geng Jianyang was shocked, the first punch was too sudden, it was not stopped, and I didn't know how powerful it would be.

Monk Zhizhang is really not an ordinary person, the whole person is like made of iron, with the incantation he recited, the hand smashed the bell and actually sent out a Sanskrit sound shock, everyone was far away from the sound of the shock of the heart ups and downs, the little madman in the big bell can be imagined, if he is let down again, will the little madman be shocked to death?

Geng Jianyang arrived at the monk's side in a flash, stretched out his hand to hit him in the back of the heart, the big monk's second punch had not been smashed out, he felt Geng Jianyang's attack, roared angrily, and smashed his urn-like fist towards Geng Jianyang, this punch was so strong that Geng Jianyang didn't dare to take it hard, he staggered to dodge, and the monk's arm swept horizontally......

The monk Zhizhang has no tricks, let alone any roads, but with a huge body and great strength, Geng Jianyang can only be a fight, and the monk is like a punch from him, but he doesn't dare to take a punch from the monk, and he is at a disadvantage after fighting twice, and the monk is a little too lazy to take care of him, and his left hand is a fist and smashes it down again.

At this time, Wang Xiaobai moved, an arrow step over, the token in his hand poked on the monk's fist, the monk sighed, took a step back, Geng Jianyang seized the opportunity and gave the monk a palm on the neck, Wang Xiaobai moved, Chen Deqing also moved, stepping on the step, chanting a thousand catties, and the yellow charm in his hand was ghostly pasted towards the monk......