The figure that appeared with the ancient and mighty bell was none other than Master Buzhou.

Master Buzhou's bony body was draped in a red and gold robe, the wrinkled old cloth was like tree bark, his bald head was shiny, his long eyebrows and white beard were not eye-catching, but his appearance calmed people's irritable hearts at once.

There is nothing special about Master Buzhou, just like an ordinary old monk, but just like that, it gives people a sense of sacredness, enlightenment, and guidance, just like a holy Buddha who descends to earth.

The noisy square fell silent all of a sudden, and countless eyes were all cast on Master Buzhou's body, moving as he walked.

Master Buzhou walked very slowly, giving people a feeling of weakness, but in the eyes of everyone, his whole body was glowing, and everyone looked at him, and they didn't even dare to take a breath.

Master Buzhou sat down in front of the main hall, his eyes seemed to be unable to open, just two slits, although they were two slits, but the light of wisdom in his eyes was difficult to hide.

Master Buzhou folded his hands and chanted softly, "Amitabha", his eyes narrowed into two slits and scanned the crowd, the ancient well was waveless, and then stayed in the direction of Muyang Fei at the forefront.

Master Buzhou's eyes opened slightly, and he slowly spoke: "Amitabha, donor, why are you here?" ”

Everyone shook their heads, and sure enough, in the final analysis, the Buddha can't escape the world, and if there is a mistake, the ghost will grind this sentence, no matter what era or that place, it is the truth.

Being looked at by Master Buzhou, Mu Yangfei was also a little stunned, he sat at the front, sitting on a chair, and naturally would be the first to be named by Master Buzhou.

However, Master Buzhou's attitude and tone were as if they had met and they were friends.

However, it was the first time I came to Rulai Temple, and the first time I saw Master Buzhou.

Before that, he didn't know who Master Buzhou was.

However, after thinking about it, I don't know Master Zhou, it doesn't mean that Master Zhou doesn't know me, how can I say that my father is also a guest of Rulai Temple, and it is understandable to know myself.

What made Mu Yangfei want to laugh was that he also thought that the famous Master Buzhou was an immortal cultivator or an alien person.

I never thought that he was just an ordinary person, and if he wanted to say that he was different from ordinary people, he would just have some internal skills.

Is it really as divine as it is out there?

Or is it that the eyes of the world are mortal and can't see why?

Mu Yangfei sat slumped in the chair, stilted Erlang's legs, and grinned: "My father donates so much money to your Rulai Temple every year, can't I come?"

I heard that the old man can help people guide the maze, I have not suffered any disasters since I was born, I don't know if you can calculate the old man, will there be disasters in my life? ”

Everyone was a little angry, Master Buzhou was the holy Buddha in their minds, and Mu Yangfei was so finding fault with him, which naturally made them angry.

Master Buzhou did not change in the slightest, grinned, and said indifferently: "Donor, the disaster you are looking forward to has come, and there will be a catastrophe soon, at worst, people will die, and at least serious injuries will be lost." ”

"What did you say, old man?"

Mu Yangfei immediately stood up when he heard this, his eyebrows raised, and his handsome face of mixed blood was trembling.

What does that mean?

Doesn't that mean that something is going to happen to him that is going to be life-threatening?

Doesn't it mean that this kind of mysterious people who pretend to be gods and ghosts are all picked out? Why did this old man give him a slap in the face as soon as he opened his mouth?

Everyone looked at Mu Yangfei with different eyes, he didn't believe Master Buzhou's words, but they believed it 100%.

"Mu Yangfei will have a catastrophe next? Heavy death and light waste?

Already there? ”

"It can't be the same kid from before, right?"

"Impossible, if that kid had this strength, he would never run away without a fight."

Everyone was shocked and stunned, and if they didn't say this, then Mu Yangfei must have a catastrophe.

"Donor, believe it or not, the poor monk has said everything he should say, whether he can hide from it or not, everything depends on your creation!" Master Bu Zhou Gu Jing Wubo said.

Mu Yangfei was so angry that his whole body trembled, no wonder he was so angry, just ask, being cursed to death by someone will make anyone feel a fire in his belly.

"Stinky monk, I am a Simon magician, and I have a certain prestige among my Western peers.

Aside from this, my family has tens of millions of dollars and bodyguards to protect me.

Let me ask you, how can I be unjustified? ”

Mu Yangfei was furious, his clothes were windless, and an oppressive fluctuation poured out of his body, pressing the people around him to retreat again and again, and his face turned pale all of a sudden.

Master Buzhou still didn't change his face, Gujing Wubo, looked at Mu Yangfei with his hands folded, and said lightly: "Donor, you came to find the poor monk, is there something wrong?" ”

"What the hell are you talking nonsense? Didn't I make it clear? Mu Yangfei shouted angrily, and the whole square seemed to tremble.

"Ahem......"

At this time, a cough sounded, and immediately after, Mu Yangfei felt that his shoulder was patted.

"That thing that doesn't have long eyes!" Mu Yangfei turned around angrily and was stunned for a moment.

Not only was he stunned for a moment, but the people around him were also stunned.

"Can you go away? Master Zhou's benefactor is me, don't you be sentimental, okay? ”

A faint voice sounded and drilled into everyone's ears.

The person who spoke was not anyone, it was Liu Feifei.

Didn't he run away? Why is it coming back?

And, as if he's always there?

Previously, Master Buzhou didn't speak to Mu Yangfei, but to him?

Does he know Master Buzhou?

Everyone looked at each other, in Huaxia, people who can have a personal relationship with Master Buzhou are all rich or expensive, is Liu Feifei a great talent?

"Master Zhou, I have something to ask you, are you free?" Liu Feifei hugged Yaya and waved his hand to Master Buzhou.

Master Buzhou nodded and said, "Wait a minute, I'll finish pointing out these donors." ”

Liu Feifei made an OK gesture, said no more, turned around and left.

As everyone knows, at this moment, Mu Yangfei roared, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Liu Feifei.

"Trab, there is a way in heaven and you are not right, and there is no door in hell, you break in, give me death."

Everyone's eyes widened, and they could naturally see that Mu Yang had a murderous intent.

What Master Zhou said had already ignited his anger with nowhere to vent, and Liu Feifei appeared at this time, which happened to be a punching bag falling from the sky.

Everyone can see that Mu Yangfei's strength is very strong, this catch, Liu Feifei, this kid is afraid that he will explain here, right?

However, the picture that made everyone stunned appeared.

I saw Liu Feifei turn around suddenly, cover Yaya's eyes with one hand, stretch out his other hand, wrap Mu Yangfei's hand like a water snake, and then, grab Mu Yangfei's hand, throw it high into the air, and slam it down.

Bang.

Everyone's hearts shrank under this loud sound, and their eyes shrank to the size of soybeans, looking at all this incredibly.

Mu Yangfei was dizzy and dizzy, and before he could react, he only heard an indifferent voice echoing in his ears.

"The disaster that Master Buzhou said is me, and your disaster is me.

The day you leave Nyorai Temple is the day you go to hell. ”