Chapter Seventy-Seven: Help

Hearing this familiar voice, I couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds, this is not a .......

"Wu Immortal Buddha?! What are you doing here?? "I looked back at the man who was gradually coming into our sight, and I felt a little dizzy in my head, and I didn't expect him to appear suddenly.

Just like last time, Wu Xianfo still had that nonchalant smile on his face, wearing a linen casual suit, and half of a burning cigarette in his mouth.

He first looked at the old monk in the distance, then at me, and said with a smile undiminished: "Lord Yama, let's meet again." ”

"You....... You should know the old-timers, right? I asked through gritted teeth, and although his tone made me uncomfortable, it was undeniable that one had to bow his head under the eaves.

Now that the old monk and I have entered a dead end, if we want to get out of this situation, we must have the help of an outsider, and the ability of this outsider ....... It can't be worse than us!

Looking at the domestic metaphysics industry, it can be said that the characters who are more powerful than Gata are still fucking zero.

It is not an exaggeration to say that no gentleman can beat Gathaxon.

Don't look at Gatha Shun being hung and beaten by that monster, but if you let the outside world try it, it will definitely be the master of who will arrest whom, and no one will be able to make trouble with it.

To put it bluntly, as far as I know, among the injustices I know, except for those too mysterious demons recorded in the Book of Mountains and Seas, the rest are not its own compared to Gatha Xun.

Even if Wenren Bodhisattva came with my grandfather, plus Huang Zhenren's group of apprentices, and Miao Wuren, a strange person who cultivates Gu.

There is no doubt that so many ruthless corners tied together can't do it, and I don't even dare to have the slightest confidence.

But there is only one person, and his arrival can give me a lot of confidence.

Wu Xian Buddha.

Although I can't figure out the details of him, judging from the last time I dealt with him, he should not be my enemy, he didn't help me directly, but he didn't follow the old religion to harm me.

The old monk met with him, this is what he said, and the authenticity should be quite high.

Just what the old monk said....... I don't feel that Wu Xianfo is a bad person, but he just doesn't like to get involved in trouble, just like he said.

Others like to enter the WTO and like to mix in the miscellaneous things in this turbid and evil world, but he likes to be born, and he avoids all this from afar, just to be quiet.

In any case, he must have some connection to the Sand-Body Being, and it is very likely that he is also a gentleman like the Old Religion, a follower of those creatures of the old days.

But I can be sure that the target he is following is definitely not the black-robed king.

"Yes, of course we do." Wu Xianfo sighed: "I didn't expect it, this Erbi body is really alive, I thought it wouldn't wake up, and it had to continue to sleep for hundreds of years......."

Speaking of this, Wu Xianfo also looked frustrated, as if he didn't take the black gravel on the ground seriously, walked over slowly, and finally stopped beside me.

"Brother, I'm sorry for you."

Wu Xianfo's words, I thought he was saying to me, and I was just about to give him a response, only to find out that he was opening his mouth to the old monk, and it was completely my own passion.

But this is what he called the old monk....... Dude?? Why do you feel more awkward the more you listen to it??

The old monk turned his head sideways, his original fierce and hideous face looked a little dazed at the moment, he looked at Wu Xianfo a few times in a daze, and asked in disbelief: "Master Wu...... Why are you here........"

"I shouldn't have come, but ......." Wu Xianfo frowned, looked at me in some surprise, and said, "I feel something...... So a must come and see ......."

Hearing this, the old monk also laughed, saying that this is your temper, not nosy, and if you can, you won't move.

"Who says I'm not nosy?" Wu Xianfo asked rhetorically, his expression was very helpless: "If I hadn't come over in time, you wouldn't have died here?" ”

The old monk just laughed and didn't speak.

"Lord Yama, this time you are planted, right?" Wu Xianfo smiled and looked back at me, although the dog couldn't spit out ivory in his mouth, and his words were a little ugly, but his tone was not so mocking, but revealed an indescribable helplessness.

I could feel that Wu Xianfo's mood was a little low, and it was a depression that couldn't be concealed.

"Planted." I said truthfully, and asked in a low voice, "Can you help us?" ”

"Help you settle this monster?" Wu Xianfo looked at me knowingly.

I hummed and said, this time it's a plant, and I can't admit it.

"I'll just say, those bastards of the old sect are not good things, not so easy to deal with, you still don't believe .......it" Wu Xianfo said helplessly: "They just sent a bunch of waste to find your stubble at first, but I didn't expect it, you were still blinded, do you really think that Mr. in the old sect is the most powerful?" ”

I didn't say anything.

"." Wu Xianfo laughed, raised his finger and pointed at Erbi's body: "This bastard is the most powerful, the trump card of the old sect is these creatures of the old days, if you can't beat it, you will pull your hand, I have suffered a lot of such a big loss." ”

"Brother, can we not talk about these old things? The hero doesn't mention the courage of the year....... "I said a little anxiously, and I began to mumble in my heart, this dog day won't be a bad thing, right??

The old monk is an old friend with him, and the relationship should be good.

Now that the old monk is about to be pinched to death by that hand, this dog still has the heart to talk to me about those glorious days...... He wouldn't have a superficial friendship with the old monk, right??

"Forget it, don't talk about this, let's talk privately in the future when we have the chance." Wu Xianfo laughed twice, spit out the cigarette in his mouth to the ground, and wiped his mouth.

I can't tell you what brand of cigarette he smoked, but it smelled good.

But I soon found out...... He smokes cigarettes that are more than just aromatic.......

When the remnants of the cigarette butt touched the ground, there was only a thud, and the black grit that had been touched turned a miserable white almost instantaneously, returning to its original state.

"This Erbi body is not easy to deal with........" Wu Xianfo said in a loud voice, although his tone sounded frivolous and cynical, but the solemnity in his words was still obvious.

I dare to say that he is sincere about the series of opinions he has made.

"I can't handle it alone, I need you to help me."

When Wu Xianfo said this, I was still looking at the old monk.

This time I was mistaken.

I thought he was talking to the old monk, but I didn't expect that these words were aimed at me.

"Are you kidding?" I looked at Wu Xianfo in a daze, and asked in some surprise: "Do you think I can still help you now?" ”

"Yes, why not?" Wu Xianfo smiled: "Although your state is a little poor, it is enough." ”

"I can't move now, and you still say ......."

Before I could finish speaking, suddenly, I realized that something was wrong.

The area that was touched by Wu Xianfo with a cigarette butt before had completely changed into a fiasco at this moment, and the gray and white color was still spreading.

At this moment, it has spread to my feet.

The two "black hands" that came out of the ground, the part of the arm, also changed color, and the force of pulling me was much smaller.

I jerked so hard that I pulled my calves back from their restraints, and I couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Awesome......" I muttered, and when I looked at Wu Xianfo, I was already shocked: "You are so strong??" ”

With this hand alone, none of the gentlemen and monks I know can do it, really, this is not an exaggeration.

Just flick a cigarette butt and stop those two hands...... That's what Erbi made up!

Before that, no matter how much strength I exerted, I couldn't move a single bit, and I would ......

"Strong what?" Wu Xianfo smiled bitterly: "If I was really that strong, I would have killed this Erbi body for wine in eight lifetimes, why wait until now to move it?" ”

"Can you kill it??" I asked busily, my face full of anticipation.

Wu Xianfo did not hesitate, directly shook his head, and said, I can't kill it.

"The only things that can kill the old days like Erbi are those who live in the old days, and we are still too young, but I can still do this kind of small thing by letting it sleep again......"

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