"Grandma, don't be angry! It's your own body that hurts you! And it's not completely clueless! ”

"Huh? How so? ”

At this time, grandma was almost venting her sullenness, and when she heard Xiao Zhuo say this, he raised his head suddenly.

"Huh!" Xiao Zhuo smiled, "Grandma, your thousands of years of wisdom are usually incomparable in wisdom and omission, so at this time, you are confused?" Didn't you catch a live mouth there? ”

"That's right!" Just now he patronized and thought that the people in white had run away, and he forgot that the remaining two were not killed by him, and there was still one left there. With a clapping palm, he hurriedly rolled up the living man in white.

Tearing off the white mask from his head, he shouted, "Say! Where are you from? Looking at your deeds, you don't look like a guardian of cultivation, who are you? ”

As soon as the man in white took off his hood, he didn't speak, and the three female ghosts seemed to be startled. The good guy has a yellow head, pale skin, sunken eyes, and a shaggy beard all over his face. The third girl ghost said: What kind of thing is this, with a yellow head, how can it be more like a ghost than us.

In the Song Dynasty, the people had little knowledge, and 99% of them had never seen what foreign devils looked like, not to mention that Guobei County belonged to the Jinhua territory of Zhejiang, and they had also never seen foreign devils. When the third daughter was alive, she was restricted by etiquette from childhood to adulthood, although she didn't say that she didn't go out of the door, but she rarely went out. Naturally, he didn't know that there were other people, and Ling Ding was shocked when he saw it.

Grandma was originally a thousand-year-old locust tree spirit, not only different from human aesthetics. I've been in the dungeon for a long time, and I haven't seen what it looks like, and it's a little more yellow hair. Therefore, on the contrary, grandma is very calm.

This Caucasian is naturally a nano warrior brought over by Wang Zheng from "Cobra Rises". After deleting memories and other treatments, he deliberately sent it to his grandmother as an experimental subject, where would he give him an answer. Seeing that his grandmother's question only gave him a roll of the eyes, he didn't pay attention to it anymore.

Grandma is so angry, she's going crazy! Xindao: It's the first time I've seen someone who ignores me so much in hundreds of years, and now I have to kill you, so you know how powerful I am.

Immediately raise your palm and slap it on the head of the nanofighter. Xiao Zhuo hurriedly stopped and persuaded: "Grandma, I fought so hard tonight, and I only caught one alive." You're angry at killing him today, but there's no way to find the enemy's identity! ”

Grandma thinks about it, although this person seems to be an outlaw who doesn't care about life and death, there is still some hope for some retention. If you kill yourself directly, you just took so much effort to capture it. Isn't it in vain?

"Hold on! Keep a good watch! ”

There was an order here, and a little elf over there immediately agreed, stepped forward and tied up the nano warrior and carried it down. The other elves didn't wait for his command, ran to pick up another dead body, and followed the one in front of them.

Grandma's tongue on this side, swept her eyebrows at the potholed battlefield that had been changed beyond recognition, and flicked her sleeves with hatred. Turning around and just about to leave, there was a sudden loud shout from behind. The sound was so loud that it seemed to shake the whole world upheaval.

"Demons!!"

The faces of the three female ghosts turned green in an instant, and they disappeared without even saying hello and turning around.

Grandma trembled up and down angrily, her hair stood on end, and she said in her heart: What's wrong tonight, wave after wave, is this still over? Think I'm a bully, don't you?

As soon as he turned around, an old monk with a bald head and white beard and white eyebrows flew down from the sky with his eyebrows, his eyes glanced at the battlefield, and without saying a word, he directly tore off the Buddha beads on his neck, raised his hand and threw it over.

The one who came was the old monk Baiyun. The reason why he is only here now is because he and Wang Zheng spent a lot of time during the day to build a large virtual three-dimensional environment between Lanruo Temple and the Demon Forest.

For the sake of nature, it is to open the time difference between the two sides! ……

Time moves forward by an hour.

At that time, the old monk was taking the little apprentice to take shelter from the rain in the haunted Lanruo Temple, and although the little monk Shifang was tired and hungry, he was timid and did not dare to go out by himself, so he could only be hungry, leaning closely to the master's side, holding the back basket containing the golden Buddha, seeking psychological comfort and rest.

A sudden gust of wind blew open the windows in the main hall.

The wind poured into the hall with fallen leaves, and a strong smell of earth mixed with choking blood poured into people's noses.

The old monk suddenly opened his eyes, two rays of light shot out, grabbed his Zen staff and flew up, and shouted: "Demons are monsters!" Without waiting for Shifang to say anything, the dismemberment flew into the drizzle along the open window, and shot the wind in the southwest direction at a rapid pace.

Shifang hurriedly stood up and shouted, "Master! So what about me? ”

"Look at the Golden Buddha, don't walk around! I'm going to hunt demons, and I'll go back when I go! ”

The old monk quickly instructed, raised his hand and thrust the Zen staff into the courtyard, and his figure rose suddenly, and disappeared into the night sky in three or two strokes.

There was a loud explosion when the Zen staff touched the ground, and then an inexplicable cyclone rushed straight into Xiao Han, instantly scattering the already weak and abnormal black clouds in the sky. The rain in the sky stopped, and the wind on the ground stopped for some unknown reason. The fallen leaves, which had just been stirred in the sky by the wind, lost their last strength and swayed down and fell quietly to the ground.

The old monk's Zen staff was inserted in the courtyard, as if he had inserted a Dinghai Divine Needle into Lanruo Temple, and instantly suppressed the power of stirring up the wind and rain.

In the main hall, Shifang approached the window step by step with the golden Buddha in his arms, looked out cautiously, and calmed down a little inexplicably when the wind and rain outside.

Gently closing the window, he pulled a half-section of the candlestick out of the blanket, and the hyacinth lit the candle.

With a bit of light, the little monk of the Ten Directions calmed down a little more.

Straightening the turban that could only cover half of the head, he hugged his golden Buddha tightly against the candle, and closed his eyes and muttered: "Don't come here!" I have the Golden Buddha! ”

During this period, he interspersed the Prajna Heart Sutra that he was learning and the Great Compassion Mantra he had learned before, and from time to time he added prayers and mantras that threatened ghosts and ghosts, and he chanted them upside down, which really alleviated the little monk's fear of scaring himself a lot.

The little monk is better, but the old monk has a problem. He's lost in the Demon Forest! (To be continued......)