In fact, there is no need for the fat man to say, Liu Yang also felt abnormal, because a shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, and there must be a light behind him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Liu Yang turned around, and saw that in the tiled house not far away, the statue had changed from the mud tire that had just come in to a ball of brilliance, and in the middle of the brilliance, there seemed to be a ball of luminous balls, which was constantly changing shapes, urging the brilliance outside to become stronger.

Could it be that the prayer of the false monk has been revealed?

Soon, the bright light made Liu Yang unable to open his eyes anymore, he turned around and stumbled into the house, trying to hide behind the door, but the light seemed to be omnipresent, and the walls of the house were made of glass, which could not block any light at all.

With the continuous enhancement of the light, a warm feeling from all over the body, Liu Yang, who covered his eyes tightly, felt like he had fallen into a huge hot spring, the indescribable comfort and transparency of the whole body, both physically and mentally extremely comfortable, people involuntarily immersed in this feeling, completely relaxed.

Liu Yang, who was enjoying himself, suddenly heard a rich male voice in his ears: "Interesting, two Taoist priests and a demon, what are you doing in the old monk's temple?" ”

This voice made Liu Yang can't help but give up resistance completely, his hands can't help but put down, the light has softened a lot, the luminous sphere in the center of the light is still changing, indescribably gorgeous and mysterious, Liu Yang stared at the ball of light tightly and said: "We are from the Yin Division Special Office!" May I ask what kind of immortal are you? ”

The light suddenly dissipated, as if it had never appeared, and when Liu Yang slowly adapted to the darkness around him, he found that next to the fake monk in front of him, there was a tall and thin monk, although it was dark, he looked very reassuring, as if he was a friend who had known each other for a long time.

On the other side of the fake monk, there was squatting Huiguang, who seemed to not know what was happening in the house, completely ignoring the people in the room, rubbing the fake monk's chest vigorously.

As if sensing Liu Yang's gaze, the thin monk slowly stood up, walked slowly in front of Liu Yang, glanced at the fat man, and then stared at Liu Yang and said, "The old monk is an old monk, do you want to see what is behind me?" ”

Liu Yang withdrew his gaze from the thin monk's face, tilted his head and glanced behind him, there was nothing behind him except the door.

The thin monk shook his head with a smile, pointed to the main hall and said, "The ...... behind him"

Liu Yang immediately understood that this thin monk was none other than the deity of the idol, but he couldn't figure out why he didn't maintain the mysterious ball of light state, but turned into an ordinary monk, seeing him say this, he nodded hurriedly.

When the thin monk heard Liu Yang say this, he reached out and took his hand, and said softly: "Then I'll take you to see it." ”

The hands were warm and powerful, Liu Yang was held, and he suddenly had a different feeling, as if the person in front of him was the truth and everything, and his legs walked forward with his movements.

When he arrived at the main hall, Liu Yang found that the statue in the main hall still exuded a soft light, although it was not bright, but it was enough to illuminate the entire hall.

Bypassing the statue, the thin monk waved his hand, only to see that the mural was sensed by the light, and another mural slowly appeared.

The layout of the mural is very simple, with a sedan chair as the center, and a group of people at the forefront, led by several guards wearing armor and riding tall horses with knives at their waists. Behind the guard, two more men were carrying a gong, and the man walking behind him was holding a long gong hammer, as if it was about to be struck. Further back, a group of monks in red robes are walking with their heads bowed with their hands folded, and some of them are still with their mouths open, as if reciting scriptures. Behind these monks, followed by a large eight-lift sedan chair surrounded by four or five girls, the sedan chair is embroidered with peony and golden phoenix patterns, which looks extraordinary. Further back, there were sergeants with spears, clustered in sedan chairs.

What Liu Yang wanted to see was the waist card hanging on the waists of the group of monks.

It seems that Master's intuition is right, this brand is really directly related to Buddhism, but why doesn't his own brand have an eye for stringing strings?

Liu Yang waved to the thin monk, and then pointed to the waist sign on the mural and said, "Immortal, may I ask what this sign represents?" If this brand doesn't have an eye for stringing, who uses it? ”

The thin monk smiled kindly, "The brand is just a brand, it is useless, as for the ...... without strings, what kind of clothes don't need buttons?" ”

Liu Yang was puzzled, and just wanted to ask again, the thin monk's head suddenly radiated ten thousand golden lights, and instantly illuminated the entire hall and had to raise his hand to block his eyes, and when the golden light suddenly disappeared, he looked around, and the thin monk had disappeared.

Liu Yang was stunned by the words of the thin monk, and at this moment, a human head emerged from the wall of the temple, and when he saw Liu Yang, he asked, "The Bodhisattva is gone?" ”

Liu Yang knew that this was Hu San when he heard the voice, and said angrily: "Where did you run just now?" If you might be able to understand what the Bodhisattva meant, wait, you said that the thin monk just now was a Bodhisattva?! ”

Hu San had already turned over and jumped into the courtyard, and when he heard Liu Yang's incredible voice, he cleared his throat and said, "Who do you think it is?" That's Manjushri! I didn't run away by myself, I was thrown out by the Bodhisattva's golden light! ”

"Aren't you a thousand-year-old fox demon, why did the Bodhisattva confiscate you?" The fat man gloated a little.

Hu San took a sip and said: "You dead fat man, there is no shortage of foxes in Lingshan, but there is a shortage of fat people, and you should be the one who should be accepted the most!" ”

Liu Yang hurriedly changed the topic: "What do you mean when the Bodhisattva says, 'What kind of clothes don't need buttons'?" What does it have to do with our brand? ”

Hu Sanzheng said: "It should be a hint, he compared the eyes of the string of brands to buttons, what do you mean by that?" ”

When Liu Yang heard him say this, he suddenly had some ideas in his mind, but he couldn't figure out what it was for a while.

Seeing that Liu Yang didn't speak, the fat man continued to joke with Hu San, "Did you say that the Bodhisattva thought you had demonic energy, so you threw it out?" ”

Hu San looked at the fat man with disgust, "You still have fox odor on your body, if you want to smell it, you should be the one who should throw it the most!" ”

When the fat man heard this, he was not only not angry, but happy, "I understand, the Bodhisattva thinks you have a fox smell!" Haha......"

A white shadow flashed, and Hu Sanyi pressed the fat man and pressed his head hard under his armpit.

Liu Yang was about to step forward and pull the two apart, but suddenly there was a scream of "ah" behind him, he looked back, only to see Huiguang was helping the fake monk to sit up, and the fake monk stupidly stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the hall, with a trace of crystal saliva hanging on the corner of his mouth, seeing Liu Yang looking at himself, he suddenly quickly threw his head into Huiguang's arms like a child.