"What?" Hearing Ren Song personally deny that the document was written by him, there was a whisper in the Senluo Palace, and the Venerable of the Pure Prison Division all showed joy on their faces, while the Hades, Cui Juan, Niu Tou, Ma Mian and other prefecture officials were all full of disbelief, thinking that they had heard it wrong, and even the laurel fairy next to Ren Song looked at the cowardly in surprise and said, "You heard it wrong, right?" Cui Juan asked, did you write the transfer and appointment documents yourself! ”

"Master Gui, why are you so nervous!" The black-faced old monk named Mingkong standing opposite suddenly interrupted: "Don't forget, that official document is written in the dark script!" ”

"So what?" Yue Guixian frowned, stared at the old monk and said angrily: "Do you think that no one in my Lingguan Hall knows the scriptures? ”

"Good, good! There are naturally people in the Lingguan Hall who know the scriptures, but they definitely have nothing to do with this envoy! Without waiting for Mingkong to speak, the old monk Yuantong with a scar on his face opened his mouth and said: "Master Ren, I still remember when I first met, you asked if the meat patty seller in the fifties was a poor monk, and asked the old man if he could ......live forever if he ate children's meat."

"yes, what's wrong? Old monk, you won't hold a grudge just because I exposed your old bottom, right? Ren Song, who was smiling, looked at the old monk and said with a smile. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info casually took out a demon trapped in the black gauze scarf, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it slowly, this ghost method seems to be getting more and more serious.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Now that the cause has been made, it is natural to bear the consequences, so how can you hold a grudge against the donor......" The old monk sighed and said again: "But I replied in the dark text later: 'Ren Song sold human meatloaf, and Ren Song ate children's meat. 'Hehe......"

"Go...... Fuck you! Your whole family sells human meatloaf! Hearing the words of this old thief, Ren Song was furious, and scolded: "You are a dead bald man, your eighteenth generation ancestor only loves to eat children's meat......" The cowardice who was angry in his heart scolded for more than ten minutes, and what surprised him was that no matter how ugly he said, the old monk just smiled, but there was no anger. admired the thickness of the face of these bald donkeys, and this cowardly had no interest in continuing to scold.

"Sin, sin!" Seeing that Ren Song didn't see words, the old monk then smiled and said: "The so-called planting evil causes, reaping evil results, just now joked that the cause planted by the donor, if the retribution is just right!" However, when the old man said these words in the dark text just now, the expression of the benefactor was not as intense as it is now! Come to think of it, I guess I didn't understand! ”

"You old Wang Ba who has a big sore! Wang Bamao has been shaved, and he has deceived people, no wonder he recites Amitabha Buddha when he sees people, it must be that the king of Jizo Bodhisattva thinks you are too embarrassed! Hearing the old monk with a scar on his face say this, Ren Song continued to scold.

Seeing that his scolding was ugly, all of them were smiling, without a trace of anger, although the cowards on the side did not know the law of cause and effect of Buddhism, but they also felt that something was wrong, and it seemed that they had been taken advantage of by this group of bald donkeys, and the scolding in their mouths was even more ugly.

"I don't understand, so what?" Wang Lingguan, who was in the first place on the upper side, suddenly interrupted Ren Song's scolding and said, "What does it have to do with official documents?" From the beginning to the present, the spirit officer has been sitting still, without the slightest joy or anger on his face, and even when he speaks, his tone is still indifferent, as if everything has nothing to do with him.

However, as soon as he said this, the laurel immortal next to him preemptively answered: "Not bad! What if you don't understand it, as long as you know and can write, even in today's world, spoken language and written words are two different things, let alone Yinsi. ”

"Amitabha! Being able to write but not to speak is also a common thing! This is the case with Zhou Yinglingguan, Ren Yuanjun's father, which was originally nothing! The black-faced old monk Mingkong beside Yuantong suddenly changed his tone, and this sentence sounded like he had suddenly turned to Ren Song's side. However, he listened to the old monk continue: "However, my senior brother wrote the whereabouts of Ren Zhijun's entire family on the box in dark script, and the result was ...... Disheveled! ”

Before the black-faced old monk finished speaking, he heard a muffled sound, and a golden whip appeared out of thin air and smashed his head to pieces! All the gods on the field were shocked, and it was Wang Lingguan's Zhibao Town Demon Whip that killed Mingkong. Except for Ren Song, everyone turned their attention to Wang Lingguan, who was sitting on the side.

"The mouth is not pure, the heart is not sincere, and the clear sky should be cultivated for another life before you can enter the Buddha's door!" Wang Lingguan's face was still blank, and he said lightly. His eyes were always fixed on Ren Song below.

At this time, the cowards looked like they were all right, desperately eating the evil ghosts in the black veil, as if they hadn't heard Mingkong's words just now.

"Huh! Lao Wang, I haven't seen you for many years, and the fire has not changed! With King Qin Guang's words, he finally broke the originally embarrassing calm of the Senluo Palace, and seeing that the head of the Lingguan Hall did not speak, King Qin Guang then smiled and said: "This matter was originally a bit of a misunderstanding, let the envoy be there...... I should have learned some scriptures, but I don't think I learned much, but ...... I think it's enough to write official documents! ”

Glancing at Wang Lingguan, who was still expressionless, and then looking at the indignant Picket Venerable below, King Qin Guang had scolded this group of bald heads half to death in his heart, mother, no wonder they were all enlightened by the Bodhisattva of the King of Jizo, but they all praised Amitabha Buddha, and even disregarded his life for the sake of sesame power, such a venerable person really humiliated the Bodhisattva, no wonder he wanted to let the Western Buddha master carry the black cauldron.

How to provoke this surnamed Wang, that is the master who dares to argue with the monkey, when he thinks of the monkey, King Qin Guang's scalp is numb for a while, and he only feels that the back that was kicked and injured back then is a sharp pain, and he peeked at the head of the Lingguan Hall who was sitting in danger, and touched the back of the faint pain, the head of the Ten Palaces of Yan Jun already had a plan in his heart.

"Alas! In fact, since ancient times, the Lingguan Palace has the right to appoint and dismiss officials from the prefecture, but the division of duties is not detailed enough, I think so, old ...... Dazhenjun...... The first level of the patrol envoy can appoint and dismiss the county government officials, the heaven patrol spirit official can appoint and dismiss the officials below the provincial level, and the capital city god and other senior occupations, Su Dazhenjun nodded...... "Seeing that the situation is not good, King Qin Guang said with a smile on the side, the bias among them has been obvious, and the faces of the Picket Venerables all showed a look of disappointment.

"What about the Ten Halls of Yan Jun? Who appoints and dismisses? Ren Song, who was munching on ghosts below, suddenly opened his mouth to say a sentence, and his face was blue at this time, and he looked quite angry. King Qin Guang above was shocked when he heard this, turned his head and glanced at the Wang Lingguan, before he replied cautiously: "This is ...... The Ten Halls of Yan Jun, but they were all pardoned by the Great Heavenly Venerable himself, and the Lingguan Hall can't be the master! ”

"Good!" Like Ren Song, the old monk Yuantong, who also had a blue face, suddenly spoke: "Ren Yuanjun, tell you the truth, can you read the scriptures?" ”

"Honestly?" Ren Song twitched the corners of his mouth, stared at the old monk's scar and said, "I don't know a word of the scriptures!" ”

(To be continued.) )