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The next morning, after the shift with Uncle Quan, I went to the local police station on our side.

In the police station, I first politely greeted the policeman uncle warmly for a while, and then I was taken to the prison by the policeman's uncle, and then I saw at a glance that in the small prison, the bald monk was holding Erlang's legs with a comfortable face, and several thieves and rat-eyed guys around him were kneeling on the ground with uneasy faces, and their hands were clasped together as if they were worshipping some Buddha.

"What are you all doing" As soon as the policeman uncle drank, the guys in the prison quickly jumped up.

On the contrary, the bald monk sat in it lightly and did not even look at it.

"Little brother, you said this is your friend, are you sure you want to bail him" In fact, on our side, bail means bail pending trial, like a detained person here, who has not committed a crime, can basically be released on bail.

For example, the bald monk was just going to pay the store money and pay for the gift because he ate a bully meal or something, but this guy pretended to be crazy and stupid, and the police uncle had to lock him up for a few days as a punishment.

But what I didn't expect was that this bald monk seemed to be quite mixed up inside

I frowned, then said a few words to the policeman, then looked at the bald monk again, and said, "Master, I'm here to bail you." ”

"What master, please call this seat a high monk!" The bald monk said without looking at me.

The police uncle on the side was already smiling at this, but I couldn't help but scold my mother in my heart!

Uncle, I was kind enough to protect you, but you didn't give me face anymore

"Brother policeman, I don't want to protect him." I say.

As soon as my voice fell, the bald monk in the prison immediately raised his head and looked at me.

"Boy, I see that you are full of red light and full of life, you are a person of wisdom and bravery, why don't you take this seat out, this seat is already tired of this black miasma!"

I looked at the appearance of the bald monk, and thought to myself, aren't you quite capable just now, and you still want me to call you a monk!

I just ignored it and didn't overdo it, so anxious that the bald monk on the side called one to jump.

But what makes me strange is that this bald monk now seems to have lost his superpowers, just like an ordinary person, trapped inside and unable to get out.

At this time, the police uncle next to me asked me: "I suggest that you take your friend for a psychiatric test, otherwise you will come out again next time......

"Brother policeman, don't worry, I will take good care of him when I go back, and I won't let him mess around." I say.

"Okay, you can go, and the bail is paid."

Having said that, I couldn't say anything more, so I had to pay the money with a headache, and then fished out the bald monk.

"Boy, yes, it seems that this seat did not save you in vain." The bald monk said as he licked his old face on the side.

"Monk, how did you get to this point?" I asked.

The bald monk was embarrassed for a while, so he had to pat his bare head and said, "I don't want to, it's just that this seat has encountered a bottleneck, and at the moment I can't use any cultivation mana, so I can only ......."

"Stop, you said that your cultivation power can't be used"

The bald monk nodded, and his fierce appearance softened a little.

But at this time, I was feeling a lot of refreshment, at least I don't have to be afraid:. : This guy will abuse me, but on the contrary, I can abuse him!

After taking the bald monk out of the police station, according to the rules, I took him to a restaurant to prepare for a rubbing meal to ward off bad luck.

As a result, as soon as this guy entered, he directly ordered a large table of wine and food, which scared the waiter and thought that he was here to smash the field.

In the end, I had to pay in advance, and then watched the bald monk eat a mouthful of wine and meat.

After a while, seeing that there was no one around, I pulled out the Sutra of Flos that I had been sewing into the crotch of my pants.

I asked, "Monk, you see that I also rescued you and brought you to dinner, you see, do you want to help me too?"

"Of course, the Buddha said that the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a gushing spring, say, what do you want?" said the bald monk very heroically.

"Okay, I just have something to trouble the monk here!" As I spoke, I took out the Buddha Sutra, and then said to the bald monk, "Please also ask the monk to promise me to help me translate this scripture." ”

"What is translation?"

"Well, I almost forgot, the translator is to help me paraphrase, I don't know any of the words on the Buddha Sutra here, so I can only trouble the monk to dictate it for me." I said sincerely.

These polite words fell, and the bald monk also scratched his bare head for a while, and then said: "It turns out that your kid is deliberately looking for me to do things!"

"You can't say that about a monk, I helped you get out of that place, but I spent a lot of money and time, if you don't even help me with this, you won't be a real monk."

I said this deliberately to stimulate the bald monk, but as soon as this guy heard my words, his thick eyebrows suddenly raised, and his face was already a little more unhappy: "How can this seat know that you don't want to repay your kindness, it's just a Buddha Sutra, a trivial matter!"

Listening to the extremely loud voice of the bald monk, I thought that this guy would really agree so easily.

As a result, I didn't expect this guy to hesitate a little, he said: "Boy, you have to think clearly, this Buddha Sutra is a killing scripture, and there are nine killing styles in it, one is more domineering and barbaric than the other, and ordinary people can't control it." ”

"Nine Styles" I frowned, this Buddha Sutra seems to be a thing from ancient times, and normal people can't understand this thing at all, if I can't let the bald monk teach me, it's definitely not easy to find someone else.

"Boy, this killing scripture, once you can't control it, it will easily become a killing machine dominated by demons, at that time, you regret it, but it's too late......" The bald monk said with a serious face.

But just looking at the more serious the appearance of this bald monk, the more determined my heart became: I have learned the nine killing styles in this Buddha Sutra, little brother.

After eating, I directly took the bald monk to my neighborhood, and then rented a room for him to live in for a long time, I know that during this time I have to hurry up and learn from the bald monk, otherwise, once this guy regrets it, it will definitely disappear without a trace.

In the room, I spread out the Buddha Sutra, and the bald monk grabbed the chicken leg that had just been packed back with one hand, and pointed to the first page of the Buddha Sutra with the other and said to me: "This is the first form of killing, the name is the birth of a Buddha, now stretch out one of your fingers, and then press the tiger's mouth point with your thumb, and then look forward with your eyes......"

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