Su Han: "....."

Sue: "......"

Mr. Su: "......"

A confusion flashed in his eyes, Mr. Su didn't understand what the situation was?

He was teaching his son how to make a pig when suddenly a monk popped out and pointed at his son and said..... Is this pig related to me?

What do you mean?

Another pig snatcher?

Amazing ..... Who are you bullying?

One or two, it's not over, isn't it?

As soon as he rolled up his sleeves, Mr. Su raised his hand and slapped the monk in the sky above Huaguo Mountain. 、

"Hum chirp~phew~"

Faster than his slap was a mouthful of saliva from the little golden pig.

I don't know if it's talented, after hearing the monk's words, the little golden pig's eyes rolled and he understood that the monk was here to rob the pig.

It had just been shown signs of freedom, but in the blink of an eye, another one came to snatch it.

How can it bear this?

No matter what identity or origin this monk is, he jumped directly and squirted over with a mouthful of saliva.

After all, it is not a mortal fetus, although the little golden pig is not big, this mouthful of saliva is full of strength.

flew directly through the air and went straight to the monk's front door.

Just in time for the monk to finish speaking, he was looking at the little golden pig with bright eyes, and he couldn't help but drool.

So.....

"Let's do it~"

A mouthful of saliva from the little golden pig fell into the monk's mouth without pulling a drop.

"Gott~"

"Poof~"

Two vomiting sounds rang out in succession, one from the monk above his head, and the other ..... But it's from the little golden pig.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Su even forgot to slap out.

Looking at the little golden pig in a daze, Mr. Su couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"What are you spitting on?"

"Hmph, haw~"

Mr. Su: "......"

What kind of pig are you, and why are these brain circuits so strange?

When someone eats your saliva, do you feel disgusted that your saliva has been eaten by that monk? Is it blasphemy against you?

What's so ......

You feel disgusting when you spray people, and the person who eats your saliva is not disgusting and commits suicide?

"Evil Beast~"

Just when Mr. Su looked at the little golden pig in confusion and marveled at his son's brain circuit.

A burst of shouts rang out overhead.

"The poor monk took pity on you and waited for the demons to practice, and seeing that you had good qualifications, he wanted to take them to the Buddha clan under his disciples, and give you a chance to achieve positive results.

Not only do you not cherish it, but you dare to spit it out your ..... Gott~"

Before he finished speaking, Xu was disgusted by his own words again, and the monk vomited again.

After spitting up, he lowered his head and looked at the little golden pig again, and the monk's eyes were red.

Damn pigs!

No matter how good your qualifications are, today's poor monks will definitely make you suffer some hardships.....

His eyes were red, but he didn't notice that there was a person beside the little golden pig whose eyes were redder than his.

"You just ..... Say what?"

Mr. Su raised his head and looked at the monk with a gloomy face.

"..... of Sin"

The monk subconsciously wanted to scold, but when his eyes fell on Mr. Su, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously took a few steps back.

"This fellow Taoist, the poor monk Sitama, is from the Buddhist family. ”

With his hands folded, Sitama first reported to himself, and then with a bit of arrogance on his face, he pointed to the little golden pig and spoke.

"The poor monk saw this animal ....."

"Smack~"

Mr. Su slapped him and slapped Sitama to the ground.

"I didn't hear you clearly, what did you say?"

Sitama got up from the ground and glanced at Mr. Su warily.

"The poor monk Sitama is from the Buddha family. ”

Listening to the faint threat in the other party's words, the corners of Mr. Su's mouth hooked up a sneer.

"O Buddhas..... I haven't seen it for thousands of years, are the ashes of the Buddha still there?"

Sitama: "......"

Buddha's ..... Ashes.

"Amitabha, the donor laughed.

Unborn and immortal, undirty and impure, my Buddha will last forever, so how can I say that the ashes come from. ”

Mr. Su sneered, "Really, I killed it with my own hands, is it possible that he can be resurrected?"

After speaking, regardless of Sitama's complexion, Mr. Su turned his head to look west.

"So..... Is it necessary to kill again?"

"Puff~"

Listening to Mr. Su's words, Sitama squatted on the ground with his legs weak.

"You..... You're a big devil!"

Mr. Su glanced at him, "Great Demon, is the Buddha clan's honorific title for me?" ”

The next moment, Mr. Su's face sank, and he glared at Sitama with cold eyes.

"Who gave you the courage of the Buddha clan to dare to set foot in Kyushu again?"

Sitama: "......."

Trembling instinctively, Sitama got up, knelt on the ground and kept prostrating.

There was no begging for mercy, not even half a word.

Mr. Su pursed his lips, "How did you come out of the Buddha clan, and how many others came out with you?"

Sitama still didn't say a word, just kept prostrating.

Mr. Su's eyes were cold, "Do you really think I can't go to the Buddha clan again?"

His body froze, and Sitama raised his head.

"The Kyushu ban has been loosened, and cracks have appeared..... Little Monk ..... The little monk escaped through the rift of the ban. ”

"Huh?"

Mr. Su's face flashed with a little puzzlement, "Kyushu ban, how can it be loosened." ”

Sitama shook his head, "The little monk doesn't know, the little monk just discovered a rift by chance and escaped from the spatial rift." ”

Looking at Sitama's sincere frightened look, Mr. Su grinned, "You...... Don't tell the truth. ”

"Puff~"

Sitama went limp, and fell to the ground.

What the little monk said is true. ”

"Heh~"

Mr. Su chuckled, with a bit of charm in his voice, "Look into my eyes." ”

Subconsciously, Sitama raised his head and looked into Mr. Su's eyes.

In his eyes, there seem to be hundreds of millions of stars, magnificent and mysterious, which makes people addicted to them and difficult to extricate themselves.

With just one glance, Sitama seemed to have been robbed of his mind, and his eyes were no longer clear.

"Let's talk about what's going on with the loosening of the ban in Kyushu. ”

Sitama looked blank and spoke slowly in a calm tone.

"The Supreme Taboo is nowhere to be found......"

Sitama's first sentence made Mr. Su slightly stunned, "How is this possible!"

Immediately realizing his gaffe, Mr. Su looked down at Sitama who was prostrate on the ground, and said, "You go on." ”

"The Supreme Forbidden is nowhere to be found, and there seems to be something wrong with the Heavenly Dao.

Since 10,000 years ago, the founding Yuan Ling communicated with the ancestral altars of all ethnic groups and encouraged the blood sacrifices of various ethnic groups to be banned.

After 10,000 years of testing, the various ethnic groups found that there really seemed to be a problem with the supreme taboo, and the Kyushu ban was just a passive operation.

Seventeen years ago, the various ethnic groups worked together to tear apart a miniature passage in Kyushu.

For some price, it was possible to send the clansmen into Kyushu through the passage. ”

Listening to Sitama's words, Mr. Su's face was cloudy for a while.

After Sitama had explained the cause and effect in detail, Mr. Su closed his eyes and felt it.

After a while, Fang found that the Kyushu ban had really opened a channel, and he couldn't help but change his complexion.

Subconsciously turned his head and spoke in Su Han's bewildered gaze, "You don't care?"

Su Han: "......"

I?

Are you talking to me?

Is there anything else going on with me?