At this time, Wang Wang was running around in embarrassment on the path outside the Tantra, away from the Tantra, away from the place where the crime had just been committed.

I've been through so much, and it's just dusk!

At this time, the sunset was slanting, slightly glowing with a faint pale light, but it was not like noon, and you could still feel the slightest heat.

On both sides of the path are desolate cultivated land, and there are one or two dry lotus ponds, and near are birch trees that have lost their leaves. It originally belonged to the southern water city, so the structure of the house has a lot of sewer drainage structures, such as herringbone roofs, black tiles and underground drainage ditches.

It's winter now, and according to common sense, most families have already gone home, and it's cold and quiet outside, so who wants to stay outside the door? But in front of Wang Wang's flying direction, there stood a child, a little monk to be precise.

This little monk is not very old, about fifteen or sixteen, with red lips and white teeth, and a beautiful face, he looks not only like a monk, but also like a nun!

Wang Wang stopped first, then took a deep breath, then slowly spit it out, and said, "Running very fast, they all ran in front of me!"

Fa Ming did not speak in a disgusted or angry tone in the face of the demon, and still maintained the proper cultivation of a monk, first handed a Buddha salute, and then said: "It is the donor who runs fast, and the poor monk flies!"

"What's the difference?" Wang Wang said disdainfully, this monk had seen it himself, and he had served tea to Huizhi at Huizhi before, and it stands to reason that Huizhi must have been sure that he would capture Zayed when he sent him over. It is the grasp of Zayed, not the grasp of Wang Wang.

After Wang Wang finished speaking, he pretended to glance at the sunset inadvertently and secretly estimated the time.

"The donor uses legs, but the poor monk doesn't use legs!" Fa Ming said solemnly.

"Poor monk, poor monk. I think you're really poor enough!" Wang Wang made a relaxed appearance, but in fact, the strings in his heart were tight.

"Donor, come with me!" Fa Ming said gently.

"Where are you going?" asked Wang Wang, glaring.

"Tantra!"

"No! If I wanted to stay there, I wouldn't have run out!" Wang Wang simply sat on the ground and looked like a scoundrel. He doesn't want to run now, he doesn't want to run, he doesn't want to fight. If you don't run because the time has not come, you won't fight because his brain hurts faintly now, he can't fight, and the reason for the headache may be the knife of the madman, Wang Wang thought secretly.

"The donor killed someone in Tantra and caused trouble, and the poor monk came to invite you at the behest of the Taishang Zen Master!"

"Please-me!" Wang Wang glanced at Fa Ming blankly, why did he use the word please?

Fa Ming nodded and acquiesced to Wang Wang's words.

"Wait a minute," Wang Wang stood up, reached out to untie his trouser belt, and took out *** and poured urine in a small pit in the middle of the path.

During the whole process, Fa Ming did not evade, did not ignore, and looked at Wang Wang without blinking.

Wang Wang sighed after peeing, his whole body trembled, and scolded secretly: Niang Xipi, I patronized and ran away, and I forgot that this person also wants to urinate!

Then he fastened his trouser belt, brushed the blood-curdled hair on his head with his hand, lowered his head and looked into the urine pit in the afterglow, muttering, "No!"

Fa Ming looked at Wang Wang a little strangely, and didn't know why he did this, so he asked, "Donor, dare to ask you to say nothing?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I almost forgot about you" Wang Wang pretended to be very similar: "I, I'm just peeing to see if I've become beautiful!

Fa Ming is simple, so he said: "The donor has not become beautiful!"

"That's right, I haven't become beautiful, so why do you want Huizhi to be too big ~ Zen master to invite ~ me?"

"The donor will find out when he goes!" Fa Ming said.

"Okay," Wang Wang glanced at the sun that fell below the horizon for the last time, and said to Fa Ming: "Oh, my body is weak, I can't walk!" After speaking, his body really fell soft!

Fa Ming's figure disappeared as if teleporting, but instead of rushing towards his fallen body, he pounced on another place.

It turned out that Wang Wang abandoned his body and flew into the distance in the northwest wind in the dark night when the light disappeared, this kind of demonic secret technique had to wait until the light disappeared before it could be cast, so he dragged it on for so long.

He looked back at Fa Ming's angry face that came up, spat in his face along the wind and scolded: "As far as you can fly, you can fly in front of me again?"

"Evil obstacles!" Fa Ming's young face showed a hideous face: "Toast and don't eat and drink, see if I don't kill you!" After speaking, he took out a string of golden Buddha beads from his arms and shook his hand and hit him.

"Oh, the little nun is angry, it's so scary, hahaha!" Wang Wang secretly used the demonic secret technique to avoid it thrillingly.

In terms of speed, Wang Wang is better, and in terms of mana, Wang Wang is not a good one.

The two of them flew about four or five miles in one breath, and when Fa Ming raised his hand to hit the Buddha beads, the two of them had already come to the sky above the bustling city, at this time Wang Wang dived and drilled into the layers of high-rise buildings, Fa Ming could not show weakness, and followed Wang Wang closely.

Seeing that Fa Ming couldn't catch up with him, Wang Wang began to find a way to get rid of him.

I don't know why, Wang Wang has not done anything well since he became a demon, just like when he killed Ren Zhengfei's family, when it came to the critical time, Xiao Wu's divine fire came out to make trouble. Well, the Divine Fire guided him to save Ren Feifei, but by coincidence, the Grim Reaper cleared his Divine Fire.

Then he found out that the cause of death of his parents was strange, so he followed the mission of the god of death and mixed into tantra, but when the little pig's mouth was good when the big mousse was good, he was inexplicably knocked unconscious by the living Buddha, and then was re-occupied by Ayid, and finally he had to do so many things again, and as a result, the planned things were also yellowed.

As for why this Huizhi invited him to go, he can guess with his toes, he is trying to let himself deal with the Grim Reaper, but although he has thought about cooperating with them, he is not cooperating with them in such a situation!

Let's run first, none of you will try to find me until I think it through!

Wang Wang flew lower and lower, and even flew past the heads of pedestrians, causing passers-by to exclaim. Fa Ming didn't dare to show his traces in front of people, so he only dared to follow high, and then he was thrown off by Wang Wangdong in hiding.

After searching for a long time without finding it, Fa Ming stopped in mid-air and used his unique spell "Fire Vision".

This kind of spell can see the past, and you can also see how Wang Wang merged into the flow of people before and how he got rid of him, but he was embarrassed to follow him, and he was still a young monk after all.

"Little master, is it lonely in the temple, come out to have fun?"

"Little master, are you here to play?"

"Little master, we have a full service here!"

Fa Ming blushed, half excited and half shy, looked at the two naked women in front of him, snorted and ran away.

"Giggles, this little monk is very interesting!"