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"You're going to take these two dolls away?" said the blind old monk Shidao, frowning slightly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Guigu pulled one in one hand, and the two days of contact made Gu Yu, the girl, completely desperate to rely on Guigu, and regardless of those few tender and delicious grilled fish, just referring to the qualifications that can make Xiuyuan worship him as a teacher is enough to make Gu Yu rely on the big tree of Guigu like a koala. And Xiuyuan is not to mention, coercion and temptation have never appeared, and a simple conversation is enough.

"I'm going to hit Longming Mountain and pick up the plaque of Xiangyang Temple. Xiuyuan said seriously.

"Go now?" Guigu asked indifferently.

"No, I'm going to do it myself. Xiu Yuan shook his head, borrowing the hands of others is always a little bit close to the sense of redemption of revenge.

"I can carry you over, and you can pick it yourself. Said lightly.

"I said I'm going to do it myself!" he groaned slightly, but he gritted his teeth and wanted to slash immediately.

"Understood, but, it's up to you?" ...... clumsy agitation method, but I didn't expect it to be so easy to use.

"Just by me! As long as you teach me skills, I will worship you as a teacher. "I don't know how to cultivate the means of the Ghost Valley, but after hearing that I am now in the Zhantan Temple in that unknowable place, I no longer have any scruples, how can the big fierce man who can bake fish in the realm of the Zhantan Temple be a weak person?

"Kneel. Guigu sat down and said.

Laboriously moving his stiff and rusty body, Gu Yu on the side wanted to reach out to help but was blocked by Guigu, and finally knelt down with great effort, holding the cup of water that was half drunk, and said loudly: "The master is above, the apprentice replaces tea with water, and respects the master." Holding the half glass of water, a face full of respect and respect, but this glass of water, do you take it or not?

snatched down the half glass of water, and said with a free smile: "It is the name of my ghost valley, gallop freely in this world, even if you swagger into the Xiangyang Temple now, forgive that group of bald donkeys and don't dare to fart." ”

On the contrary, this extremely arrogant declaration did not make Xiu Yuan lose himself too much, but his eyes shone with the fanaticism of swallowing the sky, taking this opportunity, he eliminated the glass of water in an instant, don't think about it, red wine gourd, wine poured tea cup and sighed heartily, it is enough to explain.

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Faced with the blind old monk's questioning, Guigu was deeply puzzled, "Why are you dissatisfied? These two dolls can't live in your monk's temple for a long time, so what's the harm if I take them away this time?"

"Amitabha, this son has a fate with my temple, the heart is like glass, and when the Buddha Zen is to be a sword-wielding Manjushri. It is slightly inappropriate for the donor to take it away like this. He shook his head, but he made an inappropriate statement.

sneered, but in exchange for the frowning of the group of bald donkeys, he questioned: "The master said that this doll is related to your temple, but I don't know when such temples also take in female dolls? Or am I mixed outside this realm and don't know the special nature of this place? It turns out that Zhantan Temple is not only a monk temple but also a nunnery?"

The blind old monk was not angry, but shook his head negatively and said: "The donor's words are bad, my temple is a monk temple, but it is not a nunnery, the old monk said that this son has a fate with my temple, only referring to that Qi Xiuyuan, since the donor intends to take this doll away, you might as well take the female doll away, how can there be a female stream in the temple, thank you for the donor's kindness." ”

This old bald donkey is really thick-skinned enough, I only want the male baby to stay, and the female baby you can take away at will, but this is so ugly. Gu Yu, who was holding Guigu's hand, heard this, and his hand was even tighter, but Xiuyuan struggled slightly, and glanced up at Guigu, which made him let go of his hand, and took half a step forward, facing the group of hateful-looking, hypocritical, and righteous bald donkeys Xiuyuan had no good impression at all, but Xiuyuan was quite self-aware, this place was Zhantan Temple, and his master had to think twice about whether it was, and he couldn't be wild, and he said with a salute:" I worship Guigu as a teacher, a teacher for a day and a father for life, and then Xiuyuan has long thought that there is no father, and the master is my father, so I ask the master to be considerate, and not to turn a child who has just obtained a father into an orphan. ”

This is very euphemistic, not allowing the group of bald donkeys on the other side to question, silent for a while, a voice came out, but it was not the blind master said, "This is bad, respect for the teacher should be like this, but my Buddha pays attention to the marriage of the five aggregates, six dusts and twelve marriages, you are the Bodhisattva of the ten directions of the world, so it is said that holding the sword Manjushri, returning to my Buddha is your only faith." Don't be obsessed anymore," I saw the old monk Dao Xuan in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion walk out and threaten seriously.

Guigu had already seen that this group of bald donkeys didn't want to let go, and his heart was already angry, but he was forced to hold back his anger, the enemy was outnumbered, and he couldn't let Guigu act recklessly before tearing his face. He took a deep breath and said, "So the master doesn't want to let me go?"

"This is wrong, the donor will leave, but my temple has not been kept, but this doll is very important, and the old monk is not allowed to be the wicked person, and vainly ask the donor to understand. Dao Xuan's hands were clasped together and he saluted, as he could see, and it seemed that he was indeed sincere. Guigu can't take the lead in tearing his face, and the condemned party will fall into disadvantage.

So I had to sigh slightly and ask, "He's just an ordinary child, why bother?"

"The monks don't speak, this son is indeed of great significance to my Buddhism, and I can't afford to lose it. "The seriousness of the appearance is really convincing.

But Guigu doesn't believe in such nonsense, "In the vast sea of people, I rescued a child, I never knew each other, let alone knew each other, and in a few days, this doll became the reincarnation of your Buddhism?"

The old monk Dao Xuan took a deep breath, and his expression still couldn't see a trace of change, but he toasted a glass of punishment wine, and said: "The donor said that he laughed, my Buddha does not allow anyone to be defiled, and there are many offenses. ”

The handsome monk stepped forward, bowed with both hands, and suddenly put out the oolong plate, "Please advise." But there was a hint of anticipation in his voice. Stretched out his hand to pull Xiuyuan Gu Yu behind him, and did not forget to turn his head and hand him a reassuring look, Xinting stood in place like a walk, without the slightest defense, but this kind of action made Monk Yinlong feel scorned, and he couldn't help but shout angrily and twist up!

This group of hypocritical monks, since they have torn their faces, want to set up a chastity archway like a bitch and sweep the battle for you? But the memorial arch is written on the fairness and justice, the word "advice" is very accurate, and I am determined that I dare not hurt his monks in the realm of this Zhantan Temple, so let this dragon monk continue to make evil moves, and the black hand is repeated, I also have to control the momentum, for fear of a punch to hit it hard, and then the guide Xuan bald donkey jumped out and was frightened: I saw that you still have a little Buddha fate, but I didn't expect that the old man also had a time to look away, and he was so heavy? Come on, raise your hand and make a move, three hundred axes, oh no, a dozen bald donkeys surrounded and hacked to death. Oh, if the conditions allow, maybe you can still shout for the people, eliminate the harm for the people, and talk shit for the heavens.

Alas, this group of monks. Is a scheming monk counted as six impurities? Who knows, the yellow vernacular is at his disposal, and who calls the representative of the Zhantan Temple to be the representative of the Zhantan Temple.

The picture in his mind jumped, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but be contemptuous, but such a subtle expression was fully seen by the dragon monk, which could be described as humiliating to the extreme, roaring angrily, and the movements of his subordinates became more and more wide, and its fierce power was mixed with a tyranny.

Guigu frowned, this kind of means is simply not the monk's kung fu, the monk Xiuwu is talking about promoting Buddhism, the ancient Buddha cut meat to feed the eagle, now the troubled times thieves are rampant, the world is not all believe in Buddhism, Pudu sentient beings do not mean that they are slaughtered, but the effort is to protect the monks from breaking the incense and decline, so most of them are for the ability to hurt people, and the few killing moves are forced to helpless, and the kung fu of the dragon monk is to recruit the key to the people, is it that Zhantan Temple dares to disrespect the world to practice this kind of murderous kung fu？

Swinging his fist to block the handsome monk's fierce knee, leading the dragon to fly out upside down, the two widened the distance, Guigu sighed, and saw that the dragon was about to kill again, and couldn't help but say: "Wait, you are killing kung fu, you and I are not fighting to the death, you and two points converge, I am afraid that I will not confiscate the momentum and hurt you." Although it is quite unashamed to hear it, Guigu is indeed a well-intentioned move.

"The donor laughed, please advise. The oolong stunt got up, struck the claws with both hands, straightened his waist and cut his legs, like an angry tiger through the forest, flashed to the door of the Guigu in an instant, shook the white tiger with his left hand, and skillfully used the black tiger to dig out his heart with his right hand, his fingers were like steel hooks, and he instantly grabbed the shirt on his chest, forcing Guigu to retreat again and again.

Dodged back, and when he touched his chest, he was scratched through the epidermis, stained with blood. Looking at the blood on his hand, he actually laughed, and when he looked up, he saw that his eyes were like those of anger, and everywhere he looked, it seemed to stir up a wave of blood! The Yinlong monk couldn't help but restrain the heat on his face and swallowed a mouthful of bitterness. I saw Guigu holding the blood in his hands together, staining it into a pair of bloody palms, drawing a bloody mark on his face with his thumb, and his feet instantly cracked, and a straight fist mixed with the momentum of breaking a thousand armies was to smash this little bastard to slag with one punch!

The grim smile twisted his face, but he said wordlessly, let Lao Tzu see blood? Lao Tzu wants you to die!

There was a loud bang, and the dust flew in all directions, I don't know what was blown away, but I knew the wonderful touch of that punch to the flesh, but it made Guigu laugh wildly: "Zhantan Temple, what a Zhantan Temple!"

His eyes were fixed on the front of him, but the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and an old Amitabha Buddha was the one who blocked the punch of the Guigu.

And the Yinlong monk was in tatters, revealing his sturdy upper body and the tattoo of the shawl and the eye-catching tiger. The old monk Dao Xuan stood in front of him, and the robe he was wearing was also stained with dust, but it was a punch to the upper ghost valley with one palm, and the white hair under his forehead also fell from his neck, and there was no longer mercy in his eyes, but he had to look at the ghost valley helplessly, and said: "The donor is murderous, forgive me for not being able to keep the donor in my temple, forgive me." ”

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