"Agudamu?" Wushuang shouted, and there was a sense of reproach in his tone!

"Agudam, are you stupid? The master called you! After a while, he was angry again!" Ma Ya hurriedly ran up and pushed Agudam. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not to mention Agudamu, all the brothers didn't even look back after hearing Wushuang's shout, and still knelt in front of the idol and didn't move.

"Come here!" Wushuang reached out and dragged the horse back.

In the moonlight, I saw that the huge stone monkey statue seemed to be dragging a person in its hand, and the person was sitting on the palm of the stone monkey's hand, looking at them.

"Who? don't pretend to be a ghost!"

"Mida Buddha, two friends are finally here, two of you look, the little monk is beautiful at night on this mountain?" It turned out that the stone monkey was dragging the Zhugu Living Buddha.

"Fortunately, I prefer to drink beer with my buddies in the middle of the night at the entrance of my alley!"

"Huh...... Sir is really good at laughing, the world is full of dross and resentment, it is better to practice in my small temple isolated from the world. Isn't it wonderful that there is no killing, no profit, and the world is like a passing cloud?"

"Is the Living Buddha persuading me to be good? I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint the Living Buddha, I'm not a person who worships the Buddha, and each of us has human lives in our hands, I'm afraid that your Buddha won't be able to transform me!" Wushuang said with a smile.

"Amitabha, Master Hugh, my brother is a rough man who doesn't know how to speak, if you offend somewhere, you still want Haihan. "Ma Ya is very religious.

Under the moonlight, the talisman hanging around Ma Ya's neck shone with golden light, and the golden light just happened to hit the eyes of the Zhugu Living Buddha.

He squinted his eyes and tilted his head.

"Kuifu, the girl is the reincarnation of Kuixing?"

"Do you recognize the Kui Fu?" Wushuang immediately pulled out a gun from his waist. This talisman is the treasure of the Northeast Thief Gate, and only the people in the rivers and lakes can recognize it, how can he be known by a practicing lama? Unless he is a person from the rivers and lakes!

The old lama jumped forward, his posture was not like an old man of sixty or seventy years old, and he jumped from the palm of the stone monkey several meters high to the front of Wushuang. He ignored Wushuang and went straight to Ma Ya.

"Who is Wu Gongyao?" he asked.

"You...... What are you going to do?"

"The little monk's words haven't been answered yet, who are you, Wu Gongyao?" his voice grew louder and higher, as if interrogating a prisoner.

"Huh...... Old bald donkey!I knew you weren't a good thing at a glance!Hugh was going to bully my sister!" Wushuang rushed up and blocked in front of Ma Ya.

"I'm afraid the two of you will never be able to leave the small temple!" Who knew that the old lama unusually stretched out his hand and pushed out a palm to Wushuang.

Wushuang knew that this old lama was definitely not an ordinary person, but he didn't expect him to suddenly attack him. And he shot extremely fast, with the wind in his palm, and pushed it to Wushuang's chest with one palm, and the huge internal force directly pushed Wushuang to the ground, and Wushuang rolled several times before he unloaded his inertia.

"Brother?" Ma Ya shouted anxiously, Wushuang had a wound on his back, and it was not easy to do anything with others at this time.

Wushuang was wearing a mountain chain mail to protect his body, and although this palm was full of strength, it was difficult to hurt him. He stood up with a carp, and immediately pulled the trigger under his hands. Unexpectedly, with this effort to raise his head, the old lama disappeared!

Wushuang said angrily: "You, the woman's benevolence, do you see it! Go, wake up the brothers, I will deal with this demon monk!"

Ma Ya hurriedly ran forward and shook the brothers who were kneeling on the ground, but the brothers did not know what evil they had committed, and they did not move no matter how they screamed, they bowed their heads, folded their hands and knelt reverently in front of the stone monkey with their eyes closed.

"Old bald donkey! Come out! You have the ability to fight with the master for three hundred rounds!" Wushuang shouted. The surroundings were quiet, and he was long gone in the apse.

Wushuang stood in place, looking around vigilantly, but the apse was not big, and it was impossible to hide people, this old bald donkey's light work was so good that he could escape from under his nose, and it seemed that he must not underestimate the enemy.

"Agudam, why are you awake, get your brothers out of here!" called Ma Ya. It was only at this time that Agudamu came to consciousness, and it was probably awakened by the sound of Wushuang's gunshots. Little by little, he stood up from the ground, first stretched out ten fingers and clenched his fists, and immediately there was a sound of pimples and joints.

"Agudam, why are you in a daze? Why don't you leave quickly?" Wushuang beckoned to him.

Agudamu's body was very stiff, and with every step he took, his shoulders were mechanically crooked, a little like a half-body, and a bit like the shadow puppets that he used to watch in the old society, and the puppets played under the shadow puppet masters.

Agudamu stiffened his steps and walked towards the horse step by step. He was still drooping his head, and Wushuang couldn't see what he was looking at now.

"Agudam, what's wrong with you, isn't there anything uncomfortable?" At this moment, Ma Ya still didn't notice the danger approaching, and took the initiative to meet it.

Wushuang looked at Agudamu in surprise, did he break his bones? Why is his walking posture so weird, it is a bit exaggerated to say that he looks like a big zongzi who has just woken up, but this is also too strange? People walk with their hands will inadvertently swing back and forth with the frequency of walking, Agudamu swings hungry not with arms and hands, but from his shoulders, of course, the swing of arms is also a command from the shoulder, but his reaction is too great.

"Ya'er, you'd better not get close to him!" Wushuang dragged Ma Ya over and protected him behind him and said, "Something is wrong with this guy, it seems that he has been dementored!"

Agudamu raised his head a little, revealing a gloomy face, there was no anger on his face, his eyes were closed, only a thin slit was exposed, there seemed to be a spirit in the gap, it seemed that he was trying to open his eyes, but his eyelids were like sticking together, the more he tried harder, the more he couldn't open them.

"Wouldn't it? This is the Yellow Temple, and those unclean things must not dare to approach?

"It's not something else that is not clean, it's that old lama! This demon monk! Don't be caught by me! Grandma's, his palm just now is not small, if I didn't have a mountain chain mail to protect myself, I would have to be beaten to death by him! You still speak for him?"

"Then what do you say to do now? Are the brothers still saved?" Ma Ya was confused and didn't know what to do.

"Stay away from him first. ”

Wushuang didn't have any ideas, it stands to reason that the living can't take souls from the living, even those great immortals and gods and the like haven't mastered this spell. He couldn't tell if the demon monk was a human or a ghost, and what kind of spell he was using.