In the middle of the night, on the ancient road, a fat monk with a fat head and big ears and goosebumps, carrying a fiery blue light Gatling on his back rushed on the sheep intestine path.

Twin brothers Li Li and Li Li, as well as the tall woman, looked at the strangely dressed monk with some vigilance.

"Little donors, dare to ask if the nearby temple is located in the southeast?"

The old monk's face was kind, and the caliber of blue light behind his back seemed to give his face a layer of holy light.

"That's right, follow this direction, walk for half an hour."

Chen Lin calmly pointed out the direction to the old monk.

"Amitabha! My Buddha is compassionate! Thank you to the benefactor for her guidance. ”

"But I see that your fortune is low, and your destiny star is faintly pulled by gravity into the bright stars."

"You have to be more careful these days."

Li Ligang was a little impatient to ask the monk why there were so many things, and he also worked part-time as a fortune teller.

was caught by his younger brother Li Li's sleeves.

Li Li knew his brother's abilities, so he shut up.

After silently waiting for the fat monk to leave, Li Li said to his younger brother suspiciously:

"What's wrong? Do you see something again? ”

Li Li's voice was very weak, as if he was very sleepy.

"In his sleeve, there are many little people, not small people, but small lizards."

"I saw these lizards build a mansion in his sleeve with the inscription: 'Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand.'"

Hearing this, Chen Lin's face also became solemn.

She realized that Li Li's ability was obviously a detective skill, and in this case, the strength of that fat monk should not be underestimated.

"Luck is low, it seems that I do need to be careful, but I have already led the bald donkey to the temple where the [Outlander] is."

"It may be a great horror to stay in the wild for a long time at night, and it is not appropriate to discuss it now, so let's hurry up." Chen Lin and the twins then quickened their pace.

……

Yu Mingchuan held a candle in his hand, illuminating a quarter of the space in the temple, and saw a Buddha on the lotus throne with a high bun, wearing a coat, and crowning.

With a kind smile, he carries a Gatling cannon on his left shoulder and a long-barreled sniper rifle in his right hand.

The smile is kind, and the Buddha's light shines.

"Why do I feel like I usually go to the temple to burn incense, but I don't worship this thing?" Sao Fan learned from Yu Mingchuan's thinking, and scratched his chin sideways.

"This is Gatling Bodhisattva, a niche Buddhism, which is also enshrined in the temple, all in the side room, but you didn't pay attention to it when you burned incense." Yu Mingchuan swore solemnly.

Then he began to rub the paintings on the four walls.

"Why don't I believe it, let me tell you, my grandmother is a Buddhist, although I don't believe in Buddhism, but I have read a lot of Buddhist scriptures since I was a child."

"You haven't written about Gatling, are you lying to me?" Sao Fan simply took more candles.

Illuminate the small temple brightly.

"yes, I made it up." Yu Mingchuan replied indifferently.

When Sao Fan heard this, his eyes widened, and he was about to say "Brother Sichuan", when he noticed a mural that was wrong.

"Brother Chuan, come and take a look, the paint of this mural feels more - heavier? I can't tell. ”

Hearing this, Yu Mingchuan walked to the mural that Sao Fan said.

After a few minutes of careful identification, he opened his mouth with some uncertainty.

"Although there is nothing wrong with the connection of the story, it is true that the paint of this mural is darker and more colorful."

As he spoke, Yu Mingchuan stretched out to the mural, which felt a little damp to the touch.

Not as dry as other murals.

"Actually, if you look closely, there are subtle differences in the style of the drawing."

"The form of the monks in this section is more handsome and elegant, rich in folk slang, and it looks very smart."

"And except for this one, the murals are very ingenious."

Sao Fan scratched his head and asked curiously:

"So what kind of story does this mural depict, I can't see anything in it."

Yu Mingchuan pondered for a moment and went through the story from the beginning.

"This is to say that in the era of famine and disaster, there was an old monk who lived in a wild temple in the deep mountains, and he made great merit on weekdays to help women and children."

"When he had a premonition that he was going to die, he wanted to eat a white bun and then meditate on his death."

"He begged everywhere to fast, but no one was willing to give him a mouthful of white bread."

"When a foolish village woman saw it, he thought it was ridiculous, and wanted to play tricks on him and make him break his vows."

So he pretended to be kind and gave him a white bun. The old monk was very grateful after receiving his wish, and gave the village woman a Buddhist scripture. ”

"And on this mural that is not right, that's the end of the story."

"The old monk took out the white bun on the last day before he passed away and bit it down, only to find that there was a dead mouse in it."

So suddenly the old tears flowed.

After listening to it, the fan couldn't help but take a long breath, "No wonder there is a saying of 'the most poisonous woman's heart', it's too vicious." ”

Yu Mingchuan carefully knocked on the murals everywhere, and then commanded to Sao Fan:

"This is a new mural, it should be empty inside, can you smash the mural?"

Speaking of which, Yu Mingchuan misses [Wu Moumou] a little, he knows a lot of five-ring spells, what a good fighter.

It's a pity that as soon as he entered the dungeon, [Wu Moumou] flew to preach "not forgetting his original intention and keeping his mission in mind".

"No problem, little thing!"

I saw that with the shouting of the fans, there was an extra layer of pink film on the fist.

"Boom, people are coming to break you!"

"Boom!" A bang.

A small hole was immediately knocked out of the mural.

"Brother, is your phrase '......' necessary for activating skills?" Yu Mingchuan couldn't help but ask when he observed the entrance of the cave.

"Of course not, I created it myself!" After speaking, Sao Fan gave the mural another punch, and then glanced at Yu Mingchuan shyly.

“…… That's good, you, forget it. "Yu Mingchuan is still ready to be friends with Sao Fan, and Sao Fan is still very qualified as a thug.

A celebrity once said: What is a friend? is your strongest weapon.

Of course, he definitely didn't have the idea of drawing a magic array with his bare hands in the future, finding that the sacrifices were not enough, and replacing the sacrifices with friends! Absolutely nothing!

After all, isn't that what teammates who are keen to dedicate themselves should do~

In the dark and embarrassing dark box room, a dilapidated Buddhist scripture lies quietly in it.

Yu Mingchuan took it out and took a look, and the "Gatling Bodhisattva Heart Sutra" came into view.

Flip through a few pages.

The Heavenly Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were happy to see the RPG explode, and in the void, there were five more Ming kings manifested, and it was the Gatling Bodhisattva who was in the nuclear energy of the Buddha and the nuclear energy fission.

In the cloud of karmic fire mushrooms, the manifestation of the fatwa body, the five Ming kings each have manifestations, and one sits on the plate and falls into the shape of a child.

There are seven buns on the top, the braided hair hangs down on the left shoulder, the left eye is thinly closed, the lower teeth bite the upper lip, and the face is angry, and the back is fiercely fired.

Three sides and six arms, each holding a cannon barrel, as a posture of breaking troubles.

"Hiss~ Wonderful!"

"I blindly guessed that this sutra was the one given by the old monk to the village woman in the mural, but in this case, who repaired this temple?"

As soon as Yu Mingchuan was about to continue his analysis, he sensed the sound of rustling footsteps from behind the Buddha statue in the temple.

One sigh at a time, very sacred.

However, in Yu Mingchuan's perception, it is killing step by step, and it is extremely dangerous.