"Then Miss Wang...... Unexpectedly...... In order to wake up his mother, he really went to the Dizang Temple while Wang Zaoshi was away.

Pity a woman who is so talented and beautiful, but she was ...... by a group of monks Alas. ”

When the passer-by said this, his face was full of regret.

In addition, when the man heard this, he couldn't help beating his chest: "Alas, Miss Wang is really a filial child. ”

"yes, it was supposed to be over here."

"Results ......"

"What? Could it be that those monks still refuse to take out the 'divine water'?! ”

"That's not it, but the divine water has been exchanged.

It's just that no one would have thought that after Wang Tan woke up, he heard that his daughter was dedicated, and he was in pain. ”

"Without waiting for a good Lisuo, I went to the Dizang Temple, and I had to intercede with the monk and welcome my daughter back."

"Alas, this housewife of the Wang family, although she is getting older, she is also a half-old."

"I didn't expect those monks to pick ......"

"Is it ......?"

"Alas, the mother and daughter never returned."

"Brute!"

Many passers-by scolded when they heard this.

In any case, Wang Zaoshi is a knowledgeable and talented person, and he is also a high-class figure in Jinsang City.

Usually, if the city lord wants to see it, then he has to invite it three days in advance!

But at this time, the crowd suddenly separated.

"One day as a teacher, one life as a father! Humiliation of the teacher! Student Zhao Chuan, how can you endure it! ”

Before the words fell, a young man with a resolute face had already walked out of the crowd.

He also had a white waist silk tied to his body.

He followed straight behind Wang Zaoshi and followed silently.

"Zhao Chuan! Could it be the Zhao Chuan who worshiped the Jixia School Palace not long ago?! ”

"That's right! I heard that he was accepted by the Legalist master Han Weizi and became a personal disciple! ”

In the midst of everyone's surprise, another white-faced scholar walked out, also wearing a white cloth around his waist.

"Student Zhang Duanwu, I am willing to seek justice for my wife and sister!"

After that, he also followed behind Wang Zaoshi.

"Zhang Duanwu? Isn't it Zhang Duanwu, who is ranked seventh in my Great Zhou election this year? ! ”

"Seventh?! Wouldn't that be the one who was going to the gods to face the saints?! ”

"He's also a disciple of Wang Zaoshi?!"

"In the entire Jinsang City, but all the young students, which one hasn't handed over a post under Wang Zaoshi's door?"

"Student Liu Hong......"

"Student Yuan Zhou ......"

"Student Sha Xingye ......"

……

For a time, all the young talents in Jinsang City flocked out.

All of them followed behind Wang Zaoshi.

Each one was a white cloth around his waist, and his face was full of solemnity.

Wang Zaoshi cleared his tears in two lines, even if he was depressed at this time, he still had the backbone.

And Pan Laohan in front of Wang Zaoshi was panicked in his heart.

He didn't expect that he would engage in such a big battle.

As I walked, I couldn't help but spin under my feet.

"It's so fast, how can I be missing, Simon!"

The rough sound is like a gong.

When Wu Laohan heard this, his legs and feet were weak, and he almost overturned the car with someone to the ground.

Everyone looked intently, only to see that the person who came was very stout, and each hand carried a bone chopping knife, which looked murderous.

But he is the famous butcher of Ximen in Jinsang City.

The butcher of Simon is also a legend.

When he was young, he was a childhood sweetheart with Wu Laohan's mother-in-law.

However, he was a martial idiot, full of cultivation, and later succeeded in worshipping the Outer Bone Mountain and became an outer disciple.

In terms of physical cultivation, he has some talent, and he has been promoted all the way to become an inner disciple.

Later, he found that he had no hope of breaking through the interior scene, and remembered his former lover, so he chose to become a teacher.

At that time, Pan was already married to a wife.

This matter has become a hurdle in the heart of the old man of Ximen.

He felt ashamed of Pan's family, so he set up a meat stall on the street and guarded it silently.

"Phew! The surname is Wu, you have withered all your life, and I look down on you for a lifetime. ”

"I didn't expect you to stand up at this time!"

"Ah Lian!

You're not married to the wrong person! ”

"This Wu Dalang is a hard-rooted!"

The butcher of Simon raised his head to the sky and roared, and the tiger's eyes were hot, but it was the hero who had tears and the iron man was tender.

When Wu Laohan heard this, he was moved and inevitably became jealous.

However, because of obscenity, he only dared to mumble secretly in his heart.

With the addition of the butcher of Ximen, the people of Jinsang City seemed to have confidence and joined the team one after another.

"Simon Butcher is not an ordinary person, and the killing of the Buddha may not be his opponent."

"Pole to pole, those pair of boning knives are made of dark iron, even the ghosts and gods can crack open, not to mention the monks of mortal bodies!"

"Is it possible that there are so many of us who can't deal with those monks?!"

"Let's go! Destroy the Jizo Temple! ”

The group of people walked straight towards the Jizo Temple.

East of Jinsang City.

Jizoji Temple.

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there is a statue of the King of Jizo Bodhisattva with a solemn appearance.

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows and looked down at the prostrated woman.

On the side, a monk was beating the wooden fish with a solemn expression.

The old woman trembled and bowed to the Jizo Buddha, and then hesitantly came to the monk and placed a white porcelain bowl on the table.

His hand reached into his pocket, and he dug it out and pulled it out, and it took three or five breaths until he had enough to scrape a handful of broken silver.

A pair of dry hands, weighed about ten taels.

She looked sad, and the silver in her hand clutched and clutched, and finally she trembled and put all the broken silver on the table.

At this time, the sound of the wooden fish stopped, and the monk glanced at the broken silver on the table, frowned, and seemed to be a little disgusted.

However, he still shouted weakly: "Jizo blesses." ”

Then he filled a bowl of divine water from the side.

The old woman glanced at the divine water on the table, with tears in her eyes, withdrew her gaze, and carefully picked up the white porcelain bowl.

He raised his head and looked at the Jizo King Bodhisattva, his face full of compassion and silence.

And at this moment, behind this Buddha statue, it is a different scene.

On a withered flower treasure bed, a bald monk in the middle, holding a white flower body on the left and right, sleeping soundly.

At this time, the door sounded softly, and the monk was disturbed by his dreams, frowning slightly, and seemed to be a little unhappy: "Who?" ”

"Senior brother, there are many people gathered outside the temple."

"Huh? The people gathered? ”

The monk smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, as if he was a little disdainful, and his big hand pinched the woman in his arms.

"Those who burn incense, please come in, and those who make trouble go out."

"Do you still want me to teach this?"

The monk snorted coldly, very dissatisfied, but it was the disciple outside the door who whispered: "Senior brother, the situation is a little different this time. ”

Imagine the Chinese network

"You'd better go check it out."

The monk chuckled in his heart, at this critical time in his heart, there must be no mistakes.

So he reluctantly pulled his arm out of the warm fragrance of nephrite.

"Two beauties, and wait for this master to go out to purify all sentient beings."

Soon he was dressed and put on a flaming red robe.

The gold thread of this robe is charming, the red yarn is like fire, and the clothes are hundreds, which is exactly twenty-five times sewn.

Dressed in a robe, his whole body shines brightly.

From a distance, it is really a solemn monk.

He glanced up and down, and if nothing was missed, he pushed the door straight out.

There were only two girls left on the bed, their expressions blank and their eyes lifeless.