"Where did Diao Min come from?"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence in front of the Jizo Temple.

The people of Jinsang City looked at each other, as if they didn't believe that this came from the mouth of the city lord of Wanshao.

Lichen's eyes narrowed in the heights, but a question flashed in his heart in an instant.

Why is the young city lord of Jinsang City in the Dizo Temple?

"Wronged!"

Wu Laohan also saw the opportunity to act, and suddenly there was a wail, and the old tears flowed.

"Wronged! Young City Lord! ”

Wan Shao City Lord frowned slightly, his eyes were obviously unkind, and he said coldly: "What grievances do you have?" ”

When Wu Laohan heard this, his heart sank for no reason, but he still calmed down, and responded in a trembling voice: "Young City Lord Mingjian, my mother-in-law drank the 'divine water' in the temple and died. ”

"You must call the shots for Lao Er."

Wan Shao City Lord turned his gaze, moved his steps lightly, and muttered: "Died after drinking divine water?" ”

Wu Laohan nodded heavily: "It's true!" ”

"Oh, joke!

The monk of the Jizo Temple was appointed by the Son of Heaven.

can use the gods to hydrolyze the harm of the plague, why harm an old woman alone? ”

Wan Shao's eyes fell on the old man more and more coldly.

Wu Laohan couldn't help but shudder, and his neck shrank and looked a little timid.

But it was the king who stood next to him, with a resolute face: "Sad~"

"Hollowing out the people with evil fools is really exhausting the fish, and this century-old disaster should be punished!"

Wang Zaoshi is righteous and upright, neither humble nor arrogant.

For this young city lord, others may be afraid, but he is not half afraid.

Because Wang Zaoshi is the enlightenment teacher of the city lord of Wan Shao.

Moreover, at that time, the lord of Wan City was still bent on matching his son to marry Miss Wang.

But she was rejected by Miss Wang!

It was also from that time that the city lord of Wan Shao hated with love, and had a hatred for his teacher.

It is also because of this that he never forgets the mother and daughter of the Wang family.

But at this time, in front of everyone's eyes, he was full of smirks: "Student Wan Lei has seen the respected teacher." ”

Slightly arched his hand, but there was no respect.

"Teacher, I heard that my wife has also been infected with the plague, I don't know what is happening now?"

Before he finished speaking, an angry scold broke out in the crowd: "You are obviously in collusion with that group of monks, and you are in the same stream!" ”

"Don't be hypocritical here."

Everyone followed the sound and looked, but it turned out to be Zhao Chuan, a disciple who had just entered the Jixia School Palace!

His face was full of anger, commanding, and quite like a madman in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Wan Lei's eyes froze, but a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It turned out to be Brother Zhao."

"It's just collusion and complicity, but it's inappropriate."

"Master Lichen is the 'Master of Leaving the Wasteland' appointed by Zhou Tianzi."

"Since you have come to my Jinsang City, the city lord naturally has the responsibility to take care of it."

"What's more, as soon as the mage came, he relieved me of the plague in Jinsang City, this life-saving move, why was it so unbearable to be said by Brother Zhao?"

Wan Lei's eyes were scorching, and it fell on Zhao Chuan's face, faintly revealing a little killing intent.

"Desert Mage? A life-saving move? ”

"I'm afraid the young city lord is joking."

But at this time, the butcher of Simon, who was carrying two boning sharp knives, suddenly shouted.

"Before those monks came, I lived and worked in peace and contentment in Jinsang City, but after they came, the plague also came."

"Hmph, can't it be their plague?"

The butcher of Simon seemed to be unintentional, but it happened to speak to the hearts of the people of Jinsang City.

"That's right! Those monks have a problem! ”

"They must have brought this plague!"

Wan Lei shook his head and said with a smile: "The imperial court has already issued an announcement. ”

"How could the Desert Mage Meritorious Cultivation Sect perform such a despicable method?"

"Those monks are fake!"

Wu Laohan suddenly mustered up his courage and shouted.

And that's exactly what Lichen told him to say.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the figures of several monks behind Wan Lei froze.

The robed monk at the head came out of the crowd, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Amitabha." ”

"Don't lie to the donor, the poor monk is a real 'deserted mage'."

After speaking, he pointed to the robe on his body.

"There is a 'twenty-five robe' rewarded by the Son of Heaven as evidence, and it cannot be faked."

But at this time, a Buddha horn came from afar.

"Amitabha."

"Coincidentally, the poor monk also happens to have a 'twenty-five robe' here."

Lichen and Lisao had already drifted in, just in front of Wu Laohan.

At this time, Lichen was wearing the 'twenty-five robe'.

"Why are there two more monks?"

"They don't seem to be in the same group."

"Why are there many more pieces of the twenty-five robes?"

"Of course it can't be."

"There is only one robe in the twenty-five robes, but there are real and fake."

"Who's real and who's not?"

While everyone was talking, the 'Lihuang Master' in front of the Jizo Temple had a slight change in complexion.

His eyes froze, staring at the young monk in front of him.

His eyes swept over Lichen's face, and finally settled on the only hair on the top of his head.

That's right, the jade-faced monk, the monk of one hair!

He turned out to be a real killing Buddha!

The fake monk forced himself to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, but there was no fear on his face.

A cruel smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Amitabha." ”

"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that someone pretended to be a mage to do evil, but I didn't expect the mage to touch it."

"Donor, the sea of bitterness is endless, and turning back is the shore."

He folded his hands and his eyes were full of compassion, and at first glance he really looked like a high-ranking monk.

It's just that no matter how good the acting skills are, they are clumsy in front of the deity.

Lichen also folded his hands and saluted: "Master, you haven't said which of our robes is real?" ”

"The Great Luo of the Worlds"

Without waiting for the robed monk to answer, a stout black-skinned monk behind him said in an urn:

"Hahaha, monk, the robe on your body is shabby, and you dare to call yourself 'twenty-five robes'?"

"If you are still messing around here, don't blame me for being 'Eight-armed King Kong' Lisao is not kind to you!"

Lisao's eyes lit up: "Wait! ”

"Who do you say you are?"

The monk looked disdainful: "I am a dignified 'eight-armed Vajra' Lisao Master!" ”

Lisao Wenyan danced with his hands: "Okay, good! ”

"This name is loud and in line with my temperament."

"Senior brother, have you heard, 'Eight-armed King Kong' is much better than 'Yimao Monk'~"

At this moment, Lisao still doesn't forget to joke.

"Less nonsense! While this mage is not on a killing spree, I advise you to leave quickly! ”

But at this time, the 'Leaving the Wilderness Mage' raised his hand to stop his junior brother.

Turning his head to Lichen and smiling, "The monk asked knowingly. ”

"The robe of the natural monk is real."

The robe of the 'Desert Mage' is brand new, and its whole body emits golden light, and it does not look like an ordinary thing.

The genuine product on Lichen's body is dull, with different shades of color, and the slurry is old.

"Really?"

"Take a good look at it."

As soon as the words fell, ten thousand Buddha lights suddenly appeared on Lichen's body, condensing into the phantom of a solemn monk.