During the most chaotic period in the country that year, the bald son was lost, and after many investigations, it was finally found that he was picked up by Shaolin, which closed the mountain.

He is such a son, can he still be a monk?

Without saying a word, he rushed directly to Shaolin to ask for his son, Shaolin wasted so much effort to find a first-class seedling, so he was naturally unwilling to let go.

Not to mention anything else, at least the old abbot already plans to personally accept apprentices and inherit the mantle.

So, the bald witch first broke the eighteen bronze people, and then fought the thirty-six Zen monastery, and broke the leg bone of the old abbot in front of the golden body of the Buddha.

This ruthless man even let go of his arrogance, and when he saw a monk in the future, he would beat him, which also led to the fact that the great witch and the bald head have always been untreatable.

Although the record of the Xiashan Tiger is not as turbulent as the first two, he is the last thing that most people in the metaphysical sect are willing to provoke.

When other bigwigs fight, at most they will break a few bones, after all, if they have a choice, they will basically not kill them, and if they die, they will become blood feuds!

Only the tiger who goes down the mountain, when he comes out of the mountain, he will see blood, either the person will die, or he will die.

Since that era passed, this product has been cultivating his body in Haiyun Temple, who would have thought that he could move this time.

"These people should have a reaction from above, right?"

"I've already asked, they maintain a supportive attitude towards our return, and the beggars have gone too far over the years, just have no excuse to liquidate."

Hearing this, Wen Wanwan also had to mourn for the beggars.

was just struggling to catch his breath, but he even provoked the top.

With their nods, as long as these people suppress things within a range, it is really no taboo!

"Is it really good to have such a big battle?"

Qu Anan laughed twice, and then his tone became serious.

"Before I came back, I met with a few people above, maybe the pressure outside was a bit big, it was suppressed too hard back then, and now I can't hold it up with Buddhism alone."

"The official people can't end up in person, and part of our return to China this time is to move the focus back, after all, it's a bit disgusting to fight for territory with that group of mouthfuls."

"On the other hand, this place is our roots anyway, and the old guys are old and don't want to float outside."

"The support from above for us to come back is equivalent to holding Shang Fang's sword."

After listening to the development of the shaman in the future, Wen Wanwan's face was also full of surprised smiles.

When these people come back, it's only a good thing for her.

The druids are single-handed, and they have really been wronged outside, and the only parents who can sue are the Baojiaxian who are also in the Northeast.

When the situation is complicated, there is sometimes nothing parents can do about it.

But now that the shaman has returned as a whole, Wen Wanwan's waist has hardened.

Some of the old guys dispatched this time were enough to overthrow a large group of metaphysical sects, but this was only a part of the shaman's internal combat power.

If there is really a war, the five gates of the Baojia Immortals, the three totems of the wolf, the bear, and the tiger, and the other large and small totems are not without combat effectiveness.

What's more, there are witches and witch doctors who have a long history in their hands, not to mention these in China, even if they shout that Lao Tzu is the best in the world, few dare to object.

Otherwise, why can these people compete with the outside and one master?

That's all strength!

"What am I going to do here?"

"The southern base of the beggars gang should be able to be defeated tonight, and your aid station should be lively for a while from tomorrow."

"After all, only you and Bao Jiaxian have been in the country all these years, and these people can only go to you two if they want to come to the door."

"The older generation has a Baojiaxian reception, and those who are younger are estimated to be able to go to your side, just give a little face, and if you are not satisfied, call me directly, just have the coordinates."

The domineering words made Wen Wanwan's whole person feel comfortable: "Okay, I know!" ”

Hanging up the phone, Wen Wanwan went to the cold storage with a smile and took out a lot of carp, and by the way, he called the barbecue restaurant in the town and asked them to send a few catties of crayfish.

After being busy for more than half an hour, Wen Wanwan quickly processed these carps, smeared them with seasonings and put them on the barbecue grill.

After glancing at the time that was not too late, a call was made directly to Shen Nan's mobile phone.

"Stationmaster?"

"Come to the aid station, have a supper, and call Bai Han by the way."

"Good!"

The two of them came back in the afternoon, but they didn't go back to the aid station after communicating with Wen Wanwan.

Now I heard that there was a late-night snack to eat, and I rushed over in less than ten minutes.

Bai Han led a huge Alaska, smelled the smell of grilled fish in the air, and immediately swallowed.

"Good fragrance~~"

"Wang!"

Alaska also broke free from Bai Han's control, and rushed to Wen Wanwan's side with a brisk stride, constantly wagging his tail.

Looking at this guy, Wen Wanwan also smiled, took off the carp from the barbecue grill, cut it twice with a knife and threw it on the stone slab.

The three of them can only eat a small part of the fish grilled tonight, and the real big heads are all without salt.

The black bear must have a share, and this thing is so hungry that it can now be heard trying to scratch the door.

The red-crowned crane also watched through the window of the room as the flesh rose in flames.

Not to mention the forest cats in the room, they eat cat food every day, and the birds are about to fade out of their mouths.

"Let's go and release the black bear and the red-crowned crane first, and give the forest cat a point for these two cuts."

Bai Han grabbed the grilled fish handed over by Wen Wanwan in front of Shen Nan and walked upstairs.

Soon, the black bear sat next to Shen Nan, sticking out his tongue and licking the corners of his mouth from time to time, waiting for Wen Wanwan to give it the fish.

The red-crowned crane lay quietly beside Wen Wanwan, but a pair of eyes were firmly fixed on the fish.

It has been starving for the past two days, and it eats either pureed meat or simple liquid food, and if it weren't for Wen Wanwan's threat of plucking, it would have found a way to get some fish to eat.

Black Boots didn't know when they came over, taking small bites of tomatoes.

"Open meal, open meal!"

The grilled fish was sprinkled with a little chili flakes, and then gnawed one by one.

The black bear was given two and a half without salt, and the red-crowned crane could only eat half of it.

"Stationmaster, don't you think there's something missing in this scene in front of you?"

Hearing Bai Han's words, Wen Wanwan was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and took out a case of beer from the cold room.

"That's it, right?"

"Yes, that's it!"

Wen Wanwan and Bai Han quickly drank one bottle at a time.

"Some?"

Bai Han looked at Shen Nan on the side, took out a bottle and handed it over.

"...... that affects thinking"

"It's okay to drink less, it affects the mind because of alcoholism, and drinking less helps blood circulation."

(End of chapter)