If Qiao Youning's words came out of someone else's mouth, then Chen Bofu would definitely not hesitate to think that it was nonsense, maybe raising his hand would be a slap in the face.

Fooling Lao Tzu as a ghost? Are you really tired of living?

But here's the problem......

These words were said by Qiao Youning herself, and the expression on her face didn't look like a joke, not to mention that from her standpoint, Chen Bofu felt that she didn't need to say some false and empty words to comfort herself.

Take 10,000 steps back.

Chen Bofu remembers very well that before coming to the temple, his good grandson had repeatedly told him...... The people in the temple can't believe it all or don't believe it, it's best to be wary of them, but Qiao Youning is definitely credible, and she is also the only person in the temple who can't harm them.

As for why her good grandson has so much confidence in her?

Chen Bofu didn't know either.

I can't ask Chen Jing why I can't ask why.

But he still chose to believe his good grandson's words.

It's like Chen Jing trusts Qiao Youning.

There is no reason to trust.

"The Buddha mother of your temple is so particular?" Chen Bofu snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand and threw it into the pit with rainwater on the side, "If you don't lie, you won't lie?" ”

"Youning is the most valued family of the Buddha's mother, and she knows the Buddha's mother better than any of us, so she ...... You'd better believe her old thing. ”

Grandma Hong was standing under the big tree with an oil-paper umbrella on the side, and when she saw that Chen Bofu was suspicious of her apprentice, she was a little unhappy.

"She said that her grandson is fine, then she must be fine, what are you worried about!"

"You and the hell...... Never mind. Chen Bofu swallowed the dirty words that had just reached his mouth, and glanced at Grandma Hong again, planning to use her as air and ignore her, after all, he still knew the truth that good men don't fight with women, not to mention that he owed this old thing a lot of favors before.

That's when it happened.

The fat-headed, big-eared self-aware elder suddenly spoke.

"It's not easy."

When everyone followed the sound to look at him, they saw this somewhat silly elder crouching under a big tree, staring at the raindrops that kept sliding down from the leaves in a daze with wide eyes.

"What do you say it's not easy to do?" Chen Bofu asked with a frown.

After all, Chen Bofu is also a particular person, if it weren't for the fact that this fat man has a bad brain, and beating him is a bit of a bully for the disabled, it is estimated that Chen Bofu would have rewarded him with a big mouth the moment he spoke.

My grandson is still playing a big adventure down there, and you suddenly come to a bad sentence, who are you cursing?

"There's something dirty chasing your grandson." The fat monk raised his hand as he spoke, "That thing looks strange, I haven't seen it before, it's too strange...... Like a tree branch! ”

As soon as he heard this, Chen Bofu immediately frowned, and before he could get up and walk towards the fat monk, Erga trotted over and grabbed him.

"Calm down." Oga said.

"I don't hit anyone, calm down." Chen Bofu shook off Erga, "I just want to ask him...... Fatso! How do you know there's something chasing my grandson?! ”

"See." The fat monk scratched his head, as if he was hungry again, raised his hand and gently tore the trunk behind him, and the torn bark was stuffed directly into his mouth, chewing slowly like chewing gum, "But I saw a few pictures, very blurry......"

Chen Bofu glanced at Oga with a puzzled face, hoping that the leader of the monastery could give him an explanation, but Oga did not hide it.

"Among the three supernatural powers that he has cultivated to realize his own nature is 'predestination', and for some things that he is extremely concerned about, he can occasionally see some pictures related to them."

"So that means my grandson is in danger?" Chen Bofu asked.

"Not necessarily."

The fat monk sat slumped under the tree, chewing the bark with a stupid face, even if the monk's robe he was wearing was soaked with muddy water, he had no intention of getting up, and he was sloppy and unsophisticated.

"That thing is chasing your grandson yet, I see that your grandson is running faster than a dog, it should be fine."

Although these words sounded like they were comforting, and they did play a comforting role, at least Chen Bofu calmed down a little, but when he heard the fat monk say that Chen Jing ran faster than a dog......

"Fuck you!"

Chen Bofu raised his hand and was about to slap it, but looking at the other party's stupid appearance, seeing that he raised his hand and looked at him blankly, he didn't know how to hide, and the old man could only raise his foot and kick him in the ass after holding it for a long time.

"If you don't know metaphors, don't compare them! You fat bald! ”

……

It turns out.

The fat-headed, big-eared monk who realized his own nature is still a bit of a Taoist.

At least what he saw was real.

Chen Jing did run faster than a dog, running all the way in the dark, only hating himself for missing two legs.

"What the hell is that?!"

Chen Jing had never encountered such a strange creature...... If that's a creature.

The moment it touched the "human neural model", the deep space color was directly absorbed, just like the blood flowing in the blood vessels, which was directly incorporated into the creature's own neural network......

At a glance.

The scarlet nervous system had been discolored by the aura.

Although Chen Jing didn't want to think about it like this, no matter how he looked at it, this guy looked like the big boss in the game who was glowing all over!

In the process of rapidly distancing themselves from each other, Chen Jing also tried attack methods other than the deep space brilliance, such as gathering golden holy light to bombard his mother's shot, but that guy's defense methods were even more weird.

The seemingly crude and crude vague human form stood still in an instant when facing the holy light, and the "hands" like withered branches and vines kept changing their postures, like the finger handprints that the monks of the monastery pinched before using their powers.

A second before the Light is about to hit the target.

Transparent spatial ripples appeared in front of it.

In an instant, the light dissipated.

Seeing this scene, Chen Jing didn't dare to fight, and continued to accelerate and retreat before the monster could react, wanting to find a suitable time to try to deal with it with other powers, such as using the basic laws of dimensional space to smash this guy to pieces.

It's not that Chen Jing doesn't want to make a move, it's just that the guy is pressing too hard, and a slight pause is a fatal thing, so he can only continue to work hard to distance themselves from each other, and only need to give him a second of buffer time......

Suddenly.

Chen Jing felt a piercing chill behind him, and then he felt as if his right leg was entangled by something.

Look back.

Chen Jing was suddenly frightened and his heartbeat slowed down.

The monster didn't know when it caught up, so it ran behind Chen Jing silently, and its "right hand" like a withered vine was even more entangled in Chen Jing's calf......

At this moment.

Chen Jing seemed to hear someone reciting scriptures in his ears.

"I am in the five turbid evil worlds."

"Away from everything."

"Hundreds of billions of doppelgangers ...... of annihilation"

(End of chapter)