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Early the next morning, Wu Ming changed into a set of scholarly robes, got his handwritten letter from Xu Xian, and set off for Wushi Mountain.

Wushi Mountain is less than ten miles away on the outskirts of Zhenjiang Mansion, and Wu Ming walked all the way and soon came to the foot of the mountain.

In recent days, the continuous drizzle has stopped, the dark clouds in the sky have all dispersed, the sun is shining on the Wushi Mountain in front of you, the green mountains and green grass, and the sound of birdsong is everywhere, and there is no sign of monsters at all.

With a sword and courage, the mighty Ming court is flying, Wu Ming is full of energy, and he steps up to Wushi Mountain.

The mountain road is rugged, Wu Ming only went up more than 100 meters, and met an old monk holding a Zen staff.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk bowed to Wu Ming from afar: "Donor, please stay." ”

The old monk was holding a Zen staff, wearing a robe, his long white beard fluttering in the wind, but there were no wrinkles on his face, and he really had a crane-haired childish face.

Wu Ming wondered in his heart, and walked up to the great monk and looked up and down a few times.

It won't be that if you haven't met Bai Suzhen, you will meet Fahai first!

The old monk looked highly respected, Wu Ming didn't dare to act rashly, and gave a solemn salute: "May I ask what the master has to do?"

The old monk laughed loudly, full of energy, and alarmed countless birds around him to fly up from the grass.

"The poor monk is the presiding officer of Jinshan Temple, and Fahai is also. ”

Wu Ming chuckled in his heart, it was really Fahai!

He remained silent and continued to listen to the old monk on the other side.

"Recently, I heard that there are monsters in Wushi Mountain, and the poor monks specially came here to inspect, with the great compassion of my Buddha, to transform the monsters in this mountain. ”

Wu Ming was a little dazed, it seemed that it was not yet time for Fahai and Bai Suzhen to fight, this was too early!

I still don't want to wade into this troubled water, Wu Ming made up his mind and bowed to Fahai: "The master's compassion is really admirable, and it is inconvenient to stay for a long time if there is something to do, so I will leave." ”

After speaking, Wu Ming took a step and wanted to pass by Fahai, but unexpectedly, Fahai suddenly raised his Zen staff and stopped Wu Ming in place.

"Donor, slow!"

Fahai's eyes stared at Wu Ming firmly, and he could see that his heart was empty: "I look at the donor, your Yin Tang is dark, the yang energy is insufficient, and there seems to be filthy qi around the body." Has the benefactor encountered any evil things recently, or has he ever lived with ghosts?"

Wu Mingleng paused, smacked his lips, and was unable to answer for a while.

There seem to be a lot of demons and ghosts around me.

"Master, I haven't seen any monsters or ghosts, it's just that I've been working overtime every day lately, and I'm just a little sleep-deprived. Wu Ming said casually, intending to push away the Zen staff.

Unexpectedly, Fahai clenched the Zen staff and did not retreat at all, covered his heart with his hand, and sighed slightly.

Wu Ming was puzzled: "Master, why are you covering your heart with your hands?

Fahai shook his head: "Definitely, recently that girl forced me to patrol the mountains day and night, and I couldn't even sleep, and I heard you say that I didn't get enough sleep, and my heart was a little stuffy." ”

Wu Ming: "......"

Fahai sighed, realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly coughed, and put on a dignified posture again.

"Donor, you have entered the body, I will give you a Buddha unmask, you take it back and stick it on the door to fast for seven days, don't go up to Wushi Mountain again for three years, you can keep yourself safe. ”

Wu Ming looked at the old monk in front of him and blinked.

You fake monk, you simply insult my IQ!

"The master's kindness is understood, but I do want to go to the mountain, so I ask the master to borrow a step. Wu Ming reached out and pushed the Zen staff.

Unexpectedly, the Zen staff in Fahai's hand is still not moving!

"Why is the donor obsessed, you are now full of demonic energy, if you encounter a monster on the mountain again, your life must be in danger!"

Fahai put on a bitter posture and persuaded Wu Ming bitterly.

Wu Ming's face showed a trace of anger, and if he was entangled, Lao Tzu would kill you with a thunderbolt.

"Amitabha Buddha ——!"

Suddenly, a Buddha horn sounded not far away, and the Buddha horn was sung very clearly, as if it was ringing in the ears, Wu Ming and Fahai opposite were shocked at the same time, and turned their heads to look.

I saw that on the mountain road below, there was a middle-aged monk who climbed the steps, this monk flew into the sideburns, his face was resolute, he was holding a nine-tin Zen staff in his left hand, holding a golden bowl in his right hand, wearing a big red robe, and his style was extraordinary!

The monk's pace seemed to be not fast, but in an instant, he came to Wu Ming and Fahai and saluted Fahai: "This master, dare to ask what is going on here?"

Fahai stroked his long beard and laughed a few times: "I heard that there are demons and evil spirits on Wushi Mountain recently, and the poor monk came to Duhua, and happened to meet this dead-eyed scholar, if you don't listen to the persuasion, you must go up the mountain, you come and help me persuade him!"

The middle-aged monk smiled slightly: "Coincidentally, the poor monk's trip to Wushi Mountain is also to get rid of demons." ”

Fahai's face changed slightly, and he glanced at the colleague in front of him a few times: "The monsters on this mountain are not powerful, it is enough for me alone, master, you should go to other places to catch demons!"

Wu Ming stood aside quietly, it seems that this is most likely because Ghost Li met Li Kui, this fake Fahai is even worse.

The smile on the middle-aged monk's face was even stronger: "Dare to ask where the master is a monk?"

The strong and middle-aged cadres outside France laughed twice: "The place where the poor monks are monks is Jinshan Temple. ”

"Coincidentally, I am also a monk of Jinshan Temple, but I have never met the master. The middle-aged monk took a step forward and held up the bowl in his hand slightly, "Dare to ask the master's name?"

Fahai licked his lips, glanced at Wu Ming on the side again, and only stubbornly said, "Poor monk...... Host of Jinshan Temple...... Fahai. ”

The middle-aged monk suddenly laughed, "Coincidentally, the poor monk is also the host of Jinshan Temple-Fahai!"

The fake Fahai was suddenly shocked, turned around and fled to the mountain: "The weather is good, you guys talk first, the poor monk has to take a step in advance!"

"Where do you go?"

The genuine Fahai raised his eyebrows and roared, and the golden bowl in his hand rose in mid-air and released ten thousand rays of light, like countless golden silk threads swarming out, and immediately tied the fake Fahai firmly in place.

"Glamorous and ghostly, you dare to use my name to deceive the world here, I will definitely take you down today and beat you back to your original form!

The fake Fahai was caught by the golden bowl, and immediately begged for mercy, and there was no longer the calmness before.

"Master spare my life! I'm just here to coax those passers-by and prevent them from going up the mountain, and I have never harmed a single life!"

"You dare to quibble! As a monster, wearing this robe is a great disrespect to my Buddha, and you don't show me your original form!"

Fahai raised his hand and shot out a golden light, and suddenly the light in the golden bowl was even more victorious, pulling the fake Fahai and slowly rising into the air.

With the flash of golden light, the fake Fahai in mid-air let out a painful wail, and then his body soared, tearing apart a body of clothes and turning into a huge spider more than three meters long!