The rope demon is also a master who is not willing to be lonely, or a person who is crazy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, no one paid attention to it, and crawled away on its own feet, winding and twisting, sometimes holding its head high and stretching and retracting as a temptation, which made everyone stunned for a moment, and ran around screaming and avoiding.

It was past noon, the sky was dazzling, and the autumn wind carried the fallen leaves, fluttering and dancing playfully.

The demon is silent, but it seems to be laughing, the wind is low, like crying, there are many strange things in this world, which make people puzzled, and stop for a long time: "The person who subdues the demon is here." ”

"How, how can it ......" When everyone heard this, they looked around in amazement: "It's not the immortal chief, who is it?"

"Me!" Zhu Dashao laughed proudly, and his chest beat loudly: "It's me, Zhu Dashao, born with great courage, and is accustomed to subduing demons and eliminating demons, this kind of thing is the best! haha!"

This little fat man has no other skills, and he is the best at making trouble: "Go!

"I know, I know-" The thought turned, and Zhou Daochang suddenly smiled: "It's empty sorrow, empty sorrow master!"

"Master of Empty Sorrow - Master of Empty Sorrow-" Zhou Dao shouted loudly, please move the Living Buddha This is to be: "Master of Empty Compassion - Master of Empty Compassion-"

"Master of Empty Sorrow - Master of Empty Sorrow-" Zhu Dashao didn't know why, and yelled in general!

"Master of Empty Sorrow?" Most of the people looked at each other: "Who?"

"Master of Empty Compassion!" "Good men and women, everyone knows: "Amitabha-"

Master of Empty Compassion is a high monk.

Ten years ago, he traveled here and settled in the nameless temple in the east of the city.

The Nameless Temple is a deserted, dilapidated temple.

The so-called, the mountain is not high and there is a fairy name, the water is not deep and there is a dragon and the spirit, it is not important whether a temple is broken or not, the important thing is which Buddha is the head of the temple for the ground. The temple is nameless, in disrepair, the Buddha statue has long been crumbled, there is only one person in the nameless temple now, plus a bell, the bell is a broken and lost a bell, the person is a living Buddha empty old monk. The Living Buddha is people's honorific title for Master of Empty Compassion, just because Master Empty Compassion is not only profound in Buddhism, but also has great powers, and is a high-ranking monk.

Nameless temple, there is no bell, empty sorrow is coming, there is a bell.

The bell is black and not slippery, tattered, and the cast of pig iron is very heavy, and there have been good people who have gone to try, and more than a dozen strong men have joined forces, but they can't shake a single bit!

Then the question arises, how did the bell get here so heavy?

Someone asked, and the living Buddha replied: This is under the seat of the Bodhisattva of Fuxian, the left thing of the white elephant, and the poor monk found it on the road.

Relic?

The words spoken by the living Buddha are always very profound, and everyone is speechless, just looking at the bell, and seeing that the image is strange and extraordinary, like a big bell buckled on the ground.

Could it be a real artifact, the bell of the Bodhisattva's mount?

How can it be so big, how is it so heavy? If this is to be tied, will it not fall and break the neck of the divine beast?

It is said that it is big, but it can be big or small, and it has its own proportions when people come with fate.

The living Buddha also said, like a bell to recognize the Lord, only waiting for fate.

In other words, Master Kongbei, for more than ten years, has been guarding a broken bell, living in a broken temple, waiting for a destined person.

"Here, here!" several people shouted, and the Living Buddha appeared: "The Living Buddha is here, Master of Empty Compassion!"

It was a, an inconspicuous corner.

There was a sitting, inconspicuous old monk.

A monk's robe is gray, two white eyebrows are like brooms, his face is like orange peel, dry and thin, and his body is short and dry.

Inconspicuous, inconspicuous, sitting on the ground with his eyes closed, like a deciduous old bamboo.

This is the master of empty sorrow.

Master of Empty Sorrow, sitting upright with his eyes closed, as if he had not heard it, the eight winds did not move.

A look of pampering and humiliation, and a look of surprise.

No one can look good, and the sea cannot fight: "Supreme Heavenly Venerable-"

Zhou Daochang was in awe, bowed forward, and waved his hand to salute: "Master, the monsters are raging, no one is invincible, and I ask the master to subdue him." ”

Master of Empty Sorrow, motionless.

Born deaf.

"Master of Empty Sorrow—"

"Master of Empty Sorrow?"

The Dao chief was dazed, everyone was at a loss, and all of them were at a loss, and in the countless Da Dazed eyes, a person who understood came out with a shy stomach: "Dodge!"

Zhu Dashao started again: "I'll come!"

Zhu Dashao is really a warm-hearted person: "Hey!"

There is no way, the old man, he is old, his ears are back, he can fall asleep sitting in the open air, Zhu Dashao is afraid that he will catch a cold: "Hey!"

Zhu Dashao, bent down, brought his mouth closer, and yelled violently: "Old man monk!"

The old man of the monk has a demented expression.

Slowly open your eyes~~

It seems that he has been shocked again, and he is stunned.

......

One old and one young, looking at each other for a long time.

......

It can be said that it was love at first sight.

......

Master Empty Sorrow, clasped his palms together, and finally spoke: "Good, good, the little benefactor of the Zhu family." ”

At that time, Zhu Dashao was a little strange: "Huh, you know me, strange, I don't know you, are you swollen......"

"Ami! Buddha -" Kong Bei nodded and said seriously: "Your surname is Zhu, your name is Zhu Fugui, your parents are still alive, and you have no brothers and sisters. ”

The key sentence: "You are the poor monk who has been looking for it, and you are destined." ”

"Yes, fate?"

Da Shao was stunned for a moment, and his brows furrowed: "This, do you know? Are you a fortune teller?

He smiled sadly, and his eyes were kind: "The donor has a wisdom root, and his Buddha nature is far beyond ordinary people, and he is destined to be my Buddha, so he is destined to be a——"

“？”

"Monk. ”

"Fart!" Zhu Dashao was furious and roared sharply: "How can this be true! You are a monk!"

"Bald donkey!"

Yes, monks can't drink wine and eat meat, and they can't marry wives and have children, so it can be said that there is no benefit at all, and Zhu Dashao knows all these things. Zhu Dashao not only knew, but also noticed some bad thoughts secretly in the heart of this old monk, so he took a few steps back at the moment, his small eyes were round, and his white fat face was full of vigilance: "Hey! You! I recognize you by the wrong person, who is, hum! I can tell you, I! Not at all, not at all, not the inner person you said, there is a destined person! No!"

Kong Bei shook his head with a look of pity: "If I say it, if I don't say it, this is fate, and you can't escape." ”

"Phew!" Zhu Dashao smacked violently and said hatefully: "Don't talk nonsense, what a mess!

Sora sighed sadly, and stopped talking.

only squinted a pair of old eyes, looking at Zhu Dashao affectionately, like a hungry old cat staring at a fat mouse, happy~~happy~~

Suddenly, deep in my heart, there was a heavy, suffocating sense of fate surging up, formless and substantial, and layered, wrapping Zhu Dashao's body and mind all and tightly binding! Zhu Dashao couldn't move, Zhu Dashao couldn't breathe, Zhu Dashao only felt that the sky was dark, his ears were mixed, and a little monk with a fat head and big ears appeared in front of him in a trance, sitting alone in a cold and dark ruined temple, knocking on the wooden fish again and again: "Tong! Tong! Tong! Tong!"

"Wow!!!" Zhu Dashao cried loudly, tears like bursting embankments for a while, and he couldn't help himself with sadness: "Don't! Don't! You lie to people, you lie to people! I'm not a monk, I'm not!" Zhu Dashao, this is regret, Zhu Dashao shed tears of remorse, regretting that he didn't come here to see the monster when he was curious, and even more regretted that he shouldn't have woken up this strange old monk in one more move, so that he unfortunately fell into the clutches of the devil and struggled and couldn't extricate himself! Amitabha—"

Sora smiled and said happily, "Good, good!" ”

Yes, the Master of Empty Sorrow will not appear here for no reason, and the reason why the Master of Empty Sorrow will appear here is entirely because of Zhu Dashao.

Nothing to do with rope demons.

Of course, this is the first time that Zhu Dashao saw empty sorrow, just as Zhu Dashao first saw empty sorrow.

The key is, how can empty sorrow know about the big and young, and he has to think that Zhu Dashao is the inside, and there is a fate to pinch? But according to another person who understands Mr. Ye's analysis afterwards, Master Kongbei has practiced the art of heaven and earth and ears, so he knows Zhu Dashao and his affairs well. And the reason why the old monk can be said to have fallen in love with Zhu Dashao with his unique insight and took him as a treasure is because Zhu Dashao has always performed very well, that is to say, Zhu Dashao is really -

So talented!