The three-word mantra came out, and the trail eventually turned into a beard.

Budi five thunderbolts hit the top, and in an instant, it was deafening, tantamount to a flash of shock, and the silence was like death.

Rest, rest, the master lowered his arm and let go of his hand with the door. Silent, silent, looking at the sky, relatively speechless. It's all said, it's all said, hitting people doesn't slap their faces, and scolding people doesn't expose their shortcomings. Why, how can I be, Daoist Lu dropped his hands bloody, and Daoist Fang said in one word! Maybe he shouldn't have spoken, but the words have already been spoken, and when the broken mirror is difficult to reunite, how can the water be covered with the ground?

Rampage!

Wandering thousands of miles, but in the snap of a finger, the soul is only in a moment.

Lu Daochang was furious!

Buddha talks about the Buddha, the Buddha also has anger, the teacher is not a lion, but also a lion's roar!

Daoist Fang was dumbfounded. This old Taoist has a very big temper, and his heart is too small! He didn't do much if he beat him like this, just say a word about him, crazy! But seeing him roaring like a thunderous tiger, Daoist Fang was a little scared, afraid to give him a bite to eat! Of course, this is also Daoist Fang who took the initiative to seek death by killing himself, and people didn't hit you in the face, and you exposed other people's shortcomings, which is very unfair, no wonder Daoist Lu was very angry: "Supreme Heavenly Venerable!"

It's a no-no.

It is a name, but it cannot be said clearly, Daoist Fang made a mistake and touched the taboo, and the consequences were very serious. Although he feels that he is miserable now, the end can no longer be summed up by the word "miserable". Several of the brothers and sisters present deeply understood this truth, and their eyes at this time had changed from sympathy to dullness. This person, whether it is Fang Yin, Boss Fang, or Daoist Fang, it doesn't matter anymore. This person did not know whether he was alive or dead, and then he sought his own death, and only then did he bent on dying, and now he was waiting for a dead person, and he would die without a place to be buried after a while.

The views of the four are highly consistent, and they have their own feelings in their hearts.

Hu Feifei admired this person's courage without fear of death, Yuan Shi was afraid and secretly said that it was not himself, Niu Dazhi did not change his face and looked directly at the opponent with sadness and joy in his heart, Zhao Ben sighed after Boss Fang was already thinking about Boss Niu. Daoist Fang, he is dead, he has done things that he shouldn't have done, said things he shouldn't have said, appeared in places where he shouldn't have been, and offended people who shouldn't have offended, this is retribution. Of course, the process of dying can still be had, and the way to die will also make him understand.

Lu Daochang suddenly calmed down, and then slowly reached into his arms and sacrificed another artifact.

It is about three feet long, the thickness of the thumb, its color is yellow, like a stick and a rope, and it is soft and tough.

It seems to be ordinary, but in fact it is extraordinary. This thing comes out of the deep mountains, and it has become its body for a hundred years, and it has become a small fear, and it has been cold for thousands of years.

It's called a rattan whip.

"Insulting the teacher in public, repeatedly teaching without repentance, rattan flogging, ten lashes!"

This is thanks to the blessing of Daoist Fang, thanks to the blessing of Daoist Fang, who gave birth to countless right and wrong in just two days, a few little Taoist priests finally saw this legendary artifact. Of course, being able to be able to be able to be able to go wherever you go, which is also a very normal thing. He is coming, and all things should not be measured by common sense. Changed the props, the hard ones ran out, and the semi-soft ones were not hard? I also changed the tricks, and after beating the palms, I came to spank again? Daoist Fang refused to do it, and was anxious again: "Ahh

It's useless to be anxious, the scolding is over, and you can't run away, even if you shout and cry, make trouble, and hang yourself, it's useless to use all eighteen kinds of martial arts. Daoist Fang was a person who understood, and he slowly lay down on the ground with a scream, closed his eyes and began to pretend to be dead. Ten whips, not much, and cotton pants are separated, it doesn't hurt much! No way, get through this unlucky day, and then say! The sun is shining in the sky, and the birds are calling in the tree, thinking about the end of the day, it is still very early at this time. Lu Daochang was not frightened by this little trick: "Zhao Ben Yuan Shi, go get the hemp rope." ”

The rope was brought.

"Ambition is extraordinary, tie him up. ”

Daoist Fang was tied to the trunk of a tree.

"Tied in reverse. ”

On the other hand, Boss Fang put his arms around the big tree and was tied by the waist.

"Pants off. ”

Dazhi was stunned at the same time, Daoist Fang was about to pretend to be dead to the end, and when he opened his eyes and turned his head: "Hey, hey, you're too-"

One pair of pants became semi-paralyzed, and the two buttocks were in unison.

It's really picked, in broad daylight, this, this is too much! Crazy! All crazy! Daoist Fang was ashamed and angry for a while, even more anxious and annoyed, his ass was cold, and his heart was on fire! For a while, he made a mistake in the secret way, struggled again and again, and moved his hands and feet like a grasshopper shaking a tree, which only added to the joke: "Snap" There was a crisp sound, and the buttocks were already hot and smacked! Before he was stunned, he was another blow! Before he could bear the pain, he was another blow! When he came back to his senses, it was another blow! In anger, he was another blow! A scream was another blow! Just waiting for an angry scolding, another blow! It's another blow to the heart with anger! Another blow to open your mouth in pain! Another blow to the recklessness: "Donkey's long face!" When he was in a daze, Boss Fang finally roared angrily, not knowing that the ten lashes had passed.

"Insulting the teacher in public, repeatedly teaching without repentance, rattan flogging, ten lashes!"

Ten whips again? One plus one is two, how much is ten plus ten? I can't count it, I don't care! Anyway, Daoist Fang has figured it out, the donkey's long face is equal to ten whips! Bang! Bang! Bang! Don't care, I want to beat him to death today, and I will have this evil breath today, and I will scold him happily!

"Insulting the teacher in public, repeatedly teaching without repentance, rattan flogging, ten lashes!"

"Bang, bang, bang—"

"Donkey long face! Donkey long face! Donkey long face—"

"Insulting the teacher in public, repeatedly teaching without repentance, rattan flogging, thirty lashes!"

"The donkey has a long face, the big horse monkey, the two mules born to the donkey and the horse!"

"Insulting the teacher in public, repeatedly teaching without repentance, rattan flogging, a hundred lashes!"

There are too many lice and he doesn't feel biting, what a murderous Lu Lao Dao! Fight with him! Daoist Fang suffered pain again and again, pain after pain, pain and pain, humiliation, annoyance and anger, and full of hatred, finally lost his sanity, scolded indiscriminately, and threw away the foul language like a cannon! Daoist Lu was supposed to admonish today, but who knew that the admonition was fruitless, and it became a ruler commandment, so he had to be whipped! Now it seems that the whipping is difficult to work, listen! Listen! The words are unbearable, and every sentence is gritted into a broken molar! Rebel, what a rebel! Just kill and pull down, and leave a quiet ear!

Under the glorious sky, above the mottled shadows, in a courtyard, a small path was bare-assed, hugging a tree and gritting its teeth and being tortured. Although the sun is warm and the winter is cold, how can the skin and flesh be harder than rattan? At the beginning, the road is red, when it is young, the strips are swollen, and then it is swollen, and the blood-stained whip is even redder! The state is miserable and unbearable, who is in the dire water? The crisp sound of the road echoes, and the whip and scolding reflect each other, and there is no other sound.

The people are silent, the wind is not strong, the trees are not moving, not even the birds are calling. How can his feelings be sad, who has tears in his heart? The thin and small strands are already dripping with blood, and the skin is open. When he was young, the heavier the whip became, the lighter the whip fell, and the green tendons on the broad palms of his hands were also raised, and his knuckles were white: "Carry him into the house." Several disciples stepped forward in response, all of them terrified in their hearts. After releasing the rope for a while, Fang Yin could no longer walk. Pain! Severe pain! What a painful ass, such a cruel whip! What a miserable end, such a hard heart!

Daoist Fang scolded and scolded, foaming at the mouth and being confused, still scolding.

A few Xiaodao sighed and frowned, and lifted him up with seven hands and eight feet, and Lu Dao raised his whip and pointed at it-

That.

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There is no worst, only worse, offending people, that's it.

If there is a former teacher, when there is a shame, retaliation is inevitable.

Take the lead in rebellion and try to rebel? A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late!

The thick soil testifies, the sky is a mirror, the Taoist chief makes a move, and others have nothing to do.