The artillery was roaring, and the lute was silent.

With the ability of the living Buddha, it is enough to play against General Fang, this game of chess is not over.

Moro still brought words to the Living Buddha as a messenger, and the first thing Moro said when he came was that the Living Buddha was speechless.

Huba Cileng looked at the old master lying on the bed, his eyes were frightened: "Horn Mi-"

No one can hurt a living Buddha, but this thin old man who is not good-looking can, and there is only one explanation: "Huh!"

Lingxiu said with a smile: "The master is good at giving birth to a child, so don't be angry." ”

Lingxiu, this child, has always been very naughty, this artillery has been moved, and the world is full of smoke and miasma, can the old master be able to recuperate with peace of mind? Of course, the old master is very angry, and the old master can't sleep well: "Hmph!" The old master immediately closed his eyes, indicating that he was asleep, and he would not pay attention to anyone who came. As soon as a person gets old, his temper will become like that of a child, and he likes to mess around and is easy to hold grudges: "Master Moro, what did the Living Buddha say?"

It has to be said that it is the god Vishnu, who is selfless in his heart and wide in the world, respectful in his attitude, and listens to his ears.

The living Buddha couldn't speak, the living Buddha could also write, and the living Buddha wrote four words for Moro to translate for everyone to see, and everyone looked at it.

Sure enough, it was four words: water, earth, stone, and fire.

Let you hide your tricks, and know everything, these four words Xiao Fang can't understand that the old man knows the roots, and his face changed color at the moment, and he looked at the old master lying on the bed like Huba Cilen, his eyes were frightened: "Old Kong!" The old master also opened his eyes, and suddenly sat up from the bed, and looked at Fang Yin like a corpse, his eyes were frightened: "This-" Fang Yin looked at Lingxiu. Hell, too. His eyes were extremely frightened: "Again—"

Lingxiu is not a child. Lingxiu didn't want to play with them, so Lingxiu reluctantly asked Moro again: "What's the solution?"

Moro sighed, momentarily speechless.

Pretending to be confused, he was still acting until he died, but in fact, this time Moro came to persuade him to surrender: "They are all old friends, better than brothers, according to me, it is better to make peace, hello, hello, I am good, everyone-" Fang Yin grinned. He shouted again: "Brother Huba Cilen, take you to the capital to play in a few days, okay?" Ahurulu's words, Huba Cilen can't understand, but Ahurulu is a god man, Huba Cilen believes in him as much as Wu Zen: "Horn Mi Woo! Horn Mi Bla!" Dou Da's head is slammed, Pu Fan slapped violently, Huba Cilen sat on the ground and danced and laughed, this room could not tolerate a god-like giant to stand up straight: "Hey!"

Moro sighed again, momentarily speechless.

The old general sat on the edge of the bed. The old master lay back, and Lingxiu Fang Yin smiled at Huba Cileng. There is not a hint of fear in their eyes! In the presence of the wise, they do not speak foolishly, for they understand what Moro means, just as Moro understands what they mean. When you know the destiny of heaven and do your best, Moro was born in Xiliang and grew up in Xiliang, but he is a wanderer who lives all over the world, and Moro also traveled in the Central Plains in the early years, Moro is not invincible in his heart, Moro is a real outsider.

But how can there be any reason to talk about things in the world? Tuojialuo is from Tianzhu, and he hasn't been the national teacher of Xiliang?

The mind of the living Buddha is something that only Moro knows.

Another outsider, Lingxiu smiled: "Fang Yin, the Living Buddha can't solve your puzzles for you, it's Moro who solves your puzzles, you can ask." ”

Yes, Fang Yin had many questions to ask him.

Moro was a distinguished guest, and he wanted to entertain him well, so the four of them went to the inner room of the three flower fathers, drank tea and chatted.

Or say, Moro Fang Yin sat opposite each other, explained his doubts, and Huba Cilen and Lingxiu listened.

According to Lingxiu, Moro's knowledge is not under the master's son, Moro's dialectics are not under the empty hearof, the living Buddha is the red lotus on the top of the snow-capped mountain, and Moro is the jewel left in the world. This is not an exaggeration, Fang Yin believes in it, Fang Yin has also been deeply influenced by his teachings, this is obviously a rare opportunity. In the afternoon, there is no peace, the rumbling cannons rise and fall, and people are unable to escape from the hustle and bustle of light and shadow, which is clearly a moment worth remembering.

Fang Yin asked seven questions, and Moro answered them one by one.

First: Why did the Living Buddha come?

This question is stupid, and Moro replied: Get rid of suffering and witness life and death.

Second: Is the prophecy of the Living Buddha credible?

This question is even more silly, and Moro has already answered: credible, not trustworthy.

Third: If a living Buddha kills someone, will he also go to hell?

This question was so stupid that Moro choked him to death with one sentence: Living Buddhas don't kill people, and animals don't kill either.

Fourth: The killing continues, how can it be stopped?

This question is especially silly, if Moro had a way, Moro would be a living Buddha: there is only one possibility, and it is said that Lord Vishnu can.

Fifth: Who can defeat Togaro?

This question is more intelligent, and Moro replied: There is a person, who is transformed by a true dragon, who can slaughter gods and Buddhas with martial arts.

Sixth: Is it a dragon?

This question is so stupid that it is boundless, and Moro doesn't know Long Zhen: Who is Long Zhen?

Here, Lingxiu interjected: Stop! Don't you know Long Zhen? Don't be joking.

So Moro said again: It turned out to be the Dragon Great Sect Master, it is possible.

Seventh: Huba Cileng!

This question is what Fang Yin really wants to ask, and Huba Cileng is the answer to all the puzzles-

Why, Huba Cileng became like this? Why, Huba Cilen is always looking for? Why, Huba Cilen has lost his fighting spirit?

Why, Huba Cileng died in the hands of Fang Yin!

Although this question is difficult, Moro will still have an answer: Huba Cilen is looking for incompetence, and incompetence is the person Huba Cilen loves the most; Huba Cilen's fighting spirit has been taken away by Long Zhen, and under the power of the dragon, all beasts are subdued, and Huba Cilen is no longer a huge wolf, but has become a real person. And why the living Buddha would have the prophecy of Huba Cileng dying at the hands of Lord Vishnu is not clear, Moro only said, and said a sentence very similar to that of General Fang-

You can believe it or you may not believe it, but at all times, you have to follow your heart.

After asking, the three of them were speechless for a while, only staring at a pair of bull's eyes and looking left and right. It's a strange place, which makes Huba Cilen feel fresh and curious, maybe the naughty little wild boar is hiding in a corner of the room. Huba Cilen is not understood, and Huba Cilen does not need to be understood, just like Huba Cilen only drinks water and does not drink tea, and tea has a bitter taste. In the end, Huba Cileng's gaze fell on Lingxiu, because he was also a bald monk: "Huh?"

"Nan no Amitabha-" Lingxiu summed up, reciting the Buddha's name.

"Thank you Master for your advice, Fang Yin still has a question. Fang Yin got up and gave a deep salute: "If the Living Buddha can anticipate the future, can you know what Fang Yin wants to do at this time?"

"Leave Huba Cilen and keep him with you. Moro smiled slightly, but asked Huba Cilen, "Huba Cileng, where is your elephant?"

"Horn Mi Mi Bang Bang Mi Bang!" Huba Cilen brought his elephant, and the big bag was on the elephant's back.

It's all meat, yak meat, beef jerky the size of a mountain.

Following Lord Vishnu, there must also be meat to eat, which is the meaning of the living Buddha. (To be continued......)