Of course, the play is not over yet.

A real good show must have a finale!

If you leave the venue early, you can only hate the sky and scold yourself, and the ticket will be bought in vain.

It's useless to cry to death.

And in the finale, there must be top names, characters who are popular through half the sky, or super idols.

Now, this super idol has arrived, and hidden in the audience, appearing as a mysterious guest.

He is the real heartthrob!

"White-clothed Bodhisattva!White-clothed Bodhisattva!ah-" There must be girls screaming, including the eldest sister such as Yueji Peony: "Lingxiu Lingxiu, I love you, I only have you in my heart-" Not to mention what Chen Ping and Bai Dafu felt at that time, it was as if Master Niu and Mrs. Niu were also crazy: "The Buddha manifests, the Bodhisattva blesses, the holy monk and the holy monk, you are here-" Someone has already knelt down, and it is a hulala, and he knelt down in a large area: "Divine doctor! Doctor God! Save your life! Please accept the villain's worship!" Bang bang knock on the head, it was real, and some people jumped excitedly, eager to share this heavenly god and Buddha with people: "Come on! Look! The white-clothed Bodhisattva has descended to earth, and Master Lingxiu is here-" Someone has already rushed up, hula-la-la: "Is this the white-clothed Bodhisattva? Why did you change to wear gray?" Someone had already begun to scratch around, as if they were about to eat him alive: "It's him! It's him! I know him even if he turns to ashes, Holy Monk - Elder Tang-"

The above scenes, but they describe one ten-thousandth of the crazy scenes at that time, and the super idol is really charming!

And the big hero is immediately dwarfed by it.

It looks like a rag that has just been used, thrown alive in the garbage heap, and thrown away alive.

In an empty corner, the big hero asked in great frustration: "Harrier, you say, why is this?" Gray Harrier spread his hands, equally helpless: "Yes, he obviously didn't do anything, but is the most popular one, Brother Yan, why do you say this?" The big hero snorted coldly and said dissatisfiedly: "Harrier, you don't want to learn to speak, you are not a starling!" The gray harrier sighed and looked around: "It's strange today, I'm surprised, where did Lord Awu go?" The big hero sighed and said heavily: "When Lord Awu disappeared, it can only mean one thing, our Lord Awu is in love again!"

And when Lord Awu reappears, it can only explain one problem-

Ah Wu suddenly appeared on the roof, just above Yan Beige and the gray harrier. Awu half-crouched in a corner of the eaves, like a dead bird. Ah Wu is already dead, his gray face is even more ugly than a dead man, Ah Wu's eyes are empty and tearful, and he looks like a living dead completely. Ah Wu can speak human words, Ah Wu finally spoke, seeing the two people below looking at him with extremely sympathetic and understanding eyes, Ah Wu cried: "Big brother, you say, why is this?"

Our Lord Awu has fallen out of love again.

Yes, let's not talk about Birdman, let's talk about our super idol first, heartthrob.

When a heartthrob is infatuated by 10,000 people, it's a super happy thing.

When a heartthrob is scrambled by 10,000 people, it's a super scary thing.

When the crowd retreated and the heartthrob reappeared, it had already torn people to pieces and turned into 10,000 heartthrobs. Of course, it was the monk's robe that was torn, but the pants were also torn, and the heartthrob was beaten back to his original form, and finally turned back into a Lingxiu monk. Monk Lingxiu's upper body was naked, completely revealing his fair and well-proportioned chest and back, and his body was covered with blood marks one after another, and his face was too, and his appearance looked even more miserable than that of Monk Wuzen.

Monk Lingxiu hugged his shoulders with both hands, wanting to cry without tears, like a big girl who had just been insulted by 10,000 people, and the fact was the same. Everyone laughed, everyone laughed, everyone laughed out of their big teeth and broke their bellies, and everyone watched and pointed out that they didn't have the respectful appearance just now, and they all looked like they were gloating and heartless. This is Lingxiu, this is Lingxiu, whether you wear a straw hat or not or whether you wear white clothes, Lingxiu is still Lingxiu. Lingxiu is not a god, Lingxiu is just a mortal, Lingxiu doesn't think that he is such an idol or a big man, everyone likes him very much.

In any case, everyone did not come in vain today, everyone is very happy and satisfied.

In any case, his old friend has been bullied by others, and after the bullying is over, Yan Daxia should also come forward.

"You, you, have always been in charge of killing or burying, you say this, why bother?" Yan Daxia has not yet presided over justice and justice, and the victim has already opened his mouth to question. It is precisely the unjust debtor who has the owner, and all the disasters are caused by the scoundrel, and the scoundrel is the scoundrel, not only the scoundrel but also very wrong: "But isn't it, you people are too much! Are there such bullies?" Yan Daxia pointed with a serious face, blew his beard and glared, and said: "Look! Look! A piece of clothing has been torn into strips of cloth, so why bother? Do you take it home and offer it?"

"Offering! Offering incense every day, offering day and night!" everyone laughed and shouted one after another, waving the strips of cloth in their hands in unison, and was happy and proud. Yan Daxia shook his head, and seemed to be uncertain: "Living in the incense hall, dressed as a grave, people who live well, they will be cursed to death! This is not good, it is not good!" Everyone eyebrows fluttered, it was absolutely cooperative: "You might as well have to offer! This is a living Buddha, haha, a Buddha who can be offered if you are alive!" Yan Beige still did not laugh, and sighed again: "Living Buddha and living Buddha, it is light to say that the ground is light! Hey, this living Buddha is also a person with a head and a face, and there are always some shirtless people in public——"

"Not good! Not good! Haha, really not good!" When everyone heard this, they suddenly shouted: "I have me! I have clothes! Wear my clothes! Wear my robe!" At that moment, someone undressed, and immediately someone undressed him, and the snow flew in June for a while, and it was even more colorful! In a blink of an eye, there were red stripes, as if ten thousand people were taking a bath, and the clothes and hair crowns were like colorful auspicious clouds rising on the ground, and when it fell, a large courtyard turned into a sea of flowers!

10,000 people compete for one person's clothes, and one person receives 10,000 robes, this is Lingxiu Monk, who is even more beautiful than Yan Daxia!

"Are you crazy!" Chen Ping was stunned and shouted in shock! The girl of Yueji was only wearing a dirty dress, waving two snow-white arms, and shouted with everyone: "Lingxiu-Axiu--wear mine--that-" Chen Ping couldn't bear it, and tore off his official robe and covered: "I said General Niu, you are too ......" Didn't you know how to push her away and make a tiger roar: "Chen Ping-" Chen Ping was stunned, and said helplessly: "Yes, Chen Ping retreat." ”

"You don't have to retire, you can retire. General Niu sneered, and stopped paying attention to it at the moment: "Ah Xiu-Xiu-I'm Yueji-I'm here-" Chen Ping wanted to cry without tears, and he had the heart to die for a while. But I heard a long sigh: "Ask what is the situation in the world, the clothes that can't be taken off by the straight teaching!" Look again, Bai Dafu was bare-chested, and Niu Niu Niu in his arms cried: "Don't look at me like that, I was taken off by someone." Chen Ping nodded gloomily, looked around and said, "Brother-in-law, what about the eldest sister?" Bai Dafu smiled sadly, his smile was full of tiredness: "I used to think that there was no real love in the world, but the moment your eldest sister abandoned her husband and son and ripped off the clothes she made for me and put them on for him, I understood." ”

Sure enough, it didn't happen.

The white-clothed Bodhisattva appeared again, wearing the clothes of Bai Dafu.

The robe is a little fat, a little big, but it is more light, the robe is leisurely and chic, and the handsome eyebrows are swan-like elegance.

Sister Peony jumped for joy in the crowd, as if she had won a jackpot of millions!

It also seems that Yan Daxia is standing beside him, like a toad: "Tut-tut, I'll just say, you still look good in white clothes, haha! This is my old friend!" Lingxiu sighed and said with a wry smile: "It's just a piece of clothing, white, gray, black, red, it's not the same." Yan Beige smiled and said: "Since it is the same, why don't you wear white? Lingxiu smiled and said: "Lingxiu is wearing white, and she is not a white-clothed Bodhisattva, Lingxiu is not wearing white, let alone a white-clothed Bodhisattva." ”

"Okay, okay, I won't fight with you, who's right and wrong, let everyone say!" Yan Beige laughed and shouted: "Tell me, who is this person?"

"White clothes - Bodhisattva! white clothes - Bodhisattva!"

"Heh, what a bodhisattva in white, everyone knows him! So, who is that person?"

"No Zen, no Zen, his name is no Zen!"

"Yes, that monk is called Wuzen, and he is the beloved disciple of this white-clothed Bodhisattva, the only disciple!"

"Wow! I see, that's right!"

"That's the case, it's not like that, and listen to me -- the white-clothed bodhisattva has high medical skills, but he is not like a man! He has no fame and no conscience, and his apprentice doesn't care whether he lives or dies, Yan is kind enough to help, and he stares at him! Yan vomited blood for him, and Yan was seriously injured for him, what about him?

"How, how, what?"

"Pay him in vain and be full of blood, I can't exchange him for a word of thanks, so I don't fight to the death and pretend to be pitiful, he is iron-hearted! Call him unacceptable, call him ineffective, sneaky, hiding! Why do you say Yan, who is working hard for whom? The old man is good, the old man is good, you are not kind, you have to think differently! The old man is good, the old man is good, there is a new love and forgets the old love, the old man cries and the new man laughs-"

"Ahh

"That person's name is Su Changmian, a wild road in the mountains of Shangqing, Yan is a monk in his heart, and the monk prefers a miscellaneous hair! Woo hoo lament, where is the reason of heaven? I am wronged and I am suffering, how can there be justice! You say that this is the old and the old, but it is not just a small one, ruthless and unrighteous all abandoned, and the double residence and double fly are free-"

The small one is no Zen, and the old one is a sad song of Yan. Yan Daxia vomited bitterness and complained, and the whole child made a big fuss like a complaining woman, and everyone heard it, it turned out that it was still a good triangle! Love confided in public, it was really shocking, and it was even better than the mourning emperor Dong Xian, and the big show broke his sleeve fetish! Sure enough, the finale scene really has a set, the hero love triangle, fighting for the wind and being jealous! In any case, everyone is worth it this time, not worth it, it's worth it!

Lingxiu only didn't speak, laughing but not speaking.

Lingxiu is not in the play.

This is not the first time, as long as Monk Lingxiu is present, Yan Beige will pretend to be crazy and sell stupid nonsense, Lingxiu knows what it is. He also needs to relax, killing people is never a trivial thing. Some people are coaxing, some people are laughing, and Lingxiu is used to such scenes. Lingxiu knew that those were good-natured smiles, and no one would take anything to heart. Whether you wear a hat or not, whether you wear white clothes or not, Lingxiu is just Lingxiu, an ordinary person. Lingxiu didn't enter the play, she didn't enter the play from beginning to end, she just stood there with a smile on her face, just like when she first came-

Lingxiu is not like Yan Beige, Lingxiu does not have the momentum of Yan Beige, but Lingxiu has its own Lingxiu style, which makes people admire and even look up. There is no hatred for no reason in the world, and there is no love for no reason in the world, and people's love for Lingxiu is not because of his fame and his medical skills, but because he has done a lot of real things. Yan Daxia is not wrong, Yan Daxia is not the only one who loves him, everyone loves him very much.

And what kind of friendship the two people originally had, everyone present already knew it. Yan Daxia once told the world that Lingxiu is my brother, my own brother! Whoever dares to touch a hair of him, I will find him desperately! No one can touch Lingxiu's hair, except for Lingxiu herself. Therefore, Yan Daxia did not fight because of his brother Lingxiu to find someone, not once. But the relationship between the two people is indeed a fateful friendship, which people know that Lingxiu saved Yan Beige's life. Of course, all the words were said by Yan Daxia himself, and Lingxiu never admitted it or refuted it-

Just like at this time.

Yan Daxia is very good at doing it, messing around, engaging in atmosphere, interaction, and sensationalism, which makes the audience react strongly and the scene is extremely hot. However, Monk Lingxiu didn't cooperate at all, and just stood there upright, like a clothed dummy made of wood, a prop. As a result, Yan Daxia felt more and more bored, and the more he acted, the more he felt like a fool talking to himself, and he was about to collapse! In fact, Monk Lingxiu was an extremely terrifying opponent, and Yan Daxia's acting skills were not worth mentioning at all. It's like a play where an actor talks to a puppet from beginning to end, it must be a play that is boring to the extreme, boring to the extreme, and also collapses the audience. That actor will be discredited and spurned by thousands of people and turned into a street rat that everyone shouts and beats, but that puppet-

All the time.

"Ho-ha-" Yan Daxia yawned for a long time, and said extremely helplessly: "Good old man, you can also say something, I am about to fall asleep when I say this." Lingxiu didn't speak, Lingxiu stared and smiled, as if she was looking at a naughty child. Come again! Come again! Yan Daxia hates his eyes the most, and Yan Daxia is not a child: "I know! I know! You have to hide and hide yourself from everyone to find it!"

"Master Yan, don't make any more trouble. Lingxiu spoke, and Lingxiu knew that if he didn't speak, he would be endless.

"You can't do this, you can't do it!" Yan Shizhu was still endless: "Changing your head, wearing a straw hat, no one will eat your set! I have a good way, you try it, others can't find it!" Lingxiu sighed and stopped talking. Everyone was very curious, and they were bent on having fun: "What to do, how to do it, talk about it!" Yan Beige nodded, while looking at Lingxiu with bad intentions, he touched his chin and said seriously: "Flower clothes, red embroidered shoes, pleated skirts, rubbed rouge and powdered, bald head and hair bun show, haha!"

"It's not even! It's not even! Two more hairpins, diagonally inserted and hung beads!"

"And! And again, pair of earrings, gold-dotted emerald bead pendants!"

"It's extreme! It's extreme! Master Lingxiu dressed up, it was definitely a sinking fish and a swallow closing the moon!"

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Guanyin Bodhisattva looks like a man and woman, and then becomes a female Bodhisattva in white!"

......

That's right, that's true, Monk Lingxiu is described as handsome, with a female appearance, if he really gives him a man to dress up as a woman, it is definitely a woman among women, and a beauty among women! Everyone is coaxing, loud and loud, men laughing violently, women screaming, whistles blowing loud and loud! Lingxiu can't resist, Lingxiu's face is red, Lingxiu lowered her head but peeked left and right, and was ready to run away like a rabbit. Lingxiu is not only highly skilled, Lingxiu is only as good, you just say it, make fun of it, Lingxiu never fights back.

Lingxiu never cares.

Lingxiu only argues with one person, and that person is Lingxiu's master, Abbot Kongwen.

If Lingxiu really wanted to argue, he would be sharp, and no one present would be his opponent.

And to give Yan Daxia a bargain, Yan Daxia must be obedient: "Oh, yes! I'm going to die-" Yan Beige suddenly covered his chest with his hands and made a shot-like expression, and fell to the ground with a painful expression: "Help! Help! If the old man sees death and doesn't save him, who will save me-" No one saved him, everyone was laughing, laughing, laughing, laughing, etc., waiting for the old man to save the old man. This person is a scoundrel among scoundrels, Lingxiu is not ready to pay attention to him anymore, Lingxiu shook his head and sighed and walked towards Wuchan: "Master Yan, your injuries are very serious, don't be so ...... like this"

"Oh my God! Hard-working man! You have no conscience!" Yan Beige jumped up and pounced on him in the cry of grief, crying and screaming, hugging and hugging: "Don't go! Don't go! If you leave, I won't live, I won't live, ahh......h

The show begins.

This one is called: Heroes are classless, and monks are matched.

This is today's finale, there are no swords and guns, no beauty, no life and death, no battle.

But the audience was very happy to watch, and no one left, only applause and applause to fully support -

It's brotherly love.

But.

Don't forget the Peony Girl.

Or the king of flowers, the phoenix of chivalry.