Vulgar Master - Chapter 167

The monk does not lie, the Buddha deceives the world.

How could there be so many epics running around, this laughing monk came with his mouth open, saying that he passed on the wisdom of the fetus with the epic and vulgar mind Buddha.

But in fact, he just used an excellent karma worm to cause the pregnant woman to have hallucinations and hallucinations, thinking that the fetus was going to commit suicide, which was a deceit.

No wonder Zhang Shun’s mother-in-law doesn’t work. The mother-in-law only acts on the fetus, but the fetus actually has nothing to do with it. It is the pregnant woman who hears the moth and meditates on the karma.

In the end, it was Zhou, an ordinary citizen passing by.

Zhou Bawa’s connoisseur saw the clue and found the karma bug attached to the pregnant woman’s body, released the disaster, and went to find the bug, only to break through the swindle of the monk Xiao.

In this way, the crisis is resolved.

Xu Baihua wanted to find the “skilled person” who shot him, but Zhou Bawa had already taken it back to the body temple and disappeared from the scene.

Xu Baihua still has a mess waiting for him to clean up. He can’t delay, so he can only give up for the time being. He turns his head and asks Zhang Shun to check on the condition of the pregnant woman, while he comes to Monk Xiao.

Xu Baihua’s vulgar **** caught the karma bug and held it up in front of the monk: “This trick is used to deceive? Now it’s cracking down, you commit crimes against the wind, and you pretend to be a big-tailed wolf with me? Dress it up.”

Xu Baihua had really deceived this monk just now, but regardless of the truth, it is an indisputable fact that the other party abused the secular gods to break the law and almost caused a pregnant woman to miscarry, and legal sanctions were inevitable.

However, just when Xu Baihua took out a pair of silver bracelets and was about to arrest someone, the smiling monk laughed and pulled back his hands. Xu Baihua was instantly alert, and the gods around him were staring at him to prevent him from getting hurt. people.

“Warning you, the consequences of resisting arrest are more serious.”

The monk laughed but said happily, “A Buddha, I didn’t think that in this small temple fair, there would be an expert who broke the path of the poor and would only cause trouble.”

The laughing monk shook his head while laughing, then turned his hand, and a small porcelain lotus flower appeared out of nowhere in the palm of his hand.

Lotus celadon-glazed white porcelain, with exquisite porcelain craftsmanship, the smiling monk lifted this small porcelain lotus flower with one hand and smashed it to the ground.

Whoops, the lotus shattered into pieces.

At the same time, the monk had already piled up weird smiling faces and facial features, and in an instant he turned 180 degrees, from laughing to crying, and the tears came out from the cracks of the flesh, like a sluice dam.

This tearful person is not like a normal person, and an old bald donkey is not so tender and juicy.

The laughing monk turned into a crying monk, facing the broken porcelain lotus on the ground, crying and shouting:

“Under the seat of the original Maitreya, one of the six great ears of Big Crying Mountain, the poor Daoist has a ‘skin appearance’, dare to ask the living Buddha’s robe with ears, the birthless mother, you promised to help!”

The voice just fell, and in the crowd watching the excitement, a few people suddenly rushed to Xu Baihua, all of them lost their homeland.

But I still remember what Ran Zhicheng just said, the words that the lifeless mother passed on to the homeless children during this trip to the temple fair in the capital:

“If you see the ‘Lao Buddha Crying Lotus’, it is the signal of the compatriots of the Big Crying Mountain…”

Xu Baihua had been on guard for a long time, and he used the vulgar **** to slap the homeless child who rushed up. It only took three or two seconds, but in such a short time, the monk took advantage of the loophole and stretched his hand unnaturally to the pregnant woman. Something was snatched from him.

what?

A riddle little lantern.

It is the one used for guessing lantern riddles at the temple fair. Before the couple was stopped by the monk, they just picked a lantern riddle guessing shot from the temple fair street, and were about to use the lantern to redeem the prize.

Most people don’t know the situation, but some people come with a ghost, and this thing just fell into the hands of the young couple, no wonder they are being targeted.

This riddle lantern is the relic of Duke Yuanxiao!

Both Xu Baihua and Zhang Shun realized that everything was linked together. This monk’s “skin appearance” was the person who cried a lot at Lingshan, and the lantern riddle in the hands of the pregnant woman was the relic of Duke Yuanxiao.

Xu Baihua’s strength and reaction are extremely high and extremely fast. Although the incident happened suddenly, he realized the problem within a few seconds, and grabbed his hand almost at the same time when the monk Pixian got the riddle.

However, the skin-looking monk’s methods are even better.

Whoosh! There was a sound of air leaking, and then I saw that the entire body of the skin-hungry monk shrank in an instant, and the circle became smaller and smaller.

One of the disciples of “Thirty-two and Eighty Kinds of Goodness” under the original Maitreya throne.

Xu Baihua couldn’t say anything in his heart. Nima cried a lot. Lingshan and these people competed with each other. They were very capable, and they chanted spells.

The relics of Duke Yuanxiao are of great importance and must not fall into the hands of Dawailing Mountain.

So, on the street of the temple fair, Xu Baihua and the skin-like monk ran and chased each other one by one. In a while, they made a vulgar god, and in a while, a trick of a living person turned into a glutinous glutinous glutinous sac, and the fight was done.

On the streets of the downtown area, people who eat melons who don’t know the truth are watching the fun, and some people take pictures with their mobile phones on Douyin and post them on the Internet. Have you seen it? This is the new era of police catching thieves.

Xu Baihua: “You stop!”

Monk Pi Xiang: “Afo, only the fools stop!”

Xu Baihua: “Bald donkey, don’t run away, cry how much Lingshan will charge you, so desperate.”

Monk Pi Xiang: “Afo, don’t chase after him, the road will be blocked in the evening rush hour. It’s better to get off work early.”

The two ran after each other and ran out of many streets. Xu Baihua couldn’t catch up with the monk, and the monk Pi Xiang couldn’t get rid of him. However, along the way, there were always lost children who came out to obstruct, Xu Baihua was reluctant, and the successor fatigue.

The monk Pi Xiang was about to get away, his face was naive, he held the relics of Duke Yuanxiao in his hand, and showed a relieved look. In two more streets, he would be able to get rid of this person from the polling bureau. This time, the living Buddha originally Maitreya explained. task is completed.

However, I don’t want to be at the moment when I see success.

Whoosh! A brick suddenly broke through the air!

Snapped! Pixian monk collided head-on, oops, blood came down the bright brain door at that time, and Pixian monk also showed its original shape.

Who lost the brick! Monk Pi Xiang covered his bleeding head and looked up, and in front of him was a migrant worker with a helmet on his head.

hey you! Monk Pi Xiang was about to speak, but before he could say a word, he was called out by the bricks again. His eyes were black and he was plunged into chaos. The moment before he lost consciousness, Monk Pi Xiang felt bad, and quickly gave up the relics of Duke Yuanxiao in his hand. With this skin, use the unique skin escape.

When he woke up again, he had already escaped thousands of miles away from the temple fair site. The whole person had changed from being plump and thin to dry wood. Although he shed his skin and ran away, the remains of Duke Yuanxiao could not be brought out.

“Grandma’s legged Buddha.”

Monk Pi Xiang committed an aversion and threw his hand away. He had just heard the motto of the Living Buddha, saying that the matter was over, and that he was dissatisfied with what he had done, so he had to go back and receive the punishment.

Here, for the time being, the matter of the monk Pi Xiang of Big Crying Mountain is like this. Although he made a move at the temple fair in the capital, he wanted to fight for the relics of Duke Yuanxiao, but he didn’t succeed in the end, and he was cut off.

On the other end, Xu Baihua caught up to see the Hushou who was holding lantern riddles. He was a little surprised. This ordinary and special outfit was well-known in the capital circle.

This is the master of the dojo in the capital, Jin Chuanwu.

Xu Baihua saw that Jin Chuanwu had obtained the relics of Duke Yuanxiao, UU read www.uukanshu.com and pondered, but did not open his mouth to ask for it. Although the dojo and the Poll Bureau belong to the Customs Reform Association, they belong to different system departments. The person in the dojo took it. If it is a veteran, it is another matter, but the other party is a newcomer.

However, Jin Chuanwu looked at the lantern riddle, shook his head, and threw it to Xu Baihua:

“No, it’s not, it was dropped.”

Xu Baihua opened it, and it turned out to be an ordinary lantern riddle. The riddle was: half full, half empty, type a word.

The lantern riddle at this temple fair, one riddle, one lantern, this lantern riddle has never been seen before, but it did appear (Chapter 164)

Talk to the other side.

At the food stall at the temple fair, the Zhou brothers and sisters ate and played.

Zhou Jiuling suddenly remembered and asked, “Hey? Where did my lantern riddle go? I still have to redeem the prize.”

“I don’t know, I lost it.”

Zhou Bawa rubbed his head and said nonsense, but in his hand was a lantern riddle the size of a slap.

“You have solved the riddle of the Lantern Festival.”

“You have obtained the relic left by the Lantern Festival: the fragments of the blessing formation of Lord Big Dipper.”

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