Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 397
"Then what does the benefactor plan to do?" the monk asked, still indifferent.

Master Liu murmured and dared not speak.

With the strange little grass in front of him, his previous thoughts were pierced. Now he dare not say a wrong word.

"Since the benefactor wants Mr. Yan to solve it, how about handing it over to Mr. Yan?" the monk suggested.

Master Liu was still murmuring.Don't dare to glance at the people next to you.

Mr. Yan stepped forward and took the initiative to make a rescue, "Uncle Liu, don't be afraid, let Xiaosheng handle it. Xiaosheng is incompetent, so it's easy to protect Liu's residence."

Master Liu glanced at Mr. Yan, but still held back his words.

"The donor is worried that he will not be able to behave in the crowd in the future?" the monk asked.

Being pointed at the key point, Mr. Liu seemed to have a punctured airbag. He sighed, and his back relaxed, "We are afraid that we will not be able to live if we solve it. We are human beings, and we always deal with people. Xiao Lao I am not afraid of my son, but I am afraid that my descendants will not be able to integrate into the world and do not know how to communicate with others. No one knew the identity of Mr. Yan before, so there is still a way, but now I don’t know what to do!"

The monk pondered for a moment, then suddenly laughed.When Mr. Liu, Mr. Yan and Liu Qianjin looked over, they said, "It can be blamed on ghosts and gods." After finishing speaking, they bowed their heads in repentance and added, "Amitabha, you are so good."

Break the ring.

It must be affected by grass.

The monk clasped his hands together and kept chanting sutras, his face blushing.This seems to be a simple solution to the problem, but it is not in line with Buddhist principles when you think about it. It is ashamed.

Master Liu's eyes lit up.Standing there with glowing eyes trying to find a way.

Yan Gongzi and Feifei looked at the monk, one smiled playfully, and the other was ignorant and cute.

Mr. Liu told Mr. Yan his thoughts, "Since you want to push it, push it as soon as possible. I would rather bear a name chosen by ghosts and gods than wear the hat of a monster."

"Uncle, leave it to me." Mr. Yan said.

The three left the living room.Monks are waiting in the house to chant scriptures.

The dust didn't come back.

This night, the floating dust did not return all night.

Early the next morning, when it was still daylight, all of a sudden people ran wildly to find the master.

"Master, master, it's not good, they burned the house! They want to set fire to us!" The servant's voice woke everyone up.

In the housing plan of the Liu Mansion, the master and son lived in the center, and the servants lived in remote places around them.

Some of the servants got up and urinated against the wall in a daze.When I closed my eyes and yawned to release the water, I heard someone talking on the other side of the wall.He said he was going to set fire to the monsters, and if he didn't hand over the eldest lady, he would burn them all together.

In addition to human voices, there were still many small and broken sounds, and the servants knew very well that they were the collision of firewood and the muffled sound of firewood against the wall.

The servant was terrified, and ran into the inner courtyard cautiously before daring to call out.

Master Liu panicked again.As soon as he came up with a countermeasure, there was a riot, and he was about to cry, stomping on the ground, crying and asking Mr. Yan what to do.

Mr. Yan comforted Mr. Liu, "It's not easy for us to come forward in this matter. Uncle, you can invite the holy monk, he has a solution."

"Alright." Master Liu set off immediately.

The servant next to him heard the words and felt that he was carrying out the order.

Master Liu was out of breath when he ran, and then he remembered that there was a servant, what kind of energy he was running.The servant who took the photo hurriedly ran to call someone, with a pained look on his face.

The monk opened the door and heard the servants quacking, and understood the reason.

"Holy monk, let's go." Seeing that the monk was still indifferent, the servant urged him.

"Let's go." The monk stepped away.Go outside the gate.

The sky was gray and the morning light was still below the horizon.A lot of people gathered outside the door.Holding a torch in his hand.

The monk was surprised, "Monk, go away! You are the one that ghosts and gods want to eat, we will not move you. But there is a monster behind, and it is he who attracted ghosts and gods, we will burn him!"

The monk wondered, "Since you are afraid of ghosts and gods, why are you not afraid of monsters?"

The logic doesn't make sense, why is the wine so brave this time?
"Monk, ghosts and gods come and go without a trace, so we are naturally afraid. But monsters are different. They have entities, so what are we afraid of if we burn them? Besides, we have a celestial master, so what are we afraid of?"

An old man with a white beard in Taoist robes came out from behind.Although the hair is white, the eyes are bright.

On the tall building, Mr. Yan looked out from a distance.Seeing the old man in the Taoist robe, his eyes narrowed.

conspiracy.

As soon as the old man in the Taoist robe appeared, the monk's gaze also focused.

Come prepared.This time they are bound to win.

A Miss Jiao is not worth their attention. They know that Miss Jiao and the "monster" are lovers.With the slogan of the eldest lady, the "monster" will definitely come out.

It is natural to capture the "monster" directly, but the slogan of "Miss" still has the meaning of warning.

Warning: your lover is under our control.

Humans and demons are different worlds.

Demons have very little social interaction.

But people, using social power, public opinion or favor can help you do many things.

The monk feels that it is more convenient for such things to come forward.Her "lawlessness" can stop these people instead.

And that priest...

"Monk, where are you from?" the old Taoist asked slowly.

"The poor monk comes from the hearts of Buddhas all over the world." The monk replied.

"Buddha's heart?" The old Daoer's eyes burst into a gleam, which disappeared in a flash.Turning his eyes slowly, he looked at the monk, "Do you still have a herb?"

The monk frowned.The visitor is not good.

"Amitabha, benefactor, there is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, and it is a case to turn around." The monk clasped his hands together, and then jumped onto the wall.

The door slammed shut.

The monk asked in a low voice, "Benefactor, can you go back to Liu's residence?"

There is a root of floating dust in his ear, as long as he speaks, the root will transmit sound with the main body.

This is what the monk discovered.Floating dust... always thought that he was a grass, nothing but fighting and messing up.

The roots and the body can be connected to transmit sound, and the floating dust is naturally ignored, and it is regarded as a gadget.

In terms of recognizing her own strengths, she is a natural fool.

"Hoo hoo hoo." There was a sound of wind in his ears.

"donor?"

"Huh, huh, huh, huh." The wind was still slow, with suspicious interruptions.

"Benefactor, are you eating?" the monk wondered.He had never seen Fu Chen eating.Do you eat northwest wind?

"Wow wow wow wow." There is still a language that cannot be deciphered.

The monk was silent for a moment, then said, "Benefactor, the new Monkey King has come out."

"Wait for me!" There was an immediate reply in his ear, "Uh." A full hiccup.

Then came the whistling wind and the flapping of branches and leaves.

The monk waited silently.

"Monk, what are you waiting for?" the Taoist priest asked.

The monk clasped his hands together, stood high on the wall, looked kindly, and said earnestly, "Wait for you to turn around."

The Taoist chief frowned, then laughed, "Young people are crazy." He glanced at the village chief.

The village head understood and signaled to light the fire.

Everyone took torches and went forward to light the fire.The fire spread.

The monk saluted with one hand and chanted sutras.

A layer of golden light formed outside the wall, separating the wall from the fire.

"Small tricks." The old Taoist snorted coldly, took out a handle of floating dust from his big sleeve, and threw it at the monk.

The great light rose violently and roared towards the monk.

The monk narrowed his eyes, and the golden light on his body automatically formed a ball, covering his whole body.

The fire burns along the photosphere.

"Let's see if my fire is stronger or your golden mask is stronger." The old Taoist said coldly.

"Fuck! Who dares to burn my monk!" A sharp voice chased after him.

A black mist rolled over from behind.In the fog, there was a sharp voice.

"Which grandson doesn't have eyes?"

Upstairs, Young Master Yan smiled.Borrowing from "ghosts and gods" is the best way to borrow.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the overwhelming black mist.

The people in Haimen Village immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, "My lord, please forgive me."

The village chief immediately turned against him and begged for mercy, pointing at the old Taoist, "It wasn't us who harmed the little master, it was him, it was him, my lord."

Everyone pointed their finger at Lao Daoer.

The old Daoer was still in shock, seeing everyone turned around, he ran away without saying a word.

Only the monk wondered where the floating dust came from.

This fox is good at playing tricks by pretending to be a tiger.

"Run?" Fuchen sneered, "I'll chase!"

While everyone was busy kowtowing, above, a small green grass rushed out of the clouds.

The black mist rolled slowly behind the green grass, enveloping the crowd.

(End of this chapter)