Men are inferior to women

What was that just now?Haunted or Hallucination?

"Whee!"

The woman's laughter suddenly rang in his ears.

Fang Zhou turned back and stabbed out with a sword, piercing the wall.

The back of the neck suddenly felt cold, as if someone touched it with a hand soaked in ice water.

Fang Zhou's scalp exploded, and he hurriedly used the entraining qi formula, and the spiritual energy poured into his whole body in an instant. Looking back, he punched with all his strength and hit the air with a crisp sound, but he hit nothing.

"Hahahaha……"

The woman's laughter fluctuated far and near, as if she was making fun of Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou looked around vigilantly, quickly thinking about countermeasures in his mind, and suddenly the faint smell of grass disappeared.

With a thought in his heart, he pulled out the Slaying Evil Sword, jumped off the bed and chased him out.

When I came to the courtyard, I could smell the smell of green grass again, but it was dissipating quickly, and it seemed to be drifting in a certain direction.

His nose had been opened by Ling Xiaoyue, and he could smell the unique smell of monsters and evil spirits.

Thinking of Ling Xiaoyue, Fang Zhou hurriedly looked up the canopy of the locust tree, but it was too dark to see clearly in the night, wondering if she was still up there.

Fang Zhou yelled a few times but did not respond, and gritted his teeth angrily. This woman always ran away at critical moments.

Seemingly hearing Fang Zhou's shout, Han Li rushed out from the next room: "Mr. Fang, what happened?"

Fang Zhou was about to explain to Han Li, but he was startled when he saw her face.

I saw two words written on Han Li's face with green liquid, black on the left and sister on the right. The combination is black girl.

Han Li was originally dark-skinned, so the word "black girl" is appropriate, no, now is not the time to think about it.

"Is something on my face?"

Han Li noticed Fang Zhou's eyes, and stretched out his hand to wipe his face. The hand wiped a light green color, put it to his nose and smelled it, and there was no smell at all.

Fang Zhou nodded: "The words "Heimei" were written on the left and right sides of the face."

Han Li's scalp went numb immediately. She didn't think these two words were an insult to herself. A darker woman would be more masculine.

What made her feel cold was that someone sneaked into her room without anyone noticing and wrote on her face, but she didn't realize it.

If the writer had murderous intentions, wouldn't she be decapitated now?

Fang Zhou guessed what she was thinking, and said with relief: "Don't worry, it seems that the person writing is not a human, but a ghost."

Han Li's face suddenly changed: "Ghost?!"

She hurriedly said, "Where is Senior Ling?"

"Dead! You come with me."

Fang Zhou chased in the direction where the smell of green grass disappeared. Han Li didn't know why and hurriedly followed behind.

Not long after chasing, Fang Zhou smelled the faint smell of grass again.

He touched his body, and there was a small bottle of the revealing potion that he had won in the quest lottery. After drinking it, he could see invisible things.

However, there is only one bottle of medicine, and the medicine is only effective for 10 minutes, so use it with caution.

He and Han Li chased after the smell of green grass, turned around in the temple, and came to a remote courtyard. The room in the courtyard was still lit.

The smell of green grass disappeared in this courtyard, and moans came from the room.

Fang Zhou thought someone was injured, so he rushed over and kicked the door open.

The room is exquisitely furnished, with a large bed in the middle, and monk Hui Neng is having sex with a man.

Seeing someone rushing in, the man let out a scream and hurriedly wrapped the quilt around his body.

Monk Hui Neng was dumbfounded, looking at Fang Zhou and Han Li who rushed in with wide eyes, his eyes seemed to be complaining silently: Why are you two again? !

Han Li looked embarrassed, but Fang Zhou reprimanded righteously: "Monk, do you dare to say that you obey the rules? Your rule is to have sex with men in the middle of the night?"

This tactic is called preemptive strikes, occupying the moral high ground first, and using conscience condemnation and criticism to make the other party feel guilty and shameless.

However, Monk Huineng is worthy of being a monk who has attained the Tao, so he immediately calmed down.

She put on a plain gauze Zen robe and said to Fang Zhou and Han Li: "Amitabha, the two benefactors have misunderstood the poor monk."

Fang Zhou stared at her, and see what tricks you can come up with this time.

Hui Neng pointed to the man on the bed and said solemnly: "It is the same principle as vegetarian chicken, vegetarian duck and vegetarian fish. This is also for ordinary people, and it is the tempering of lust by the poor monk."

Fang Zhou was so angry, I didn't know that ordinary people still have this kind of effect: "Then how do you explain that you are alone in the same room in the middle of the night?"

Hui Neng clasped his hands together: "This plain man is confused, and the poor monk taught him all night, what's wrong?"

Fang Zhou pointed at the two of them: "Is it the characteristic of your monk's teaching that you don't wear clothes?"

Hui Neng didn't change his face, and smiled: "I don't wear clothes, that's because I can show my sincerity when we meet each other frankly. I hope the two benefactors understand."

Fang Zhou was convinced, and Huineng's explanation made him speechless, and he was completely convinced.

This monk's crooked reasoning is almost as good as Ling Xiaoyue's, and it's the same thing.

"Master," Fang Zhou asked sincerely. "Are you particularly good at fingering skills?"

Hui Neng let out a surprised voice, "How did the benefactor find out? Yes, the poor monk is indeed good at three-finger meditation."

Fang Zhou wondered, "Why not One Finger Zen?"

Hui Neng showed a meaningful smile: "The power of One Finger Zen is not enough, not enough!"

Fang Zhou understood and could only give her a thumbs up.

Master, you are really awesome!

He couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Master, it's really a waste of your talent to be a monk. As far as I know, there is a Japanese country on the coast of the East China Sea. In the Japanese country, there is a profession that attracts the attention of thousands of people. Among them, Master Aoi is the best." , the reputation spreads far and wide, even the Central Plains region has heard of it, and Master Kato is also famous for his Two-Finger Zen, if he devotes himself to it with the master's talent, I am afraid the world will already know it."

Hearing Fang Zhou's description, Hui Neng couldn't help yearning: "If there is a chance, the poor monk will definitely go to the Japanese country to see it."

"Let's go together!"

Chapter 40 40. Write it down in a small notebook