Second World Book

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At the headquarters of the Buddhist sect, all kinds of supernatural powers [Gifts] smashed randomly. The fight between Master Long and Wanfo was called fierce.

This battle can be said to be the largest [gift] chaos in the world of Hakoniwa in the past hundred years!

In the dim sky and darkness of the battle between the two sides, a dark purple crack suddenly appeared in the huge and remote gravel, sneaking around, and the opening was full of rotating magic eyes.

If Mama Zi was present, she would be able to recognize at a glance that this was the real body of the Realm Great Demon.

Before Lin Mo, he used the gap to pass the three-headed dragon to the three-headed gate, and at the same time, he also had his body as the great monster of the realm.

The main body of the realm monster is different from the avatar. For example, it is the 'hand', which is the core part of Lin Mo's essence. If it is not for the characteristics of the realm, Lin Mo will not let it out easily.

Because once it is lost, it will cause immeasurable harm to Lin Mo, but there is a good saying, wealth and wealth are found in danger.

The original purpose of separating the Realm Noumenon was to monitor Lord Long on the one hand, and to follow him to pick up the cheap. Even if he was discovered, he could take it back in the shortest time.

As for where does wealth come from?

Didn't you see the magic eye in the gap?

These eyes are the [prototype] of Lin Mo's various abilities and clairvoyance. He is good at discovering restrictions, treasures, cracking them... etc. To put it bluntly, they are here to rob the rich and help the poor, and rob the Buddhist rich to help his poor.

Lin Mo doesn't like Buddhism very much, but [Gift] treasures are not good or bad, just take this opportunity to expand the size of the treasure house, Master Long has worked hard.

The gap found the target, it was easy to sneak up on it, swallowed a wounded han, and got the location of the treasure house from his brain memory, so...

[Gongde Pond], [Treasure Cover], [Yin and Yang Two Cylinders], [Treasure Building], [Sacred Pestle], [Bodhi Wood], [White Lotus], [Hualong Pond]...

I saw good things secretly in the gap, interpreted the prohibition with magic eyes, and swallowed them immediately after cracking it. All the good things were not spared, and all kinds of rare fruits and gems were caught.

And because the three-headed dragon attracts hatred and firepower, even the dojo of the Bodhisattva has no defenses. I'm afraid they never dreamed that there was a terrifying thief coming to harm them.

And afterwards, the three-headed dragon was responsible for the blame. As for Laplace's prediction, Lin Mo would not be worried at all, because if the prediction was true, he might not be recruited into the Little Garden.

Just when he was enjoying himself in the gap, a fiery/spicy and dazzling fire in the sky noticed him, and he turned into a beautiful/girl.

Thief—!? Gorgeous and beautiful/The girl's gaze flickered, she clearly saw that this lifeless 'thing' swallowed up a pagoda, no need to ask, it must be a despicable person taking advantage of the fire.

Originally, I planned to have a round with Sister Monkey and go together, but now, let's catch this hateful 'thief' first.

The girl seemed to be found in the gap, and with a whoosh, it turned into a light and shadow, and the girl swooped down and shouted coquettishly: Thief, where are you running—!?

...

The City of Flames!

Then let's bid farewell—! Bai Yasha loli had to immediately return to Thousand Eyes, said goodbye, and with a wave of his fan, his figure had disappeared.

Ah! I have a headache now! To be discovered... Lin Mo murmured to himself, covering his forehead with one hand.

Master—! The maids stepped forward and asked with concern.

I'm fine! Sandora sauce, you can announce now that the [Gift] competition has come to a successful conclusion. Lin Mo said with a smile.

Oh, oh! Sandora nodded cutely.

...

competition is over!

In a quiet room.

Hey! This is for you! Lin Mo took out a book with the words The Piper of Hameln written on it. The book is a three-dimensional picture album. After unfolding, it seemed to see a fairy tale world .

This is... Asuka was shocked, what a trick this is, if you read it correctly, this book can be used as a gift 'stage'!

Because I don't like the tragic ending very much! Go find them (130 elves)! If you want, this is their home! Lin Mo said softly.

This book is another ultimate version of The Piper of Hameln. It is about the Piper and 130 children singing songs, setting foot on another land, and creating their own town (community ), and live happily ever after.

Thank you...Lin! Boo~! Asuka was so happy that he couldn't help hugging Lin Mo, kissed him, and then ran out shyly, blushing.

Lin Mo touched his cheek, and a smile appeared on his face. His hard work paid off, and he finally made great progress.

Tuk-tuk-tuk! There was a knock on the door.

Lin Mo's expression turned cold, he sat back in his seat, and said displeasedly, Come in—!

Excuse me—! Mandela entered timidly, nodding and bowing.

You still dare to come to see me? Mandela Turdrek!!! No matter what else, Lin Mo overwhelmed others as soon as he came up, and put the blame on Mandela first.

Dragon King... Your Excellency... This... Mandela was covered in cold sweat and trembling slightly. Did the Dragon King know everything?

Do you still want me to say it straight? Lure the Demon King into the festival! The newcomer Demon King vs. the newcomer class ruler? Director

Not bad! It's a pity that the performance was smashed, and it pierced the sky! The evil seat was swallowed by a big lion once! Because of this incident, a series of evil consequences have been caused, and now the Buddhist side is fighting so hard that the sky is about to collapse... balabalbala... Lin Mo said a lot in one breath, boiled down to one sentence, it's all your fault, Mandela .

... Mandela blushed, is it really like this?

Obviously not, but could he argue with that? Can't!

It's like, it's obviously the leader's fault, throwing all the faults on the subordinates' heads, and then scolding the subordinates bloody.

Yes——! It's all my fault! If killing me can relieve your anger, please do it! But before you die, I hope that Lord Dragon King can agree to the next meager request. Mandela said. He lowered the scimitar at his waist, knelt down, presented it to Lin Mo, and begged. ..