Slag Gong, why doesn't he abuse me?

It is true that He Sheng has come to attend the decisive battle, but the current situation has become a little complicated.

His legs were injured before he set off, or he stepped on a trap buried in the ground. The culprit was his opponent. Why didn't he suspect that this was a conspiracy?

"The devil, the devil!" He Sheng's lips trembled.

At this time, his trouser legs were rolled up high, Huo Qiao was squatting halfway to bandage his wound, Yin Linchu was sitting on his bamboo chair, extremely arrogant.

"Tell me, what enchantment did you use on Huo Qiao?" He Sheng widened his eyes.

What's the matter with Huo Qiao?Yin Lin first looked at Huo Qiao, and the person who had been named was looking ashamed.

"He wasn't like this before!" He Sheng slapped Huo Qiao on the shoulder, "The apprentices I have taught are upright, upright, and behave uprightly. old man!"

The more he said, the harder his subordinates worked, Huo Qiao was ashamed and unable to refute.

"Such a person can't live long, what's your intention in teaching him to be like this?" Yin Linchu spoke in a calm manner, but laughed instead.

Not daring to be too presumptuous under the eyes of his master, Huo Qiao hurriedly glanced at Yin Linchu, and the first thought that came to his mind was: He is happy now.

He Sheng was heartbroken: "You led him to ruin!"

"How can this be regarded as bad, just because of his words, obliterating his past character? Then you, the master, have done really poorly. Have you never told a lie in your life?" Yin Linchu became aggressive , his eyes burst into an astonishing aura, "Huo Qiao never said a word that he wanted to be with me. He insists on himself so much, but you say he has turned bad so easily, don't you feel ashamed!"

He Sheng stared at the radiant young face in astonishment, opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.

The hand pinched on the shoulder gradually relaxed, Huo Qiao opened his eyes slightly, looked at Master, and then at Yin Linchu, his heart suddenly became hot, and he could almost hear his own heartbeat.

Huo Qiao heard the master sigh: "What you said is not without reason."

When He Sheng came here, his limbs were healthy, but when he walked, his legs were covered with bandages, like two big white radishes cleaned of mud.

Cursing and cursing while walking: "What are you doing with so much gauze wrapped up, little brat? There aren't even so many strips!"

Yin Linchu was about to go out again, and Huo Qiao knew that he must be meeting that person.

After disguising, the two walked on the bustling street. Yin Linchu was not interested in anything else, but felt that they were bored with nothing, so he bought two bunches of candied haws.

However, the two copper plates look bright red, which can whet the appetite.

But he knew the taste of candied haws. The sugar coating was too sweet and greasy, and the hawthorn was sour.

"The martial arts conference is going to start so soon?" Huo Qiao has been staying in Yin Linchu's courtyard recently, and he is somewhat lagging behind in the news from the outside world.

"Well, I'll take you out to watch the fun."

Yin Linchu took a bite of the icing and was about to throw it away, but Huo Qiao took it into his hand, saying that he couldn't waste it.

Yin Linchu didn't care, and bumped Huo Qiao with his shoulder: "The one on the side of the street, is that your junior sister?"

He Xuan was being entangled by an old man holding a long banner, and was squeezed by the crowd and accidentally fell to the ground.

Huo Qiao didn't think much about it, he quickly stepped forward to help her and pulled her aside.

"Brother! Why are you here? Are you here to find me?"

"What's the matter with you?"

He Xuan shook his head, then put one hand on his waist and smiled sheepishly: "It's just that my butt hurts, but it's okay."

She is not a delicate girl who cannot be beaten.

Hexuan's eyebrows raised and lowered, he pushed his hands back, and sat on the railing. He didn't hide anything from senior brother Hao. Thinking of what the fortune-teller said, his smile grew wider: "The fortune-teller helped me see my face, saying that my face is like Fentao, Hongluan is moving, and a good marriage is coming soon."

When she said this, she didn't feel embarrassed at all, on the contrary, she leaned forward and backward happily, sitting on the railing that was half a palm wide, so that people were afraid that she would fall off.

Huo Qiao frowned slightly, saying such frivolous words to a woman he never knew, but He Xuan was not displeased by being offended, and was even happy.

Is this... with consensual people?

After He Xuan giggled, he asked, "Brother, what is Red Luan Star?"

Forget it, she knows shit.

"The red luan star is an auspicious star in the sky. When the red luan star moves, it means that you will meet Mr. Ruyi, and he will be by your side."

Wen Moye walked over, staring at He Xuan, she was sitting on the fence by the street, dressed in water green clothes like new leaves, with black hair and snow skin, since he saw her, he had never seen her not smiling look like.

"Hexuan, the opening ceremony is about to begin, come and see it with me."

Wen Moye stretched out his hand to He Xuan, and He Xuan ran to him with a smile, turned around and shouted to Huo Qiao, "Brother, you can come too, I heard that there is a great monk watching!"

"No, I'm not going."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Moye couldn't help but forcefully take away He Xuan who had turned his head frequently.

Huo Qiao saw her brisk steps, swaying left and right, not stable at all, so he couldn't really feel relieved.

He sighed, turned around to go back to find Yin Linchu, but found someone standing behind him.

He could see very clearly, Yin Linchu's eyes reflected his face.

He took a step back, his heart beating wildly.

Yin Linchu was so close to him, for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was shock or fright, he just felt the blood rushing to his face.

"Why are you sighing? You also want to see the bald donkey?" Yin Linchu rarely saw Huo Qiao sighing, and Hexuan just left, he only wanted to come up with this reason.

"Hey, Hexuan hasn't gone far yet, you go with her."

Seeing a bald donkey, Huo Qiao denied, "I don't want to see it."

Yin Linchu came up suddenly behind him, took his hand and quickened his pace: "Walk so slowly, who will wait for you?"

Huo Qiao looked down at him holding his hand, and gave up struggling.

There is nothing special about watching the opening ceremony among the crowd, but the only thing to watch is the bald donkey.

Master Jueneng is over sixty years old, and he came to preside over this grand event in the martial arts world, so he naturally decorated it solemnly.

He is wearing holy clothes and cassock, holding a Zen staff in one hand. The head of the Zen staff is divided into eight parts to enclose a tower, with eight gold rings attached, and several small rings under the gold ring. Spread to every corner of the audience.

The whole body is shining with golden light, like the incarnation of the golden Buddha in the temple, descending with respect.

After watching the opening ceremony, the crowd dispersed, and Yin Linchu took Huo Qiao out to take advantage of the chaos.

Not far away, a golden monk raised his hand to stop Yin Linchu.

This abnormal behavior attracted onlookers. He was here in disguise to watch the fun, so he didn't want to attract attention.

However, a monk can turn the world upside down.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, you and I have the fate of master and apprentice, why not follow me into the Buddhist gate and devote yourself to practice."

Yin Linchu looked him up and down several times, and said slowly, "Don't you think you are too old to be my apprentice?"

Master Juoneng wasn't annoyed at all, he was still kind, and smiled at each other: "I want to take you as a disciple."

Yin Linchu smiled and said, "I don't think you have anything to teach me."

Master Juoneng clasped his hands together, and his voice sounded full of compassion: "I will teach you what compassion is, and I am willing to save you with my crooked body."

"Then I don't need you to save me, the Buddha himself saves me."

Yin Lin put his palms together in front of his chest when he was just learning.

"What, what?" Master Juaneng didn't expect him to say that, with a very surprised expression on his face.

Yin Linchu said in a deep voice: "As long as there is a Buddha in your heart, you and I are both Buddhist disciples."

"Oh? I didn't know you had a Buddha in your heart.

Which Bodhisattva do you believe in, and which Buddha do you worship?" Master Jueneng asked in surprise.

"I believe in Nanwu Gatling Bodhisattva, and I worship Nanwu Heneng Zunwang Buddha.

You may not be familiar with it, but it doesn't matter, when you go to the west in the future, you can meet and see. "

Yin Linchu nodded slowly as he spoke, showing seriousness.

Master Juoneng listened to his nonsense, and endured it, but couldn't hold it back: "It's a bunch of nonsense!"

Yin Linchu raised his index finger to his lips: "Hey, you don't believe in Buddha, so you must not insult Buddha.

If you don't believe in nuclear energy Zunwang Buddha, you can't go to the West Paradise, you can only go to hell.

The bottom of hell, do you know what hell is?It is a nuclear explosion hell, falling into the nuclear explosion hell, every part of the body is burned, the pain is unspeakable. "

Master Juaneng pointed at him dumbfounded: "You, you!"

"My Buddha is merciful."

He glanced at Master Juenen's shiny bald head, "Oh, you are merciful."