pure love tyrant

Zenyuan Zhipiren looked at Zenyuan Hui who had changed into a formal attire, knelt down in front of him in a regular manner, with eager eyes.

"Ten Shadows Method".

The greatest support for the Chanyuan to gain a foothold in the Yusan family finally appeared in his generation.

So what if the Wutiao family has six eyes, the ten-shadow technique of his Chanyuan family also appeared!

The ensuing upsurge of mantra spirits, Buddhist monks will never be absent!

There are thousands of thoughts, but only for a moment in his mind, the person directly next to the Zen Yuan softened his expression, and expressed his welcome to the little successor of the "Ten Shadows Method": "Hui, this is the Zen Yuan, your future home, please take care of me." Just stay here, don't worry about anything."

The little child stared at the bearded uncle, and after a while, he choked out a sentence: "I want Dad!"

"Your father escaped from the Chanyuan home many years ago and has not returned yet."

"I don't think ever will."

"..."

Will do!

Xun said that Dad will come and take us back!

I won't tell you!

Hui pursed her lips tightly and said nothing more.

People directly adjacent to the Buddhist monastery don't care.

It's normal for a child to be a little unaccustomed to it just after leaving their parents, and it will be fine after a long time.

He continued: "Two days later, you will start to learn the family's "shadow" technique. As for that lady, no one with a foreign surname will be left in the monastery, and I will send someone to send her away tomorrow."

Hui stood up abruptly, and ran out of the owner's room without looking back.

"I gave birth to a good son."

The Zenyuan Zhipiren who sighed in this way picked up the wine glass on the tray beside him, but the eyes of Zenyuan Shier from the last meeting emerged in his mind.

Are wild dogs becoming domestic dogs?

"Ah."

The owner of the house smiled and drank the wine.

Waking up from the closet, Chanyuan Naoya was going mad with anger: "What about that bastard and wild woman! She was disrespectful to me and the son of the Zenyuan family! I will teach them a lesson!"

The servant bowed his head respectfully and replied: "Young Master, please be safe and don't be impatient, the Patriarch is summoning Young Master Hui. As for that young lady..."

Having said that, the servant paused for a moment before continuing:

"Always in the bathroom."

There is a pile of open bleach, disinfectant, detergent and the like beside me, and there are still seasoning bottles at my feet.

Xun is rolling up his sleeves and making some "gadgets" that emit pungent smoke - under the tutelage of a Mr. Phantom Thief who likes role-playing.

While working hard, the bathroom door was slammed open.

"Bitch! How dare you be rude to me! Do you know who I am! I'm the son of a dignified Chanyuan, Zenyuan Naozai!"

"Chanyuan Shier is such a waste, he can't even train his own woman well!"

Xun was stunned.

Open the door without knocking when there are people in the bathroom?

Is this the upbringing of the son of the Zen Academy?

Zenyuan Naoya misunderstood Xun's sluggishness as being frightened, and immediately became elated.

"It seems that you have realized your mistake, and you are not stupid! Kneel down now and say loudly, 'I shouldn't be disrespectful to Zenyuan Naoya', and I can consider reducing your punishment."

Compared with this guy, Ah Bian is like an angel.

Putting away the startled jaw, Xun slowly raised his hand.

"Do you want to surrender—"

Then unexpectedly press the button on the side of the watch again.

"--It's you!"

As soon as the astonished expression was revealed, the young master closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

"You're the most unlovable kid I've ever met."

Xun sighed, and stuffed him into the cabinet in the bathroom again - the bathroom of the big family is also big, and the cabinet is also big by the way.

Hui Feng hurried over, "Xun, they will send you away tomorrow!"

Looking for surprise: "Ah?!"

Shi Er arrived at the mansion of the Zen Monastery in Kyoto in the middle of the night on the third day.

In the middle of the night, the front of the Buddhist monastery mansion far away from the urban area was brightly lit. A few huge lights were hung high on the fire escape of the fire truck, illuminating the deep old mansion as brightly as a shopping street.

???

Shi Er thought for a moment that he had gone to the wrong place.

The Zenyuan house caught fire?

How can this be!Do those housekeepers make a living? ?

Climbing up the wall, Shi Er saw several columns of smoke rising into the sky from all over the house, and the thick light brown smoke spread rapidly, covering most of the house.

All the people in the Buddhist monastery ran out, messing around in the open space like headless flies.

Some people put on a posture, as if they wanted to use magic to disperse the smoke.But soon, the smoke came, and everyone immediately burst into tears, coughed continuously, and couldn't open their eyes. They had to give up and stay away from the smoke.

The sensitive five senses bestowed by God's curse can also hear their crazy curses.

"Damn it! Who is it that dares to attack the monastery! If I catch him, he will die!"

"My eyes hurt!"

"Hasn't the fire truck come in yet??"

"It seems that the door is too narrow to get in..."

What a wonder! !

The black-haired man who was dumbfounded for a moment burst out laughing.

What a mess!

How miserable!

These sanctimonious bastards still have their day!

So pissed off!

Don't make a good laugh, I'm really sorry for his trip!

Ha ha ha ha--

Smiling and laughing, even accidentally got caught.

While sneezing wildly, there were bursts of spicy and itchy eyes.

The place where he was standing happened to be a downwind place, and when the wind blew, the ecstasy smell came.

Although it was only a little bit, it was unbearable for a man who was cursed by God and strengthened his five senses.

Pungent, itchy, hot, and indescribably stink like sewers that haven't been ventilated for decades.

It is simply a "top feast" for the sense of smell.

No wonder those guys were in such a mess and called the fire truck.

In the face of such a biochemical attack, the shadow technique of the Chanyuan family would be useless at all.

And the Buddhist monastery covered by this smell has become a veritable garbage dump!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Shi Er felt that he could laugh all day long looking at the ugly scene in front of him.

But get down to business first.

Putting on a gas mask from a fire truck, and carrying a newly bought sword worth [-] million "Broken Gold", the black-haired man kicked open the door of the Chanyuan house with great arrogance.

"Who?!"

"This guy is wearing a mask. He must be an accomplice of the attacker! Get rid of him!"

The annoyed members of the Chanyuan discovered that Zenyuan Shi'er immediately had a target to pour out their anger on, and mercilessly used spells on the unclear-faced Chanyuan Shi'er.

"Your shamelessness is still the same, and you haven't improved at all."

Zenyuan Shier swung his sword, and the corners of his mouth under the mask were raised high, excited and cruel.

"But this time you guessed right!"

"I really want to deal with your accomplices!"

There was smoke that continuously lowered the line of sight and interfered with the debuff of willpower for this group of Chanyuan magicians. The Zenyuan was like entering a no-man's land, chopping melons and vegetables, and felling this group of people in minutes.

Although stumps such as arms and thighs were scattered everywhere, there were no real fatal injuries on these people lying on the ground.As for those severed limbs, the reverse operation can be cured.

Killing the crazy magician The killer's mind is not broken yet, he will not kill any Zenyuan - if he does kill, he and the Zenyuan will probably die forever.

but--

Fear of death and excruciating pain can still be had.

In return for what they did to themselves years ago.

"Your skills are the same as being shameless, and you have no progress."

"However, I'm just happy."

After beating up a bunch of Buddhist monasteries that he had disliked for a long time, Shi Er was in a joyous mood.

Throwing the knife to the storage curse spirit, Shier picked up a guy with intact limbs—he was knocked down by the smoke before he could make a move, and now his eyes are swollen like walnuts, and tears are still seeping from that gap Come out, it looks pitiful and ridiculous.

"Hey, the little ghost who knows the 'Ten Shadows Technique', and the woman with the little ghost, where are you locked up?"

"You, you are the Buddhist monastery... even??"

After running away from home for many years, the name of Zenyuan Shier is no longer known to the new generation of Zenyuan.

The person who knows him now must be an "old acquaintance" who bullied and humiliated him before.

"Yes, I came back to see you coming."

Shi'er smiled with pleasure and malice, and broke the man's arm.

"what--"

The man burst into tears in pain.

"Hurry up and tell me, I'll give you a ride."

The man slowly broke the other arm.

"Ah - at home, where the Patriarch is!"

The man howled heart-piercingly.

Shi Er simply punched him and sent him to sleep.

"As soon as I came here, I lived with the Patriarch. As expected of the Ten Shadows Method, the treatment is much higher than mine at that time."

Covered in blood and wearing a gas mask, the tall man leisurely walked towards the depths of the Buddhist monastery. In the direction he was heading, everyone backed away and did not dare to stop him.