Chapter 242 Monks don’t lie

After introducing each other and saying a few polite words to Li Yun, Hui Lao Liu got up and walked around the room.

He grabbed another handful of air, put it under his nose and smelled it.

"What a sinner. You actually dare to bully my Hui family. I will definitely not spare you!"

After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave, but stopped when he reached the door.

Hui Laoliu stretched out his hand like a knife, cut off a strand of long beard, formed it into a bracelet, and handed it to Li Yun.

"When we first met, as an elder, I didn't prepare any gifts."

"If you like this gadget, keep it with you. If you don't, just throw it away."

Watching Hui Laoliu leave, Li Yunzhen put the bracelet on his left wrist unusually.

I have never taken it off since then.

It's snowy outside.

Hui Laoliu chased for a while and saw a mini Chen Daji lying on the snow.

Pick it up and take a closer look:

The "little man" pointed angrily in one direction, then disappeared into the wind with a look of reluctance.

Hui Lao Liu continued to chase the dirty things according to the prompts, but was stunned in his heart.

Chen Daji, a brat like him, can do it. He can actually "transform with spiritual blood".

I can't do this now!

Along the way, Hui Laoliu picked up the other two "Chen Daji" one after another.

Without exception, they all "died" on the snow because of exhaustion of spirituality.

There was also a strong expression of stubbornness and unwillingness on his face.

Unconsciously, the head of the Hui family chased him all the way to the cypress mountain.

I saw the abbot of Jinguang Temple and Master Kongzen standing on the snow.

"Namo Amitabha, the poor monk Kong Chan has seen Hui Lao."

Since Hui Laoliu became the orthodox successor of Taoism, his character has become less playful and more calm.

"You're welcome, Master."

"We met here late at night. I think you and I have the same purpose."

Master Kongchan smiled.

"exactly."

"The evil Nile ghost has appeared in this world, and the poor monk has come to persuade him to be saved."

While the two experts were talking, a sound like breaking glass suddenly sounded in the air.

When Li Jiao was alive, the arranged Niugui appeared in front of them.

Following behind him was the female ghost in red who went to harm Li Yun.

Niu Gui is now completely "mature":

He was more than ten feet tall, with red muscles bulging high.

He holds a steel fork and has a ferocious face.

On the pale skull, the dark palm prints that were still emitting black smoke were particularly dazzling.

Niu Gui was really startled when he saw Hui Laoliu and Master Kong Chan not far away, looking at him calmly.

Especially when he saw Master Kong Chan, he couldn't help but think of the young monk who "persuaded" him with a slap.

"Old monk, you, you, who are you?!"

"Why are you 'ambushing' me here?!"

"What's your relationship with the masked monk?!!"

"A monk wearing a mask?" Master Kong Chan couldn't help but be startled when he heard this.

He didn't know that because of Xu Fangcao's incident, Gui Fo Wu Mian had taught Niu Gui a lesson.

But monks don’t lie, Master Kongchan put his hands together and said slowly.

"Is the donor talking about the faceless monk?"

"He is the fifty-second generation host of the small temple, but now..."

"Has passed away."

"Namo Amitabha."

Master Kong Chan is right to say this:

No face is hidden, no mind is born, which is completely in line with the Buddhist teaching of "the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and when you turn back, you will find shore".

However, this statement has caused trouble to Niu Gui's current owner.

So when I met the little monk Wu Xin in the future, I didn't take him seriously at all.

All readers know: if you get angry unintentionally, the consequences will be serious.

At least... at least I saved myself a dinner that night...