Chapter 747: It is imminent to drop the demon and slay the demon! (1/2)
The ferry crossing the Xiu Fafa practice appeared in Tieguzhen, and immediately attracted the attention of passers-by.
The main reason is that Buddhism is almost extinct after experiencing the battle of positive demons. It can be seen here that it is a bit strange.
The ordinary inhabitants of Qiongzhen had a respectful look in the sight of Du Nan.
Although Buddhism is difficult to see, it is used in funeral and funeral, so it is highly respected by the world.
It is difficult for Ba Du to go all the way without being hungry, and it is okay to chant sutras for others, and occasionally he will open an altar and try to make guest appearances on exorcism monks.
The biggest advantage of the Buddha Buddhism in the starfall continent is that at this point, even if you do n’t practice martial arts, you wo n’t be hungry when you walk the world.
”Did you notice it?”
Bian Dunan ignored the attention of everyone, closed his eyes gently, and felt the atmosphere of the town with his heart, saying: ”The evil spirits here are strong, and evil will be a curse to the world!”
The psychic cat yawned again.
He always said this when he entered the town.
The final result is either offending people or being hunted down, living a life of despair every day.
”The old monk gave you the wrong name.”
The psychic cat whispered, ”It shouldn't be called a disaster, it should be a flight.”
”Coo.”
A sound came from the belly and said, ”I'm hungry. Find something to eat.”
Wu Du rushed forward to the inn and said, ”Let's go to this inn to make a point.”
”Wang Dasao.”
Inside the inn, a clear voice came: ”I'll come back tomorrow to help.”
”Yao girl, you work hard!”
梦 Yao Mengying smiled, and then went to the door.
But when they just went out, someone happened to come in from the outside, and they both leaned to the left or to the right together.
”Amitabha.”
Ba Duan took a step back and gave way, and together he said, ”Female donor, you go first.”
Yao Mengying saw that he was wearing a hoe, exuding a scent of sandalwood, and there was a slight disgust in his eyebrows. When he passed by, he whispered, ”Dead bald donkey.”
”Wait a minute!”
Ba Du turned around, and together he said, ”Female donor, please see clearly that the poor monk is not a bald donkey, because the monk has hair!”
”So what?”
Yao Mengying turned his head and gave him a white look, and said, ”In my opinion, as long as you wear a hoe, even long hair and waist are dead bald donkeys!”
”Female donor, you have a prejudice against our Buddhist practice.”
Xuandu was inviting and said, ”Well, you might as well enter the room and sit down, and the poor monk will explain it for you.”
”I'm not interested in talking to a dead bald donkey.”
Yao Mengying shook his head and left, not forgetting to add: ”Dead bald donkey, dead bald donkey, dead bald donkey!”
”...”
Ba Duan pumped slightly.
”Grandmaster.”
Wang Daxi laughed and walked round the field and said, ”The girl is young and irrational, don't see her in general.”
”Amitabha.”
Ba Du Nanhe even said: ”Childlike words are impertinent, and poor monks never take their minds.”
When I was talking, I consciously or unintentionally looked at the little girl who was gradually disappearing into my vision, and secretly said, ”I always feel something is wrong.”
He couldn't tell what was wrong.
The psychic cat said: ”This little girl is so cute, I really want to be held up and raised by her.”
Uh ...
Wanguzong.
梦 Yao Mengying walked into the cafeteria, found a place to sit, and leaned on the table with her small chin, her eyes full of uneasiness.
Liu Wanshi, who was busy cooking in the kitchen, called her twice, and walked over without seeing her response, saying, ”Little sister, why do you look unhappy?”
”Sister.”
Yao Mengying said a little irritably: ”I just met a monk under the town.”
Yuliu Wanshi said, ”He bullied you?”
”No.”
Yao Mengying said: ”I don't know why. I get irritated when I see him.
Qiu Liuwanshi laughed: ”Is it too tired to help at the inn, I'm not happy, and it's not pleasing to anyone?”
”maybe.”
Yao Mengying worked hard to calm down the restlessness and smiled, ”Sister, let me help you wash the vegetables!”
Uh ...
That night.
Sitting on the roof of Yunlai Inn, Yidu Nanpan was swayed with rosary beads in his hands, a stream of golden light spread out and covered the whole town.