Chapter 2393 (1/2)

When Fu mang suddenly raised his head, there was only a monk standing in front of him.

The monk's cassock is full of Buddha light. Half of his upper body is exposed, but his muscles are clear, and his golden light is shining. He is holding a Zen staff in his hand, which is very powerful.

Behind him stood a few men with hats and black clothes. Because their heads were low, they could not see their appearance clearly.

Fu mang frowned and protected everyone.

”Master, what's up?” Fu mang looked at the monk with some vigilance and asked.

However, compared with other road blockers, Fu Mang's vigilance is not high. After all, the person you meet is a monk, and the threat is at least much smaller.

”Hehe, several benefactors, my Dharma name is like dust.” With that, he saluted slightly: ”benefactor, where are you going?”

”Master, it seems that it's none of your business where we go?” The poem language is alert to Tao.

”Guan, naturally, is about poor monks.” Ruchen smiles gently, and his words are amazing.

”Master, what do you mean?” Bai Xiaosheng felt bad and said in a cold voice.

”Ha ha, what's the evil intention of monks who are merciful? Why are you so nervous, benefactor? It's just that when we see injustice, we will help each other. ”

”How many, but to fairyland?”

As soon as the monk's voice came out, Bai Xiaosheng and others, who had been listening to the first half of the speech, just let down their vigilance and immediately pulled to the highest chord.

Xianling island is their secret base. How can ordinary people know, not to mention the monk they haven't seen before.

”Master, I don't know what you're talking about.” There is a cold voice in the world.

”Stubborn son, stubborn!” Ruchen said with a smile, ”I'm a poor monk, but you still have to cheat me. I need to know, the Buddha will be angry?”

Voice a fall, such as dust slightly shut up, the next second, a move in the mouth.

”Ho!”

A small golden word came out of his mouth and attacked Bai Xiaosheng. When he came to Bai Xiaosheng, the word was as big as a man. Even if Fu mang stood in front of him, under the impact of the huge golden word, a group of people still looked up and down.

”Amitabha! Good, good! ” Such as dust hit, quickly hands together, mouth slightly read, head a low, seems to be extremely reluctant to hand in general.

”You Fu mang covers the pain of his chest and looks at Ruchen angrily.

”Several benefactors, the so-called putting down the butcher's knife, becoming a Buddha on the spot and associating with the devil Han 3000, in fact, they will only sink deep in mud and eventually harm others and themselves. The gain is not worth the loss.”