The sunset is setting, there are few pedestrians, the evening breeze is gradually rising, and smoke rises from villages far and near.

Qiao Hui drove in front and Wu Dong rode a horse behind, walking slowly along the official road. From a distance, two others followed them, one with a bald head and the other with a short figure, which was the little god of Southern Tang.

Monk and Lingnan Tiger King.

Shenkong turned the Buddhist beads in his hand while walking, and recited the scriptures silently. The Buddha's light faintly appeared on his face, which was completely different from the previous relaxed laughter. Meng Hu's ears finally became clear, and for some reason he felt uncomfortable all over. He couldn't help asking: "Little one."

Monk, why should you follow them?"

Shen Kong Surong said, "Isn't it easy to conquer the demons in the heart? You should use Buddhism to save them day and night."

Meng Hu glared at his eyes and said, "There is a devil hidden in the carriage? Then it's useless to just look at it! Why don't you let me rush up and smash the carriage, pull him out and chop off his head, and you'll die!"

Shen Kong grabbed his arm and said, "Men Donor, your heart is full of murderous intent. How can you distinguish the authenticity of the world? Did the little monk tell you all the simplicity of the Buddhist scriptures you preached all the way? It is easy to break if you are strong, but too much is as bad as too much.

In addition to killing methods, there are many ways to solve problems. If you have to take the last step, you should commit less sins of killing to avoid affecting your blessings in the next life..."

Meng Hu hurriedly raised his hand and shouted, "Stop, stop! I'm afraid of you. But how can you influence the devil when you recite scriptures so secretly?"

Shenkong pointed to his heart and said, "You still don't understand, the demon is in his heart!"

Meng Hu was stunned for a moment and said in a lost voice: "Little Monk, are you a devil?"

Snatch! Shenkong honestly bounced his forehead without hesitation, and scolded with a smile: "You are just devil!"

Meng Hu breathed a sigh of relief and frowned and said, "Can you be secretly slaughtered by someone? Miaojiang poison is prevalent, and the techniques are all kinds of strange. Even I can't crack them one by one."

Shen Kong sighed: "The little monk is not a victim either."

Meng Hu grabbed his head and said, "Are you being evil? You are poisoned by a ghost? You are poisoned by someone?" Every time he said something, Shen Kong would shake his head, like a rattle. Meng Hu was so angry that he said, "What's wrong with you?

Can you please give me some good words?”

The god said the Buddha's name and whispered: "The Buddha said: 'You can't say it."

Meng Hu couldn't help rolling his eyes, really trying to find a piece of tofu to kill him. He stared at the carriage from afar and made up his mind to wait until late at night to touch and kill the people in the carriage.

As night fell, the group came to a peaceful town. The carriages and horses were parked outside a brightly lit inn. Through the doors and windows, you could see that the hall was mixed with dragons and snakes, which was quite lively.

After the wheels stopped, a tall rich young man jumped out of the carriage, and then a slim masked woman. But she saw her hair as black as a waterfall, white as snow, beautiful eyebrows and graceful eyes, even though her face was covered with whiteness.

The yarn firmly attracted everyone's attention like a magnet. She looked back and waved with a smile: "My little master, I have worked hard all the way. Tonight, my young master is here to invite you to eat a vegetarian table and express your respect for Buddha.

Heart."

Shenkong's face was slightly red, and he shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, the donor, just be grateful." Having said that, his feet accelerated uncontrollably and rushed straight to him.

Meng Hu stared at Shen Kong's back and a ridiculous thought popped out of his mind: The Buddha is above, did the little monk actually touch the heart of the mortal? It turned out that he was not a demon, but a sequel to Sichun! If the old monks knew that there was such a thing

Once you have appeared, will you vomit blood collectively? Little monk, little monk, no matter how smart you are, how you study Buddhism carefully, it will be the fetus of ordinary people!

He gritted his teeth, unable to bear to let Shen Kong sink into the world, and shouted, "Little monk, what are you doing in a panic? Are you very familiar with others?"

Shenkong's face became redder, as if he was caught stealing his mouth and was quickly slowing down: "Mencius makes good relationships, why should we care about the difference between raw and mature?"

Meng Hu snorted coldly and heard a voice in his ears: "Are you greedy for the beauty of that woman? Monks should be pure in six senses and all four elements are empty!"

Shen Kong's face turned red like fire, and he firmly denied: "The little monk is dedicated to the Buddha and has no other thoughts!"

Meng Hu said slowly: "In the mountains, the more beautiful the mushrooms are, the stronger the toxicity. So don't mess with things that are too beautiful!"

The two approached, Shenkong was slightly shy and shy, looking down at the ground, but Meng Hu was as dark as iron, his eyes were full of vigilance and suspicion. Fu Jingtao felt so shiny in his heart when he saw this, and he didn't even break it.

, and ordered the shopkeeper to prepare a table of varnish for them alone, so as not to feel uncomfortable if they sit together.

Shenkong and Meng Hu have become famous recently and are recognized before their butts are still firm, which causes a stir. The heroes quickly got up and greeted each other, and took turns to compliment and greet him. Ayu's flattery continued. Shenkong's expression

Responding calmly, Meng Hu scratched his left and right, and his face was impatient, which was also interesting in contrast.

Yin Lianlian chuckled and said, "Young Master, compared to others' hustle and back, you are not interested in it. Don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Fu Jingtao said: "Unless I think I have long life, I will compete to show off!" He raised his eyes and looked out the window and sighed: "Those people can't find me, and they may go to find trouble for the fourth child. I hope the old man will

Four can withstand these waves of storms, especially to prevent villains from plotting against each other."

Qiao Hui whispered: "The fourth brother is protected by the three elders, who can hurt him?"

Shaoqing, the wine and food were all over, Fu Jingtao and others were about to raise their chopsticks when they suddenly saw a flash of figures at the door, and a pair of dusty young men and women walked in. The young man and his short black hair were as bright as a cold lightning, and his waist was as tall as a gun.

A slender iron sword wrapped in gray cloth was inserted diagonally behind her shoulders, as cold and arrogant as a lone wolf in the snow. The girl's red clothes were like fire, with a pretty face, beautiful curves, and no impurities were found in her clear and bright eyes.

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Fu Jingtao was overjoyed and hurriedly got up and sent a message: "Brother Tuoba! Junior Sister Hu!"

The visitors were Tuoba Jian and Hu Feng. They looked in the sound and saw Fu Jingtao who had a new look. They were surprised and guessed that there was something else he did. Hu Feng quickly walked up and punched him twice.

, said excitedly: "God bless you, you are still alive!"

Fu Jingtao grinned and exclaimed: "Auntie, you are killing me!"

Hu Feng quickly wiped the corners of his wet eyes and said angrily: "Who told you to always make people worry?" His eyes slid on Yin Lianlian and frowned: "Why did you see you again? You were tangled around me with a stern face.

...Brother, what exactly is he pictured?"

Yin Lianlian said lightly: "Is it okay for us to have a love relationship? You girl are worried about eating carrots!"

Hu Feng sneered: "My elder brother has a fiancée long ago. He is gentle and beautiful, has a wealth of ty million yuan, and is ten times stronger than you! You are the life of being a concubine, don't be too sentimental!"

Yin Lianlian heard the four words "home property is tens of millions", and her shoulders trembled slightly, her pink fists clenched, and said, "Don't let the dog look down on others! It's just a million assets, I will earn it sooner or later."

Hu Feng sneered, "Is it up to you? Bai, sun, dream!"
Chapter completed!