Xiangbei fell to the ground, and after a while he realized what had happened just now. He supported his hands and his body bounced from the ground. He looked at the supreme goodness that he was still admitting his mistakes to the Buddha. Until now, he still didn't believe that he would be slapped on the ground.

After standing up again, Xiangbei stared straight at the monk Shangshan in front of him. After watching for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "How did you beat me?"

The old monk Shangshan smiled and said, "That's how you hit you..." Before he finished speaking, Xiangbei's eyes burst into tears again, and then his body was off the ground and fell heavily to the ground again. This time, it was much more serious than the slap I had just now. Xiangbei actually smashed a trace of a human figure on the ground. It took more than ten seconds to lose consciousness, and finally he remembered in a daze why he came here for.

"Did you understand?" The old monk Shangshan looked at Xiangbei who had just recovered his consciousness and continued, "How is it? If you don't understand, I will do it again. As long as you are willing to give up your face, I will do it." At this point, Shangshan spitted into his palms and made a gesture to do it again.

This posture made Xiangbei feel a little unbearable. He screamed, and then Xiangbei's body disappeared in place. When he appeared again, he was already standing dozens of meters away. At this time, Xiangbei had the intention to commit suicide. Since he was born, he had not been able to do anything smoothly. The first two times were abused by Wu Rendi and Guangren. As long as they were both, Xiangbei would recognize him. After all, one was the successor of the "that person", and the other one looked at him with admiration. Now he was slapped twice by the old monk. The most heartbroken thing was how these two mouths got hit, and he didn't even see them...

If it had been a hundred or ten years earlier, Xiangbei would have committed suicide by being unable to avenge his revenge. However, Xiangbei now felt that he was only one step away from Seed. Before obtaining the power of Seed, he would have to endure this breath.

Xiangbei took a deep breath and looked at Shangshan and said, "Monk, who are you? The person I know doesn't have the number you..."

The old monk Shangshan smiled and looked at Xiangbei and said, "Do you want to take revenge? OK, at least I won't be bored in the past few years. Remember, your Buddha's big digit is called Shangshan. If you can't remember, you will tattoo your body. If you want to take revenge but are not afraid of twitching your mouth, come to see Master Buddha at any time, so I will live in their house." Speaking of this, the old monk Shangshan pointed at the direction of Fatty Sun and continued, "Find them as if you find Master Buddha, I am..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fatty Sun couldn't help but shout loudly from behind: "This is not necessarily the case. We will move in the next few days!"

Xiangbei ignored Fatty Sun, and he murmured to himself: "Shangshan..." Looking at Xiangbei, he still didn't have the impression of this character in his heart. After pausing for a moment, he shook his head and said to the old monk Shangshan: "No. If this is your real name, I can't not know. It's either you lied to me or you have changed your name recently."

Unexpectedly, Xiangbei would have seen that the Dharma name of Shangshan was later changed. Those who knew the background of the old monk Shangshan were only Yang Xiao, except Wu Rendi. When he was in the same Buddhist temple, Lao Yang could have seen the background of the old monk, but Yang Xiao’s awe of the old monk was not much smaller than Wu Rendi. It would be less difficult to tell him that it would be to go to Wu Rendi to steal the book "The Legend of the Underworld".

After hearing Xiangbei's words, Shangshan glanced at him and said, "Remember, I just call him Shangshan, but there is a saying that I didn't tell you. Apart from Wu Mian, there is no one in this world who I can't beat. I have thought about it and come back again. The next time that slap will not be like this..."

Xiangbei didn't say anything. After finally looking at the monk Shangshan, his body began to fade quickly. After almost blinking his eyes, Xiangbei disappeared under our noses. Fatty Sun covered his waist and walked over from behind, looked at the disappearing position of Xiangbei, and said, "It's not me, monk, did you just let him go? Taking advantage of the fact that you slapped him again just now, it's better to just finish it! Now, let the tiger go back to the mountain."

Shangshan gave Fatty Sun a blank look and said, "Why should I wipe Wu Mian's butt? Isn't it okay to leave this little guy to relieve Wu Mian's boredom? Guangren is not good at fighting, it depends on this little guy."

Speaking of Wu Rendi, Fatty Sun suddenly remembered something. He walked to the side of Master Shangshan with a smile and said, "Master, you just said that except for him, Wu Rendi, there is no one you can't beat. Didn't I say, what's special about Wu Rendi? Why can't you beat him?"

This sentence seemed to touch the monk's thoughts. His face turned pale. After a while, the monk Shangshan suddenly turned around and slapped Fatty Sun, and then said viciously: "He dares to fight back..."

Although this slap was not like hitting Xiangbei, it also hit Fat Sun. He turned around in place, and his eyes were full of stars before he could recover. Just when Fat Sun couldn't tell the difference between the east, south, west and north, Master Shangshan ignored him, and he walked towards me slowly. He thought that the old monk had something to tell me, but what he didn't expect was that he still didn't stop in front of him. Seeing that the old monk was about to hit me, I hurriedly took a few steps back. When I retreated, Old Monk Shangshan suddenly accelerated. When he was about to hit him, he suddenly disappeared from front of me out of thin air, and then the feeling of discomfort appeared again.

At this time, Fatty Sun recovered. After looking around, he said to me: "Spicy, what about that old monk? Why is it gone in a blink of an eye?" www.miaobige.com

I pointed to my chest helplessly and said, "He takes me as the boss. If you have the ability, call him out."

Fatty Sun covered his swollen face, opened his mouth to the position where Shangshan News had just opened for a long time, and then closed his mouth. Then he looked up and said to me, "Spicy, this is not bad. Letting him stay for two days is better than being slapped twice if you have something to do or not."

At this time, Hugo had already come up. He looked me up and down with a look of surprise and said, "It's so amazing. The magical skill of Mr. Shang is not much worse than the miracle of God..."

Fatty Sun glanced at Hugo, interrupted him, and said, "I just remembered to come and take a photo now, isn't it a little late? Didn't I say, why didn't you see you just now..." Speaking of this, Fatty Sun paused for a moment, as if he suddenly remembered something. He widened his eyes and looked at Hugo and said, "Director Hugo, you have been slapped by him too? There is nothing embarrassing. Except for Lao Huang and reserve, let alone, the monk knows whose house he lives in, and he dares not provoke the landlord..." Before Fatty Sun finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his arm from my chest and slapped him again on Fatty Sun's fat face...

After seeing our safety, Han Song, who had been hiding about a hundred meters behind, walked over. He kept asking who Xiangbei and Shangshan were just now, but Han Song stood far away just now and didn't see how Shangshan "was" clearly. The three of us didn't have the heart to pay attention to him, but he thought he was too annoyed to ask. Fatty Sun made up a story about monk Daoji coming to the world and surrendering demons. Although Han Song still had a disbelief expression, there were no extra words here. Do he believe it or not?

After leaving north, we had the intention to notice the Elizabeth who was dug out of the heart. In just a while, Elizabeth's corpse had changed. She was now skinny and bone-like, and most of her flesh and blood had disappeared without a trace. She was just a thin layer of skin stuck to the bone, which looked exactly like a mummy who had been in the desert for several years.

Looking at the appearance of the corpse, Fat Sun blinked, pointed his eyes at Han Song, and said, "Father Han, it's not me that I said, it's all like this now, you should tell me what's going on, right?"
Chapter completed!