Chapter 852: Three Burials: After being beaten for more than a dozen times, she was beaten by me


Chapter 852: Three Burials: After more than a dozen times, she was scolded by me...

"Huh? Where is the person?!"

The old abbot just thought about the matter for a moment. After coming back to his senses, he found that San Zang's figure had disappeared!

His crotch was startled,

He stood up immediately, and was about to mobilize the monks in the temple to go to the third burial, when a pair of sword eyebrows suddenly appeared beside him,


After seeing the old abbot's face wrinkled because he was anxious, he couldn't help but look heartbroken,

and said in a low voice: "Master, why don't you go and lie down for a while, I'll see if you're in good spirits You are all a little confused. I will help you back now!”

"Don't go!"

After seeing this face, the old abbot felt his balls hurt, and he was unwilling to say more. Instead, he blew his beard, stared, and said viciously;
< br>“Let’s go, follow Master to the main hall to meditate!”

However,

At this time, San Buran showed a coy and ugly look, looked at the old abbot and whispered: "Master, today it's time to go to Mr. Li's house to chant sutras and chant Buddha!"

Whoosh!

After hearing the three words 'Li Yuanwai', the old abbot suddenly trembled, as if countless spirits were pouring out of his body.

The loose cassock was It was blown up!

The next second,

the old abbot was so angry that he gritted his teeth and was trembling with anger. He pointed at Sanzang’s nose and yelled:

“You, you, you...give it to me. Go back, if you dare to step even half a step into Mr. Li’s wife’s house, and then dare to approach that place, A monster, a teacher, a teacher... Poof!"

As the old abbot gritted his teeth, maybe it was because he was too excited, or maybe he was remembering some unbearable past events,

In short ,

He opened his mouth and spat out half a basin of old blood, preparing to give San Zang a bloody blow!

Seeing this,

among the monks in the distance, those who followed the old abbot from Lingshan Mountain to gain merit, shook their heads helplessly at the same time, and showed sadness on their faces - —

Liu Yuanwai,

It was the neighbor who moved in half a year after San Buran came to the temple. In that year, Li Yuanwai had a daughter,

What should I say about my daughter's appearance?

From a young age, he is a seedling that will bring disaster to the country and the people, and the longer he grows, the more upright he becomes. At a young age, he is proficient in playing, playing, playing, playing, singing and drums, and he is also an expert in financial management!

However,

for such a wonderful seedling, the monks in the temple all agreed that she was not very bright!

Because she doesn’t like handsome young men and doesn’t like fame and fortune,

I just like Tang Sanbian, who has thick eyebrows, big eyes and eight pairs of abdominal muscles!

When I was eight years old,

in addition to running to the temple every three days, I also asked San Bian to visit her boudoir every other day. The old abbot stopped him!

Until two months ago, on the day when the monks vomited thousands of liters of blood,

Li Yuanwai generously donated 30,000 taels of silver to the temple, which made the temple more prosperous. The monks had robes and bedding, and the old abbot also redeemed his wig and underwear,

Thus, I owe Yuan Li a huge favor!

So,

A month ago, at the invitation of Foreign Minister Li, all the monks from Jinshan Temple went to Li’s house and held a Dharma ceremony. They were afraid that the abbot would become a demon again.

Of course I took this reckless man away!

But,

When the ceremony began, San Zang was still sitting half a foot away from the abbot. But when the ceremony ended an hour later, San Zang was nowhere to be seen.

In the end,

it was still the old abbot. In the small woods outside Li's house, San Zang and the excited, crimson-faced, disheveled man were found. The little girl with hairy eyes, red eyes and extremely nervous,

It was also that day,

The old abbot who was halfway to the golden fairyland discovered that the little girl turned out to be a demon. He originally wanted to surrender The demons are coming, but they can’t stand the sudden appearance of Mr. Li.

In the end,

it was only when the abbot realized that the boy was still behind the third burial, that he let go of his worries. He and Li Yuanwai deliberately concealed the matter, so it was settled!

Why do you ask?

Because the old man’s surname was Li, even if the abbot accidentally discovered their origins, he would not dare to be cruel to them privately!

The reasons are yours,

Savor it carefully!

Since then,

the abbot has been paying closer attention to San Zang, almost to the point of not leaving him!

That’s why when he heard that he had to go to Li’s wife’s house for the third funeral, he was so angry that he vomited blood——

At this time,

San Zang, who avoided the abbot's blood attack, looked at his master with some confusion, scratched his head that was like a light bulb, and asked doubtfully:

"Master, why do you say Miss Li is a monster? ”
"I'm telling you, Master, she can do magic. Just last time we were in the woods, she turned into a big white tiger. She was white, fat, and big. I think the disciple can stew it for two or three times." Pot!”

San Zan said excitedly He looked up and showed off his biceps again, as if he was remembering something again, and said with dazzling eyes:

"Master, you don't know, last time she turned into a white tiger to scare me, and she wanted to I fell down and bit me, Guess what..." "The little white tiger dared to show off in front of me? I knocked her down with my backhand, and he gave me a violent blow while riding on her. After a dozen times, I pissed her off. ”

San Zan raised his fist as he spoke, showing his strength, and ignored the old abbot’s dark old face, and continued to say proudly:

“Master, you I don’t know, she also said that I am very comfortable with her. She wants me to be a tiger-riding hero for the rest of my life, and she also wants to be the disciple of the crotch/low/white/tiger for the rest of her life!”

Gudu!

The old abbot, who had just swallowed a mouthful of blood, suddenly felt a pain in his heart as his forehead veins popped out, his temples throbbed,

The power within the body was like a herd of runaway wild horses, instantly transforming into a hundred thousand out-of-control grass and mud horses. As if they were beaten to death, they started running around happily——

Then,

Puff,< br>
The cassock on the abbot's body was torn apart by the inadvertently leaked Qi. After revealing his white and pale golden skin, his body trembled violently as if he had been hit hard by a hammer, and his eyes stared blankly. Sky,

Poof!

A blood arrow like a fountain shot directly into the sky five feet high, turning into a small rain of blood and falling down——

There was a pop,

The old abbot stood upright like a wooden stake. fell to the ground!

Subsequently,

A shadow invisible to mortal eyes appeared from the body with a curse——

"Fuck...I quit. I want to go back to Lingshan. I can't stand it anymore!"

"Who the hell told me that this was the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi? And he even said he was a disciple of Buddha. That's bullshit. No!”

“I’m done!”

As the cursing voice appeared, the illusive figure instantly rose into the sky and headed straight for the Western Spirit Mountain!

He was going to question Duobao Tathagata, how did he teach his disciples? !

......

At the same time,

Li Yuanwai’s family outside the temple showed a gloating smile on their faces after seeing the golden shadow. The Buddha they were looking at,

I almost appeared holy and subdued demons!

But he still didn’t dare, because these monsters had a backstage, a backstage he couldn’t afford to offend!

Similarly,

Di Xin, the 'old farmer' outside Jiangzhou City, naturally saw the figure rising into the sky. When he was confused, he counted with his fingers,

The half cup of tea I just drank was sprayed out!

Although Emperor Xin is extraordinary,

he will not always observe the third burial. He only needs to ensure that the third burial does not die young!

But,

After he figured out what happened to the third funeral, he still couldn't help but burst out!

After a while,

he twitched and looked at the sky, with a look of relief on his face and said: "Yuan Futong, this kid is much more lively than you, you can rest in peace!"

said Finished,

He looked in the direction of Huashan again and said to himself: "Well, Yang Chan shouldn't blame Gu..."

After hearing this, the cows grazing outside the door,

I tilted my head and looked at the figure that was leaving quickly, and suddenly I felt that the grass in my mouth no longer tasted good...

(End of this chapter)