Chapter 616 Huangni San
Of course the monk was not running far away from the camp.
At this time, the weather is cold and the night is dark. If you run around like this, you might as well go back to the camp to find Brother Fatuo and the others - but the way to the camp just now was blocked by "ghosts", so the best The choice, of course, is to take a detour.
He was so frightened that he made a big circle and ran very fast, but he suffered a lot at the expense of the children who were following him.
How can they outrun the practitioners? After chasing for a long time, the monk had disappeared. Fortunately, it snowed in the middle of the night, and now there was a thin layer of snow mixed with mud. The monk's footprints were left on the mud, and he could still follow them. superior.
Unexpectedly, after chasing after him, he suddenly found the monk lying in front of him!
He fell face down in the snow, his eyes rolled white, motionless, and he fainted.
A group of children were startled at first, and then began to approach cautiously.
"What's going on?"
Yang Fuwang stretched out his finger and poked him in the face: "Why did you faint?"
Cat whispered to the side: "Is the snow too slippery and he fell?"
"We didn't fall. He is better than us, can he still fall?" A child asked doubtfully.
Mao'er replied: "Whether you fall or not, what does it have to do with whether you are strong or not?"
"Okay, don't say these useless things. Wouldn't it be better if you fainted?" Yang Fuwang Interrupted them: "What's next?"
"Search!"
A little girl excitedly made a suggestion: "I've seen police officers search people first when they arrest people!"
"Okay, then search them!" Yang Fuwang nodded.
A group of children searched the monk from top to bottom in an instant. They did not intend to find anything. After all, the monk had washed his body, but they did not expect that they actually found something from the monk. A tightly tied oil paper bag was dug out from the sole of the shoe.
“Is this, is it?”
Several children were stunned. One of the more courageous boys held the oil paper bag and asked: “Is this poison?”
They looked at each other, and finally turned their attention to Yang Fuwang.
Yang Fuwang gritted his teeth, and after a moment of silence, he whispered: "Open!"
"Open?!"
The boy was shocked: "This is poison. It will kill us!"
"No." Yang Fuwang said, taking the oil paper bag into his hand and said slowly: "The medicine he is holding will only make us sick. It's more serious... and he only picked people who were already seriously ill or in poor health, which shows that this medicine is not that powerful."
"We are just children, and we are not seriously ill. It will be fine even if we smoke a little."
As he spoke, he opened the oil paper bag with extreme caution.
As soon as he opened a crack, a few smears of medicinal powder were blown out by the wind and hit his face. He was caught off guard and inhaled it.
“!!!”
Yang Fuwang and all the other children were shocked.
Especially Yang Fuwang, after inhaling the sip of medicinal powder, his face immediately changed and showed a look of pain. The cat on the side had quick eyes and quick hands and quickly snatched the oil paper bag and rewrapped it. The next second, Yang Fuwang was heavily Cough!
He coughed so hard that his waist was bent, tears and snot flowed out. He almost couldn't breathe several times, which made a group of children frightened.
Fortunately, he recovered quickly.
“That’s it!”
Yang Fuwang wiped the tears and snot on his face with his sleeve, and looked at the monk with extremely resentful eyes: “That’s him! He sucked this The medicinal powder made the spots on my face and body become more itchy and painful! My whole body feels so uncomfortable!" As soon as he said this, all the children looked at the monk with extremely evil eyes.
Guessing that he is a bad guy and confirming that he is a bad guy are two different things.
"What about now?"
Mao'er asked softly: "We have evidence, what should we do with him?"
"Call someone for help?" Yang Fuwang was a little confused Not so sure.
A group of children also discussed it in a lively manner.
Some people think that they should go to the refugee camp to call their elders and other adults to let them know about this and expose the monk's evil deeds.
Some smarter children feel that the adults may trust the monk more, and that the bad monk may not be alone, and may have accomplices who must be found out.
As for some bright ideas such as "Let Master Fatuo deal with him" or "Ask other monks to punish him", they were naturally filtered out.
These messy ideas made Yang Fuwang scratch his head.
After all, he is just a child. Although he is more mature than other children, the current situation is a bit too complicated for him.
So he could only say helplessly: "This Living Buddha asked me to ask you to play games. Now that the bad guys have caught him, he doesn't come out to teach me what to do next..."
"I want to Do you know? "
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Qingzhou's voice came out unexpectedly!
All the children were surprised.
I saw this "Jigong Living Buddha" popping up out of nowhere, shaking his fan with a smile, and said to Yang Fuwang: "Open your mouth."
Yang Fuwang was startled, but he still obeyed and opened his mouth.
Fu Qingzhou stretched out his hand and wiped it on the mouth of the gourd. With a flick of his finger, a drop of crystal liquid flew into the child's mouth. At the same time, he slapped it out with a fan. When the white smoke filled the air, Yang Fuwang fainted before he could even start to feel the pain. He passed by and fell to the ground with a thud.
This time, the children were not too surprised - they had either seen "Ji Gong" saving people, or at least heard about it, so they were not worried about Yang Fuwang.
“This kid is also a tiger.”
Fu Qingzhou laughed and said: "People have to mix yellow mud powder into water and feed it to others. How dare you inhale it directly? If I don't save you now, in two hours you will know what it means to be in pain."
Yang Fuwang fell to the ground, groaning as if he was suffering from pain while sleeping.
The clever cat on the side seemed to realize something, blinking with its two big eyes: "Jigong Living Buddha, this bad monk fainted here, was it you who did it?"
" Haha..."
Fu Qingzhou laughed and said: "It's really not me. He has done many evil things and has evil intentions. He fell and hit his head while running - this is retribution."
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As he spoke, he lowered his head and looked at Yang Fuwang.
At this time, the dirty stones on Yang Fuwang's face began to melt and fall off, turning into black water and evaporating away, and his face gradually returned to calm.
"It's a good idea for you to scare the monks by pretending to be ghosts."
Fu Qingzhou smiled and said to a group of children: "Such a good idea can't be used half way - Fu Wang will wake up soon, you tell him, when this bad monk wakes up, you can do this..."
He knelt down and spoke quietly.
A group of children came closer. A lot of little heads crowded together and listened carefully. After a while, their eyes all showed surprise and excitement.
“Go.”
After finishing speaking, Fu Qingzhou stood up, casually touched the heads of the nearest children, and said with a smile: “Remember, you are all good children, okay Children can't lie, but they can not say certain things - if necessary, just open their innocent eyes and blink."
(End of this chapter)