Vol 9 Chapter 243: 3 heads and 4 lives

"It turned out to be a colleague of Lingyin Temple ..." The picky Bailian monk turned back and showed a meaningful smile toward the same door. The four monks at their table all came together with a grim smile, faintly smiling. The poor monk who lived from all around clearly did not intend to let him leave easily.
At this moment, there were more than thirty Bailian worshippers alone in the crowd around. If the arm shouted, I was afraid that the number of Bailian worshippers gathered in an instant could not be counted.
The situation facing the poor monk was obviously at an extreme disadvantage, but instead he could not see through the general situation, still the expression of Mu Ne, stupid look.
The provocative monk Bailian took a step further and said in a dark voice, "So, do you have a fellowship with Master Yinkong of my family?"
Qi Yexuan's eyes were cold, Yin Kong and his party fought several times, the enemy was as deep as the sea, and he could not help but pay attention to the poor monk's reply.
The poor monk clasped his hands together, and said lightly: "Yin Kong has long betrayed the teacher, killed the abbot, taken away the treasure of the teacher, and is no longer a poor monk ..."
哦 "Oh? So you have a grudge against Master Yin Kong?"
"Revenge of the Master!"
"If you run into it, you want revenge?"
The poor monk Mulan said: "The poor monk is not an opponent. I am afraid that if he meets it, the poor monk will still have to escape ..."
Sahahaha ...
The monk Bai Bailian laughed in vain, and then scolded and laughed: "It was a silly monk ..."
"Poor monks are not stupid, just don't slang!"
The monk Bai Bailian teased with him even more, and a monk leaned closer and asked, "Master Yin Kong is now our master ... for all calculations, we also have enemies with you. Do you want to take a shot?"
The poor monk stunned, "This grievance has a head, the debtor has the owner ..."
Howling!
Just this sentence, everyone at the scene laughed.
"It turned out to be a counselor!"
The provocative monk Bai Lian laughed and stepped forward and patted the poor monk's bald head, smirked his leg over the stool next to him, and sneered, "Just as much waste as you are worthy of my brother's hatred? Haha, I really don't know if I live or die ... Just you waste, you kill your dirty hands! Give you a chance, now drill through under my crotch, and hit three more heads to spare you. "
The poor monk froze, "Why?"
Someone around me couldn't help but curse, "If you are a silly monk, if you do n’t scratch your head and drill your crotch, these white lotus masters will send you to the west ..."
Suddenly a laughter rose again in the crowd.
But the poor monk scratched his head, and said bluntly, "Well, hoe, drill the crotch can change the life of the poor monk. Speaking of them, the poor monk takes the big advantage."
"Yes, yes!"
傻 "Silly monk, what are you waiting for? Come on!"
"Drill, drill--"
Under the eyes of everyone, the poor monk announced a Buddhist chant, and actually fell to his knees and penetrated the crotch of the white lotus monk.
"A couple of us ..."
The other three monks also set their posture and ordered the poor monk to drill in.
The poor monk really did it one by one, but he was kicked a few feet from behind his butt, and he didn't care.
"There are three last sounds ..." The monk Bai Lian laughed and said, "Remember to ring! If you don't count, you have to come back!"
The crowd around me also followed with rumbling noises. Many neutral martial arts people even disdain them. They not only watched indifferently, did not help, and even made a few noises, ashamed.
The poor monk who had always lowered his head finally lifted up a few points and asked softly, "Is the poor monk allowed to leave after I've finished my head?"
"Yes, of course."
The monk on the poor face immediately showed joy, and knelt down on the ground respectfully. The three sounds "咚, 咚, 咚" sounded like thunder.
There was a sound of laughter at the scene, and several white lotus monks put on the limelight, and they all laughed and clawed together, extremely arrogant.
Ye Weixuan's eyes flashed with astonishment, and he took another look at the poor monk.
It seems that between intentional and unintentional, the poor monk who has been bowing his head also slightly lifted his eyes, and immediately intersected with Ye Qingxuan's eyes, slightly mistaken, and then flashed a little surprise, but apparently could not recognize Ye Qingxuan's sacredness. .
The white lotus monk, who had received three buzzing heads, was still arrogant, holding his hands on his shoulders, proudly saying to the poor monk: "Hee hee, it is indeed a monk at Lingyin Temple! It really has the ability to shrink the tortoise ... Hurry up now ! It's embarrassing to see you! "
Amitabha.
The poor monk immediately gave a gift to the crowd and turned away slowly.
The laughter and ridicule of the cricket crowd went along, and the Badao martial arts people could not avoid it, and even more people spit and fluttered, falling on the big bald head.
Qi Yexuan smiled as the monk disappeared into the crowd, and the laughter at the scene never stopped.
After the four Bailian monks made fun of other Buddhist monks, they returned to the table and continued to work here.
At this moment, the white lotus monk who laughed loudest and continued to provoke the poor monk suddenly froze, then stood still.
Aside, the monk was inexplicable, and couldn't help laughing, "What's the matter, brother, shouldn't you be too happy, laughing out of breath?"
The white lotus monk gurgled in his throat, but was speechless.
The other monks also felt bad and couldn't help coming forward to investigate.
噗
Suddenly, the monk Bailian sprayed blood on his mouth, and then among the seven tricks, all the blood spilled, without a word, and fell on his back.
"Brother ... uh!"
The three monks stepped forward to help, but at about the same time, the three monks were stiffened together. Then, like the white lotus monk, Qiqiao bleed and died on the spot.
Suddenly an exclamation sounded at the scene.
"Murder! Dead man!"
"Come on! The master of the Bailian religion has been murdered ..."
Uh ...
Originally gathered a large number of crowds watching the lively ~ EbookFREE.me ~ face to face panic, hula, scattered and fled.
The dead here are the monks of the Bailian religion, but they belong to the subordinates of Zhu Wusheng. They belong to the most important stratum in the large number of Bailian religions. They died so unclearly on the street, for fear that all the onlookers would have no good fruit eat.
"Stop me, no one is allowed to leave!"
The Bailian religion's disciples yelled around, but who has water in their heads will stay here for interrogation.
The few Bailian believers who came forward to block them all fell asleep for a moment.
For a moment, the street was a mess.
At this time, Ye Qingxuan sighed slightly, drank the last soup, and turned away slowly.
和 The monk was very skillful and willing to be humiliated and not shot. In the end, when he was giving a hoe, he actually broke the hearts of the four white lotus monks with radon gas through conduction on the ground ...
Character is really weird.
He left the chaos behind, and Ye Qingxuan just walked in the leisurely court, leaving in the direction of the poor monk.
Although the opponent's strength is strong, and he also notices his existence, and is willing to throw himself away, but the world wants to get rid of Ye Qingxuan's tracking, that person is probably not born yet ...
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