"What's going on with this old guy?"

Song Si was a little confused. He was a good demon, not eating people and drinking blood, and ran to the temple to become a monk.

Be a monk and be honest and give seeds to the people.

That's fine, now he has become a philosopher again?

"I……"

The woman's face kept changing, and she finally just sighed and got up and left.

Loneliness, loneliness, life is beyond desire.

"The love in the world is just a poison that penetrates the intestines. It looks extremely delicious, but only you know the pain. It is better to convert to my Buddha, get rid of worries and find great freedom."

The abbot's words were thought-provoking, but the three words were not separated from their old profession. As he spoke, he began to persuade people to become monks again.

"If the Buddha had a spirit, he would have to get you a Arhat Fruit."

Song Si couldn't help but mutter in his heart, this abbot was probably not a split personality and was too incompetent to do his job.

"Elder, I am dedicated to goodness, but I am always misunderstood. I treat people sincerely, but I am always bullied."

A middle-aged man with a kind appearance knelt in front of the abbot and told his experience.

Hearing his words, the abbot smiled slightly, took out a flag from behind and inserted it next to him, stuffing a banana and a cucumber into his mouth.

He held the teacup in his left hand and the teapot in his right hand poured water. Even if the hot hot water overflowed, it did not stop.

Then he took out an axe and threw it into the sky, and grabbed a handful of bees and sting himself like a life-thinking thing.

"Damn it! Doraemon! Tinker Bell!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Song Si was so shocked that she almost jumped up.

What about this magic trick?

It’s okay to say that cucumbers and bananas are hidden before, where did such a long flag be hidden?

"Please tell me directly that the disciple is dull and cannot understand the truth."

"Is it a flag moving, or a wind moving? Is it because of bees sting people in nature or is it a desperate resistance? Have you ever heard the sky crying for pain? What others want is cucumber, but you insist on giving the banana. When it hurts, you let it go."

The abbot's words are full of wisdom and philosophy.

The middle-aged man thought something and left a hundred taels of silver to signal the abbot to look at his brain.

The next few people either asked about their feelings or their fortunes, which made Song Si extremely distressed.

The temple owns a lot of land, employs many tenants, and also has a large number of good men and women donate. It is understandable to ask about wealth and fortune.

What the hell is love?

Don’t you know that monks have pure six senses and are not contaminated with the world?

I'm afraid I have some mental illness!

After all the people in front left, Song Si came to the abbot and began to stare at him.

The relationship is blank and there is no shortage of money.

He didn't even know what he should ask!

"I'll ask, aren't I here to kill demons and eliminate demons!"

After thinking for a long time, Song Si suddenly remembered the purpose of this place and wanted to slap himself.

Puff!

At this moment, a muffled sound suddenly came.

Song Si looked in the direction where the sound came, and an axe slashed on the abbot's head, and almost all the axe blades were in.

“???”

The sudden change confused Song Si.

What's going on?

Touching the car?

Where did the axe come from?

Why did it suddenly hit the abbot's head?

Song Si's face was full of horror, and suddenly remembered something. The abbot seemed to have thrown an axe into the sky.

I looked up at the beam, and sure enough, a trace was particularly conspicuous.

"What the hell is this old guy trying to do?"

Song Si stared at the abbot's body. He didn't believe that a demon would die so simply, so he must be a fraud.

Time passed minute by minute, and after waiting for a full and half of the incense stick, the abbot's blood had dyed the ground dark red, and there was still no change that Song Si had expected.

Song Si frowned and cut off the abbot's head with the deer antler sword.

No killing prompt was heard, no resistance.

The abbot seemed to have died, and the corpse did not turn into a demon.

"Is it possible that I was wrong? The abbot is really a good person who benefits the people?"

Song Si felt very regretful.

I regret that I misunderstood a monk and regret that I did not treat him in time.

Otherwise, the abbot might not have died here.

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...

In the quiet Zen room, an oil lamp dispels the darkness.

Amid the leaping flames, the Main Palace quietly appeared. Song Si looked at the abbot's body with a very solemn expression.

Two figures sat in front of the lamp, one of which was Aisin Gioro, the deputy leader of the Qingming Sect, and the other was the abbot of Kongshan Temple who had "dead".

"The power of the heart lamp is indeed powerful. Not to mention this kid, I might have the Tao if I were to do it."

Aisin Gioro stared at the oil lamp with his ring legs, and a look of greed appeared on his face.

"The power of the heart lamp is to create contradictory scenes, doubting one's own experiences, doubting one's own behavior, and ultimately denying one's own self. Unfortunately, the heart lamp is so damaged that the core method is incomplete."

The abbot smiled, and four canine teeth bared from his mouth. "If not, how could it be so laborious."

"What about that other human? Although he was just unlucky and was caught in it, it should not be an ordinary person to be able to persevere until now."

Aisin Gioro opened his neck legs and his slender tongue into his nostrils, digging out the booger inside and eating it.

Although the Qingming Sect was founded by humans, its members were no longer considered humans.

Basically, they have experienced flesh-and-blood transformation like Lu Zhengyi, but the difference is only strength and weakness.

“One other…”

Hearing Aisin Gioro's words on the ring legs, a strange color appeared on the abbot's face.

As soon as the thought moves, the flames suddenly rise up and another picture appears.

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Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The wind is noisy, the insects are noisy, and the people on the bed are raised.

Beads of sweat as big as beans slid down their withered cheeks, and their thin body seemed to fall apart at any time.

Brother Sanye was holding a charming woman and was using what he had learned throughout his life.

However, at this moment, the woman's coccyx vertebrae began to grow slowly, and white hair also emerged.

Within three breaths, a big furry tail appeared in front of me and shook it playfully for a few times.

"ah!"

As if he had noticed the change in his body, the woman screamed and just met the man's eyes.

"I...is actually a vixen..."

The woman is full of entanglement, and I feel pity for her cowardly expression.

Although he was only a match with this man, he is the only person who can enter his heart at the moment.

She doesn't want to be disliked because of her identity as a demon, and she doesn't want men to be afraid of it.

"Vox spirit?"

When the man heard the woman's words, he was stunned for a moment. Not only was he not afraid, but he became excited.

"Aren't the demons very powerful? Why are they here?"

"I was imprisoned by the abbot and had to do things for him. The abbot promised that as long as I absorbed a hundred parts of the essence, I would be liberated."

When a woman said what she kept in her heart for many years, she suddenly felt much more relaxed.

"Hehe, beautiful girl, you want to get rid of it soon, right?"

"For... liberation... I can... hold on..."

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Aisin Gioro's Circle Legs: "???"

Abbot: "!!!"
Chapter completed!