Looking at the tense atmosphere inside the inn, everyone outside the inn couldn't help but retreat. They could feel that Elder Rabbit was really angry.

The rabbit elder who did not say a word, narrowed his eyes slightly, and filled with murderous aura on his body gave them endless pressure.

Many people also started to move forward. They really didn't dare to enter the inn, but it was good to be able to watch from the outside, so this caused the people in front to retreat, while the people in the back tried their best to squeeze forward.

Just as the scene was gradually out of control, at the end of the crowd, a rough woman's voice came, like a shrew scolding the street.

"Get out of here!"

After this sentence appeared, everyone around looked around. When they saw the woman with a bloated figure, a fat face and a kitchen knife in her hands, they also made way out.

After everyone moved aside, they found that the woman's other hand was still kicking a waiter's collar, dragging the other person towards the inn.

The people around looked at the waiter sitting on the ground and struggling constantly, dragged by the bloated woman, and a strange look appeared on their faces.

"What's going on? What's the relationship between these two?"

"Who knows, but it seems that it should be a couple?"

"Just this man is as thin as a monkey, why not be sure he can control this top beauty?"

When the last sentence was said, everyone's eyes fell on the man. When everyone saw his bloated figure, they didn't say anything. Everyone chose to remain silent, and even thought that this was a warrior.

"All the bald donkeys inside are for me!"

Standing in front of the inn with a kitchen knife, the woman glared and looked at the kneeling inside. The extremely devout believer said angrily: "Get out of here!"

The shopkeeper was about to say something. The first time the shopkeeper saw Wang Ming with a swollen face, his originally unhappy expression was immediately overjoyed, but after seeing the woman, he knew what happened.

The expression froze slightly:

"Wang Ming?"

He knew that Wang Ming was the first to be baptized by Zen masters, but judging from the current situation, the other party obviously failed to divorce his wife.

The tough woman glared at the shopkeeper, then ignored the other party, held the kitchen knife and glared at Ji Zheng on the second floor, and said angrily: "It's you bald donkeys, right? She was also thinking about letting Wang Ming get me off, what are you?

Be intentional?"

Ji Zhengsuo did not look at the woman below. Zen can only affect people with a peaceful mind. At this time, the woman was obviously angry and had too much emotional fluctuations, so nothing would happen in the inn.

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He turned his head and looked at the monk on the side. Since the Zen master could not affect the woman's mood, Ji Zheng naturally could not let the other party continue to make trouble like this, so he simply let the monk do it.

The monk understood the gods and walked downstairs. Then he came to the woman, raised his hands and said in a muffled voice: "Donor, this place is a Buddhist temple, so there is no need to make a loud noise."

He raised his hand to grab the woman's wrist. When he saw that he was about to succeed, the woman raised the kitchen knife in her hand without saying a word, without hesitation, and directly chopped the monk's shoulder.

If it were another person, everyone might feel that the woman was a little crazy, but now... she is facing a monk, just an ordinary kitchen knife, how could she hurt the other party?

They could only shake their heads helplessly, feeling that the woman had done too much, and even if they couldn't get to the monk, they would anger each other.

Buddhist monks do not need to abide by the precepts and can kill people, so everyone has seen the consequences of the woman.

The monk looked at the kitchen knife that shone with cold light, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was a sixth-grade Buddhist monk. Not to mention that he could guess this ordinary person, even a low-grade spiritual weapon would not be hurt.

Go to him.

So he didn't hide or dodge at all, and even felt that the woman was playing with fire, and was completely looking for death.

But the moment the kitchen knife fell, a stream of red blood flew out directly. Everyone looked at the monk's shoulders and looked at the woman in disbelief, their eyes almost glaring out.

"She did it! She really did it..."

Almost everyone thinks this way, they are stunned and unable to believe their eyes. This kind of thing actually happens.

"How is that possible!" Before he could react for a while, the monk turned his head stiffly to look at his shoulder. The kitchen knife seemed to have chopped the bones, and the intense pain made his face pale.

No one knows what's going on. They have no idea what's going on. Does it really confirm that the saying is that no matter how good the skill is, they are afraid of kitchen knives?

Ji Zheng stood on the second floor and turned his head to look at Elder Rabbit. He didn't say anything, but the expression on his face showed that he knew that Elder Rabbit was doing something.

Among so many people present, the only one who can attack the monk without knowing it was Elder Rabbit, so at this time, he looked at Elder Rabbit with unfriendly eyes.

"Look at what? I didn't move while standing and did nothing." Elder Rabbit chuckled, then looked at the monk from the corner of his eyes and sneered: "It seems that the Buddhist monks are not either."

How about it, a monk with a sixth-grade cultivation level was actually injured by a kitchen knife. Is it a bit too much for boasting?"

After saying these words, Elder Rabbit didn't forget to look at Ji Zheng, picked his fingers, and sneered: "Why not do this? Tell me directly what the third level of the three levels of Buddhism is. Maybe he will recover his supernatural powers.

Woolen cloth?"

Ji Zheng looked at Elder Rabbit calmly, with a smile on his lips and chuckled, "It's worthy of being a wizard system. In front of me, I have used a blessing without realizing it. It's a good method."

Among so many people present, Ji Zheng could not think of a second person except Elder Rabbit’s accident.

At this time, Elder Rabbit also looked at Ji Zheng directly. He did not give any answer, just watched quietly.

"It's okay to tell you." Ji Zheng finally compromised. This kind of thing is not a secret, so he went straight to the saying: "The third level is the divine thought of my third-level peak Zen master in Buddhism, and his Zen spirit is terrifying.

, I'm afraid I'm infinitely close to the second grade..."
Chapter completed!