Wuhui drummed his true energy, and the escaping light suddenly fell straight down like a comet striking the moon with the force of a thunderstorm.
In the courtyard, the tall, fat monk, who was lazily holding on to a broom with his eyes half-closed and saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, was startled and opened his eyes suddenly.
By chance, at the point where he entered his eyes, a violent escaping light had the force of collapsing a mountain, carrying endless sound and waves, pulling in a roaring stream of energy, and crashed down towards his head.
"Dry!"
The fat monk spit out the sweet smell, swung the long-handled broom into the sky, and rushed towards the monk's room without looking back.
Although he was fat, his movements were extremely agile. He jumped like a spiritual ape wading in a stream, and suddenly, he quietly floated dozens of feet away.
Even though the courtyard was spacious, he was not far from the monk's room. Just when a look of pride appeared in the corner of the tall fat monk's eyes, he suddenly froze.
The door to the monk's room was pushed open, and a group of bright bald heads were crowded together, making it dazzling.
"Certainly!"
One of them, the one with the brightest bald head, smiled and pointed at the fat monk.
It’s his mother’s fault!
Before the fat monk could even curse, his body froze and he could not move.
His eyes were rolling around wildly, but he couldn't even speak.
"Amitabha."
Among the bald heads, the tall, fat monk took the lead and stood out. He pointed at him and said with a long smile:
"If senior brother doesn't go to hell, who will go to hell? Please go to the blissful rebirth!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the violent golden escaping light getting closer and closer, and he hurriedly closed the door. A group of people laughed several times in the monk's room, and then dispersed like birds and beasts.
"Amitabha……"
He closed his eyes and sighed bitterly, and there was a loud bang beside him, which even shook the ground three times.
Wu Hui dissipated his true energy, and his figure emerged from the escaping light. He looked at the motionless tall and fat monk, gearing up.
"Bald thief!"
Wuhui waved his hand to remove the restraints on his body, but before he could ask for mercy, he clenched his fist and struck hard on the bald head.
"Bald thief, Buddha has been thinking about you for a long time. Are you hiding from me again?"
Wuhui beat the tall and fat monk into a ball, and screams and gasps continued to be heard.
Bai Shu stared blankly for a while, then turned to look at the surrounding buildings.
Lecture halls, palaces, buildings, and buildings are all majestic with seven treasures, made of nature, and the buildings are magnificent and dignified.
The Temple of the Heavenly King, the Main Hall, the Thousand Buddhas Temple, and the pagoda forest spread endlessly, making it a magnificent sight. The atmosphere here is the most respectable among the temples that Baizhu has ever seen.
However, there was not a single pilgrim or even a Taoist Taoist priest. It was completely deserted and very quiet, with not even a single human figure to be seen.
While Bai Zhu was looking around, there was a sudden commotion among the bushes in a dense forest in the northwest corner.
A dark shadow suddenly jumped out. It had long legs and a long belly. It was covered in brown leather and had an extremely long mane.
It hummed at Baizhu twice and actually wanted to come over and nuzzle him.
It's actually a wild boar.
Seeing Bai Shu dodge, the wild boar continued to move towards him, persisting in this process dozens of times. Seeing that Bai Shu still refused to obey, the wild boar snorted again and lay down on the ground with some lack of interest.
Wild boar?
Are wild boars so affectionate?
The corner of Bai Zhu's mouth twitched. When he was confused, the wild boar in front of him made new movements.
It lowered its forelimbs to the ground, raised its buttocks high, and shook it flatteringly at Bai Zhu.
Damn it!
Hearing the sound behind him, the wild boar worked harder and harder, almost turning into a ball of wind, and double images appeared in front of his eyes.
Bai Shu looked at him silently for a while, then raised his foot and kicked him.
Plop!
The excited wild boar flew away and rolled several times on the ground. It took a long time to get up, with a confused look on its face.
Bai Zhu turned his face away with no expression, and from that pig face, there was actually a trace of human sadness.
The chicken skin on the back of his neck bulged out, making him feel uncomfortable for a while.
At this moment, Wuhui's cruel attack on the tall and fat monk has finally come to an end.
"Send your junior brother to rest, and I will go see your master."
Wu Hui raised his fist, scaring the tall and fat monk into a pale face.
He cursed and gasped again, kicked the monk, took up the Escape again, and headed straight for the top of the mountain.
"Junior brother?"
The tall, fat monk with a bruised nose and swollen face took a deep breath and waited for a long time before raising his eyes to look at the young man in front of him.
"Junior brother was brought here by Wuhui Bald Donkey?"
"It's none other than Master Wuhui."
Bai Shu stood with his hands lowered and answered respectfully.
"From now on, we will be our senior brothers. Why should we be so formal? I, Fengshan Temple, don't have such rules."
The fat monk patted his shoulder kindly and said with a smile:
"Senior brother, my name is Xuyan. Junior brother, please come with me to find a place to live."
"Thank you, senior brother Xu Yan." Bai Shu thanked him sincerely.
The tall and fat monk named Xu Yan chuckled and was about to lead Baizhu on a walk when the wild boar that was paralyzed on the side with dull eyes suddenly jumped forward and grunted twice.
Xu Yan was stunned. He bent down, touched the wild boar's head, and put his ear to it.
Hum hum ~ hum ~
The sound of the wild boar kept coming, and the pig's head pointed at him from time to time, with sad eyes, as if accusing him.
After a long time, Xu Yan stood up straight with a sigh on his face.
"You are good-looking, and you can do whatever you want..."
He scratched his head, pointed at the wild boar next to him, and explained to Bai Shu:
"This is Xiaohua. She is a female doll. As you saw, she is a wild boar that has become a sperm."
"Xiao Hua said you are good-looking and wants to have a baby with you." Xu Yan spread his hands: "Junior brother, what do you think?"
Baizhu: "???"
"I'm afraid it's not good to be in an empty space in the Shi family. What's more, it's just the first time for Little Flower Girl and I to meet." Baizhu's eyelids twitched wildly, and he spoke carefully carefully every word: "I think, I'm afraid it won't work..."
The wild boar grunted twice more, and then looked straight at Baizhu.
"Xiaohua said she understood." Xu Yan translated.
Baizhu felt relieved immediately.
"But friendship can be cultivated." Xu Yan added: "Xiaohua said she would often come to play with you."
a bolt from the blue……
"Let's go, take our junior brother to rest first."
Xu Yan shook his head, waved goodbye to the wild boar, and pulled up Bai Shu again.
Xu Yan took one step forward, which was tens of feet long. Bai Shu was surprised to find that Xu Yan's body technique was very similar to the Seven Steps of the Lotus, but it was more subtle.
"By the way, junior brother, I have to tell you something."
The wind howled past my ears, and the surrounding scenery moved backwards like a stream of light.
"Senior brother, please speak."
"A demon like Xiao Hua has become a spirit and is born extraordinary. She has also been trained by her master, and her cultivation is already at the peak of her skills." Xu Yan made a vague comment:
"She's very strong!"
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At the same time, in a palace on the top of the mountain, the sutra curtains were fluttering and the fragrance was scattered in the wind.
The giant Buddha carved from Shenhui wood has a compassionate face and compassionate eyes. This kind of wood is as hard as iron stone, is not prone to insects and ants, and is not afraid of rain. It is a superior material.
Under the big Buddha statue, a monk with a slightly red face was sitting cross-legged in the void, surrounded by golden lotuses and a looming red dragon surrounding him.
He has an extremely upright face and is not angry, like an angry Vajra who subdues demons. Even though he has not spoken, he has a sense of solemnity.
At this moment, a golden light was descending from the top of the mountain.
