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Chapter 4 Why don't you play cards according to the routine!

It sounds very good, but please forgive me for rejecting it.

One of my favorite things in Fahai’s life is to say, no! to those self-righteous guys!

At the other end of the chat group, a young monk with delicate features looked strange.

If it had been other members of the group, Wang Ziwen's words might have deceived him, and at worst, they would have left an unfathomable impression.

But who made him meet Zen Master Fahai? He was also a time traveler!

In other words, everyone has read the script, and you are not the only one who excels.

But thanks to the group leader being so roundabout, he could see that the other party did not have the ability to decide the life or death of the group members. Otherwise, wouldn't it be more convenient to just pick a thorn and kill the chicken to scare the monkeys than to make a mystery?

More importantly, if the other party wants to sell me a favor, it is obvious that his cultivation level may not be as good as his own, and he may still be asking for help from others.

Thinking of this, now that the relationship between supply and demand has been determined, Fahai suddenly felt at ease.

Deliberately trying to tease the group leader, the young monk deliberately looked surprised.

Fa Hai: "Hiss~ What the donor means is that you can foresee the fate of the poor monk? [The monk was shocked.jpg]"

Seeing Fa Hai take the bait, the group leader Wang Ziwen couldn't help but be happy, especially after seeing the numbers under the opponent's profile picture frame.

As a fourth-level boss, even Nezha, who is in a sealed state, is not as advanced as Zen Master Fahai. If you are lucky, you may not be able to make a fortune from him.

After coughing lightly and making up his mind, Wang Ziwen continued to input quickly with his mind.

Group leader Wang Ziwen: "I only know a part of the master's fate by chance. If the master doesn't dislike me, I will tell him about it."

Group leader Wang Ziwen: "The master was a snake catcher thousands of years ago. One day by chance, he caught a white snake that had developed spiritual intelligence. Fortunately, the white snake was saved by a shepherd boy and escaped. Hundreds of years later, through cultivation,

The successful snake demon stole the six elixirs given to the master by the Lord Buddha at that time, making the master unable to achieve fruition. This is the cause and effect between the master and the white snake."

The leader of the group, Wang Ziwen: "In this life, the white snake wanted to repay the past shepherd boy for saving his life, so he turned into a mortal woman to get married and have children with him. Unexpectedly, he was met by a master. The laws of heaven prohibit humans and monsters from falling in love, so the master also saved the chance to save this snake demon.

My thoughts, and then..."

Fa Hai: "Then the poor monk imprisoned the white snake under the Leifeng Pagoda, and ordained Xu Xian as a monk. After more than ten years, the escaped green snake spirit became successful in seeking revenge on the poor monk. At the same time, the son of the white snake,

That is, Xu Shilin, the reincarnation of Wenquxing, also came to visit. In the end, the poor monk was defeated and had to hide in the body of a crab, right?"

"That's right... hmm???"

Just as he was about to respond, Wang Ziwen suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Wait, why are you so skilled?

Bah bah bah, no, how do you know this!

Pulling his thoughts back on track and thinking of some possibility, Wang Ziwen suddenly became short of breath and couldn't wait to type a message on the interface.

Group leader Wang Ziwen: "Odd changes to even, the same? Fa Hai"

This is when I finally realized that I have a problem!

Seeing a code commonly used by time-travelers, Fahai's lips slightly curled up, like a little fox stealing a chicken.

Fahai: "Sorry, the poor monk doesn't understand what the donor is talking about."

Group leader Wang Ziwen: "..."

The man in front of the computer almost lost his breath. Why didn't you play according to the routine? Shouldn't this be a touching drama about meeting old acquaintances in a foreign land?

Wang Ziwen felt very aggrieved. It was the first time he finally met a time traveler like himself. It was the first time he found out that there was a big boss in his group who could hold his legs. It should be double happiness, but brother, what are you doing?

It was installed all of a sudden?!

If the chat group didn't have the function of forcing punishment, otherwise he would have to use the authority of the group leader Gou to give this old man an electrotherapy package.

Fortunately, it seemed that he had realized that the purpose of his joke had been achieved, and he no longer wanted to tease Wang Ziwen any more. Fahai responded to the expectant look in his eyes and typed a line of subtitles on the public screen.

Fahai: "Look at the symbols in the quadrants. [Monk is well-behaved.jpg]"

Sure enough, this old man is also a time traveler, and the important thing is that he seems to be doing well!

Wang Ziwen suddenly felt that the future was suddenly bright.

The fourth level, even if placed in the first half of Zhetian World, can be called a great monk in the realm of dragon transformation.

As long as you are more cautious and wait until you have passed the previous Crocodile Ancestor level, wouldn’t it be possible to just waste it on your own in the early stage?

Seeing that the group leader and Fa Hai looked familiar, the rest of the group also started shouting lively.

Yue Buqun: "It turned out to be a fourth-level monk who I have admired for a long time. Fa Hai"

Dongfang Bubai: "Why have you admired me for a long time? You seem to be familiar with her? This little elder is very handsome, but unfortunately he lacks some masculinity and is a little bit inferior to the Nu family's Liandi."

Nezha: "Hey, when I break the seal, I will definitely be better than him. Also, does the group leader have any other villains to draw? I am getting impatient to wait. Group leader Wang Ziwen"

Ning Caichen: "Do you still need a pendant on your leg? The kind that can act coquettishly and warm the bed? The world here is full of monsters, and hundreds of ghosts roam at night. Now I don't even dare to leave the house at night."

Yue Buqun: "You are a person in the devil's path, what do you know? My name is that although I can't go there, my heart yearns for it."

Dongfang Bubai: "Haha, is the slave's flying needle bad? Three days later, Huashan sent us to wait. Yue Buqun"

Yue Buqun: "You, you...you are an insult to gentlemen. A gentleman talks but does not use his hands!"

Dongfang Bubai: "Sorry, I'm not a gentleman, I'm a little girl."

Nezha: "I'm not a gentleman, I'm a child. Sister Dongfang, come on, teach this old man a lesson, and don't forget to start a live broadcast when the time comes!"



For a while, people were acting cute, people were watching a show, and people were making fights. The group was very lively.

Seeing that the topic was getting further and further, Fahai thought about it, clicked on the function of sending red envelopes to groups, touched some things and sent them out.

The next moment, the group fell silent.

In an instant, all five red envelopes had been snatched away.

The one with the fastest hands was Nezha, who almost took the red envelope as soon as it popped out.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a thin handwritten scripture suddenly appeared in his hand, with annotations from the chat group next to it:

[Prajna Heart Sutra handwritten by Buddha]

[Note: The Prajna Heart Sutra copied and annotated by the Buddhist disciple Fa Hai contains his understanding of the meaning of the Buddhist sutra. Diligent recitation can eliminate hostility and weaken inner demons. 】

He rolled his eyes and sent a screenshot of the object in his hand to the chat group.

Nezha: "What kind of crap is this? Master, I still have the heart to read the scriptures of those bald donkeys?"

I thought it was a book by a villain, but I didn't expect it to be a scroll of scriptures. Nezha was so disappointed that he threw the scriptures behind him.

Yue Buqun: "Great God Nezha, what you said is wrong. Now the reason why Your Majesty wants to restrict you from leaving home is because, Lord Nezha, your anger is hard to get rid of, and you are afraid of causing some trouble if you are not careful. If you are a great god,

If you can use this book of scriptures to smooth away the anger in your heart, it will not be impossible to take off the golden hoop on your neck in the future."

Nezha: "This is what you said. If I can't think of any effect, don't blame me for hitting you every time."

His words were still unforgiving, but the twinkling eyes of the little baby clearly showed that he was also eager to get rid of the hostility in his heart, and was eager to be recognized by his parents and even all the people in Chentangguan.

Unconsciously, Nezha turned his attention to the Buddhist scripture lying on the ground quietly eating ashes.

Yue Buqun: "..."

So this can all be blamed on me?




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