Yan Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, Ye Shiyu was really sleepy, lying on Yan Feng's lap, and within a few minutes, there was a slight snoring sound. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Dead fatty, can you do it? No, don't hold on. ”

"Nonsense, Buddha, I have a lot of merit, will I be afraid of a few small yin mistakes?!"

The fat monk smiled, and listened to this fat belly walking towards the spiritual position: "Hehe, these foods seem to be very good." ”

Saying that, he picked up the tribute and ate it directly, and he was not embarrassed at all.

it... Yan Feng saw the fat monk eating his own things and eating the tributes that were placed.

"Can't you stop talking for a while? I can't figure out how you used to live in the temple?"

"In this life, if you don't eat it, what is the difference between it and salted fish. ”

The fat monk stuffed an apple in his mouth and muttered indistinctly.

At this moment, the entire mourning hall suddenly became extremely quiet.

The apple in the fat monk's mouth suddenly stopped, and the two of them looked at the door at the same time, and a yin qi was approaching.

The Soul Messenger is here.

Yan Feng said that Ye Shiyu gently put it on the ground, took off her coat to cover her, and then stood up.

"Dead fatty, it's up to you. ”

"Hehe, two soul-seducing scumbags. ”

The fat monk threw the apple and strode forward, and at this time, two figures appeared at the door, it seemed that they were two horse faces, and they were about the same height as ordinary people.

In the underworld, the bull head and horse face, black and white impermanence, are in charge of the soul hooking, and Niu Abang is the chief soldier of the cow.

The so-called bull head does not mean that there is only Niu Apang alone, but that Niu Apeng has a group of small calf heads under him, and Ma Mian also has a group of horse noodles under him.

"It's really unlucky, it was obviously that small temple before, but then it changed its direction, causing you and me to run such a distance. ”

The two horses were talking, probably just returning from the small temple on the mountain, and found that the soul was not there, so they asked Yin Si again before rushing here.

"Good evening, two Soul Hookers!"

The two horse faces originally directly ignored Yan Feng and the fat monk, after all, in their opinion, these are all mortals, and they can't see themselves.

Now that the fat monk shouted like this, he suddenly stopped, and the two horse heads looked at the fat monk, obviously a little surprised that the fat monk could see them.

"Errands, idlers avoid!"

The voice is unceremoniously, this is also normal, they are the Yin Division, that is, the Grim Reaper!

"The two of you, ignoring the poor road like this, isn't it too ignorant of the poor way?"

Yan Feng didn't make a move, but clasped his hands to the side and watched.

The two horse heads were walking towards Ye Bin, and as soon as the fat monk said this, he turned the horse's head in an instant, and the four green horse eyes stared at the fat monk.

"Mortals, don't get into trouble!"

"Oh?!"

The fat monk took a bite of the apple in his hand.

"I'm going to get into trouble today, what do you dare to do?!"

Two horse heads, one of them, suddenly shook the soul hook chain in his hand towards the fat monk.

"Arrogant mortal, today I will let you taste what the pain of seducing the soul is!"

"Cut!"

The fat monk twitched his eyes, let the black soul chain encircle him, and shouted arrogantly at the two horse heads.

"You pull it, I see if you can pull out the soul of the Buddha! If you have the ability, pull me back to the underworld today!"

Yan Feng's pupils shrank, and in his yin and yang eyes, the fat monk's soul had indeed been encircled by the soul hook chain, but... Outside of the soul, he was protected by a layer of golden light, and this soul chain couldn't hurt him at all.

No matter how the horse's head is pulled, the fat monk's soul is not moving at all, even if the other one also throws the soul hook chain up, and the two horses pull it together, it is still useless.

I'm rubbing, this dead fat man doesn't seem to be simple... Yan Feng looked at this layer of golden light outside the fat monk's soul, he had seen it in the Taoist book, there was a kind of person who was not afraid of ghosts and evil spirits by nature.

This kind of person is often a person who has great merit in his previous life or even in his previous life, who has enjoyed the blessings of his previous life in this life, who is reincarnated with the light of Buddha and is not afraid of ghosts and evils.

It seems that this dead fat man was not an ordinary person in his previous lives, otherwise he would not have had the Buddha's light to protect his body.

The two horse heads couldn't pull the fat monk's soul, and they were angry, but they didn't know what to do.

In fact, this kind of soul seduction messenger, whether it is a little bull head and a pony face, or a little black and white impermanence, has no real ability, after all, there are countless such existences in the underworld, but they are just bluffing people by virtue of their bad identity.

If you really want to fight, as long as you are not a god, you can deal with it, the key is just a question of whether you dare or not.

After all, these yin errands have to be registered in the underworld, and if they don't go back on time, it will inevitably cause the underworld to investigate.

The loss of one or two yin errands is small, but the majesty of the underworld cannot be damaged.

These shadows walk the world and seduce the soul, representing the underworld, and the underworld will never allow its majesty to be provoked in the slightest.

Once the majesty is provoked, it will strike mercilessly.

The fat monk looked at the two horse heads, and then shook his body, and in an instant, the soul hook chain tied to his body was loosened, and the two horse heads went straight backwards as soon as they gave their strength.

"Hehe, it's the turn of the Buddha!"

The fat monk threw the Buddha bead hanging around his neck forward, and a golden light flashed down from the Buddha bead and enveloped the two yin differences, and then the two yin differences disappeared.

"Huh?"

Yan Feng frowned, he didn't even see clearly how these two yin were taken away.

"Hey, hey!"

The fat monk stepped forward to pick up the string of Buddhist beads.

"Let your two stinky horses be no bigger than the Buddha!"

"Dead fatty, what about the two yins?"

The fat monk put the Buddha beads around his neck again and pointed to his own Buddha beads: "Oh, here it is." ”

"Hehe, it's amazing, let me tell you, I can accept anything from this Buddha bead!"

Yan Feng glanced at the Buddha beads hanging around the fat monk's neck a few more times, and it seemed to be quite powerful.

"Dead fat man, which temple did you come out of?"

Yan Feng couldn't help but be interested in the origin of this fat monk, after all, whether it was from the body protection Buddha light or the string of Buddha beads around his neck, it meant that this dead fat man was by no means an ordinary monk, no matter what it was, it was a rare thing in the world.

"It scares you to death when you say it. ”

The fat monk picked up the apple that had fallen on the ground and continued to eat it.

"Can you wash up and eat?"

"Whatever you wash, as long as the monk's heart is free of dust, there is no dust everywhere. ”

"I rub... I'm really not afraid of getting tuberculosis. ”

The fat monk chewed the apple in his mouth and coughed twice.

"Tuberculosis?

Yan Feng nodded, he believed that with such a strong Buddha light protection body, it was no wonder that he could get sick.

"Boy, you stand firm for me!" the fat monk shook his stomach.

"Lord Buddha, I am the apprentice of the abbot of the largest temple in the world, Longyin Temple!

Yan Feng was stunned.

Longyin Temple?

What's that?

"It doesn't seem to be a good place, otherwise a monk like you wouldn't have come out. ”

Yan Feng shook his head, and picked up Ye Shiyu by himself, sleeping here for one night, sooner or later he would catch a cold.

"Boy, let me tell you, our Longyin Temple..."The fat monk saw that Yan Feng didn't know about Longyin Temple, and he was instantly anxious, and he went up and said.

In fact, Yan Feng knew that this Longyin Temple was not simple, but... The loss must be lost, otherwise this dead fat man doesn't know how proud he will be.