The know-it-all said that he had a nose and eyes, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, which was convincing, and things seemed to be as he had guessed, and there were already many monks present who were not good at looking at the knife without stains, obviously believing his guess.

The jack-of-all-trades is proud, just like the moment he rose to fame ten years ago!

Right!

It was the mood at that time, which was both excited and proud, and a little fluttering!

In a few words, the know-it-all has solved this big problem for the Shaolin Temple, how can it be unexpected?

The know-it-all is really worthy of being called an omniscient and omniscient wise man, and he admires himself a little bit, so quickly solving problems that others can't solve.

Abbot Kechen shook his head slightly, I don't know if he sighed at what Dao Wuji did, or if he was denying the know-it-all, but Abbot Dust didn't speak, because no one knew what he meant by shaking his head.

Ha ha......

Dao Wujian suddenly burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" was a jack-of-all-trades stunned.

Dao Wujian seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, leaned back and fell back with laughter, and even laughed out of tears, and finally stopped laughing, Dao Wujian said: "Everyone says that you know everything, know everything, and also say that you are a wise man in the rivers and lakes. ”

The blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and he said angrily: "You don't want to take advantage of your tongue, hum ......"

"According to your speculation, the 'Yi Jin Sutra' must be on me?" said Dao Wujian narrowly.

The jack-of-all-trades said quietly, "Of course." ”

Dao Wujian teased: "If it is not on me, what should I do?"

"What do you want?" said the jack-of-all-trades.

Dao Wujian chuckled, "Why don't we make a bet?"

"Bet on what?"

"Bet - life!" said Dao Wujian word by word.

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Everyone didn't expect Dao Wujian to say such a thing.

"Brother Dao, you ......," Zhang Chaifeng said anxiously.

Before the words were finished, Dao Wujian waved his hand, interrupted Zhang Chaifeng's speech, and said sharply: "If there is "Yijin Jing" on the lower body, Dao is willing to present the head of Xiang Shang, if not, you will judge yourself on the spot, do you dare?"

The know-it-all saw that the knife was clear, and the drum beat in his heart.

Where would Ouyang Wu miss the opportunity to ridicule the jack of all trades, and sneered: "Little Brother Dao is powerful in the rivers and lakes, his life is much more valuable than yours, you don't even have this bit of guts, right?"

The know-it-all snorted coldly, looked at Dao Wujian and said, "Even if your tongue blooms with a lotus, it won't help, why should the old man fight with you?"

"Shhhhhh

Dao Wujian said with a sneer: "If the abbot master doesn't believe it, even if he comes to search his body, so that everyone can see how the so-called wise man of the rivers and lakes is superior." ”

The sarcasm in the words is self-evident.

Abbot Kechen didn't move, his expression was in a trance, and a contemplative look appeared between his eyebrows.

Seeing this, Master Kemu couldn't help but say: "Amitabha, the sword donor, the matter is very important, please forgive the sword donor." ”

Just now, everyone looked at Dao Wujian and Jack-of-all-trades, but no one paid attention to Master Kemu, but now that Master Kemu spoke, his eyes naturally fell on Master Kemu.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you will be shocked when you see it, and you will be scared of death.

I saw that Master Kemu's face was purple and black, with a weird smile on his face, which made people feel creepy.

Dao Wujian looked at Master Kemu, and his face suddenly changed greatly, as if he had seen something incredible, and said in a cold voice: "Master, do you feel unwell?"

Master Kefan's face was full of shock, and he couldn't help but exclaim, and said in a panic: "Senior Brother Kemu!"

This exclamation woke Abbot Kechen from his contemplation, Abbot Kechen looked at Master Kemu beside him, and was taken aback, only to feel a chill in his heart, and said, "Senior Brother Kemu, when did you get poisoned?"

Master Kemu felt inexplicable, and smiled strangely at Abbot Kechen: "Poisoned? What kind of poison is it? ”

Abbot Kechen and Master Kefan seemed to see the poison in Master Kemu, and the poison had already begun to attack, their faces were full of despair, hot tears slipped from the corners of their eyes, and the two of them clasped their hands together and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha!"

"Taihang Ersheng" and the know-it-all seemed to have seen a ghost, and they all exclaimed in unison: "Laugh and scatter!"

"Laughing and dispersing" is an extremely rare kind of poison on the rivers and lakes, although the toxicity is extremely violent, but it will not immediately put people to death, the face of the poisoned person will appear a strange smile without knowing it, until a stick of incense passes, the toxicity will attack, when the time comes, once the toxicity attacks, even if it is Bian Que resurrected, there is nothing that can be done, in an instant, the poisoned person will bleed to death, and the end is extremely vicious.

Before the sound stopped, I saw that the ears, eyes, nose and mouth of Master Kemu suddenly flowed black poisonous blood, poisonous blood all over his face, which was terrifying, even in the afternoon when the sun was shining, everyone present felt like falling into an ice cellar, and their hands and feet were cold.

Master Kemu was highly poisonous in his body and didn't know it, he opened his mouth to speak, at this time, poisonous blood gushed out of his mouth, where could he still speak, and he could only make a strange sound of "uh" in his throat, as if someone had pinched his throat.

After three sounds, the strange sound stopped abruptly, and Master Kemu fell on his back with a strange smile on his face, and died of exhaustion immediately.

"Amitabha!"

All the monks present recited the Buddha's name in unison, their voices were filled with infinite grief, and except for Abbot Kechen and Master Kefan, the rest of the monks knelt on the ground facing the body of Master Kemu.

In an instant, a generation of eminent monks died unexpectedly, which is embarrassing.

A wave of unsettled waves!

How could Master Kemu suddenly get poisoned?

Dao Wujian jumped in his heart, and the secret path was not good, so he hurriedly secretly exercised his skills, and found that the true qi in his body was unimpeded, and he showed no signs of poisoning, so he was slightly relieved.

Dao Wujian just put his mind at ease, but when he thought of the cause of Master Kemu's death, his heart rose again, thinking that he couldn't wash it away even if he jumped into the Yellow River this time.

Sure enough, whatever you're afraid of comes.

The know-it-all said meaningfully: "As we all know, although the smiling desperate scatter is extremely poisonous, the toxicity will not attack immediately, and it will not be poisoned until the time of a stick of incense has passed, so it can be seen that Master Kemu was poisoned after coming here, and Master Kemu did not have contact with people after coming here, so how did he get poisoned?"