Hu Congfeng knew that just now, he used a signal to send instructions to his henchman's cook to poison him. is going to use a zombie pill of a thousand taels of gold to turn this little monk (Xin Ran) into a living dead like the old master. The mouth cannot speak, and the hand cannot write.

But he never expected that the little monk who was poisoned had no, and the person who was poisoned was killed by him impatiently.

In order to cover up his mistakes, Hu Congfeng had to replace defense with offense, and suddenly asked: "Where does the monk come from?"

The little monk (Xin Ran) smiled faintly and replied, "From Buddhism." ”

"Where are you going?" asked the tiger from the wind.

"Go to the Buddha's door. "The little monk (Xin Ran) is calm.

"Where is the treasure temple?"

The little monk (Xin Ran) smiled lightly: "Yunshen doesn't know where to go. ”

"Why did you come?" the tiger from the wind was a little fierce.

The little monk (Xin Ran) was stunned, his body shook, and he said loudly: "Come or not, go or go." I don't know why I'm here, you don't know why! I don't know what I, I don't know! The life and death of all things are determined by heaven, how can the vertical son control it?!"

The tiger shook from the wind, softened, and said with a wry smile: "A monk is a monk!"

"A monk is a monk, and high is high. The virtue of the monk is not high, but deep and thick. Gao is not a monk, but a floating 、、、、、、" the little monk (Xin Ran) said tongue twisters in a foggy manner.

"Dare to ask the monk, where is the treasure of my door?" the tiger trembled from the wind. couldn't help but interrupt the little monk (Xin Ran) to ask.

"Heavy treasure and heavy treasure, who moved? Heavy treasure and heavy treasure, who moved? You must not have the heart of harming others, when will you have the heart of guarding against others? Amitabha Buddha! You know and I know, and God knows and the earth knows. If you want to be unknown, unless you don't do it! fate is over, the little monk is gone!"

The little monk (Xin Ran) said this, got up and walked out. Hu Ben wanted to stop him, but was glared at by Tiger Roar, and motioned for him to wait for Hu Congfeng's decision. But the tiger from the wind was dazed and stood frozen on the spot. The roar of the tiger motioned for everyone to stand still, waiting for the instructions of the tiger from the wind.

The little monk (Xin Ran) came out and ran down the mountain. After walking a short distance, the two big ears flickered, listened quietly, and dodged into the grass. Then stealthily from the wilderness, detoured to the depths of the Tiger Gate, and ran quickly.

"Hey, where has the little monk gone?" Hu Congfeng, who was a little confused, pondered for a while, and suddenly came back to his senses, and saw that the little monk (Xin Ran) was gone, and he was furious, and jumped to his feet to ask a few strong men standing on the side stupidly, and the thoughtful tiger roar.

"I saw him go. Didn't you give the order to stop you, uncle?" replied in a stiff tone.

"When will I promise him to leave?" the tiger stomped his feet in anger from the wind.

"It's not like he's talking about heavy treasures, but who can move them? Heavy treasures, no one can move. After that, I said hello to you, said that the opportunity is over, and then went down the mountain?" Tiger Xiao's tone became harder and harder, and he looked at Hu Congfeng with a strange face and said.

Tiger Roar is now bent on helping the little monk (Xin Ran) get away quickly so that he can find the elixir for his father. So, try to excuse him as much as possible.

"That, this, I was also circled by him, confused、、、、、、 don't you hurry up and chase me?" Hu Congfeng roared with a complicated expression!

The disciples of the tiger from the wind quickly chased out. And the tiger roared, but he glanced at the tiger from the wind strangely, and walked out slowly. Those who belong to the Tiger Roar faction also slowly followed.

When Hu Congfeng saw it, he looked uneasy, and ordered loudly: "Everyone listen to the order, go and invite the little monk back to me!"

"Yes、、、、、、" inside and outside the cave, the voice responded. Everyone responded and ran in the direction of the lower mountain, chasing the little monk.

However, Hu Congfeng is even more restless. He scratched his ears and hesitated, but he also jumped up and chased out.

Let's say that the little monk (Xin Ran) fanned his two big ears and quietly touched the hinterland of Humen while listening to the sound. Didn't go far, find a place to hide. Take off the robe and monk's robe quickly, and take off the sweat-soaked wash-like gown in a hurry.

Then, he simply took off his pants and underwear together, wringed the water while muttering to the thief: "Amitabha, his daughter-in-law's black pants! Fortunately, the Buddha took care of me, so that I saw the zombie of Hushanxing first, otherwise I would have drunk the poisonous wine I brewed." Amitabha, how do they know that this zombie pill is the Buddha's masterpiece of my poison graduation master、、、、、、!

The little monk (Xin Ran) was overjoyed, and muttered while being happy: "Amitabha, your daughter-in-law's big black pants! Fortunately, it is the Buddha of Jiren's natural appearance, and I am born with a spirit body, and sweat flows into the crotch of my pants behind my back." Otherwise, it won't be your daughter-in-law's show, 、、、、、、"

The little monk (Xin Ran) muttered to himself while busy working: "Amitabha, your daughter-in-law has black pants." This old fool still wants to play with the Buddha. Let me tell you, when the Buddha was three years old, he played with the Buddha's Lao Tzu like a grandson, and he still wanted to play with the Buddha、、、、、、"

The little monk (Xin Ran) shook off the bits and pieces below, and muttered to himself in appreciation: "Your daughter-in-law's black pants, Amitabha! She still wants to poison Lao Tzu with poison, don't you know? When the Buddha was five years old, the old man who was poisoned couldn't even find the toilet, so he went directly into his pants、、、、、、Hehe, poisoning the Buddha with the Buddha's masterpiece zombie pill, it's interesting、、、、、、"

The little monk (Xin Ran) shook his head again and again with a smile: "Amitabha, your daughter-in-law has black pants! The Buddha was just trying to fool two money, but he was caught by you stupid hangers." Amitabha, your daughter-in-law has black pants! As far as your little cautionary eyes are concerned, the Buddha can see clearly when he closes his eyes and pulls his eyes. Your daughter-in-law has black pants, Amitabha! You still want to play sloppy with the Buddha?! I will use zombie pills on the Buddha at you, but I don't recruit myself! What kind of hanging hairy tiger and lion order, not to guard and steal, but also to cooperate with the inside and outside、、、、、、

The little monk (Xin Ran) was busy all the time, using a small coat to wipe the sweat off his body, and he didn't even let go of the bird's nest below. Then, quickly put on clothes and robes, and become a monk again. Slowly, three times in a step, slowly back to the hall.

There was no one in the hall. The little monk (Xin Ran) moved his big ears, rolled his big eyes, and sneered with a crooked nose. The little monk (Xin Ran) smiled and looked around, and at a glance saw the one behind the throne, a tiger and lion beast that looked like a lion and a tiger. The little monk (Xin Ran) quickly pounced in front of the tiger and lion beast and observed cautiously.