human suffering

Chapter 1219 Aodu Mama
When Xiao Sun saw Yuzao go and come back, his complexion was not very good. It seemed that the pursuit of Baqi was not very smooth.

What happened today seems to be a bit messy, Xiaosun didn't expect that Lingzimu and Yuzao would get involved, and he didn't know if they couldn't help but want to show up, or there was some other pressure.

After lighting the cigarette, she went to Tong Ai's house.

"Old boy, my third uncle, is it okay to go down?
Is it the right medicine? "

Tong Aijia's understanding of Xiaosun is relatively deep. After all, his younger brother has stayed in Anxin Bendang, and he has basically figured out the composition of the internal staff.

All kinds of talents who are safe and convenient, Xiaosun is definitely in the first echelon, and he is the closest person to Cai Gen.

"Don't you call it nice? Is it difficult to respect the old and love the young?"

Xiao Sun chuckled, it seemed that Tong Ai's family didn't hear Zhen Shuiyin's talk about Journey to the West just now, so his younger brother listened to it all.

"I call you old boy, even if it sounds the best, if you really talk about respecting the old and loving the young, ha ha."

Ignoring Xiao Sun's hehe, Tong Aijia stretched out two fingers towards Xiao Sun, obviously used to controlling Cai Gen.

As a result, little Sun Weiwei didn't move, but fortunately there was Zhenshuiyin next to him, imitating Cai Gen's example, and lit a cigarette for Tong Aijia.

"Oh, Uncle Tong, just tell us the truth. We don't feel at ease when the head of the family goes down to brave the wind and snow."

Although, Tong Aijia looked down on Zhen Shuiyin even more, but he didn't pretend anymore.

"If Cai Gen really awakens the God of Suffering, he can only solve the following matters.

As for whether it is symptomatic or not, it depends on the degree of his awakening, which is what I am more worried about.

In the past, when they answered the ancestral souls correctly, their temperaments had become very extreme and extreme because they had endured for too long.

To put it bluntly, they are now more restless than adolescents.

There is no specific method, and I think there is no solution.

Of course, this is from my point of view, who knows what is so special about Cai Gen. "

When Xiao Sun heard what Tong Aijia said, he suddenly felt very uncertain.

On the evening of the [-]th, after returning from Dakeng, Cai Gen had already changed his job to practice the trumpet.

The invincible suicide method in the past can only support the scene for the time being.

According to Cai Gen's analysis, Zhang Mouse is rather trash, quite trash.

Today's job is a bit difficult.

Duan Xiaohong also joined in, and hearing Tong Ai's words attracted her attention.

"Old man, did you go down often?
Tomb sweeping or burning paper?
What's next?
If it is finished, can it be opened for viewing? "

Visiting your uncle, Tong Ai's family almost didn't scold, but because of their status and age, they have the same knowledge as a drunkard, which is very cheap.

"Can't open for tours, that's us
Who is coming, this is the forbidden area of ​​shamanism, retreat quickly. "

As if facing an enemy, Tong Ai's family immediately activated the formation to keep you safe and sound.

Even the first grandfather appeared again.

A group of shamanic wizards also seemed to sense the danger and raised their vigilance.

At this time, two people came leisurely from the edge of Taiqinggou.

Walking in front was a lama in red, haggard, wrinkled, very tall, and the maroon lama clothes seemed to be hanging on a hanger, flickering.

Followed by a woman, dressed in business attire, with a gauze wrapped around her head, she walked cautiously, not daring to take half a step past the old man, and followed closely.

"Amitabha, we have no malicious intentions.

Feeling that there are evil beings born here, my Buddha is merciful, and I come to save them. "

Before finishing a sentence, the two of them had already walked up to the crowd.

Tong Aijia didn't know the lama in front of her, but she was very familiar with the woman who followed her.

"I'm using you as a fart, what are you doing?

My shamanism and Western Buddhism have always been the same.

Why, are you going to turn your face today?

Fairy Yuegong, let you run away last time, don't you give up? "

Mu En lowered her head and put on the appearance of a good baby, as if the arhat was here, and she was not qualified to speak at all.

The Bowl-holding Arhat changed his rough attitude towards Mu En, and transformed into the image of a Taoist monk, with a gentle smile.

"My lord, this statement is wrong.

My Buddha said that all living beings are equal. Regarding the original sects in the world, we have always followed the concept of mutual respect, so how could we have the idea of ​​antagonizing you.

It's just that your shamanism has gone astray in practice, and you have fallen into a low-level vehicle, and it is difficult to reach the western bliss. It hurts me to see it."

Before the arhat raised his bowl finished speaking, a cigarette butt suddenly appeared and hit him in the face, causing sparks to fly everywhere.

Xiao Sun was the first to express his dissatisfaction, and he really didn't want to hear his ink marks, especially since he was still with Mu En, so he must not be kind today.

These two people and Lingzimu are two different things, there is nothing to talk about, Cai Gen has already started here.

Xiaosun felt that although he couldn't do anything, he could be the fuse. Hurry up and fight, and by the way, see if the shamanism will be persuaded by Xi Bian.

"Don't pretend to be a kid, what are you talking about?
People's own ancestors, use you to make a yarn?

Why, come to dig the ancestral grave of shamanism? "

Digging ancestral graves?
These three words are too sensitive in the ears of shamans.

Without waiting for Tong Aijia's order, a halfling rushed out of the shaman's camp.

It was about the size of a monkey, thin and lean, with three eyes and canine teeth. With that incomparable speed, he punched the arhat in the head with his fist.

"Vald donkey, who are you digging?"

"The God of War, Aodu Mama?
Why are you still so impulsive? "

The words are calm and the wind is light, but the actions of the arhat holding the bowl are not easy at all.

First, he raised his arms to block the punch, feeling a little unsure, then stepped back and lowered one leg as a buffer.

when.
The moment the two clashed, there was a sound of metal clashing.

Looking at the Arhat holding the bowl, he directly turned into a golden man, with a metallic luster all over his body.

Mu En was dumbfounded watching from the side.

Is this God of War, Aodu Mama, so powerful?
Knock out the golden body of Arhat with one punch?
Then the last time I went to the door of the shaman's house by myself, I really saved my life.

Although the arhat holding the bowl forcibly resisted Aodu Mama's punch, his body was also short. With the impact of this punch, he directly broke the defense of the formation, crushed the ice under his feet, and fell down. into the lake.

Before fully entering the water, he grabbed Mu En by the ankle and pulled her down too.

This scene happened so fast, Aodu Mama tried to stop it, but it was too late, she turned around in front of the ice cave several times in frustration, and returned to the shaman formation cursing.

When Xiao Sun saw it, he became a little anxious. Mu En brought an Arhat down, wouldn't it make it more difficult for Cai Gen?

"Old boy, don't you chase after?"

Tong Aijia looked at the ice hole, and then thought about the golden body of Arhat that he saw just now, the matter was a bit complicated.

After weighing the pros and cons, Tong Aijia shook his head viciously.

"Go down, just go down, Aodu Mama didn't even hit him to death, it's a real Arhat's golden body, but it won't make any big splashes."

(End of this chapter)