high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 81 Fengshan Temple

Wuhui drums up the true qi, and the escape light is like a comet hitting the moon, with the force of thunder, it suddenly falls straight down.

In the courtyard, the tall and fat monk who was lazily holding on to a broom, his eyes seemed to be closed but not closed, and the corners of his mouth was drooling, was startled and suddenly opened his eyes.

Coincidentally, at the entrance of the eye, a violent ray of light descended towards his forehead with the momentum of collapsing mountains, wrapped in endless waves of sound, dragging the roaring qi current.

"Dry!"

The tall fat monk breathed out the fragrance, threw the long-handled broom violently into the sky, and ran towards the monk's room without looking back.

Although he is obese, his movements are extremely nimble. With each leap, he is like a spirit ape wading through a stream, and suddenly, he quietly floats away tens of feet.

Even though the courtyard is spacious, he is not far from the monk's room. Just when the fat monk's eyes showed a smug look, he suddenly froze.

The door of the monk's room was pushed open, and a group of shining bald heads crowded together, dazzlingly bright.

"Certainly!"

One of them with the brightest bald head smiled and pointed at the fat monk.

He is his mother!

Before the fat monk could yell and curse, his body froze and he couldn't move.

His eyeballs rolled around, but he couldn't even speak.

"Amitabha."

Among the bald heads, the man who fixed the tall and fat monk was the first to stand out, pointing at him and saying with a long smile:

"Brother, if you don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Please go to bliss!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the violent golden light getting closer and hurriedly closed the door. A group of people laughed a few times in the monk's room and scattered like birds and beasts.

"Amitabha……"

He closed his eyes and sighed bitterly. There was a loud bang beside him, shaking the ground three times.

Wuhui dissipated his true qi, and emerged from the escaping light, looking at the motionless tall and fat monk, gearing up.

"Dead thief bald!"

Wu Hui waved his hand to remove the restraint on him, but before he could ask for mercy, he clenched his fists and savagely gouged the bald head.

"The dead thief is bald, the Buddha has been thinking about you for a long time, why don't you hide another one for the Buddha?"

Wuhui beat the fat monk into a ball, and the sound of wailing and panting continued.

Bai Shu stared blankly for a while, then turned to look at the surrounding buildings.

Lecture halls, palaces and buildings are all majestic with seven treasures, formed naturally, with magnificent buildings and dignified weather.

The Heavenly King Hall, the Daxiong Hall, the Thousand Buddha Temple, and the pagoda forest spread endlessly and are magnificent. The atmosphere here is the most respected and victorious among the temples that Baishu has ever seen.

It's just that there is no pilgrim, and there is no Huogong Taoist, it is empty, very quiet, not even a shadow of a person can be seen.

While Bai Shu was looking around, there was a sudden commotion in a bush in a dense forest in the northwest corner.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared, with long belly and calf, brown leather, but extremely long mane.

It snorted twice at Bai Shu, wanting to come and rub him.

It turned out to be a wild boar.

Seeing that Bai Shu dodged, the wild boar continued to attack him, perseveringly, and repeated dozens of times. Seeing that Bai Shu still refused, the wild boar snorted again, and lay down on the ground somewhat dispirited.

Wild boar?

Wild boars are so close?

The corner of Bai Shu's mouth twitched, and when he was confused, the wild boar in front of him made a new movement.

Its forelegs lay on the ground, its buttocks pouted high, and it shook flatteringly towards Bai Zhu.

What the hell!

Hearing the sound behind him, the wild boar worked harder, almost shaking into a cloud of wind, and double images appeared in front of his eyes.

Bai Shu watched silently for a while, then raised her foot and kicked.

Pfft!

The excited wild boar flew up and rolled several times on the ground, and it took a long time to get up, with a dazed expression on its face.

Bai Shu turned his face expressionlessly, and from that pig face, there was a humanized sadness.

The chicken skin on the back of his neck bulged, and he felt uncomfortable for a while.

And at this moment, Wuhui's tricky tricks on the fat monk finally came to an end.

"Send your junior brother to rest, and I will see your master myself."

Wuhui raised his fist, bluffing the tall fat monk to turn pale.

He kicked the monk again cursingly, and drove Dunguang again, and went straight to the top of the mountain.

"Little Junior Brother?"

The tall and fat monk with a bruised nose and swollen face took a breath, and after a long pause, he looked up at the young man in front of him.

"The little junior brother was brought by Wuhui Bald Donkey?"

"It's Master Wuhui."

Bai Shu stood with his hands down, and answered respectfully.

"From now on, I will be my senior brother, so be cautious, I don't have such rules in Fengshan Temple."

The tall fat monk kindly patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"Senior brother, my Dharma name is Xuyan, little junior brother, come with me to find a place to live."

"Thank you, Brother Xu Yan." Bai Shu sincerely thanked him.

The tall and fat monk named Xu Yan chuckled, and was about to lead Bai Shu to walk, when the wild boar, paralyzed aside, suddenly leaped forward and hummed twice.

Xu Yan was taken aback for a moment, he bent down, touched the wild boar's head, and put his ears to it.

hum~hum~

The sound of the wild boar kept coming, and the pig's head pointed at him from time to time, with sad eyes, as if it meant to accuse.

After a long time, Xu Yan stood up straight with emotion on his face.

"You look good, you can do whatever you want..."

He scratched his head, pointed at the wild boar beside him, and explained to Bai Shu:

"This is Xiaohua. She is a female doll. As you have seen, she is a feral boar."

"Xiaohua said that you are good-looking and wants to have a baby with you." Xu Yan spread his hands: "Little brother, what do you think?"

Bai Shu: "???"

"I'm afraid it's not good for the venue of the Shi family's Buddhism. What's more, it's just the first time I met Miss Xiaohua." Bai Shu's eyelids twitched wildly, and he said every word: "I think, I'm afraid it won't work..."

The wild boar hummed twice, then looked straight at Bai Shu.

"Xiao Hua said she understood." Xu Yan translated.

Bai Shu's heart immediately relaxed.

"But friendship can be cultivated." Xu Yan added: "Xiao Hua said that she would often go to play with you."

a bolt from the blue……

"Let's go, take the junior brother to rest first."

Xu Yan shook his head, he waved goodbye to the wild boar, and pulled up Bai Zhu again.

When Xu Yan stepped forward, the length was tens of feet. Bai Shu was amazed to find that Xu Yan's movement was quite similar to the seven-step lotus, but it was more subtle.

"By the way, little brother, I have to tell you something."

The sound of the wind whizzed by, and the surrounding scenery was like a stream of light, and they retreated one after another.

"Brother, please speak."

"Xiaohua is a demon who has become a spirit. She is born extraordinary, and she has been transformed by her master. She has already reached the pinnacle of cultivation." Xu Yan vaguely mentioned:

"Her strength is huge!"

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At the same time, in a hall on the top of the mountain, sutra curtains fluttered, and the fragrant wind scattered.

Shen Hui's wood-carved Buddha has a compassionate face and compassionate eyes. This kind of wood is as hard as iron and stone, and it is not easy to breed insects and ants. It is not afraid of rain, and it is a high-quality material.

Under the big Buddha statue, a monk with a slightly red face was sitting cross-legged in the void, surrounded by golden lotuses, and a looming red dragon coiled around him.

He has an extremely square face, without anger and prestige, like an angry King Kong who has subdued a demon, even if he has not spoken, he still has a sense of solemnity.

But at this moment, a golden ray of light descended from the top of the mountain.

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(End of this chapter)